Within the Mu Group, the acting president Mu Feng, that is, Mu Han's father, rubbed his temples on both sides, and couldn't help but sigh sadly, Zhao had already been exhausted by the blows in the past few days, and he had the help of his son Mu Han, but now, Mu Han was nowhere to be found for the girl named Qin Xue, and the Mu Group was also besieged by inexplicable forces, and now it is crumbling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mu Feng was still worried about his son's safety, and when he didn't find that there was another person in his office observing him, when Mu Feng wanted to deal with the documents in front of him again, he finally found that there was a black-robed man standing next to him at some point.

"Who are you, how did you come to my office" Mu Feng couldn't help but exclaim, "You were sent by that person."

When Ji Feng heard Mu Feng say this, he knew that he really knew some inside information, and he couldn't help but be a little happy.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you, I want to know about your son Mu Han's girlfriend Qin Xue," Ji Feng whispered in a low voice in the black robe.

"So that's the case," Mu Feng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I didn't approve of Mu Han's marriage with that unknown woman for a long time, and sure enough, something happened, what a disaster," Mu Feng sighed.

"Pay attention to your words" Ji Feng was a little angry, and couldn't help but use his death power to knock Mu Feng against the wall, making Mu Feng cry out in pain.

"Sir, I have something to say, I'm really sorry, I also love my son," Mu Feng hurriedly said, "You must know that my son disappeared just to go to this woman," Mu Feng explained.

Hearing this, Ji Feng didn't pursue Mu Feng's faults, "Say, tell me everything you know, don't leave anything out, especially about Qin Xue" Ji Feng ordered, he really didn't have a good impression of this Mu Han.

"Okay, good" Mu Feng wiped the sweat on his face and said, "I don't know the specifics, only a little clue seems to be a character from the capital, I don't know what he is here for, in short, one day my son received a call from Qin Xue, so he hurriedly went out, and never came back."

"That's all you know," Monsoon asked.

"Sir, you also know, I'm just such a son, can you not check his whereabouts" Mu Feng said.

"Then what did you find?" asked Monsoon.

At this time, Mu Feng was silent.

"Didn't you find out?"

"Hey, although it's a bit rewarding, it's no different from nothing," Mu Feng said.

"Tell me, what have you found?" asked Monsoon eagerly.

"I only know that person is from the capital and has the surname Nangong, but when I checked it again, it was as if I was blocked by something, and I couldn't find anything," Mu Feng said.

"Yes, with your Mu's strength, can't you find out?"

"Hey" Mu Feng sighed, "How can I say that the Mu clan is also one of the largest groups in China, but now you have seen it, just because of this incident, I was attacked by unknown forces, and my subordinates died unknown, and even the company wants me to go into battle in person now, so I know how terrible the other party's forces are" Mu Feng said.

"Yes, it seems that the other party is very big," Monsoon felt a little interested.

"It's huge, it's a behemoth."

"In my eyes, they are all ants" Monsoon's domineering voice came from under the cloak, "Don't you have any other clues"

Mu Feng shook his head...

"It seems that it's time for me to leave for the capital," Ji Feng said softly, "Take this," Ji Feng threw a bead of death power to Mu Feng.

"What is this?"

"Something that will save your life," Monsoon said.

"Thank you, sir," Mu Feng thanked, and when he looked up again, Ji Feng had already disappeared, "What a strange person," Mu Feng said.

When the monsoon reappeared, it was standing in the alley next to Tiananmen Square that he was just changing his clothes, a black suit transformed by the robe of the god of death with a remarkable and luxurious momentum, coupled with the temperament brought by the memory of the god of death inherited by the monsoon, and he was alive and well as the noble son of a noble hermit family.

Monsoon didn't know what to do in the face of the unfamiliar capital in his heart, he only had one surname, Dongfang, but the sea of people was vast, and he was just a half-hung god of death was not the god of death at the peak of the world that could see all worlds, the capital was full of people, where to find it.

There is no way, there is only a stupid way, I searched everywhere, just like that, the monsoon began the journey to find someone, not that the monsoon did not use space to explore, but it just couldn't find Qin Xue's trace.

After three days like this, Monsoon used his power to invade the memories of a person who seemed to have an identity, and turned his identity into a distant relative of that person, even if someone wanted to doubt it, Monsoon directly modified the memories of those people, which couldn't be simpler for the god of death who played with the soul.

If there is no money, Monsoon has to turn into a god of death, you must know that the capital's words are very deep, and there are even more ruthless people, but Monsoon has killed a lot of people, read memories, and get all the money of that person.

In just three days, Monsoon really found a clue, and it was lucky, after Monsoon eliminated a bastard, he explored his memories in order to get his property, but an inconspicuous piece of news entered Monsoon's eyes.

There is a mysterious place in this person's mind, even this man has only heard of it, and has not been there, this man is very fond of enjoyment, because he wants to rape a girl and is remembered by the monsoon, he accidentally heard a place where real high-class people go, the name is "Qingtian Club".

This Qingtian Club is located in the suburbs of the capital, it is only open at night, the scale is very large, the man heard that it is divided into heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, four levels, but even the yellow-level club needs provincial high-ranking officials to enter, and the heaven-level is afraid that it is national-level.

This memory undoubtedly ignited a glimmer of hope for Monsoon, and it looked like he was going to take a look tonight, and Monsoon made up his mind to explore this Qingtian Club today.

The night is coming soon, the monsoon has long been ready, the space exploration has long understood everything here, it seems that the monsoon is still lucky today, in the clubhouse of the ground, that is, on the third floor of this building, there is a party, that is, someone is holding a birthday party, the monsoon naturally easily bypassed the invitation and came to the venue.

I have to say that this place is really luxurious, there are thousands of square meters on this floor alone, a total of four floors, from top to bottom are the sky, the earth, the Xuan, the yellow four levels, so that the monsoon is eye-opening.

At this time, a figure caught Monsoon's attention, not a so-called temperament, but a thing, something very similar to what Monsoon once had・・・・・・

ps:There's going to be a good-looking plot next.,Let's collect it more.,There's going to be a small climax.,Stay tuned.。