Early the next morning, amidst the dumbfounded eyes of the people of the Vientiane Kingdom.
The TVs, radios and so on in homes, and even outside on top of the streets appeared Black Hatchet personnel.
They were all masked and held a sign high in their hands.
“The last commandant of the Black Hatchet, Duqa, has done nothing but evil, wrongfully accusing a friend from a neighbouring country, Lin Mo, the amba*sador of Huaxia Zhen Yue, and harming the domestic residence.”
“It caused economic turmoil as well as social unrest within Vientiane.”
“Here, the new commander of Black Hatchet, Wen Qiang, pointed out that according to the internal development of the Wanxiang country, we should ……”
They were followed by a series of sound bites and so on.
It took all the people of the Wanxiang Kingdom by surprise.
The simple folk only heard two things in the midst of this long avenue.
Firstly, that Black Hatchet, the unscrupulous mad dog, had gone soft on the people.
Secondly, the new commander of the Black Hatchet organisation did not sound like a bad guy.
Just like that, although Wen Qiang was using a soft approach, he had subliminally started to whitewash Black Hatchet, an organisation that was so black it dripped ink.
Above the top floor of the hotel, Zhao Nan Yue and the wealthy businessmen gathered together and watched the scene of apology below.
“Has the Black Hatchet organisation over at Duanjia Cottage retreated?”
Zhao Nan Yue’s eyes looked towards the balding man who was sipping his wolfberry health tea and asked.
“Elder Zhao, according to the news the water and electricity at Duanjia Cottage have all been restored, and not a single black turtledove can be seen at the entrance.”
The bald man bit into the goji berry in his mouth and responded to Zhao Nan Yue.
“It should be time to call Lin Mo and ask him to come over.”
Zhao Nan Yue took out his mobile phone and called Lin Mo.
“Elder Zhao, have all the matters over at Wanxiang been resolved?”
At this moment, Lin Mo still arrived at the foot of the Basha Divine Mountain.
Yesterday, Duan Dashan had called Lin Mo who was far away in Pan Yang in the middle of the night, saying that he was no longer in trouble.
All the Black Hatchet soldiers had already moved away from the entrance of Duan’s fortress.
And even the water and electricity that had been cut off for many days had been restored once again.
Although Lin Mo did not know what had happened yet, he guessed that it was related to Zhao Nan Yue and their Chamber of Commerce.
And Lin Mo himself was desperate to find Xu Hanxia.
He had come towards the border of the Wanxiang Kingdom that night and was now just arriving at the Basha Divine Mountain.
“Elder Zhao, have you settled everything on your side?”
Zhao Nan Yue’s voice filled with laughter rang out.
“It has been taken care of, Black Hatchet has explained your matter clearly, and Lin Mo you are already free to enter and leave the Wanxiang Kingdom.”
Although he had already had some anticipation of this matter.
However, Lin Mo’s face still revealed a slight smile.
“Elder Zhao, so quickly the matter was taken care of, how did Black Hatchet’s side handle it?”
Zhao Nan Yue’s somewhat windy and easy tone came through as he blandly said.
“It’s dark, that black turtledove will …… have no money, right?”
Lin Mo was abruptly silent, and for a moment did not know how to speak.
How did Zhao Lao also have the mood to make jokes.
“Haha, you kid is still like this, we are now sitting on thirty percent of the a*sets of the Wanxiang Kingdom, they do not agree we will simply not pay.”
“Which commanding officer was forced to agree to our request.”
After some chatting, Lin Mo hung up the phone to bid farewell to the few people in You Li and quickly headed towards the Wanxiang Kingdom.
According to the previous news, his wife Xu Hanxia had appeared in the Wanxiang Kingdom.
As long as he arrived at the Wanxiang Country and launched a search, he would be able to find his wife quickly.
Lin Mo wanted to ask her in person what had happened.
Why did she leave him, and why did she leave without saying goodbye.
What was the matter that Xu Hanxia could not even face with herself as her husband.
Lin Mo’s eyes gradually hardened, Wanxiang Guo, he had come.