Huge special bulletproof armor surrounds the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there is a mist of white mist.
Fuso is an island country, and the air humidity is very high. There will be a mist over the city in the morning and at night.
Feng Qingxuan stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, like a statue.
With a figure of over two meters, it is comparable to the golden ratio. Even when viewed from behind, it gives people an enchanting beauty that one dares not look directly at.
Mitsui Hideo, the heir to the Mitsui Zaibatsu, has a status in Japan that far exceeds Jiang Wangshu's status in China.
At this time, he was like a slave, kneeling on the ground with his whole body wishing to stick to the carpet and not daring to lift it up.
Fujiwara, the prince of the imperial family who once led a team to participate in the battle of national destiny between the two countries and the next successor of the Japanese imperial family, was also respectful, kept a ninety-degree bow, and did not dare to move rashly.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Mitsui Hideo and Fujiwara were soaked in cold sweat.
Especially Fujiwara, let alone ordinary people, even acquired warriors would not be able to maintain this posture for long.
Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead into the thick carpet, making no sound.
This kind of carpet is produced in Nepal. It is extremely niche, but its style exceeds the most famous Persian carpet. The cost is insanely expensive, and the value is calculated in grams.
This building belongs to the Mitsui Zaibatsu, and the top floor was originally reserved for the important figures of the Blood Society.
It turned out that this place was used by Feng Zinan, but now it is occupied by Feng Qingxuan.
Leaving aside other places, just in Japan Fuso, what does the name Mitsui Zaibatsu represent?
That is a level that ordinary people simply cannot understand.
Japanese Fusang and Han Kingdom are both deformed existences where chaebols control the government.
Needless to say about the Han State, none of the previous presidents ended well.
Fuso is better, but he is a slippery prime minister and an iron-clad plutocrat.
The Mitsui Zaibatsu, the leader of the four major chaebols, is fully worthy of all adjectives.
All in all, in a nutshell, just two words.
Awesome.
You have to be so awesome that you shout your throat to pieces.
This is a monster-like and terrifying family company, belonging to the Mitsui family.
In fact, the Mitsui Zaibatsu is now recognized around the world as the largest super multinational group in the East.
Remember, this is a group company, not a family.
The Hongwu Zhu family is certainly the first aristocratic family, but many of the branches, subordinate industries, companies, etc. to which the Hongwu Zhu family belongs are not directly named after the Zhu family.
In other words, the Zhu family is a divided and transformed existence.
Without showing off mountains or dew, ordinary people have no idea how awesome the Hongwu and Zhu family are.
But the Mitsui Zaibatsu is different, it is truly world-famous.
Anyone who mentions the Mitsui Zaibatsu can speak clearly.
Correspondingly, there is the Rothschild family in Europe, the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family in North America.
The same is true in the West.
Who would have known that the Ross family, which claims to have assets of fifty trillion U.S. dollars, is nothing more than a vassal of the Habsburg family.
Similarly, behind the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family is the Skull and Bones Society.
At the last moment when Fujiwara couldn't hold on any longer.
Feng Qingxuan slowly turned around:
"Get up."
Fujiwara suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly straightened his back, and his spine made an overwhelming clicking sound.
"What did you find out?"
He quickly bowed slightly again:
"Son of God, I have found out clearly that Liu Yong is from the Hongwu Zhu family and should be the Zhu family's most secret power."
Feng Qingxuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, his eyes slightly playful.
"Zhu family? Haha, that's interesting."
People who come out of the Hall of Heroes seem to be generally around two meters tall. Genetic optimization and adjustment have given them heights and looks that are different from ordinary people, but it does not seem to have given them brains that are higher than ordinary people.
Being able to become the sons of gods of the three major clans, Feng Qingxuan, Feng Wuchen, and Feng Zinan, are certainly the best beings.
However, each of them was disgraced by Su Mu.
Especially Feng Qingxuan, who has a strong sense of superiority and has been making trouble behind the scenes, but Su Mu's bastard punch made his methods look like a joke.
