100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Mo Jue ordered Dink to send people to hide in all corners of the meeting place to ensure the safety of the meeting place. If anything happens, they can retreat safely. Dink even sent a team of people to monitor from a commanding height in the distance to prevent them from being unprepared and dispatching the government. army.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Jue took Ye Wei to an appointment and came to this very secretive private club. This club was opened by the sister of a congressman. Every time Mo Ye met with officials, most of them chose this place.

The fourth floor of the guild hall is the conference hall. When Mo Jue and Ye Wei arrived, thirteen Italian officials were already there. Everyone was seated in their seats. Behind each person stood two bodyguards with sharp eyes. Be on full alert.

Mo Jue snorted in his heart, being so armed was already a sign of distrust. These officials had a close relationship with Louis, and the interests of both parties were clearly divided. They accounted for the majority, so they naturally liked a godfather like Louis. After Louis stepped down and Mo Ye took over, the situation obviously reversed. They were very afraid of Mo Ye.

But they had to rely on his strength, and at the same time they were afraid of pushing him too hard, so he would not stop doing anything and took action against them. There was already a tragedy ahead. They were frightened every time they met and would bring people to protect them.

In addition to the bodyguards brought by him, a group of mercenaries with good reach were also scattered around the club to protect their safety. Compared to Mo Jue who went to the appointment lightly dressed, he only brought one woman with him, which was really ironic.

At least Mo Jue didn't act so guarded and show his distrust on the surface.

He put on fake pupils and suddenly became Mo Ye's Mo Ye. The only difference between the two brothers was their eyes, which had the same color. Many people couldn't tell who was Mo Ye and who was Mo Jue, unless it was Ye Wei. , someone like Dink who knows them very well.

"Mr. Mo, please sit down!" one of the officials said. Before coming, Dink had given him the information of each official. These dozen people are all from the same political party. They are the only political party supported by the Mafia and are also the backbone of the political party. .

Mo Jue sat down and Ye Wei stood beside him. The official opposite him was a man of more than fifty years old. He was tall and looked very majestic. He glanced at Ye Wei and asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Ding?" Mr. Mo has changed his subordinates this time, and girls rarely attend such occasions."

The implication is that he doesn't trust women very much, and he even looks down on them.

Ye Wei gave him a charming smile, and Mo Jue's eyes darkened. Everyone could feel his displeasure, and the whole space seemed to be filled with a strange and dangerous atmosphere.

The man was stunned. He expected Mo Jue to be angry, but unexpectedly he said coldly, "Mr. Bess seems to miss my deputy very much."

Mr. Bess understood what he meant and asked no more questions.

"Everyone is so anxious to see me, what's going on?" Mo Jue asked coldly.

Mr. Bess is the representative of these officials. He is responsible for contacting Mo Ye, but in fact, there is someone above him, but his status does not allow him to come forward, so Bess can only come forward.

He is Italy's Undersecretary of Defense.

Bess quickly recounted the recent confrontation between the Mafia and the No. 1 terrorist organization, and also analyzed the recent international environment faced by the Italian government. Due to the international influence caused by the Mafia, his expression showed anger, and he said solemnly. Said, "Mr. Mo, you failed to fulfill whatever you promised us. Instead, you harmed the interests of our country. You must explain this matter."

"The dispute between the Mafia and the No. 1 terrorist organization is not a matter of a day or two. Now you are asking for an explanation. Isn't it ridiculous?" Mo Jue sneered. Why did they forget to explain when they benefited from the turmoil?

snort! Adding insult to injury.

"Dispute, is this a simple dispute? The mafia headquarters was blown up by others, how can you say it so lightly?" A congressman was angry, dissatisfied with Mo Jue's arrogant attitude, and his face turned red with anger.

"It's just that you are a mafia godfather, but you can't even keep the headquarters. It's ridiculous."

Ye Wei really wanted to laugh...

Mo Jue slammed his hand on the table, "Shut up!"

There was a sudden silence in the conference room. The man's majestic and angry voice sounded very intimidating. Mo Jue's eyes were as sharp as knives, "I said, did you make a mistake? The mafia headquarters was blown up. That was Louis. How can you blame me for what the times have caused?"

Mr. Bess showed a smile and said lightly, "Mr. Mo, although it happened when Louis was the godfather, at that time, Louis was already your puppet. You dare to say that you have no responsibility. If you have the ability, the Mafia The headquarters will not be destroyed."

He spoke very lightly, but his words were sharp.

