For him, acknowledging the warmth's merits caused his temper to sour once. 。Witnessing his face change in ten seconds, I felt a pang of sympathy for her, fearing he might strangle her with just one...Berlin at night is as quiet as a pearl embedded in the sky, serene and beautiful. 。As the city's night falls, casting a veil of serenity and romance, it also reveals a hint of lurking danger. 。Gunshots abruptly rang out outside a suburban villa. Eighty armed guards swarmed the villa, their guns trained on the man seated in the main position. Dozens of gun barrels gleamed menacingly, poised to fire at any moment. The air was thick with smoke and the stench of blood, as if these gunmen could turn the entire villa into rubble in an instant. Another middle-aged man lay slumped in a chair, dead. A bullet had pierced his forehead right between the eyes. 。Mo Yao's face was cold, he was only surrounded by Yun, Yun's pistol pointed at the dead man opposite him. The men scattered beside him were panicked, not knowing how to react. Mo Yao calmly sipped tea, the lid of the cup hitting the cup made a crisp sound, each sound striking their chests 。The dead man lay there, his blood staining the ground crimson beneath him. No one dared to look at him, even though he was the biggest power broker in Berlin's black market. 。Silence! Complete silence, only the sound of the tea lid hitting the cup. There were two people facing each other, yet dozens more around them. None dared to move. No one knew why, but they just couldn't bring themselves to shoot this godfather who seemed like he could crush the world with a flick of his wrist. 。Moe Yao's powerful aura shocked everyone, that leader's life was as insignificant to him as a fly. 。"Does anyone else object" Mo Yao asked, his tone as cold as business. 。They finally saw the murderous intent in this man's eyes, his tightly pressed lips and oppressive aura spreading around him, making people tremble involuntarily. 。Such a man was like a death god who emerged from the Asura battlefield. He stood there, holding his scythe, radiating an aura of power without even needing to raise his voice. He could obliterate everyone with a mere thought, and everyone believed it wholeheartedly. 。So all eyes turned to the first man on the right of the leader. He was a tall old man, his eyes cloudy yet sharp, like poisoned needles. 。He seemed to be the biggest man in the black market besides death, the one who could speak the loudest. Everyone hoped he would give an order, even if it was an order to fire, anything to break this silence. 。Everyone waited in anticipation. Yun's gaze swept across the scene, focused and ready for battle. If there was a conflict, she just needed to protect herself. Mo Yao would surely have other means of escape, so she wasn't worried about the danger at all. 。The old man stood up, his face contorted with anger, and accused, “Mr. Mo, this is robbery! ” 。"Plunder I plundered you, and you plundered whom We exist in this world and must follow its laws. Everyone here is born with a predatory nature; it's instinct." 。You survive by instinct, yet you accuse others of surviving by instinct, how ridiculous. 。“His German pronunciation is thick and accurate, just like a news anchor on German international television. It's as if he grew up in Germany, educated by German culture from a young age.” 。Such a man is frightening. He wears a face of a different bloodline, speaking Mandarin more accurately than them, unangered yet intimidating, causing fear and unease. 。The old man was speechless, blocked by him. They were accustomed to playing power politics and preferred open confrontations rather than underhanded tactics, so in terms of verbal sparring, they were simply no match for Mo Yao... The old man said, "We plunder the capital of our own land in Berlin, while you cross borders to plunder our resources." 。“Global resource sharing, don't you know” Mo Yao countered coldly, her attitude arrogant and domineering. 。He seemed to have lost his patience, and once again asked in pure German, "Are there any other objections" 。The voice was deep and dangerous, no one dared to speak. The old man slumped down, deflated like a punctured balloon, knowing it was futile. His opponent was too strong; if he wanted a piece of flesh, he would get it. 。Mo Yuan was very satisfied. 。This time coming to Berlin was to take down the black market trading market, Mo Yuan got accurate news that a large batch of diamonds and jade would be circulating in the black market from this year to next year, through money laundering in the black market, turning black into white. This kind of thing they often sit on, do more than anyone else has experience, plus the European power distribution of the Mafia, only lacking a Germany, he studied for half a year, did a lot of work, and added this time's opportunity, very cleverly got what he wanted 。