In Mo Yu's view, this is an opportunity.

So she left Citigroup and came to Mexico in a circle.

Mexican City, the capital of Mexico.

It is also one of the largest cities on the planet.

In the heart of the city.

There is a one hundred and eight-story super mansion.

It is the tallest building in the city of Mexico and the entire country.

The headquarters of the international drug lord group, which is known all over the world, is here.

this day.

A luxurious black stretch sedan slowly stopped in front of the prestigious building.

Got out of the car with a noble and cold bewitching figure.

Dressed in a black bohemian long skirt, dark color, elegant and low, a black long-sleeved upper body, long hair draped to the waist at the back of the head, simply tied up by a black ribbon, and the ink-like skirt fluttered like black waves as it walked.

The delicate gold mask on the face, the gorgeous cascading openwork pattern shines, reflecting the luster of gold.

Under the mask is a pair of phoenix eyes as deep and cold as obsidian, like a clear spring on a snow-capped mountain, and like a little starlight reflected in it, breathtaking, deep and mysterious.

A quiet and elegant aura surrounds her, with an ethereal and arrogant temperament, contradictory and complex, mysterious and delicate.

It's such a diametrically opposed match, but it's extremely harmonious in her.

She is Mo Yu who came from Citigroup.

Through the introduction of an intermediary.

She finally made an appointment with the top of the group.

However, with the experience in the Western Continent, she will not lose her visit recklessly.

Dealing with these underworld forces for the past few days.

Mo Yu summed up a truth.

That is, the Buddha relies on clothes, horses, and saddles.

You have to learn how to pack.

You say an entrepreneur from the Great Xia Kingdom.

What a dirty one.

She is now an underworld princess from a mysterious ancient family.

"Honorable Miss Morica, please come here, our honorary commissioner has been waiting there for a long time."

Out of the building stepped a tall white man, in a suit and leather shoes, speaking fluent Libyan, enthusiastically leading the way.

Mo Yu bowed his head slightly, and then raised his chin coldly.

A delicate snow-white chin and porcelain-like skin are revealed.

Proudly followed him into the building.

At the same time, his divine consciousness spread out secretly, and he secretly looked at this multinational underworld group with international reputation.

The façade of the tallest building in the heart of the city is painted with black paint.

From the outside, it looks normal, similar to other office buildings.

An illegal organization is actually based in a landmark building in the nation's capital.

Well, there is no one in the world who has such confidence.

Entering the group headquarters, there is a tall and bright hall with a splendid decoration.

The houses are furnished with high-end furniture and artwork, and the corridors are covered with the group's flags and photographs of the leaders.

If it weren't for those tall white men who came out to patrol from time to time with loaded guns.

Mo Yu really can't believe that this is an underworld lair.

I almost thought I was back at MSCI.

The employees who catch the eye seem to be a group of ordinary office workers.

However, Mo Yu's heart secretly raised,

The more they do this, the more it shows that this is a mature organization whose structure has been scaled and institutionalized.

If you want to fool them, I'm afraid it's not that easy.

Led by the white man.

The two went through a series of strict security checks.

Eventually allowed to enter the elevator.

Went straight to the one hundred and first floor of the building.