An Zi's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. He pushed the crowd away and walked into Zhou Haotian's office. In the office, Zhou Haotian stood in front of his desk, surrounded by Zhou Hu and Zhou Xiong, and there were also bodyguards, as well as the senior management of the Zhou family and No. 1.

Everyone stood together, and surrounded by the crowd, there was a man lying on the ground, covered with white cloth, and you could tell at a glance that the person who had left the world.

An Zi trembled at this moment. Although he had not seen what the person under the white cloth looked like, he could feel that it was Muzi, and it must be Muzi. No matter whether it was tall or long, it was Muzi's standard. Zhou Haotian said just now on the phone that it was Muzi.

Although Hu Zi didn't know anything at first, now he came here and felt something, but he didn't want to believe it. He would rather believe Mu Zi was still shopping and buying clothes. He didn't know that Zhou Haotian asked everyone to come back now, but Hu Zi found that he had no way to deceive him at all. He found that his heart was cold. He wanted to lift the white cloth to see who was underneath, but he was afraid, he was afraid to see the person he expected.

When Huzi and Anzi came in, everyone's eyes were gathered on the two of them, and they were all away from each other at this moment, allowing them to walk to Zhou Haotian.

No one said anything. Zhou Haotian had already told An Zi on the phone that he really couldn't say anything. Faced with two lost people, Zhou Haotian found that he didn't know when it started. He no longer regarded Muzi and the other two as tools for use, but he had already regarded them all as his friends.

An Zi slowly squatted down, staring at the white cloth without squinting, staring at the white cloth tightly. He trembled, and his hands trembled. He didn't know whether to lift the white cloth. He was afraid, he was afraid of seeing the person he expected. Although this had become a fact, he still didn't want to believe this fact.

But it is one thing that is unwilling to accept, and An Zi must face it, because at this moment, Hu Zi is by his side, and he cannot be fragile. If he is fragile, what should Hu Zi do? An Zi endured the pain in his heart and opened the white cloth.

What caught my eye was the most familiar brother who had been with me for many years. Muzi's familiar face was closed at this moment, and he seemed to have left the world in great pain, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had thought of something beautiful before leaving this world.

Hu Zi stood behind An Zi, blindfolded. He felt his head exploded. He stared at Mu Zi who was sleeping peacefully. He couldn't believe his eyes.

It was said well, Muzi went to buy clothes, but in a blink of an eye, there was yin and yang separated. No matter who it was, he could not accept this fact. Although Huzi and Anzi were both supreme ninjas and they were both strong, the strong also had their own feelings, and the strong also had times when they were fragile.

But now An Zi is holding back his fragility. He is unwilling to let others see his fragility, because that will only make others laugh at him.

"What the hell is going on?" An Zi's eyes were blood red, and he asked in a low voice, his cold tone seemed to make the entire air condense, making people shudder.

"Today, one of our subordinates passed by the shopping mall and found a fight. Later, he followed his figure and found Muzi's body when he arrived." Zhou Haotian said. Although he was sad now, his sadness was a drop in the bucket compared to Anzi's sadness. After all, no matter what, Zhou Haotian is not a person who values ​​feelings very much. Although he has regarded An Zi, Muzi and Huzi as friends during the process of getting along, no matter how he uses cooperation, it is a conflict of interests. No matter how he gets along, there will be no changes.

"Who is the murderer?" Hu Zi gritted his teeth. At this moment, he wanted to tear the guy who hurt Mu Zi. He was going crazy. He felt the anger in his body burning, and it was about to burn him to ashes.

"I don't know the murderer yet, but I have asked someone to investigate. I believe there will be a result soon." Zhou Haotian said. From the beginning when he discovered Muzi's body, he had already thought of the reaction between An Zi and Hu Zi. After all, the relationship between the three of them can be said to be better than that of their brothers in everyone's eyes.

Zhou Haotian didn't know who the murderer was, but no matter who the murderer was, Zhou Haotian would also call the murderer this time a member of the Dragon Society. After all, this time, An Zi and his friends' anger had obviously been ignited. Zhou Haotian knew very well that if the murderer this time was a Dragon Society, then there would be no way for An Zi and Hu Zi to persuade him to do anything. If he persuaded him, they might even hold a grudge. Zhou Haotian was not so stupid.

"I will avenge you and then take you home." An Zi squatted down and gently picked up Mu Zi, and his whole body fell into a very silent state, looking like a dying old man.