The middle-aged man opposite the elder stood up. He was bald, slightly overweight, with a large head and ears, looking rather disreputable. He hunched over and said many flattering things to Mo Yao, but the others looked at him with cold disdain and contempt, unwilling to even acknowledge his presence. 。This middle-aged man is named Kelubo, an American. He and the elder are of equal standing. Now that the situation is settled, they are both vying for the top spot. Mo Yao knows this well and deliberately indulges Kelubo's boldness, intentionally provoking anger from others. 。As soon as his former master left, he betrayed him. All his subordinates were indignant and filled with righteous anger. Mo Yao waved his hand and made a decision: Ke Luobo became the top figure in black market deals, and everyone had to obey his orders. 。Keerbo flatteringly and servilely patted Mo Yao's horse, but Mo Yao remained indifferent. Watching the seven or eight of them create a chaotic scene, seeing their bodyguards looking at each other in confusion, he watched them engage in mutual slaughter without uttering a word to stop them. 。They were almost about to fight, Krobo couldn't stand out, his only advantage was that Mo Yao had chosen him. If it weren't for that, the first chair would belong to the elder. 。Mo Yao and Yun walked out of the villa. He had finished what he needed to do, and the rest was much simpler. They were biting each other, it wasn't his concern, and he didn't have time to care about them. However, an accident happened. Just as Mo Yao reached his car, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. His years of training gave him a keen sense of danger. The moment he stopped, Yun suddenly pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. A huge explosion followed, and the car caught fire. The hood was blasted into the air by the force of the explosion before crashing down again, smashed to pieces, engulfed in flames. 。Still shaken, Yun hurriedly inquired about Mo Yao's condition. Mo Yao was pinned beneath the cloud, with no visible injuries, only a slight redness on his face from the force of the fire. Suddenly, Mo Yao cried out in alarm, springing up like the most agile leopard and charging into the villa. Before he even reached the entrance, nine bullets were fired in rapid succession. By the time Mo Yao arrived, the sound of gunfire was chaotic, as the group of bodyguards fired indiscriminately, unsure of their target's location. 。And in the conference room, where the members of the Dog-Eating-Dog gang were gathered, all except for Krupp who hid under a table out of fear, met their end. They were each killed with a single shot, right between the eyes. The marksmanship was astonishingly accurate, almost identical to Yun's style. 。Kroebar shouted, "I'll do anything you say, please don't kill me! I'll do whatever you want!" 。He was scared. 。Mo Yao heard the motorcycle leave, and ordered Yun to chase after it. Yun nodded and went after it. Mo Yao stood with his hands behind his back, carefully checking the interior environment. He couldn't figure out how a single bullet could make people invisible but also kill eight people at once. This person's marksmanship was incredible. 。Whoever he is, whoever did this to him, they won't live to walk out of Berlin. 。Mo Yao opened another car. There were many cars outside anyway, and the dead didn't need them. The cars chased each other on the streets of Berlin, extremely intense. Yun could hardly see who was in front. The man rode a motorcycle at an incredibly fast speed. Her car wasn't powerful enough, and she struggled to keep up. The distance lengthened inch by inch. He was practically scraping the ground, but still couldn't catch up. Yun slammed her fist on the steering wheel and cursed. What kind of demon was this guy 。He's good with a gun, but he's also an amazing driver. There weren't many people on the streets of Berlin late at night, and this motorcyclist was weaving back and forth in front of us, making it even harder to predict where he would go. 。He suddenly turned a corner, veering off the road onto the sidewalk and directly jumping down the stairs. The motorcycle was very powerful, rushing down dozens of steps. Yun could only stare in disbelief as the car couldn't go any further. That man was particularly arrogant, stopping abruptly, putting two fingers to his forehead, glanced at Yun, and then drove away. Yun slapped the steering wheel with a palm, nearly shattering it. 。Mo Yao's car pulled up beside her, and he asked in a low voice, "What happened" "We lost them." 。Yun said in a low voice, she didn't offer any explanation, and Mo Yao didn't blame her. He just darkened his face. Yun continued, "I couldn't see who it was, only that it was a man, about 183 centimeters tall." 。"Just this" "Yes!" Yun almost cried. Every time he went out with the big boss, he had to be prepared to die, even if the big boss didn't intend for him to die, in his silence, he could feel death approaching. 。Mo Yao narrowed her eyes, "Go check it out now." 。“

