"Dig a secret from Bailong's mouth as fast as possible, and know who his superior is and what his purpose is."

"Don't worry, we are professional."

On the green camouflage rooftop of the secret base, Lin Muyu whirled in the air, waved at Li Xiaoyao and said, "Then I'll go back to accompany my family first. If there is a result, just call me."

"Go."

Li Xiaoyao looked into the air with a pair of cold eyes, turned around and walked straight into the elevator. Although he had already realized the ability to fly, he always lived in an ordinary manner. He didn't want the people around him to regard himself as a monster.

...

Interrogation room.

The white dragon was tied to a chair with hideous scales on his face, and his saliva splashed everywhere, saying, "You want to interrogate me? Go dreaming, I won't say a word even if I die!"

"Why are you so tough?" Xing Lie kicked the table in front of him, pulled out his pistol and looked straight at Bailong's forehead, and said, "Speak, where did your mutant make it?"

"make?!"

Bailong couldn't help but sneer: "They are the waiters of the god of death and the sacred warriors. That's a gift, not what you say. Give up your mind, I won't say anything. Just shoot and give me a happy life."

The axe stood up and punched Bailong's cheek, which made his fist hurt. The hardness of the S-class colonization suit was indeed very strong, and the fists of ordinary people were hard to hurt their energy at all.

"Try it, if you feel relieved."

Bailong laughed loudly, his posture was very arrogant, and said, "You government's hawks are all wastes. Just put your time on me. Anyway... the killing plan has begun to be implemented, and no one can stop you. By then... Hahaha, your government will definitely pursue the dereliction of duty of you wastes. Wait and see, kill me, hurry up and kill me, you soft boy!"

The axe was so angry that he pulled out his pistol and pushed it onto the load and pushed it into Bailong's mouth, saying, "Ordinary bullets can't kill you, but do you know what the result is? Pang... the back of his head will explode. Do you want to try it?"

Bailong struggled quickly, his face full of anger, and he did not look at all surrendered.

At this time, Li Xiaoyao pushed the door and frowned and said, "What's wrong? Have you beaten the prisoner again?"

"Boss!"

Xing Lie turned around and stood up at the same time. Xing Lie smiled faintly and said, "No beating, just proper physical communication."

Li Xiaoyao glanced at Bailong and smiled and said, "Bailong, I know you are the leader of the Bailong Society, but... your people have been arrested by us, and most of them have been sent to the detention center to uniformly hear the cases they committed in the past, and to be punished for certain crimes. Why are you still here to hold on?"

Bailong's eyes were filled with coldness: "Is that so what? They are just some pawns. They are not to be jealous of death. If you have the abduction, you will kill me. If you want to dig out anything from my mouth, there is no door!"

Li Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Xing Lie said: "Boss, it seems that you still have to invite Sister Wan'er to come, otherwise it will be difficult to dig out the truth."

“No, there is an easier way.”

Li Xiaoyao reached out and held a Corgi in the cage at his feet in his arms. He took out a pistol bullet with his left hand and pointed straight at the Corgi's forehead and said, "Do you say it?"

This Corgi is the beloved dog of White Dragon, and his heart is precious.

"You are cruel, I said, you let my Erinda go first!"

"Tsk, if you give this name to a male dog, your White Dragon will be so perverted."

Li Xiaoyao put down the dog and said, "Tell me, who is your superior, how many mutants are there, what are your intentions and plans and purposes?"

Bailong gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know much, because my physical condition is not suitable for receiving the gift of the mutant after the examination, so my task is to select and send talents from the White Dragon Society to become mutant. As for the total number of mutant... I don't know, there should be at least a thousand. In addition... I don't know their intentions either. I am just a small offline and have no permission to know more."

"So...who are they?"

"Who is it..." Bai Long suddenly realized, "I don't know their names, I only know that since Wang Zecheng, the leader of the Asian regional colonial costume, was killed by you... Later, they sent someone to take on this position. It seemed like a Vietnamese man, his name was unclear, and he was cruel and ruthless, but the white powder he sold was very pure, and it felt really..."

"Shut up!"

Li Xiaoyao was a little impatient and said, "Have you ever seen how to turn an ordinary person into a mutant?"

"I saw it once. It was a giant machine. No... Strictly speaking, it was not a machine, but more like a ritual. A ritual that made people change their faces and turned ordinary people into gods. We call it a gift. Those who have received the ceremony will become the waiters of the god of death, hahaha..." Bailong's expression became ferocious and pale, and he said, "The waiters of the god of death... We are all the god of death, we do everything, hahaha... Can you kill those mutants? If you Li Xiaoyao kill a mutant, we can kill a hundred soldiers. Can you feel this kind of powerless pain?"

Li Xiaoyao frowned, and he wanted to cut off his head with one sword, but he remained calm and said, "Who presided over this gift ceremony?"