Hu Zi followed An Zi, and his whole body was extremely sad. He would never forget the hatred this time. He must hold Mu Zi's hatred, but now, the most important thing he is to take Mu Zi away. They have to wipe Mu Zi's body. After all, Mu Zi's body is very dirty now, and a lot of blood is his own. An Zi doesn't want to see Mu Zi's blood, because Mu Zi is his brother, and he doesn't want to see his brother's blood.

Zhou Haotian did not stop An Zi, but in fact he could not stop him. Now An Zi is in a state of anger. Although he is very calm now, everyone knows that no matter who it is, as long as he dares to anger An Zi a little, he will definitely kill him, because now he and Hu Zi have lost their minds.

No. 1 stood behind Zhou Haotian and watched all this quietly. In fact, he had never experienced such death, because he had no friends before. He had always been alone, living alone, facing danger alone. In his eyes, there was only the death of his opponent and no death of his friends.

Now, No. 1 feels a little sad, and has been with Muzi for a while. Sometimes they will talk and chat together. Now Muzi is dead, No. 1 feels a little sad and a cold feeling in his heart. Perhaps this is what his friend feels.

Anzi left with Muzi's body in his arms. Huzi followed him, walked behind everyone's eyes, and left step by step. When he arrived downstairs, Zhou Haotian had already prepared the car, an extended Lincoln, and had equipped the driver. Anzi and Huzi directly carried Muzi into the car with three Mercedes-Benz cars in front of him, behind him, behind him, two Mercedes-Benz cars escorted by both sides. The scale was so high that the surrounding vehicles were avoiding them.

After all, such a convoy can tell at a glance that it is a person with background and ability. No one is so stupid to hit the gun. After all, you don’t fight against the rich, and you don’t fight against the officials. Everyone understands this principle, so no one in Muzi’s convoy dares to jump into the lineup, and no one dares to overtake. After all, the Mercedes-Benz convoy has blocked the entire road, and all private cars can only follow behind.

At this moment, everyone had left in Zhou Haotian's room. Now there are only four people left in Zhou Haotian, Zhou Xiong and Zhou Hu. No. 1 has now become Zhou Haotian's most personal bodyguard. No. 1 must appear wherever Zhou Haotian is. Now, if Muzi has such a thing, No. 1 will not leave Zhou Haotian's side. After all, no one knows when the other party will come back to assassinate Zhou Haotian, so No. 1 dare not relax for a moment.

"Sit." Zhou Haotian looked at Zhou Hu, then looked at Zhou Xiong. The two of his own sons said calmly.

Zhou Xiong and Zhou Hu sat honestly on the sofa on one side. The two of them looked at each other and could see each other's anger from each other's eyes, as if they were extremely dissatisfied with themselves.

Zhou Xiong is like this, and Zhou Hu is like this. After all, although the two are brothers, their family background makes them unable to get along well. After all, there is only one heir. No matter who inherits Zhou Haotian's status, the other person will never be able to avoid being suppressed.

In the past, Zhou Hu didn't treat Zhou Xiong as an opponent. After all, Zhou Xiong was not as good as an idiot in front of Zhou Hu. Now, Zhou Hu no longer dared to underestimate Zhou Xiong because he found that since Zhou Xiong changed, Zhou Haotian has also cared more about Zhou Xiong. Moreover, within the Zhou family, Zhou Hu obviously felt that Zhou Xiong's team was in line. Although he was not sure yet, Zhou Hu really felt it.

So now Zhou Hu has felt danger. He found that his younger brother is no longer the idiot he used to be. Now Zhou Xiong has a certain ability to counterattack, and he seems to be preparing for the capital to counterattack.

"Now Muzi is dead, Anzi and Huzi will probably be blinded by hatred. If they knew about the murderer, they would definitely not let go of this hatred. They would definitely fight to the death with their opponents." Zhou Haotian said while sitting on the sofa, with a little sad and helpless in his words.

After all, An Zi and the other two are Zhou Haotian's right-hand assistants. Although they have not joined the Zhou family for a long time, each of them has excellent abilities. With them, several forces in the Zhou family are developing rapidly. To be honest, if possible, Zhou Haotian is willing to use one-third of his power to exchange for the role of An Zi and the other. After all, the power can develop, but it is difficult to find a tiger general.

But with Muzi's death, Zhou Haotian knew that all this was impossible. Although he didn't know who the murderer was this time, 90% of it could be imagined that it must be a member of the Dragon Society. An Zi and the others would definitely fight against the Dragon Society this time.
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