"That's the weight of five trucks, even with twenty workers, it will take half a day to contact those people to search tonight. You say, how did she move the goods so quickly? ”

The old man's eyes flashed.

"Could it be that she is capable of more than speed and silver needles?"

The man laughed.

"There are many types of supernatural powers, and speed and strength are just the most basic of them."

The old man's ravine-lined face couldn't help but show a look of yearning.

"It would be nice if our family could have such an ability."

Hearing this, the man's eyes drooped and he said in a deep voice.

"It's coming. As long as we work hard for those people, complete the tasks assigned to them, and take good care of their things, maybe we will have a chance to get their potions. ”

"It's a miracle medicine that can make people reborn."

"Really," the old man's eyes lit up involuntarily, and then dimmed again.

The voice was depressed.

"Even if we have that kind of potion, I'm afraid it won't be our turn to be old bones,"

As he spoke, he looked at the man with envy in his eyes.

"It's still you young people who have caught up with the good time, if you become that supernatural life in the future. Uncle, I don't ask for anything else, I just want you to extend my life. ”

The man sneered.

I didn't believe a word of what he said.

A dark light flashed under his eyes, and then vanished.

Just when the uncle and nephew of the Guzmán family were pregnant with their own ghosts.

Meanwhile.

Outside the Guzmán Building, not far above their heads.

A flying car came silently from the night.

Quietly swept over the top of the building.

At this time, a yellow talisman was pasted on the front of the car, emitting invisible fluctuations.

Invisible power ripples through the void.

Hold up a space.

The fluctuations envelop the entire flying car like a transparent glass mask.

Isolated from the loud noise of the propeller.

In the bustling lights.

Mo Yu opened the car door, and the swirling wind blew the black hair on her forehead with a rust-like smell, revealing a delicate chin.

She changed into a blue chiffon blouse, and the knots around her waist were delicate and cute, and layers of buds were embellished on the waistband.

She stood up from the flying car, her graceful figure swaying in the night wind.

Quietly looking at the building below.

At this time, the lights were on many floors of the building.

The lights were bright, and it was full of people.

It's already so late, and these people seem to be busy.

Through the glass window, you can see them coming in and out, looking serious and nervous, and they keep answering the phone.

Mo Yu glanced at it and ignored it.

His gaze swept over the one hundred and first floor, where the windows were closed and dark and empty.

Then the line of sight came to the one hundred and eighth floor.

The interior was brightly lit, and the honorary members of the Guzmán family that they met during the day and their leaders were inside.

Seeing that they are talking.

Mo Yu smiled lightly, and the beautiful lips under the mask were hooked, like a poppy quenching with a fatal temptation.

There are only two of them, and the opportunity is perfect.

The Guzman family.

First, the killer attacked her.

Then, after the transaction was completed, she turned around and betrayed her information to the Divine Grace Society.

After that, it led to the next series of events.

Since all her encounters in Mexico have arisen because of this.

Then she starts with them.