Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 340 Alternate Life and Death
The sullenness in that voice woke up the driver, who was still immersed in his own doubts.

"Yes."

He responded urgently and got on the car without any further delay.

The car roared past, kicking up the dust on the ground, lightly falling on the two gradually cooling corpses.

The bright red blood flowed like a brook dug out by someone. Perhaps it hadn't been rained for a long time, and the blood was absorbed by the dry ground as soon as it flowed out.

Like a blood-sucking demon, it opened its mouth wide, swallowing silently and greedily...

Three years later.

Male.

Mo Ziyan stood on the helicopter and looked down at the endless sea. The beautiful azure blue fell in his eyes, but it made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

three years ago.

A huge search and rescue team continued to search for 24 hours and turned the whole of Male upside down, but no sign of Ling Hanhan was found.

All the search personnel told him that there was no hope, and the brothers who rushed over after hearing the news also comforted him. Although they didn't say it directly, they all thought she was killed.

And instead of agreeing to cancel the search team, he sent more people to search.

I don't know if God had pity on him, so he finally found a little clue after searching for three days and two nights, and found the diving suit that Ling Hanhan was wearing when she disappeared.

However, just when he thought that God would always take care of him until he found his wife, the two men who resold the suit were found shot and executed in the wild. No leads.

"Chairman, do you need to land?"

Just as Mo Ziyan was looking at the sea in a daze, the pilot of the plane asked for instructions.

"No, let's go."

Withdrawing his gaze and sitting back in his seat, the expression on Mo Ziyan's face remained unchanged.

In the past three years, the young and promising chairman of the Ling Group suddenly disappeared, and the chairman of the Mo Group seemed to be a different person.

Ling's Group and Mo's Group seized it with one hand, and their methods were more cold-blooded and cruel than in the past, and the way of making money was faster and more stable.

It can be said that as long as it is something he is eyeing, nothing will fall out of his hands, as long as it is invested by him, there will be no loss.

Although Ling's Group and Mo's Group still had two brands, everyone in the circle knew that the Ling's Group would only end up in Mo Ziyan's hands.

So whether it is two brands or one brand, to Mo Ziyan, it doesn't make any difference.

In three years, Mo Ziyan insisted on mentioning these two groups, and squeezed into the top [-] among the top [-] global enterprises.

And he is only 27 years old.

When he successfully brought the Mo Group to the top [-], everyone only said that he was a talent, young and promising.

But now, no one dares to judge him easily, and those words of praise piled up on him are not enough to describe him or reflect him.

Even, many people are afraid of him.

Whether it is a fight in the mall or a meeting at a banquet.

No one dared to look directly into his eyes.

Because just one glance will give you the feeling of being in the eighteenth floor of hell, surrounded by countless evil spirits, and watched by the Lord of the Underworld.

In three years, the name Mo Ziyan, these three characters, are not only famous all over the world, but also almost a household name in Male.

Because in the past two years, Mo Ziyan not only raised the Ling Group and the Mo Group to another level, but also extended his hand to the inside of the Maldives government.

A banquet where aristocrats and famous families gather.

Like a catwalk, gorgeous clothes, exquisite outfits, and people wearing beautiful human skin masks.

The host of this banquet has been present for a long time, and all the high-ranking figures in Male, even just about to gather here, no one is not cautious and cautious, carefully grasping the time to enter this banquet .

Only Mo Ziyan showed his golden body at the beginning of the banquet.

"Hey, look, that guy over there looks really nice."

"Who? Are you talking about him? He is not only good, he is simply the best of the best, okay?"

"That's right, let me tell you, that man can be said to be the object that women all over the world dream of sleeping with him."

"It is said that his worth is beyond estimation."

"Is it such an exaggeration? It's impossible to estimate. Isn't that an incomparably rich country?"

"Hehe, rich as a country? A magazine once commented on him. If he wants to establish himself as a king, then the whole world will submit to him and his subjects."

As soon as Mo Ziyan appeared on the stage, it was no surprise that everyone's eyes were on him. The young girls were even more deeply attracted by the charm emanating from him, and were fascinated by him.

Regarding his comments, everyone was not stingy with vocabulary, hollowed out their heads, and praised him to the best of their knowledge, expressing their admiration and yearning for him.

"Mo Dong, you are here, welcome, your addition of zero really adds to the banquet."

The Minister of Finance of the Maldives, the host of the banquet, saw Mo Ziyan at a glance, and immediately greeted him.

"I haven't seen you for half a year. The minister can speak Chinese. It's amazing. Even though I, a Chinese, don't understand it."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't restrain his temper because of the identity of the person the other party was standing on, or put on another mask for the taller like everyone here.

Straightforward, without hiding any of his temperament.

Don't please, don't cater to, don't accept flattery, and don't accept flattery.

It all depends on his own preferences. When he is in a good mood, he may not laugh at you. When he is in a bad mood, maybe you are obviously sending him money, and he will give you two slaps.

His increasingly unpredictable personality also contributed to his reputation as King Yama outside.

The translator next to him directly translated Mo Ziyan's words to the Minister of Finance and Economics, but after the translation, Mo Ziyan didn't respond, and he, the translator, turned to the side in fear.

"Haha, I originally learned this specially to welcome Mo Dong, but I didn't expect to learn it well, making Mo Dong laugh."

The panic over there, and the person being talked about here, not only did not get angry, but felt embarrassed and greeted them with smiles.

Faced with the other party's repeated courteous overtures, Mo Ziyan just twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't even give him a sneer.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the minister wanted to chat more with Mo Ziyan, but Mo Ziyan had already withdrawn.

"Oh my God, that Mo Ziyan is so powerful that he doesn't even give face to the Minister of Finance. If he can marry such a man as his wife, he will be so happy."

When Mo Ziyan entered the arena before, the eyes of the girl who was attracted by him never left him.

Looking at the conversation between Mo Ziyan and the Minister of Finance, from the beginning to the end, the host of the banquet always talked with him in a cautious attitude, almost surrendering, that heart was completely captured. .

(End of this chapter)