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Chapter 922 More than fifty letters of appointment

Just after having lunch in the palace, Su Mu received a call.

Yu Liuli called:

“Where is it?”

"Keep confidential."

A hum sounded from the other end of the phone:

"Have you seen one of my future husbands? My sister-in-law asked you, dare you not tell me honestly. Do you want to take your brother out to find flowers and ask about willows?"

“…!”

Su Mu could only grit his teeth and said that he was in the palace.

A chuckle came from the other end of the phone and said lightly:

"Tonight, I'm going to Mulanchang to attend a banquet, and see you then."

After saying that, Yu Liuli hung up the phone without waiting for Su Mu to speak.

Su Mu looked at his phone blankly, then said to Jiang Wangshu:

"Give me your yard, so it's not advisable to go out to bed tonight."

Jiang Wangshu looked at him in surprise, and suddenly understood something, with a gossip on his face:

"Is that big girl from the Yu family? What? Is she liked you? Hahaha, what do she want you to do?"

"She wants me to call her sister-in-law."

Jiang Wangshu kicked over:

"Don't say those two words in front of me, I always feel that the color on my head is a little wrong."

After saying that, he turned around and left the room and ordered the waiter standing at the door to drive his car to the door.

The young masters in the inner sea rarely drive such a very ostentatious top luxury car.

It's usually Audi A8, and even low-key guys like to play with a Passat.

Jiang Wangshu's car is a Phaeton that has been discontinued. She doesn't think it's anything from the outside, but when she gets in, she realizes that the car is awesome.

Few people know that the world's top Bugatti supercar uses engines that are actually Volkswagen Group.

The displacement is 8.0 liters, 16 cylinders, four-turbo, and the power cannot be described as strong, and it can easily exceed 2,000 horsepower.

You know, most super heavy trucks only have four or five hundred horsepower.

Lao Jiang's car was just carrying a Phaeton shell.

The window glass, body, and tires are bulletproof, not to mention the engine, it was completely transplanted from the Bugatti supercar.

This is an iron monster.

This car was built by Su Mu personally for him and sent it to him.

Hu Jianjun also has one.

Su Mu also got a more abnormal one himself.

The shell cover is... Jetta.

The car is still parked in the garage of Su Yunkai No. 1 Courtyard and eats dust.

His Jetta is even more abnormal, and the engine is removed from a limited-edge supercar worth tens of millions of dollars.

The body of the car is also specially made old, and the data is also specially treated. The exhaust has been specially treated. The fuel tank is five times larger and the cooling system is seven times larger.

The horsepower reached an abnormal 2,500 horsepower.

That broken thing is just two wings, otherwise it would be able to fly.

Su Mu wanted to drive, but directly scared Jiang Wangshu and jumped into the driver's seat.

He swore nine and a half years ago that he would never take the car driven by Su Mu unless he was escaping his life.

Others need money to drive, but Su Mu will really kill him.

Mulan Farm is located in the remote suburbs of the imperial capital. It takes at least three and a half hours to drive here.

When I got to the place to rest, it was almost evening, and it was the most lively time.

Malan Farm is not only a club, but also a place for exchanging various messages.

The aristocratic families in the imperial capital, foreign nobles, and even disciples and successors of the ancient martial arts sect will find something they like here.

There are also many shocking transactions in the secret, which are secretly concluded here.

The owner of the palace is the Zhu family, the owner behind Mulan Fight, but it has always been very mysterious, even Jiang Wangshu doesn't know it.

Su Mu even secretly investigated for a while but couldn't figure it out.

But Su Mu could guess a little bit.

Only if it is possible for the ancient martial arts sect to have this strength.

Lao Jiang was driving while having an upset.

He was a little afraid that if Su Mu really did something in Mulan Farm, it would be difficult to end.

Because once the trouble starts, no one knows what chain reaction it will cause.

The night before, the Yin family in Jinling was killed.

This is equivalent to a signal that makes many people become frightened birds, afraid that their identity and background will be exposed.

Therefore, if Su Mu really makes trouble, the other party will not be able to figure out the details, and it is really possible that he will be able to kill him.

Then he will be in trouble.

Because of his identity, he is too sensitive.

He is the heir to the Li family, and his words and deeds represent the Li family.

Everyone will inevitably put some kind of label on him.

And this is the attitude and position of the Li family.

But now, the trio has no attitude or position at all.

Everyone was nervous and stared at the battle after half a month.

"Brother, I beg you as my brother. Please take care of your feelings a little tonight, don't make me too embarrassed."

Su Mu nodded with a smile and said:

"I have a sense of my heart in my stomach."

You have a big fuck.

When did you take me and Lao Hu out to do something bad, you didn’t you cheat us and pat your butt and escape?

He wanted to speak, but he endured it back.

In the western suburbs of the imperial capital, there is a famous forest park. When autumn comes, red leaves fill the sky.

The Mulan Farm is in this forest park.

After driving around thirty kilometers along a special mountain road isolated with barbed wire, we saw a huge archway as high as 12 meters.

The entire archway is made of white marble. On the horizontal plaque in the middle, there are three big characters written by Mulanchang, which are still Ning Qingyuan's calligraphy.

After passing through the archway, my eyes suddenly became clear.

At the end of a straight road, surrounded by mountains, is a crescent-shaped lake, Mulan Farm, right in the canyon beside the lake.

The main building of Mulan Farm is an antique building, and the materials are stored in the imperial palaces of the previous dynasty. The price of these precious woods is astronomical.

The main building has seven floors in total, and the first floor is the reception hall. The entire main building has been hollowed out and is a five-story underground parking lot.

Behind the main building are two auxiliary buildings, followed by some single villa buildings, which are guest rooms and various functional areas.

There are golf courses, racecourses, dog racing fields, cockfighting fields, and even places to fight grasshoppers in the Mulan Field.

This is just something on the surface.

Among the mountains behind is a huge hunting ground.

It specializes in free-range pheasants, rabbits, wild boars, and even bears, tigers, leopards and other beasts.

Bars, slow rockers, ktv, casinos, hot spring centers, everything is available.

And the service here is a real emperor-level enjoyment.

As long as you have money, here you are the emperor.

Of course, the premise is that you must abide by the rules here.

How many top rich second generations have lost all their money here.

Jiang Wangshu's car didn't have to be checked at all. As soon as he passed the archway, the club received the news and drove directly into the ground parking lot in front of the main building of Mulanchang, and enjoyed a special parking space.

This parking space will be reserved for him forever.

A middle-aged man in his forties and in a suit was already waiting next to the parking space.

After Jiang Wangshu parked the car, the middle-aged man gently opened the car door and smiled respectfully at Jiang Wangshu:

"You are here."

Jiang Wangshu threw the car keys to the manager and said lightly:

"No need to arrange, let's go around by ourselves."

The middle-aged manager glanced at Su Mu quickly, and then immediately lowered his head:

"Mr. Mu, welcome."

Su Mu smiled:

"Do you know me?"

The middle-aged manager smiled bitterly, his attitude becoming more respectful and almost humble:

"You are joking. Even in the imperial capital, few people are qualified to know you, but the imperial capital is all your legend."

Su Mu is full of vanity:

"The extra two million yuan is added to Lao Jiang's account, and you will get the tip."

Jiang Wangshu almost kicked this bastard to death.

My pocket money for a year.

Don't be angry or angry, keep your style.

I am the first son of the imperial capital.

But there are only two million pocket money a year.

Pitiful.


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