Moreover, it is still a vulgar joke.
It has to be said that Feng Qingxuan's appearance is absolutely flawless.
She changed out of her ancient robe and wore a special handmade shirt on her upper body, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar casually.
The lower body is a pair of blue slim-fitting trousers. Matching his height of two meters, his two long legs will make men drool when they see him, not to mention women.
In this era where everyone is beautiful, if Feng Qingxuan wants to become an Internet celebrity, the whole world will probably go crazy.
There is no way, the conditions are just that good.
He walked slowly to Fujiwara, looked at Fujiwara condescendingly, and asked in an extremely gentle voice:
"Fujiwara-san, what do you think I should do next?"
"...!"
Fujiwara didn't dare to speak at all, so he could only bend his waist again.
Feng Qingxuan sneered and waved his hand:
"Get up, there is no one else here, I want to hear your opinions."
At this moment, a breeze suddenly flashed through the room.
An old man in black appeared behind Feng Qingxuan, with a rare nervousness in his expression, and whispered:
"Son of God, Fan Yang is back. He... was seriously injured."
Feng Qingxuan turned around suddenly.
Blood-red traces suddenly appeared on the face that was originally made of the finest mutton-fat jade.
His eyelids were twitching uncontrollably:
"How is it possible? Who in this world can hurt him? Could it be... that cheap maid Ji Lengyu took action?"
In Ji Lengyu's hands, he holds the Discipline Envoy sent by the Blood Descendants Association.
Fan Yang is the most powerful being in Feng Qingxuan's hands.
It was also his last card.
Fan Yang controls the iron-blooded warriors assigned to him by the Suzaku clan.
But now, Fan Yang was seriously injured.
Apart from Discipline Commander Si taking action, Feng Qingxuan could not think of any other reason.
The old man in black lowered his head and shook his head gently:
"It's not the commandment envoy, but... the guard sent by Su Mu to Liu Yong."
Feng Qingxuan suddenly became hysterical, and he roared at the old man in black:
"You are farting while riding a horse!! How can there be such a master next to that damn bastard? There is absolutely no such elder in the Tianxing Sect. Tell me, what is wrong with riding a horse?"
The first time Feng Qingxuan appeared in Tianxing Group, he guessed that this was Su Mu's method.
This is clearly a layout for the Shenxing Group.
No matter what the purpose was, Feng Qingxuan knew that only by killing Su Mu completely could he have a chance to stand up.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to use the biggest trump card in his hand.
The result is this.
It would be strange if Feng Qingxuan was not crazy.
Fan Yang was seriously injured, which meant that he might even be secretly attacked by Feng Zinan and Feng Wuchen in the future.
Don't think it won't.
He himself once secretly sent dead men to deal with Feng Wuchen and Feng Zinan in order to frame Su Mu.
It is true that Su Mu is a life and death enemy. Among the eight great sons of gods, who is not?
There is only one highest position in the temple. Who has not stepped on mountains of corpses and seas of blood and bones to climb up?
The old man in black knelt down in fear and said in a trembling voice:
"Son of God, I don't know either, it's really...!"
Feng Qingxuan suddenly had a seizure:
"Hold!!"
He directly kicked the old man in black.
The old man in black flew out and hit the huge bulletproof floor-to-ceiling window heavily.
The whole window trembled violently.
That perfect, statue-like handsome face was full of ferociousness:
"Go and investigate and nail Su Mu's every move, otherwise...!"
In an instant, Feng Qingxuan calmed down and exhaled heavily. His ferocious face became perfect again, and there was a bright smile on the corner of his mouth:
"It's getting more and more fun."
"Su Mu, let me treat you..."
"Hehehe, I'm not interested in those women of yours, but you...!"
Behind him, Mitsui Hideo and Fujiwara both shuddered at the same time.
Ba Ni Ma's Gaah.
No wonder he didn't even touch the beauties we carefully prepared.