Chapter 310 Yaoben Base Crisis 4
"Pa pa pa——"
accompanied by the sound of high-fives, a gray-haired old man stood up on the black leather chair in the middle of the room with a dragon-headed cane.
He was thin and skinny, but his face was in a very good mental state.
"Miss Jiang, I've heard of your name for a long time!" The other party's sharp eyes paused on Jiang Yan's face.
Jiang Yan recognized him as the grandfather of Mo Jingsheng and Mo Shiyao, the man who was respected as Mr. Mo by Xue Miaomiao's people.
"Where is Mo Jingsheng?" She was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point.
It seemed that some important meeting was being held in the room at the moment. There was
an oval conference table, and Mr. Mo and a man in military uniform sat at the end.
On both sides sat seven or eight middle-aged men with stern faces and high spirits.
The seat next to the man in military uniform was empty.
The man in military uniform looked a bit like Mo Jingsheng. He should be Mo Jingsheng's brother, the deputy leader of Yaoben Base, Mo Shuaifeng.
Although the two looked similar, Mo Jingsheng was more handsome.
The man in front of him had a streak of gray hair on his forehead. When he looked at the backpack behind Jiang Yan, there was a hint of sinister greed in his eyes.
Hearing Jiang Yan's words, the old man smiled slightly, "Miss Jiang, you are really brave!"
"I also want to know where my grandson is? So, I invited Miss Jiang to come." After saying this, Mo Lao raised his hand and waved gently.
Han Cheng, who was standing beside Jiang Yan, bowed slightly and turned to go out.
"Oh, really?" Jiang Yan sneered and glanced casually at the room.
At a glance, she saw Mo Shiyao tied to a solid wood chair in the corner.
There was silver sealing tape on her mouth, and her eyes were red. The bottom of her eyes, which were full of pride and stubbornness in the past, was now full of resentment.
Jiang Yan frowned slightly and temporarily withdrew her gaze.
"Ms. Jiang, this seat is reserved for you alone." Mr. Mo pointed to the empty seat next to Mo Shuaifeng.
Jiang Yan put her hands in her pockets, walked forward a few steps, and said coldly: "I won't sit down, tell me if you have something to say."
Hua Bao took advantage of her walking forward to stretch out the vines again and search the room as a whole.
"Mom, there are four snipers lying in the four corners of the top of the room."
Jiang Yan: "."
"What about the others?" "
There are also ambushes behind the white plaster partition, and there are quite a few people."
Jiang Yan's eyebrows twisted slightly. The outside was originally a copper wall and iron wall, and the defense level in this room was so strong.
It seems that only extraordinary means can be used.
"My grandson disappeared for the future of the entire base and even the entire country. Now we want to revitalize the base, so there are some things that I want to ask Miss Jiang for help."
"Mr. Mo, you overestimate me. I'm just an ordinary weak woman." Jiang Yan refused mercilessly.
She wanted to see what the other party was planning.
"Miss Jiang, you are too modest." Mo Lao's eyes also paused on her backpack, and he smiled and said, "Our entire base will need Miss Jiang's help in the future!"
His words were very suggestive.
Jiang Yan pretended to be helpless and shrugged, "Sorry, I can't protect myself."
Seeing her refuse again, Mo Shuaifeng, who had been forbearing, stood up and said,
"Miss Jiang, now the world is frozen and sporadic natural disasters continue, and the base's supplies are also rapidly decreasing. For the future of the entire base, please consider the overall situation and donate generously!"
"Miss Jiang can shirk other things, but Miss Jiang, you won't say you don't have supplies, right?" Another imposing man beside him also stood up.
Jiang Yan glanced at a few people and said slowly, "Sorry, I really don't have any."
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