Donât be fooled by Hong Chenle and Abrahamâs sweet talk about "mercenary brothers" and their warm welcomes.
Theyâre just under a lot of pressure from the wolvesâ attack and donât want any more trouble, so they use generous gifts to temporarily appease the mercenaries.
Once they really deal with the wolves and regain their strength, whether theyâll show a different face is hard to say.
After all, fringe groups and mercenaries have never been aligned, so why share a cake they could have all to themselves?
But even if they can see through it, it seems like the mercenaries donât have a better choice.
The other side gave real gold and silver, not to mention.
Truly getting involved and causing trouble, angering Crowâs Nest and Ashen Gang, would be a lose-lose situation with no benefits.
After all, no matter how you slice it, Crowâs Nest and Ashen Gang are old organizations with consistent styles and predictable actions.
Wolf Attack, this new group, has too little known intelligence and unpredictable actions; itâs hard to figure out their background.
If Wolf Attack really has the ability to kick out Crowâs Nest and Ashen Gang and rise to control the entire frontier, is that a good thing for mercenaries? Not necessarily.
Staying out of it, helping neither side, seems like the best choice.
Gradually, each mercenary corps leader reached such a conclusion in their hearts.
Seeing everyoneâs expressions, Abraham roughly understood and smiled, "It seems like we..."
He was halfway through his sentence when Su Mo suddenly interrupted, "The helpers you Ashen Gang and Crowâs Nest found are the âKing of Mercenariesâ Zhou Hanyan, right?"
Su Moâs words brought a few seconds of silence.
Though who the Ashen Gang finds as helpers isnât the concern of those present, they were still very curious.
However, Abraham clearly had no intention of disclosing it, smiling and using officialese, "Iâm afraid this is inconvenient to disclose, maybe it is, maybe it isnât."
Su Mo shrugged, "If it isnât then pretend I didnât say it. But if itâs truly Zhou Hanyan, Iâm very curious, as all the prosthetics on him are âFearless Level,â so he shouldnât have an advantage against the Wolf King, right? Did he think of some other good solution?"
Abrahamâs words were still watertight, "Director Su is a bit presumptive, why assume we invited Zhou Hanyan? Ashen Gang has been established for over fifty years, lacking in other things, but connections we have plenty."
"If youâre really interested in this matter, Director Su, why not bring the Edge to join the cooperation? Then we can disclose everything."
Su Mo casually laughed, "I donât have the guts for that, if the Wolf King knocks on my door, Iâd die young. Iâm just purely curious about your plan, just want to broaden my horizons."
Lucifer squinted his eyes and said meaningfully, "Su, why do I feel like youâre fishing for information?"
Su Mo, "What would I do with the information? Could it be to report to Wolf Attack? You donât think I have any dealings with those lunatics, do you?"
Lucifer, "I believe you donât have dealings with Wolf Attack, Iâve specifically asked my dad, he said thereâs none so thereâs none."
"But all along, not just me, the intelligence personnel under my father always felt you were a bit off, because you have very odd information channels."
Speaking here, his expression and tone turned sinister, "Let me ask you one thing, how did you know the hiding place of Muto Dongyingâs family?"
This sentence immediately plunged the surroundings into a dead silence, all sounds vanished, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
Even the polite smile on the faces of Hong Chenle and Abraham disappeared, as they deeply watched Su Mo.
Luciferâs sneer shattered the dead silence, "That piece of information was only known by Muto Dongying himself, and the former leader of Crowâs Nest, Hong Quansheng, never leaked it, even the intelligence personnel under my dad didnât know."
"At that time you were just a newbie mercenary without strength or connections, yet your news was more informed than Hegemony Companyâs intelligence department?"
"Tell us, where did your intelligence come from? What hidden secrets do you have?"
Su Mo and Lucifer stared at each other, the atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.
Hong Chenleâs face was expressionless, his tone flat but oppressive, "Tell us, Director Su, where did your intelligence come from?"
The Xinghai Cinema hostage incident was a large-scale event that affected New Crescent City, and the mercenary corps leaders present had all witnessed Su Moâs "feat," with the same questions swirling in their minds.
They all watched Su Mo with deep, unassuming gazes.
The air was like cement, murky and suffocating.
Silence.
A deadly silence.
Just as Su Mo and Lucifer were staring at each other...
His phone screen suddenly lit up with a message.
Qi Ling, the little monster: [Look across]
Su Mo caught sight of it and was taken aback.
Look across?
He instinctively looked.
Across from him sat Lucifer.
And in the corner behind Lucifer, there was a row of service robots in standby mode.
One of the robots suddenly activated, facing Su Mo, with the symbol [QwQ] displayed on its screen.
Su Mo was startled, and under his stupefied gaze, the little robot silently left the room.
A moment later, it returned, holding an oversized cream cake on its robotic arm.
Lucifer saw Su Mo frozen there not speaking, thinking he was stumped, sneered, "Oh? Looks like Director Su is hiding something deep. Hong Chenle, Abraham, you all better be careful with someone like him..."
Lucifer was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed a little robot come over.
He looked at the oversized cream cake in the robotâs hands and asked displeased, "Who ordered the cake? I hate cream the most."
The robotâs display screen:
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"Smack!" Its robotic arm swung violently, smashing the cream cake onto Luciferâs face.
Everyone was instantly stunned.
Lucifer had a face full of cake, white cream everywhere, with a little red hat he could directly cosplay as Santa Claus.
The sudden incident left him frozen, unable to react for a moment.
The people around were also dumbfounded, staring at the cream-covered Lucifer.
The scene fell into a dead silence for a few seconds.
"Click." Su Mo unethically picked up his phone and took an embarrassing photo of Lucifer.
Finally, Lucifer came back to his senses and roared in a rage, "M*therf*cker!" kicking out hard.
"Bang!" The little robot was heavily smashed against the wall and paralyzed.
Lucifer rushed over, smashing the little robot into scrap metal, and continued venting by beating up the row of standby robots.
The restaurant waiter soon rushed over after hearing the commotion, hurriedly trying to calm Lucifer, "Sir, please calm down."
Lucifer wiped the cream off his face, grabbed the waiterâs collar, and cursed, "Who did it?! *Civilization Crescent* asked you who did it?! Who controlled the robot to mess with me? Tell them to get out here!"
The waiter looked baffled, "Robot? P-possibly a system malfunction! Sir, Dragon Gate Restaurant will cover your garment cleaning fees, todayâs bill can also be discounted."
Lucifer pushed him away, "Screw you! Does it look like I care about the money?!"
Lucifer looked back at everyone, except Abraham and Hong Chenle who looked troubled, the rest were smirking.
He was so angry his face twisted, he didnât want to stay with cream on his face any longer, so he threw out a harsh threat, "You all laughing, just you wait."
With that, he left in a huff.
The sudden cake-in-the-face broke the previous tense atmosphere, and with Lucifer gone, the remaining leaders didnât linger long and got up to leave.
Before leaving, Su Mo approached Hong Chenle, leaning towards his ear, "Boss Hong, want to know the story behind Muto Dongyingâs whereabouts?"
Hong Chenle looked serious, ears perked, holding his breath to listen.
Su Mo slowly opened his mouth, speaking seriously...
"Take a guess."
With that, he patted Hong Chenleâs shoulder and whistled away.
Watching Su Moâs departing figure, Hong Chenle couldnât help but twitch his face.