At this time, Wang Mian was like a New Year pig waiting to be slaughtered. Her whole body was tied tightly, and her mouth kept whimpering, as if she was the last stubbornness towards the world.

But what's interesting is that when he saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was not someone else, but Mo Wentian, he stopped struggling.

I don’t know whether this is a surrender to fate or whether I know that Mo Wentian will not kill him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Wentian waved his hand and asked the strong men carrying Wang Mian into the box to close the door and leave. He squatted in front of Wang Mian and took out the rag from his mouth.

"Tell me, what have you found?"

Logically speaking, although Wang Mian is an ordinary person, he has also undergone strict Icp training and naturally has a certain resistance to various tortures.

But, Mo Wentian just asked so lightly, and Wang Mian told the truth directly.

"I'm currently in the temple, the people in the Li Temple colluded with the Li Group and are preparing to attack Carol during today's competitive competition!"

Mo Wentian ignored this and just nodded and said, "How did you show it?"

"When the high-speed rail kidnapping case was a case, we caught a living person. The other party had already asked for confession and admitted that he was from the Qishen Temple, but he didn't know the follow-up mission, he went to kidnap Li Zihao.

Li Zihao is Li Yanjun's favorite son, so he kidnapped him, naturally to blackmail Li Yanjun."

Mo Wentian smiled and said, "Just rely on this?"

"Of course not." Wang Mian's thoughts were very clear at this moment, and he answered serenely: "It was a coincidence that these two kidnappers appeared in the arena again today, and they slipped in under the noses of the security personnel of the Li Group.

After that, the whereabouts of the two were revealed. Li Yanjun arrested them in a short time, but did not hand them over to our Icpc, but instead asked his own subordinates to be in charge of the guard. I happened to receive the news that the people from the Li Group had just hid them in the underground parking lot.

I contacted Li Yanjun suddenly left our surveillance and went to the office last night..."

Wang Mian smiled slightly: "I suspect that although the Qishen Temple failed to kidnap Li Zihao, I found other means to threaten Li Yanjun. I'm afraid Li Yanjun was the one who went to see Qishen Temple last night?"

After the words came to an end, Mo Wentian nodded with some relief, and gently stroked Wang Mian's body with his fingertips, cutting off all the ropes on him.

"It's worthy of being someone who has followed me before, and the analysis is pretty good."

Wang Mian got up from the ground, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and smiled and said, "It was all well taught by the Chairman."

Mo Wentian waved his hand: "I have said it many times. I have stepped down. It's not appropriate to call it like this."

"Suitable, suitable..." Wang Mian's little eyes flashed with a flattering light, and she said repeatedly: "The new chairman has not been selected for a day, and you are our eternal chairman!"

Mo Wentian smiled: "So, are you interested in sitting in that position?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mian was stunned. He felt like a fire was burning in his throat, his mouth was so dry that he couldn't say a word.

Fortunately, Mo Wentian shook his head again: "Forget it, you don't have enough qualifications, and your overall view is still a bit worse."

Wang Mian let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly: "Please teach me the chairman."

Mo Wentian hunched over and walked slowly to the front of the VIp box, overlooking the jubilant red ocean under him, his eyes becoming extremely far-reaching.

"Although the people in the Qishen Temple are a group of madmen, what they do is ultimately beneficial to China. If there must be a most orthodox inheritor of the Vulcan God in this world, of course, I will be like them, and I hope it is Wang Xi."

Wang Mian didn't know how to answer this sentence, so he had to keep the silence he deserved.

However, Mo Wentian suddenly changed his mind: "Of course, they have done a little too much this time, so after knowing their plan in advance, I sent someone to send Carol away. I did this just to hope not to alert the enemy for the time being, you are fine..."

Wang Mian's mind was spinning very fast, and she vaguely understood why Carol suddenly ran into the men's toilet in the public area.

It seems that it was the chairman's method.

"Since the chairman has learned about the plan of Qishen Temple in advance, why not remind Li Yanjun?"

Hearing Wang Mian’s question, Mo Wentian couldn’t help but chuckled: “Li’s development is too fast and too fierce. This is not a good thing, and it’s time to put it down.”

After he finished speaking, Wang Mian suddenly felt a little cold on his back.

It can be foreseen that by the end of today's competitive competition, the Li Group will probably be in trouble.

But Li Yanjun must have never imagined that everything he did, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      �

These words are not temptations.

But it means more or less questioning.

Wang Mian wanted to tell Mo Wentian that because he did nothing, he almost implicated the innocent and ruined his life.

But he didn't expect that after hearing Liangshan's name, Mo Wentian suddenly sighed.

"Liangshan... Of course I know him. Over the years, he is one of the few people who can't see the details clearly. How did he survive under Carroll's hands?"

So Wang Mian's whole mind went down...

When saying this, Mo Wentian looked down at the young man who was shaking the flag and shouting for Wang Xi.

At this same time, on the other side of the competition platform, a cold gaze also crossed the crowd and locked on Liangshan's face.

"I want him to die without a complete body before we leave China tomorrow morning."

"yes."

Several golden and blue-eyed foreigners took the order and left, while Carroll took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked slowly towards the platform.

"Next, please invite our challenger today to the stage. She is the inheritor of the Western Vulcan God Hephaestus! S-level powerhouse! Ka-Lo-L-"

The host's words obviously meant to suppress Carroll's limelight. I wonder if they were instructed by the organizer.

And the audience is really cooperative.

It is different from when Wang Xi appeared. Although Carroll is a player with excellent appearance, figure and strength, today it is the home court of China, so only a sparse applause and some uneven inverted color sounds were welcomed.

Among them, the roar that broke the sound was the most eye-catching.

Liangshan took out a higher enthusiasm than before, jumped up from the chair, shouting: "Trump! Get back! Wang Xi will win!"

Yang Huaixian was startled and his evaluation of Liangshan reached a higher level.

"Don't talk about anything else, at least this kid is really not afraid of death..."
Chapter completed!