All under heaven bustled for profit; all under heaven clamored for gain!
Chen Mo was no different. If he had not seen the Flame Gold, he would not have said a word and would have simply turned around and left. As for saving people, that was not something he wanted to do.
Besides, there was really no need to save a girl foolish enough to be tricked into coming here. Such a stupid woman was better off not being saved.
But now, Chen Mo had a reason he could not avoid saving her: Flame Gold.
The man wore a kind, approachable expression, with a smile clearly forced onto his face. If he had not still been holding a gun, he might have seemed even more friendly.
A Lian, standing opposite him, was trembling all over, her face filled with terror. She had originally intended to show off her green tea charms, but one bullet had completely crushed that impulse.
Green tea tactics were what she excelled at, but they only worked on men like Zhao Ning. Only simps would like what she said and care about her affairs.
Real men would not.
Powerful men, or men with authority, naturally saw themselves as the center of everything. Their minds were also clear enough to distinguish green tea from red tea.
So for the moment, A Lian did not dare make any move.
Enduring the pain, she waited for Zhao Ning to bandage her arm, then prepared to quietly put some distance between herself and Chen Mo. Zhao Ning caught the meaning in her eyes and naturally guessed her intent. He quietly nodded and cooperatively blocked Chen Mo's line of sight.
Unfortunately, none of those actions could escape Chen Mo's Spiritual Sense. He saw everything clearly.
So Chen Mo grabbed Zhao Ning