After Chen Mo finished speaking, he hung up directly. Some things only needed to be said once; there was no need to keep rambling. Now it depended on how the Special Affairs Administration chose to handle it. Would they try to deal with him, or would they simply let the matter of the Zhang and Wang Families go?
Chen Mo was rather looking forward to it. He wanted to see what choice the Special Affairs Administration would ultimately make.
Listening to the "beep, beep" from the phone, Ning Yongzhi felt a chill run through his heart. He truly had not expected Chen Mo to be so bold. But thinking about it, Chen Mo had never been short on courage.
Back in Kyoto, he had fought a Xiantian Master from the Liu Family and still escaped unscathed. That fellow clearly had guts. Besides, Chen Mo had caused no small amount of trouble in Kyoto. If not for the fact that he was already a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist and possessed exceptional medical skill, Ning Yongzhi probably would not have been able to protect him.
If the Liu Family had spoken up, the Special Affairs Administration might very well have refused to offend them for Chen Mo's sake and handed him over.
Fortunately, Chen Mo was not only formidable in combat but had also made tremendous contributions to the Special Affairs Administration. That meant that as long as the trouble Chen Mo caused did not cross the Administration's bottom line, they could protect him.
After all, this world was still one where the strongest fist held the most reason. If Chen Mo were a Xiantian Master, then even if he had killed someone from the Liu Family, the Special Affairs Administration would not have reacted much.
At that thought, Ning Yongzhi