Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 83 Mo Han
Just as Ming Hua was about to put the phone back into her pocket, the call from a stranger on the phone was changed to a text message.

Hello, Ms. Minghua, I am Mo Han. I have something about Jiang Chen. I have a cooperation and I want to talk to you. Please come to the dessert cafe in Huisheng Plaza at six o'clock in the evening.

Ming Hua frowned, she had never heard of the name Mo Han, but it was actually about the uncle Jiang Chen...

Is Mo Han from Jiang Sen's side?
Minghua tried to send a text message to inquire, and at the same time found through the dashboard of the car that it was almost five o'clock, which was just in time for Huisheng Plaza, and if he hesitated, he would be too late to catch up.

The other party responded quickly.

No, I'm not from Jiang Sen's side, but he is my customer.

Seeing the word "Customer", Ming Hua can temporarily confirm that he is a member of the Kulong Gang.

Without further ado, Ming Hua stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the central area where Huisheng Plaza is located. It is not clear why Mo Han came to him. As for the transaction...

The light and shadows were mottled on the face, the night was falling, and the dim street lights on the road were turned on one by one. Ming Hua stared at the front, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated. She faintly felt that this time was a little different. Why are there so many raiders?
Shi Xin one, Min Shang one, Jiang Yi one, the time bomb Qi Yuan, and the uncertain Lin Xi, Shen Jin, there are six in total.

There are more than ever before, and it is hard to distinguish if they are mixed together.

When Ming Hua drove to the parking lot of Huisheng Plaza, the huge clock at the top of the tallest shopping mall in the square was pointing to 50:[-].

When Ming Hua got out of the car, she saw the dessert cafe at a glance. She entered the door. The cafe was filled with a faint fragrance, melodious music echoed, and the decoration was classical and elegant.

The clerk came up to greet him and enthusiastically led the way, "Excuse me, is this Miss Ming?"

Ming Hua was a little surprised inside, but didn't show it, and nodded.

The other party smiled, "Mr. Mo is already waiting for you on the second floor, this way please."

Minghua followed the clerk step by step up to the second floor. The second floor was empty. The man sitting by the window heard the movement, turned his head, and faced Minghua's gaze, which was clear and indifferent. The man was just like his name said He was cold and handsome, fair-skinned, and dressed in a casual shirt, looking upright and polite.

[Host, I have met the target of this raid, Minghua. 】

[The information has been put into your backpack. 】

【Current Favorability: 0】

[Strength of Raiders: 0]

Mo Han heard the familiar system voice, and he maintained a calm demeanor. Judging from the situation just now, for a highly guarded person like Ming Hua, it is already a good thing that his favorability at the beginning is 0.

Ming Hua walked up to him, and the clerk bowed, "Mr. Mo, Miss Ming has already brought it."

"Okay, thank you." Mo Han smiled, alienated and indifferent, he glanced at Ming Hua who had just sat down, and asked, "Is there anything you want to drink?"

Mo Han stretched out his hand and handed over the menu.

Ming Hua took the menu, glanced at it, turned to the clerk and said, "Soda water, thank you."

The clerk nodded, said a few words, then turned and left immediately.

Ming Hua looked at Mo Han, and said straight to the point, "Mr. Mo, what is the deal you told me in the text message? Can you talk about it now?"

Mo Han's eyes were deep, pitch black as if there was no light at all, his voice was deep and low, "Yes."

Ming Hua took some time off to see what he had to say.

"A month ago, your second uncle, Jiang Sen, came to our leader, saying that he wanted to create an accident, and his brother Jiang Chen, who is now the leader of the Jiang family enterprise, died." Mo Han said carefully. Observe Ming Hua's expression carefully.

Who knew that Minghua didn't even bother to pretend to be surprised, and waited for Mo Han to continue talking as if I knew it a long time ago.

Mo Han's eyes turned, "Not only that, he also has your idea recently, you must have felt it too?"

Ming Hua nodded, if it wasn't for the fact that he was being watched closely recently, Uncle Ming probably wouldn't be so nervous.

(End of this chapter)