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"Demon Eye" is right; encountering "Evil Eye" and "Overlord" can be troublesome. When facing a "Lord" whose strength surpasses both of them, it might be difficult to handle. And above this "Lord," there is the ultimate "Oss Eternity," whose true power is unknown. However, this person must possess some means to command others, making their strength formidable.
"From your appearance, it seems you've already crossed paths with them?" "Demon Eye" looked at "Mo Ming," who wore a troubled expression, and chuckled, "Well, you're still sitting here in front of me, so that means you're fine. What was the outcome? Who did you encounter?"
"Stop asking so many questions and tell me what else you know," "Mo Ming" said in a serious tone.
"Alright, let's continue," "Demon Eye" replied with a stern face. "Beneath 'Lord,' 'Evil Eye,' and 'Overlord,' there are still many powerful individuals. Compared to those three, they don't count as experts. I won't list them all, but I can give you an overview of the distribution of the 'Dark Order' forces."
"Mo Ming" nodded and patiently listened as "Demon Eye" spoke about the distribution of over fifty 'Dark Order' factions around the world. After finishing, he paused to take a sip of his drink and said, "That's all I know. If this information isn't important, then you might as well kill me!"
"This information is extremely important to me; it helps me identify who my enemies are. Even if I have to deal with them, it will be much easier," "Mo Ming" replied. His memory was excellent; he had already committed the details about the 'Dark Order' distribution to memory.
This included factions like 'Hong Gang' in his country, the 'Mafia' in America, the 'K Alliance' in Europe, and the 'Evil Fang Mercenary Corps' in Africa, among others. "Mo Ming" was already aware of these groups; now that "Demon Eye" mentioned them, he knew that what "Demon Eye" said was true and not mere nonsense.
This information was crucial. The fact that "Demon Eye" was aware of it indicated that "The Seer" was indeed not just a name; they had stolen quite a bit of data. "Mo Ming" contemplated how to make "Demon Eye" work for him.
"Alright, I've eaten and drunk enough; now I'm planning to find a few ladies to keep me company for the night," "Demon Eye" said with a lewd grin as he rubbed his hands together. "This month's expenses are on you, including any service charges I incur."
"That's no problem at all," "Mo Ming" replied with a sinister smile. His expression easily conveyed a strong sense of conspiracy. This made "Demon Eye" wary; he frowned and asked, "What are you scheming? Stop grinning like that; it's unsettling!"
"You are indeed a rare talent," "Mo Ming" said, stopping his laughter and speaking ambiguously.
"Demon Eye" proudly declared, "I am indeed talented; I don't need you to tell me that..." But then he thought better of it and looked at "Mo Ming," asking, "What do you mean by that?"
"I like to associate with talented individuals. So, 'Demon Eye,' are you interested in working for me?" "Mo Ming" observed the changes in "Demon Eye's" expression and quickly added before he could refuse, "Don't worry; I have money and won't shortchange you!"
"No way!" "Demon Eye" shook his head defiantly. "I know you have money, but I also need my life to spend it. You don't need to say it; I know you're going against the 'Dark Order.' That's comparable to challenging an entire nation! Asking me to help you fight them is like asking for death!"
"The ancient dynasties were toppled; what more for the 'Dark Order,' which is a shadowy organization? If we could gather evidence against their crimes, when several major countries take action, do you think the 'Dark Order' could withstand them?" "Mo Ming" twirled his drink in his glass and smiled lightly as he continued, "'Demon Eye,' think carefully—after all you've shared with me today, if the people from the 'Dark Order' find out about it, I believe you'll be in serious trouble."
"Damn it! You're being unfair! Are you trying to force me into this?" "Demon Eye" lamented with a gloomy face. "You're pushing me into a corner! The 'Dark Order' is deeply entrenched; anyone who goes against them is just throwing themselves against a rock!"
"What are you afraid of? If you don’t say anything and I don’t say anything, who would know you're 'The Seer'? I can guarantee your safety while ensuring you live comfortably—but you'll need to help me gather more information about the 'Dark Order,'" "Mo Ming" took a sip from his glass and set it down with a smile. “Think carefully: will you be my friend or my enemy?”
"Aren't you worried I'll sell your information to the 'Dark Order'?" "Demon Eye" furrowed his brow and asked cautiously.
Mo Ming shrugged and smiled, "You're a smart person. If you sell me out, I might die, but so will you. You should understand the principle that when the cunning rabbit dies, the hound gets cooked. You've betrayed the Dark Order before, and if you betray me again, do you think the Dark Order will trust you?"
"I didn't realize it; you're much more ruthless than I imagined. It seems like this is a banquet of treachery!" Demon Eye took a deep breath and sipped some strong liquor. "Let me think about this for a month."
"That's fine. Give me your answer within a month, and I'll arrange a safe place for you!" Mo Ming agreed without hesitation. He knew that Demon Eye was a clever man who wouldn't dare to play any tricks because he understood the consequences of running away—being hunted down.
