Falling tonight

"Let's go and have a meeting."

Mu Zhou opened the car door and strode forward, unbuttoning his cufflinks and rolling up his sleeves.

Stepping into the factory, the huge factory building was empty and quiet. The surrounding walls were all painted with cyan cement, which looked cold and cold. A gray old light bulb hung from the ceiling not far away, emitting a few waves of weak white light.

A man's faint and vague voice begging for mercy came from over there.

"I don't know anything, it's really not me..."

"Brother, please let us go. We are just paid to do things. We really don't know anything."

The 1.9-meter man was wearing a black suit and black sunglasses. He looked down at the two leather-clad men lying on the ground expressionlessly.

In sharp contrast to the indifferent expression on his face, he was stepping on the faces of two men with the soles of his polished leather shoes, one foot on each face, and the faces of both men were deformed. .

Their hands were tied behind their backs, and they were lying on the ground, unable to move at all. Their faces were screaming in pain.

Mu Zhou and Gao Songqing walked up to them one after another.

"Boss Mu."

When Xiaojiu saw Mu Zhou, he raised his left and right feet one after another, and the soles of their shoes landed on their faces.

"Tsk, tsk, Xiaojiu, be gentle."

Mu Zhou looked at the two people lying on the ground and shook his head, sighing softly.

Their faces were covered in bruises and bruises, and few areas of their skin were healthy. There were bright red bloodshot eyes at the corners of their mouths, and the areas around their eyes were horribly swollen.

The corners of Xiaojiu's mouth twitched.

Mr. Mu, don’t think that I haven’t seen you take action. If you do, it won’t be a problem for me.

When the two people on the ground heard Mu Zhou's words, they endured the pain and turned their heads to look up at him.

The lights on the ceiling made their already blurry vision even more unclear.

They could only vaguely see an imposing outline, but this outline gave them an even worse premonition.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu," one of the men in brown leather clothes stretched his bloody arm toward Mu Zhou's trousers, slurring in his mouth, "Please be noble and let us go. We are just errands."

Muzhou slowly rolled up his cuffs to his elbows, revealing his tight and strong arm lines, which contained a sense of strength ready to go in the dim light.

He slowly knelt down and looked down at them, his deep eyes indifferent and deep.

"Listen, my patience is limited. Whoever tells the truth first and tells me who asked you to take photos, I will let him go first."

The two men on the ground looked at each other, as if they were weighing something. The man in brown leather immediately shouted, "I say!"

The man looked directly at Mu Zhou and said, "Yes, it's President Yao of Guanghui Group, Du Mingyao. He, he said that he lost the bid to Lingtian Group not long ago. He couldn't bear this tone, so he came to us and said that he would give us You do something..."

Mu Zhou listened quietly, with no emotion on his face, and stretched out his hand behind him and spread his palms.

Gao Songqing handed a short knife to his hand.

The blade was cold and gleaming, as if it could pierce human skin with just one stroke.

The tip of the knife was pressed against the side of the brown-clothed man's neck, and it was bitingly cold.

"what!"

The next second, a sharp stabbing pain came from the man's neck.

Blood spurted out from the side of his neck, and a few drops even splashed on Mu Zhou's white shirt.

The man in gray leather clothing next to the brown leather clothing was shocked, his eyes were as wide as dead fish, he was frightened by this scene.

Muzhou looked at him, wiped the blood on the blade back and forth on the man in brown clothes, and said slowly, "He lied, you tell me."

The man in gray clothes trembled with his mouth, opening and closing his lips, closing and opening them again.It was as if he was the one whose blood vessels were cut by a knife in the next second.

After a while, he stammered out a sentence.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang from the Flame Club. He, he came to us a week ago and said he had a big order. If we accepted it, not only would we receive a large amount of money, but he would also Send us abroad to avoid trouble.”

Mu Zhou turned around and glanced at Gao Songqing.

Gao Songqing immediately understood what Mu Zhou meant, nodded lightly and turned around to go out.

Two minutes later, Gao Songqing came back, looked at Mu Zhou who was still squatting on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Mu, Zhang Liang from the Flame Society has fled and is missing."

"Ha," Mu Zhou chuckled, "It's quite a big game."

He played with the sharp dagger in his hand, running his fingertips along the blade.

"Mr. Mu, I told the truth, can you let me go, Mr. Mu?"

The man in gray begged.

Mu Zhou gave him a cold look and handed the knife to Xiao Jiu, "Take care of everything."

After saying that, he turned around and stepped over the two men on the ground, bringing up a gust of wind.

Heart-rending shouts came from behind.

Gao Songqing took out a set of clean spare clothes from the trunk, got in the car, and handed them to Mu Zhou in the back seat.

"Mr. Mu, the Flame Society has been rooted in Asia City for many years. It has always adhered to the rules of the Tao. It has never been involved in the struggles of the aristocratic circles, nor has it been attached to any big family. The Li family has not taken him away."

Mu Zhou took off his suit jacket and blood-stained white shirt while listening to Gao Songqing say, "The Flame Society, which has always been wise in protecting itself, wants to deal with you this time. I wonder if it has something to do with the Bai family."

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not. The Flame Club is just a gun. I just didn't expect that the person behind it would show this card just to take a few photos."

For a long time, in addition to the Li family controlling most of the forces in the underworld in Asia City, there are also some forces belonging to private groups, large and small.

Since these groups did not rely on the power of the nobility, did not touch the interests of the nobility, and did not stir up trouble at will, the Li family turned a blind eye and allowed them to exist.

The Flame Society is one of many small groups.

"what do you mean……"

Mu Zhou put on a clean shirt, buttoned it from bottom to top, and raised his chin slightly, "Since the Flame Club is disobedient, we will collect him. Just in case, we will collect other small groups together, for fear that Isn’t it a good idea to add some more manpower to the Lingtian Group when they are making a fuss?”

Gao Songqing was stunned, "But Mr. Mu said that the Mu family has been in the army for generations and cannot cultivate any organization..."

Mu Zhou gave him a cool look.

Gao Songqing felt that he was talking too much, paused, and then said, "Zhang Liang is missing. We may need to use the power of the Li family to help us find him. After all, it will be easier to find him on the road."

"Make an appointment with Li Jiangli tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Mu."

Gao Songqing saw Mu Zhou put on his clothes and start the Bentley.

"Mr. Mu, Miss Xiao hasn't contacted me yet to pick her up. It's already eight o'clock. Do you want to go there?"

Mu Zhou pressed his temples and seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood on his fingertips. He frowned.

"Go pick her up first."

I casually picked up the phone on my seat and opened WeChat. The yellow avatar at the top was familiar and warm, and I immediately felt less impetuous.

It's been a day, and there is no information about Zhao Rou. This woman is so pampered that she loses her temper. (End of chapter)