"I don't know that no one has ever seen their true face. They are the people of the God of Death." Bailong's eyes became awe-inspiring, and he said, "They can do everything, they are the real gods."

“Where is this organization?”

"We were brought in with a masked face. Helicopters were picked up and the flight was not too far. We should still be within the range of Shanghai, but no one knows where that is."

"Helicopter pick-up?!" Li Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

He stood up slowly, gently slapped Bai Long, and said, "Please imprison him in the base for the time being, and then maybe it will be useful."

"Boss, why did you knock him out? Did you find any clues in the interrogation?"

"It's almost done."

Li Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I ordered the communications department to check the flight of civilian helicopters in Shanghai at low altitudes, and the purpose of each aircraft, and we will start with the helicopters to see who the master behind this scene is so powerful. It must be fast. Bai Long also said, what plan they have, we must find out the truth as soon as possible."

"yes!"

...

Late at night, when Lin Muyu returned to the room, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi were already asleep. The two good sisters occupied the entire bed and did not leave any space for him. There was no way, so he could only hold a quilt on the sofa and make do with him overnight.

Perhaps because of being too tired, he fell asleep in a blink of an eye, but the spiritual sense was always active. Even during sleep, he could still sense Jumang's divine power was active around the home. Jumang is an ancient god, probably because he slept too much, so he basically didn't sleep much. In addition, there were several very powerful ordinary auras, and even carried hot weapons, wandering around the villa. No need to think that these people were well-trained, all arranged by Li Xiaoyao. He had already started to send people to protect Lin Muyu's family's completeness. He was indeed a person with a lot of heart.

The next morning, the warm sunlight fell on the sofa, making it very comfortable to dry it on your body.

Lin Muyu was still sleeping and felt a warm and soft body lying on her body. A faint fragrance came, which was Qin Yin's breath.

"Brother Ayu, why are you sleeping here? Don't you wake me up and Xiaoxi?" she asked with a chuckling.

"You guys sleep so well that you didn't wake you up."

"oh."

Lin Muyu sat up, held Qin Yin's tender little hands and asked, "Xiao Yin, are you having fun here?"

"Of course I'm happy."

Qin Yin looked at him with a watery look and said softly: "Whether Xiaoxi and I are in the Broken Ding Realm, the God Realm or the Sixty-Fourth Realm, we have strong enemies who are coveting us at any time, so it is rare to have a comfortable sleep, but it is different here. There are no strong opponents, and there are Jumang and you who protect us, so we can relax and sleep."

"I hope we can live this kind of life in the future."

"Um!"

Outside the door, Tang Xiaoxi knocked on the door: "Get up, have breakfast."

"good."

After washing up, I went to have a meal. Lin Yan was looking at my phone, Lin Shun was reading the newspaper. Tang Xiaoxi was busy serving pumpkin porridge and slices of oatmeal bread for everyone, which made me feel like a family.

"Dad, did you sleep well last night?"

"fine."

Lin Shun looked up at Lin Muyu and said, "Xiaozhi, let's talk after dinner later."

"Ah? Oh..."

After dinner, Lin Shun lit a cigarette and said, "Let's go, let's go for a walk on the balcony."

"good……"

...

Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi went to wash dishes, while Lin Yan took a look in surprise, knowing that his father might be asking for advice from his second brother, so he smiled gloatingly and went to play mobile games on his own.

On the balcony, the early morning autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves and rolled on the wooden roof. Lin Shun took Lin Muyu all the way to the edge of the huge balcony, handed the newspaper backwards, and said: "You can read this headline news yourself."

"ah?"

Lin Muyu took the newspaper and glanced at him and couldn't help but feel shocked. The title of the news was "Mysterious Man Helped, Special Forces Soldiers Overnight in the White Dragon Society", and the picture shows a scene where Bailong and other groups of White Dragon Society squatted in an abandoned factory. Among them, Lin Muyu was actually holding the radiant Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, which was very dazzling.

"Who shot this...?"

"This is an aerial photography, an image taken by a reporter using his own aircraft. Didn't you notice it?"

"What kind of reporter is this..." Lin Muyu gritted her teeth: "If he logged out this kind of photo, would he not be afraid to threaten the safety of the families of members of the special forces?"

"Hmph, those reporters are only concerned with exposing more eye-catching things. Will they care about other people's lives or death?"

"Dad, I'm sorry." Lin Muyu slowly put away the newspaper.

Lin Shun sat on the edge of the balcony, took a strong breath of cigarettes, and said, "Son, sit with my dad for a while."

"Um."

Lin Muyu used newspaper to plaster under her butt. These pants were expensive and money could not be spent in vain.

...

"I know, you have grown up and experienced many things that I don't know. Maybe... Dad is just a drag on you now, but..."
Chapter completed!