At this moment, Ling Mo had already figured it out. He glanced at Zhang She and suddenly smiled slightly.
"I think you're not really the type to willingly work for others... All you've done, isn't it all for yourself? Now you should also know, what I most want to know is. Whether you tell me or not, it's up to you. I'll give you one minute to think about it."
After speaking, he casually lit a cigarette. During this period, there really weren't many opportunities for Ling Mo to sit down and enjoy a smoke. But unexpectedly, when he finally felt like relaxing with a cigarette, it was in the lair of a Mother Zombie.
After deducing Wang Canmou's intentions, Ling Mo also felt an involuntary sense of excitement. It's just a guess, so it might not be right... But this sense of engagement in a strategic play with the opponent gave Ling Mo a thrill. He knew he couldn't afford to be wrong... and wasn't the other side thinking the same?