Demon Eye also despised the life of being chased by all factions. He wanted to live a stable life, and now Mo Ming seemed to offer him an olive branch or perhaps a noose; if he made any mistakes, that olive branch could turn into a noose. He needed to think carefully, which is why he asked Mo Ming for a month to consider.
"Now that I've agreed, can you arrange for me some ladies?" Demon Eye rubbed his hands together eagerly, as if he could already see several beautiful women waving at him.
Mo Ming smiled slightly and nodded, "Sure, you can handle this matter. All expenses will be charged to me, and I will settle it for you after a month."
"I like your attitude. I'll give you an answer within this month!" Demon Eye nodded in satisfaction.
Mo Ming had Li Xiulan arrange a room for Demon Eye and instructed her to keep his whereabouts confidential because there might still be members of the Dark Order in Nanhua City. If they found out that he had captured such a valuable asset as Demon Eye, they would surely attempt to assassinate him. Mo Ming was also considering Demon Eye's safety.
Seeing Mo Ming trust her so much, Li Xiulan expressed her delight and assured him that she would keep it under wraps. Mo Ming had complete faith in Li Xiulan and did not say much more before leaving the Phoenix Grand Hotel.
At this point, Poisonous Peak must have contacted Crocodile. After resolving matters with Demon Eye, Mo Ming headed straight to see his long-lost brother Crocodile. Upon arriving at the headquarters of Little Green Society, he immediately spotted Wu Zhenning and Julie, whom he had sent away before.
Wu Zhenning had changed significantly; his face was covered in stubble, making him look like an uncle. Mo Ming knew that he had been tempered by Slim Bone and others, smoothing out his youthful edges.
When Wu Zhenning saw Mo Ming, he was overwhelmed with emotion and nearly knelt down. He grasped Mo Ming's hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Mo Ming... Boss, thank you! If I hadn't met you, my life would have probably been over!"
"Don't call me Boss; just call me Mo Ming. You're not that young anymore; in terms of age, you're actually older than me. No need to cry as soon as we meet," Mo Ming said with an easy smile. "How have things been over there?"
"Everything is good! Julie and I haven't had the chance to thank you yet. If it weren't for you sending me away and helping Julie with her illness, I would have spent my life in pain," Wu Zhenning replied excitedly but without shedding tears.
Julie's complexion looked rosy; it seemed her illness had been cured. She held Wu Zhenning's hand and said to Mo Ming, "Mo Ming, I've heard about Zhen Ning's situation. Thank you for everything you've done for us..."
Before Julie could continue speaking, Mo Ming interrupted her with a smile, "Alright, it's been so long since those events happened; there's no need to dwell on it. Zhen Ning is a good person; good people deserve good rewards. If it weren't for that scoundrel Cheng Siyuan back then, Zhen Ning wouldn't have had to leave Nanhua City in such a miserable state."
"Regardless of anything else, we will never forget your kindness," Wu Zhenning said with a smile at Mo Ming.
At that moment, a rough voice called out from nearby: "Haha, Boss! You're really not being considerate! You sent Toxic Jar to pick me up instead of coming yourself; I'm quite upset!"
The man speaking was burly, with arms thicker than Mo Ming's thighs. His fierce-looking face was currently adorned with a smile; this man was Crocodile, a sturdy fellow like his namesake.
“Crocodile, don’t be so ambiguous. I have no connection with you, so don’t let anyone misunderstand my sexual orientation!” Mo Ming replied humorously, stepping forward to embrace Crocodile and laughing, “I had some matters to attend to today and couldn’t pick you up; don’t hold it against me.”
“Oh, of course, Boss. You’ve always got a lot on your plate. I was just joking with you,” Crocodile said. Having lived in America for a while, his speech had taken on a bit of an American tone. His rough hand rested on Mo Ming’s shoulder; if it weren’t for Mo Ming’s solid build, he might have been knocked over.
“Enough chit-chat. Since the brothers are here, we must drink to our heart's content tonight. Later, I’ll go pick up your sisters-in-law so you can take a good look at your foreign ladies. Let’s compare and see whose wife is more stunning!” Mo Ming laughed heartily.
The brothers were particularly excited to see each other. Crocodile joined in the laughter, saying, “No need to compare! All my foreign ladies are married now; Crocodile is single!”
“Crocodile, you keep telling me this. Are you sure your kidneys are still functioning? If not, go see Toxic Jar; he might actually have some way to help you!” Mo Ming teased.
“Get lost! Boss, I’m as fierce as ever! I could take on five ladies at once without a problem. How about we have a contest in the restroom?” Crocodile laughed nonchalantly.
Mo Ming shook his head and said, “No thanks; I’m not into that.”
“Come on! You’re overthinking it! I just want to see who can aim and shoot farther!” Crocodile clapped Mo Ming on the shoulder, causing everyone nearby to burst into laughter at his words.
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