Ye Wei secretly sighed, as expected of a figure in the political arena. Mo Jue was no match for her beauty in terms of eloquence. She was not on the same level. If it were Mo Ye, he might be able to ridicule him a few words.

Mo Jue was very angry. If he hadn't promised Ye Wei some nonsense earlier, he would have pulled out his gun and killed them all. If he dared to speak ill of his brother, he was seeking death!

"Mr. Mo, I think you should stop making excuses." One of the committee members said with a cold smile, "There was friction between the Lewis era and the First Terrorist Organization, but both sides have checks and balances on each other. Even if the First Terrorist Organization takes over The upper hand also has some taboos, not daring to be too rampant, and not harming the interests of the mafia and our country, and you..."

"Hmph, since you took office, the mafia has been in chaos. The headquarters has been destroyed, and various sites have been robbed. It has also been reduced to drug trafficking and smuggling of cultural relics. The famous paintings stolen from the UK last time were sold at high prices. Don't think we don't Know."

Mo Jue's face became colder and colder. Is this the person Mo Ye usually deals with? It was much more difficult than him. He had to be patient and not get angry. If he was unhappy, he could just kill the person, but Mo Ye couldn't.

He listened quietly to whatever they said.

"Mr. Mo, we heard that the friction between the No. 1 terrorist organization and the mafia has intensified this time because of women. You have ignored the overall situation for your own selfish desires. I wonder if the rumors are true?" A middle-aged official asked with a sneer, his eyes frosty. .

Mo Jue's eyes were sinister and he smiled coldly, "Rumors? I wonder where you heard the rumors?"

This matter is extremely secret. It is impossible for them to know. Chu Li, Jason and the others will never do such a thing. Who told them.

"It doesn't matter how we heard the rumors. What matters is whether there is such a thing. Mr. Mo, the influence of the mafia is far-reaching. If you ruin your foundation for a woman, I don't think you are qualified to be the godfather of the mafia." ." Mr. Bess said, giving Ye Wei a cold look behind him and smiling coldly.

Mo Jue was angry this time. Ye Wei put her hand on his shoulder in time, and Mo Jue's anger slowly extinguished.

Damn old man!

A cold light flashed across Ye Wei's eyes. She liked to see Mo Jue deflated. It could only be because she was making things difficult for him. Others, huh, were ambitious people who dared to bully her, Bess, right?

She remembered!

At least let you lie down for a month.

Mo Jue suppressed the anger in his heart, twitching the corners of his lips, showing a cold sarcasm, "Since you all want an explanation, and everyone has cited evidence of my crime, what explanation do you want?"

"Mr. Mo, what's your attitude?"

"Mr. Mo, you obviously failed to do what you promised us, but you still dare to question us?"

"Mr. Mo, please immediately calm down the dispute between the Mafia and the No. 1 terrorist organization and restore the peace of the past. Otherwise, don't blame us for turning your back on us."

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The officials here, with your words and my words, their eyes were like lightning, and their words were like knives, they all glanced at Mo Jue, they were aggressive, chattering, and extremely noisy. Ye Wei could feel Mo Jue's body even when she was standing behind him. His aura was getting colder and colder. He didn't have an attack, but it had created an atmosphere of tension.

Mo Jue smiled coldly, "What do you mean, do you want me to quell the war between the Mafia and the No. 1 terrorist organization?"

Bess thought he had given in, and said in a deep voice: "Not only that, you also have to compensate for our losses, Mr. Mo, I think this is not too much, right?"

Ye Wei thought that the Power Party was canvassing votes recently. There seemed to be differences within the House of Representatives. Both parties wanted to fight for the position of dean, which required a lot of funds to canvass votes.

In fact, human nature is selfish, and this is most obvious in the political arena.

Just say that the Power Party and the Left Party are trying to get votes. In fact, not many people actually support their political parties. If you want to win votes, you have to rely on money. If you have money and don't rebel, she calls him grandpa.

This materialistic world only recognizes power and money.

When a political party becomes stronger, the benefits it brings to it are far less than a single win over.

So the election is coming soon, and they are in urgent need of funds. So, she was right. It was really about money. It seems that it is right to let Dink monitor them not far away today.

They may use force.

Mo Jue's eyes darkened, half-smiling but not smiling, "How much compensation do you want?"

Mr. Bass and the other people looked at each other, and he said solemnly, "$5 billion."

Ye Wei sneered in her heart, 5 billion US dollars. Damn it, you are so damn cruel. You can really speak like a lion and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue. She knew it by looking at Mo Jue's face.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jue smiled coldly, "Okay, if it's not just 5 billion US dollars, I promise you!"