“Yes!”

This man was the one who framed him. He guessed that the bomb was probably planted by mistake because his car and the old man’s car were the same model, easy to confuse. This person is dead, the method and Yun are so similar, he thought, after an autopsy the bullet would probably be the same model as Yun>>> 。Damn sneaky, deliberately stirring up trouble between the Mafia and Berlin's black market. 。

Since he had already killed someone to make an example of, and with a puppet like Ke Libo, Mo Yao was very confident. He and Ke Libo had already decided to put him on the throne, but he wanted to be a puppet, and Ke Libo agreed. So he killed someone as a warning.

However, unexpectedly, this incident occurred. These individuals were influential figures on the black market trading stage. Their sudden disappearance would undoubtedly trigger their resistance. He thought the situation could be resolved within three days, but it was likely to take a much longer time. 。During this period, his safety in Berlin also became a problem. 。Since you killed so many big bosses, there must be some fearless and loyal subordinates who would want to avenge them. It's certain that one of them will bring Yun out this time. 。"Boss, I'll call a few more people over" 。"

No need

Mo Yao said softly, "Hold your positions." 。"If he moves, people will want him to die even faster. 。"Good!" Yun, though he didn't understand, was very obedient to him. 。Mo Yao drove back to the apartment, it was already two in the morning. He thought Bai Liu must be asleep, so he lightened his steps. But the apartment was eerily quiet. At this hour, Bai Liu should have been asleep. Where was he A bad feeling arose in Mo Yao's heart. Just as he was about to ask Yun to find someone, Bai Liu appeared at the door with a smile, looking at him with surprise, as if seeing him return was unexpected. 。Mo Yao frowned, Bai Liu held two takeout containers in his hand. Mo Yao asked, "Where did you go""I was hungry and went out to buy something. I wasn't sure if you would come back, so I bought two portions. If you don't eat, I can have one as breakfast." 。"Bai Liu said cheerfully, stepping in and kicking the door shut behind her." 。Mo Yao looked at him, in white with black trousers. His whole person was light and airy, as if nothing could affect him. His indifferent brows and eyes were as soft as water, and he still exuded righteousness. 。"What did you buy" he asked as he went to wash his hands. They were covered in blood; he never got blood on himself when he killed, and he didn't feel any retribution coming his way, but before him, instinctively, he didn't want to smell the metallic scent of fresh blood. 。Just like he always refused to let Xiaobai know that he had killed someone, in the same way, beautiful things should not be tarnished by ugly things. 。Mo Yao washed his hands and came out. Bai Liu had already started eating. He bought a fried rice and a salad. He took the fruit salad and ate it, leaving the fried rice for Mo Yao. Seeing him eat with relish, Mo Yao asked, "Are you full by just eating salad" "You look hungrier, I love you, so I give you the best." 。Bai Liu said sweet nothings in a bland tone, Mo Yao didn't hesitate to sit down and eat. Bai Liu was right, he was hungry. 。He had a meeting with Krupp and then another meeting. He hadn't eaten anything all day, just drank a cup of tea during the meeting. The tea was very weak, so he was starving. When you're hungry, everything tastes good. 。This fried rice tastes really good, it's especially delicious. 。"You bought fried rice at this late hour""This is what I made. 。"Bai Liu said, Mo Yao raised an eyebrow. Bai Liu said, "I suddenly wanted to eat so I used someone else's kitchen. They already had the ingredients prepared, and the chef is a good person! He didn't charge me anything, just asked for the cost of the materials." 。"Salad is also yours" 。Bai Liu said, Mo Yuan smiled and ate even more deliciously. 。Bai Liu suddenly said, "This is the first time I'm cooking for an outsider." 。"

Mo Yao said, "This is the first time I've ever eaten food made by someone outside our family." 。 Bai Liu asked, "Since you're all outsiders for the first time, aren't you going to become my insider from now on" Mo Yao didn't quite understand what "insider" meant in Chinese. He didn't know that Bai Liu was taking advantage of him, because after all, Mandarin is vast and profound. He simply thought "insider" was the opposite of "outsider," so he nodded seriously, "Okay." 。"

Bai Liu was stunned, then suddenly laughed so hard he pounded the table and clutched his stomach. He laughed and pounded in a frenzy while Mo Yao looked at him blankly, completely bewildered." 。ood transfusion"Mo Chen smiled faintly, "It's nothing, tell him some exciting news.""When wasn't he excited" Mo Wu Shuang shrugged, her gaze falling on the person at the door, and she burst into laugh...