Outside the huge special bulletproof surrounds the floor-to-ceiling window, there is a misty white mist.
Fusang is an island country with high air humidity. In the morning and night, a fog will be shrouded in the city.
Feng Qingxuan stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, like a statue.
With a figure of more than two meters, which is comparable to a golden ratio, even if you look from behind, it gives people a strange beauty that you dare not look directly at.
Hideo Mitsui, the heir of the Mitsui chaebol, has a status in Japan, even far exceeding Jiang Wangshu's status in China.
At this time, he was like a slave, kneeling on the ground with his body protrudingly, wishing he could stick it to the carpet and dared not lift it up.
The royal prince who once led the team to participate in the battle between the two countries' national destiny, and Fujiwara, the next emperor heir to the Japanese royal family, was also respectful and kept bowing ninety degrees without daring to move.
I don't know how long it has passed.
Hideo Mitsui and Fujiwara were soaked in cold sweat.
Especially Fujiwara, this attitude cannot last long, even an acquired martial artist, not to mention ordinary people.
Beads of sweat as big as beans smashed into the thick carpet from his forehead, silently.
This carpet is produced in Nepal and is extremely niche, but its style is better than that of the most famous Persian carpet. It is even more expensive to build and is calculated based on the value of the gram.
This building belongs to the Mitsui Zaibaku, and the top floor was originally specially prepared for the Blood Generation Association.
It turned out that this place was used by Feng Zinan, but it is now occupied by Feng Qingxuan.
Putting aside other places, I will only talk about the name Mitsui chaebol in Japan, what does it mean?
That is a level that ordinary people cannot understand.
Fusang and Han Kingdom in Japan are all deformed existences controlled by the chaebols.
Needless to say, Han Country, no one has a good ending after all the presidents.
Fusang is better, but he is the prime minister who is in a state of great power and the chaebol who is in a state of great power.
The Mitsui chaebol, the leader of the four major chaebols, is worthy of all adjectives.
In short, in short, it's just two words.
Awesome.
It's awesome to shout out loud.
This is a family company as terrifying as a monster, affiliated to the Mitsui family.
In fact, the Mitsui Zaibattle is now recognized by 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 of course a well-deserved first family, but many of the branches, industries, companies, etc. that belong to the Hongwu Zhu family are not directly named Zhu family.
In other words, the Zhu family is a existence that divides and transforms it.
If you don’t show your mountains and don’t show your water, ordinary people don’t know how awesome the Hongwu Zhu family is.
But Mitsui Zaibaku is different and is truly world-famous.
Anyone who mentions the Mitsui chaebol can speak very well.
Correspondingly, the Rothschild family in Europe, the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family in North America.
The same is true in the West.
Who knows that the Ross family, which claims to be assets of 50 trillion US dollars, is just a vassal of the Habsburg family.
Similarly, behind the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family is the Skeleton and Bones.
Just at the last moment when Fujiwara couldn't hold on.
Feng Qingxuan turned around slowly:
"Get up."
Fujiwara suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly straightened her waist, and a slight cracking sound of overwhelming spine.
"What did you find out?"
He quickly bowed slightly:
"Son of God, I've found out clearly. Liu Yong, who came from the Zhu family in Hongwu, should be the most secret force of the Zhu family."
Feng Qingxuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, his eyes slightly entertaining.
"Zhu Family? Haha, it's interesting."
People who came out of the Temple of Heroes seem to be about two meters tall. Genetic optimization and adjustment have brought them height and appearance that are different from ordinary people, but they do not seem to give them a brain that is more than ordinary people.
Of course, it is the best existence to be the sons of the three major clans, Feng Qingxuan, Feng Wuchen and Feng Zinan.
However, one of them counted the other, but they were covered in dust on Su Mu.
Especially Feng Qingxuan, who is full of superiority and has been making trouble behind the scenes, but he is just like a joke by Su Mu's turtle punch.
And, it's a low-level joke.
I have to say that Feng Qingxuan's appearance is absolutely flawless.
I changed my ancient style robe, and my upper body was a specially made purely handmade shirt, and the collar was casually buttoned.
The lower body is a pair of blue slim trousers, paired with his two meters tall and long legs. Not to mention women, men will drool when they see him.
In this era when everyone is beautiful, Feng Qingxuan will be crazy if he wants to become an internet celebrity.
There is no way, the conditions are so good.
He slowly walked to Fujiwara, looked down at Fujiwara, and asked in an extremely gentle voice:
"Fujiwara, what do you think I should do next?"
“…!”
Fujiwara didn't dare to speak at all, so she could only bend her back again.
Feng Qingxuan sneered and waved:
"Get up, there is no one here, I want to hear your opinions."
At this moment, a breeze suddenly flashed in the room.
An old man in black appeared behind Feng Qingxuan, and his expression was rarely nervous and he whispered:
"Son of God, Fan Yang is back, he... is seriously injured."
Feng Qingxuan turned around suddenly.
Blood-red marks suddenly appeared on the face of the original top-quality mutton fat jade.
His eyelids were even more uncontrollable and desperately jumped:
"How is it possible? Who can hurt him in this world? Could it be... that slut Ji Lengyu took action?"
Ji Lengyu had the commandment sent by the Blood Seed.
Fan Yang is the most powerful existence in Feng Qingxuan's hands.
It's also his last card.
Fan Yang controlled the iron-blooded dead soldiers sent to him by the Zhuque clan.
But now, Fan Yang is seriously injured.
In addition to the commander of the precepts, Feng Qingxuan could not think of any other reasons.
The old man in black lowered his head and shook his head gently:
"It's not the commander of the precepts, but... the guard sent by Su Mu to Liu Yong."
Feng Qingxuan suddenly had a hysterical attack, and he roared at the old man in black:
"You fart on the horse!! How could there be such a master beside that damn mafia? There is absolutely no such elder in the Tianxing Sect. Tell you, what's wrong with the horse?"
The first time Feng Qingxuan appeared in the Tianxing Group, he guessed that this was Su Mu's method.
This is clearly the layout for Shenxing Group.
No matter what purpose it is, Feng Qingxuan knew that only by killing Su Mu completely could he have the possibility of turning over.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to send out the biggest ace in his hand.
The result is, however, it is.
It would be strange if Feng Qingxuan is not crazy.
Fan Yang was seriously injured, which means that he may even be attacked by Feng Zinan and Feng Wuchen in the future.
Don't think you won't.
In order to blame Su Mu, he secretly sent a dead soldier to deal with Feng Wuchen and Feng Zinan.
Su Mu is a great enemy of life and death. Who among the eight great gods is not?
There is only one supreme position in the temple. Who didn’t climb up by corpses, blood and blood?
The old man in black knelt down in horror and said in a trembling voice:
"Son of God, I don't know either, it's really...!"
Feng Qingxuan suddenly broke out:
"Hold!!"
He kicked the old man in black directly.
The old man in black flew out and hit the huge bulletproof floor-to-ceiling window heavily.
The entire window trembled violently.
That perfect handsome face, like a statue, was full of hideousness:
"Go and check, and you will nail Su Mu's every move, otherwise...!"
In an instant, Feng Qingxuan calmed down, and a heavy breath came out of his mouth. His hideous face became extremely 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..."
"Haha, I'm not interested in your women, but are you...!"
Hideo Mitsui and Fujiwara behind them were both excited and shivering at the same time.
Ba Nima's.
No wonder he doesn't even touch the beautiful women we carefully prepared.