Charles was alarmed by the sudden sense of oppression. He quickly recalled what leader Alex said when he came. He bit his teeth or bowed his head, and took the initiative to apologize, "sorry, sir, we were reckless."


    Yu Lan, who was still racking his brains to think about how to appease Mo Wen, was stunned. He didn''t expect that Charles should know current affairs so well.


    Gail, who stood by, looked at Charles incredulously and didn''t know what to say.


    Charles is a steady man, but he attaches great importance to his dignity. He should not have a good face for those who haven''t seen them. Who thought he would take the initiative to apologize to Mo Wen?


    The stagnant atmosphere in the room was slightly relaxed, and breathing was no longer as difficult as it had just been.


    Drunk without night, he breathed in a low voice and sat by the window watching the big play.


    The ink man who was going to cover Yu''s blue eyes and do something to Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyes and said with a smile, "unfortunately... The bullet just now still scares me."


    Panic? The bullets are gone, okay?!


    Gail looked at Mo Wen unbelievably. He just felt that this guy was really unreasonable. He was arrogant first. Charles apologized now. Did he dare to be rampant here?


    Just thinking so angrily in his heart, Gail is not a brainless person. He has no half strength on his legs and is not qualified to challenge ink at all.


    Charles was also in a dilemma at the moment. Meeting Mo Wen was originally planned, but the plan did not include angering Mo Wen.


    But if he did anything to hurt Gail in order to appease Mo Wen, he would never do it. First of all, Gail was an ordinary man, and he didn''t do it ruthlessly.


    "What are you going to do?" Charles clenched his teeth.


    "How to do it."


    Mo Wen gently buckled the armrest of the chair and slightly lowered his eyelids. He seemed to be thinking very seriously.


    However, the drunk night who is familiar with the routine of Mo Wen knows that this guy must not think of anything good at the moment.


    "So." after about five minutes, Mo Wen said leisurely, "before this gentleman shot my wife, it should be fair for me to shoot him."


    Fair shit!


    Charles knows the strength gap between Mervyn and Gail. If he shoots Gail, where will Gail live?


    The corner of his forehead jumped hard. Charles clenched his teeth and his thoughts fluctuated. He seemed to change the topic casually and said, "Sir, my name is Charles. I don''t know your name yet."


    Change the subject?


    Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and leaned against the back of the chair behind him. "Mo Wen."


    "Mr. mo." knowing the name of Mo Wen, Charles was relieved and his voice became more and more low. "I sincerely apologize for my previous rudeness. I''m still here because your subordinates follow your meaning and hope to keep up with our team."


    He paused. Seeing that the expression on Mo Wen''s face had not changed at all, he couldn''t help a slight click in his heart.


    There was no abnormality on his face. He continued with a hard head, "I also hope that a strong person like you can join our team. I hope we can sit down and seriously talk about the next things."


    Listening to Charles'' very reasonable words, Mo Wen held his chin in one hand and gently stroked Yu Lan''s back in the other hand. He smiled at him and said, "you''re right. I have a crush on your team."


    Before Charles could breathe a sigh of relief, he turned his words, restrained a gentle smile and provocatively bent his mouth, "but I just want your truck that can open the way, as for the others..."


    His eyes swept over Charles and Gail. He smiled low and said, "it doesn''t matter whether you want it or not."