"I didn't see his face clearly, he's in the house!"

Lu Jiefang took a big step and a steamed bun fell down. He caught it skillfully and stuffed it into his collar.

"grass!"

Lu Yuanchao cursed because two of his steamed buns fell off.

He stuffed it back in place, straightened the pillow, and asked impatiently, "What on earth do you want to do by staying here every day? You might as well just kill a few monkeys!"

"That's right. We can't kill the monkey, and we have to travel all the way here. What a waste of time!"

Cui Xiongwei was also very dissatisfied. If Mo Jinsong hadn't stopped him, he would have killed at least three monkeys.

Although Lu Jiefang didn't say anything, Lu Yuanchao's meaning was his meaning. The three of them looked at Mo Jinsong with dissatisfaction. If he still made excuses today, they would do it alone.

Anyway, they have some leverage over Mo Fox, so they are not afraid that he will report it.

Mo Jinsong took out a stack of money from his pocket, all local banknotes.

"Hold on for a few more days, it will soon be over. We have persisted for so long, and victory will soon be upon us. Do you really want to give up?"

While Mo Jinsong was trying to persuade him earnestly, he put the money on the table. The colorful money was shining with charming light and was very beautiful.

The three of them felt a little dry in their throats. With so much money, they could buy a lot of meat.

"Where did you get so much money?" the three asked in unison.

When Mo Jinsong came, he didn't have so much money on him. He wouldn't rob a bank, right?

"I did some small business with the people here. Did you bring the croton I asked you to buy?"

Mo Jinsong explained lightly and asked them to take out the croton seeds.

"I brought it. Ten kilograms of croton. All the croton in the pharmacy in town is here!"

Lu Jiefang took out a large bag of croton seeds from the basket, which Mo Jinsong had asked them to buy.

"Ten pounds of croton can kill an elephant. You don't want to poison their commander, do you?" Cui Xiongwei asked curiously.

"Sir, we don't need so many croton seeds. Do you want to poison the leaders from various countries who come to observe?" Lu Yuanchao had wild thoughts and his eyes turned into admiration when he looked at Mo Jinsong.

If Mo Jinsong really poisoned those visiting leaders, he would call this guy a vixen from now on!

A thousand-year-old fox must have become a spirit to be so powerful!

"Shut up!"

Lu Jiefang kicked his feet alone, feeling too tired to talk.

Even if Mo Jinsong is a fox spirit who has lived for thousands of years, he does not have the ability to poison leaders of various countries. Do you really think that the soldiers of Sindhu are vegetarians?

"I'm not that capable. You think too highly of me!"

Mo Jinsong smiled. He just wanted to give some croton seeds to all the people participating in the exercise to make them have diarrhea!

Especially for the soldiers performing in the exercises, it must be very exciting to see them suddenly run out of breath during the performance, in front of leaders from various countries and international journalists.

His method is a bit despicable, but it doesn't matter if it is used against the enemy, as long as the result is good.

Although he had a bad relationship with his father, he agreed with his father's words -

"If I can drive the enemy out of my home, what does it matter if I become a demon?"

He is not as selfless as his father. The purpose of everything he does is to climb to a high position. Of course, he also has a bottom line, which is that he will never betray his motherland.

First, he is Chinese, so he must be patriotic.

Second, only with the support of the motherland can he climb to the highest position.

None of those who betrayed their motherland and went abroad had a good ending. To put it bluntly, no one likes a traitor, including the enemy.

If someone can betray once, he can betray a second time. No country will give up power to a traitor. At most, he will be fed and well-fed. For some people, living a life without worries about food and clothing may be a good ending.

But he couldn't do that. He was too ambitious. He wanted to climb to the highest position and look down on everyone. It would be better for him to die early than to live a life of mediocrity.

"Can you tell us what you want to do?" Lu Jiefang asked directly.

Lu Yuanchao and Cui Xiongwei nodded vigorously.

"You can't keep your mouth shut!"

Mo Jinsong told the truth that this matter was too risky and he didn't trust anyone.

My father once said, when you want to do something big, don’t tell anyone and keep it secret in your heart, otherwise you will fail!

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Who wants to hear it?"

The three of them snorted in unison, showing disdain, but they were very curious in their hearts. What on earth did this fox want to do?

"Help me pound these crotons!"

Mo Jinsong ordered them to work. Crushing ten kilograms of croton seeds was a big job, and he was unwilling to do it.

"We still have to go back, we won't do it!"

The three of them refused in unison.

"You don't have to go back these few days. Let's go back together after we finish our work."

Mo Jinsong said slowly that he certainly did not come here on his own, he had consulted with his superiors, otherwise he would not have so much funding for the activities.

"If you don't reply we will be punished!"

The three men refused to agree. The punishment for leaving the military area without permission was severe and they didn't want to be punished.

"No, I told the higher-ups!"

Mo Jinsong stuffed ten kilograms of croton seeds into their hands, along with three mortars, and said with a gentle smile, "Go to work!"

The three of them blinked, their minds a little confused, and they pounded the medicine obediently.

Lu Jiefang was the first to react. He slapped his forehead and said to himself, "Is Mo Huli on official business?"

"What business? Didn't he sneak out?"

Lu Yuanchao was pounding medicine with a bang and responding to what his brother said.

"Yes, he sneaked in with us."

Cui Xiongwei didn't react either.

Lu Jiefang sighed tiredly and explained, "Mo Fox said that if we don't go back, we won't be punished. He has already made arrangements with the higher-ups. Besides, he has been here for such a long time. He is the political commissar. Nothing has happened. He must have come here with a mission."

"Yeah, brother, you are so smart!"

Lu Yuanchao finally understood and looked at his brother in worship.

"Just a little smarter than me."

Cui Xiongwei was not quite convinced, but he was a pragmatic man and would not say anything against his will.

"My brain is only slightly worse than that of my sister-in-law!"

Lu Jiefang hummed complacently and patted his head with a crisp sound.

“That’s right!”

Lu Yuanchao is the best supporting actor and also his brother's little fanboy.

Cui Xiongwei curled his lips and pounded the medicine angrily.

Mo Jinsong, who was outside the house, couldn't help laughing as he listened to the conversation between the three people. At least he was not so stupid as to be beyond redemption.

His original plan was actually to steal the new weapons from the Kingdom of Sindhu, but after talking to his leader, it was rejected.

The leader felt that it was too dangerous and that it would be easy to be caught by the Kingdom of Sindhu, which would leave evidence and cause disputes between the two countries. Now China is worried both inside and outside the country and it is not appropriate to start a war. The relationship with the Kingdom of Sindhu should be mainly stable.

Mo Jinsong thought about it carefully and felt that his leader's concerns were justified, so he came up with this dirty trick. He had already hooked up with the merchants who supplied the troops. As long as he mixed croton powder into the seasoning, he could make the soldiers have diarrhea without anyone noticing.

People here like to add all kinds of seasonings when cooking, and they put in a lot of them, which makes it convenient for him to do things. Even if the Kingdom of Sindhu suspects that it was done by China, it can't produce any evidence and can only swallow the loss.

[There are some minor bugs in these three pictures, probably because the computer is also suffering from jet lag. The originally scheduled chapters were the ones that had been revised, but the ones that were sent out were not revised. Now I have fixed it. I wrote these three pictures on the plane. The author has worked so hard, can you give me some free gifts?]