The sudden sense of oppression made Charles feel a big alarm. He quickly recalled what the leader Alex said when he came. He gritted his teeth or lowered his head, and took the initiative to apologize, "Sorry, this gentleman, we are reckless."

Yu Lan, who was racking her brains to think about how to comfort Mo Wen, was stunned. She didn't expect that Charles would be so sensible in the current affairs.

Gale, who was standing aside, looked at Charles in disbelief, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although Charles is a steady person, he attaches great importance to his dignity. He should not have a good face for those like Mo Wen who have never seen them directly. Who would have thought that 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 was just going down.

Zui Wuye exhaled in a low voice and sat by the window watching the big show.

Mo Wen, who was about to cover Yu Lan's eyes and did something to Charles, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyes and chuckled, "What a pity... the bullet just now still made me panic."

Fear? All the bullets were wiped out, okay?!

Gail looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, only to think that this guy is really unreasonable. He was originally arrogant. Charles apologized now and he dared to be rampant here?

But thinking so angrily, Gail is not a brainless person. He doesn't have any strength on his legs at this moment and has no right to challenge Mo Wen at all.

Charles is also in a dilemma now. Meeting Mo Wen was originally planned, but the plan did not include the anger of Mo Wen.

But if he does anything to hurt Gael in order to appease Mo Wen, he will definitely not be able to do it. Not to mention that Gael is his loyal person, even an ordinary person, he doesn't have the cruelty to do it.

"What do you do?" Charles gritted his teeth.

"What should I do?"

Mo Wen gently buckled the armrests of the chair and drooped his eyelids slightly, looking very serious and meditative.

However, Zui Wuye, who was familiar with Mo Wen's routine, knew that this guy must have not thought of anything good now.

"That's it." After about five minutes, Mo Wen said leisurely, "This gentleman fired a shot at my wife before, so it should be fair for me to shoot him."

Just be fair!

Charles knew the strength gap between Mowen and Gael. If he shot Gael, how could he survive?

After leaping hard on his forehead a few times, Charles gritted his teeth, his thoughts fluctuated in his heart, and he changed the topic casually, "My name is Charles, I don't know your name yet."

Change topic?

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

"Mr. Mo." After knowing Mo Wen's name, Charles felt relieved and his voice became more and more low. "I sincerely apologize for my previous rudeness. I came this time because your subordinates followed your wishes and hoped to keep up with our convoy."

He paused, and saw that Mo Wen's expression had not changed at all, and his heart couldn't help but skip a little.

He didn't look abnormal on his face, and he continued, "I also hope that a powerful person like you can join our fleet, and hope that we can sit down and talk about what's next."

Listening to Charles' very reasonable words, Mo Wen supported his chin with one hand and gently stroked Yu Lan's back with the other, and said to him with a smile, "You are right, I'm interested in your convoy."

Without waiting for Charles to breathe a sigh of relief, he changed his tone and curled his gentle smile, and bent the corners of his mouth provocatively, "But I just want your truck that can drive the road, as for the others..."
Chapter completed!