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Chen Muze returned to his residence, opened the document bag given to him by the one-star general, and took out a stack of photos.

Most of these photos are screenshots from surveillance videos.

The person in the photo looks a lot like Mutu.

He couldn't help frowning, looking through the photos carefully, and finally found a photo of a so-called holy warrior from the Illuminati Religion, accompanying someone who looked exactly like Mutu.

It was inferred from this that the person who looked exactly like Mutu in the photo was Mutu. He murmured excitedly: "Old monster, how dare you come to China."

China.

The home ground of the Chen family.

Mutu's coming to China is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

He can mobilize various resources, including military resources, to kill Mutu, so he must contact Uncle Zhou immediately.

After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and dialed.

"Muze..."

"Uncle Zhou, that person in the photo is Mutu. Since he dares to come, we have to make sure he never comes back."

"Since he is Mutu, we must keep him in our country forever." Zhou Tiefeng was also a little excited.

Mutu poses no less of a threat to China’s national security than Country M.

"Uncle Zhou, we have to plan carefully..."

Chen Muze began to talk about his ideas.

The old man and the young man talked on the phone late into the night and finalized a rough plan to get rid of Mutu.

Mutu must be killed once and for all.

Chen Muze swore secretly that less than five minutes after hanging up, the phone rang again.

Uncle Zhou again?

Chen Muze, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, quickly spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, wiped his mouth, walked quickly to the coffee table in the living room, and picked up his mobile phone.

The caller ID showed an unknown number.

"Hey?"

Chen Muze answered the phone.

"I have arrived in China."

Mutu's unique voice, low, cold and emotionless, reached Chen Muze's ears.

"It's you."

Chen Muze pretended to be surprised.

"It's me. I only have one purpose in coming to China this time, to kill you." Mutu explained his intention tepidly.

"Why don't you pretend to be a ghost?"

Chen Muze mocked Mutu.

In the past, when Mutu spoke, he would always claim to be a god, and he would always talk about divine punishment, offending God, and blaspheming God.

"In three days, Luo Buhai, you and I will fight to the death."

Mutu did not argue with Chen Muche, but directly issued a verbal challenge.

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

Chen Muze suppressed his smile and responded solemnly.

Mutu took the risk and came to China to find him for a life-or-death showdown, mostly because he was about to dig out the traitor hidden in the top management.

fair enough.

When he and Uncle Zhou were on the phone earlier, they were both worried about how to lure Mutu to a place where there were no humans.

Now they don't have to worry.

Mutu said no more.

Chen Muche held his mobile phone in his hand and paced back and forth in the living room, muttering to himself: "Dad, your wish will be fulfilled by your son."

However, Chen Muze is not optimistic either.

Does Mutu have any conspiracy?

He thought for a long time.

On his home court, with the full assistance of the military and the ability to mobilize various resources, he could have competed with Mutu.

Not to mention losing, if he couldn't kill Mutu, it was because of his incompetence.

Silent night.

Chen Muze was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking forward to the life-and-death battle in three days.

...............

Although Wei Zhengping was silenced by the Illuminati, he still confessed many things.

The top leaders mobilized internal security forces to uproot the Guangming Sect hidden in Gan Province. In addition to hundreds of low-level converts, they also secretly arrested more than 20 officials at all levels.

The officialdom of Lancheng was in turmoil.

The internal defense is under martial law.

The investigation team entered Lancheng.

Ordinary people who know nothing about the Illuminati Religion have no idea what is happening and are still busy living ordinary and peaceful lives.

What Chen Muze regretted was that Wei Zhengping did not reveal the forces behind it.

Kasikorn Group's construction site resumes work.

Construction vehicles come and go.

Next to the construction site gate.

Li Dajun and three co-workers were smoking and chatting.

"Brother Dajun, Xiao Chen asked you to meet at this time. Do you have something to do?" A co-worker asked Li Dajun.

Li Dajun exhaled smoke and said, "He didn't say anything."

A white Panamera slowly stopped in front of the four people.

"The Porsche is so cool. It is indeed a luxury car."

"Does this car cost more than one million?"

"The Beggar's Edition Panamera is close to one million, and the Porsche must choose the decoration, which will cost at least 12 to 30 million on the road."

"If you drive this car to chase women, no women should refuse."

While a few people were chatting, the window of the Panamera was lowered. Chen Muze, who was wearing sunglasses, turned to look at the four people standing on the roadside with a smile on his face.

"I'll go, Xiao Chen!"

Zhao Shuangxi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Don't be surprised. Kaitai Group has many good cars." Lao Huang despised Zhao Shuangxi, and then asked Chen Muze, "Do you drive Mr. Xu's car?"

People on the construction site didn't know Chen Muze's current situation or what he had gone through.

Especially in the case of the attack on Kasikorn Group employees, everyone present that night was asked by the police to keep the matter secret, which is commonly known as being silenced.

"I said, this is a car I bought myself. Do you believe it?" Chen Muche asked the four of them with a smile.

Old Huang was happy and shook his head.

Zhao Shuangxi also shook his head.

"Brother Dajun, get in the car."

Chen Muze greeted Li Dajun.

"Where are the three of us?"

Zhao Shuangxi was anxious. He had never ridden in a luxury car worth more than one million yuan in his entire life.

"Brother Dajun and I will discuss something alone and treat you to dinner tonight."

Chen Muze, who was sure of victory, was still cautious and planned to arrange Li Dajun before the decisive battle with Mutu.

"You go back."

Li Dajun glanced at the three co-workers and got into the passenger seat of the Panamera.

Old Huang and Zhao Shuangxi looked at each other pitifully.

Chen Muze closed the car window and started the car.

"This car looks very cool, like a sports car, but the roof is a bit low and the space is small. I still like large off-road vehicles, such as the Big G, Land Rover, and X7."

Li Dajun regarded Chen Muze as a brother, so he said whatever he thought.

"I also like big off-road vehicles, and I also like sports cars." Chen Muze smiled and said: "Brother Dajun, if I can let you go to a place where you can contribute to the country, go to the battlefield, and possibly command thousands of troops in the future. Where are you going, are you going?"

"what?"

Li Dajun was surprised.

"Firefox, have you heard of Brother Dajun?"

Chen Muze continued to ask Li Dajun.

"I've heard that it's the most awesome mercenary army in the world, and it was founded by us Chinese." Li Dajun talked about Firefox with fascination.

After he was released from prison, he wanted to go to Blackstone for an interview, but he thought there was little hope of being hired because of his criminal record, so he didn't go.

He also thought about joining Firefox, but Firefox was in the Gulf and on the continent, too far away from him.

Furthermore, his parents are getting older and their bodies are getting weaker. Staying away from them at this time is considered unfilial to him.

My parents are here and I won’t travel far.

After all, his parents are his only close relatives.

Chen Muze said: "Brother Dajun, I can let you join Firefox."

"you?"

Li Dajun stared at Chen Muze in surprise.