Mo Huasong's eyes changed, and there was an indescribable coldness all over his body. "What do you mean by this? How did my father die?"

Hong Zhengying's expression also changed, and he found that he couldn't help but tell the secret.

It's all his own fault. Seeing that his daughter was so advanced in martial arts, Mo Huasong was still unwilling to marry her, so he blurted out.

"I, I don't know." Hong Zhengying hesitated and lowered his head.

Mo Huasong turned his head and looked at Wu Yuzhen: "Mom, do you know how my father died?"

Wu Yuzhen pondered for a moment and said: "At that time, I heard the old man said that he died of illness."

Mo Huasong glanced at Mr. Mo again and asked, "Did my dad die of illness at home, or outside?"

"Outside." A trace of melancholy appeared on Mr. Mo's face. "Back then, he was a member of a certain national organization. Due to confidentiality reasons, it is not convenient for me to say. Anyway, I received the news from over there.

He died of illness, but I guess he may have died."

After so many years, Mr. Mo was in a very bad mood after losing his eldest son because of the need to keep it secret.

However, the heads of these big families also have a patriotic consciousness.

Although not as high as the Long family, at least the idea of ​​sacrificing one's life for the country is not bad.

As a member of a certain national organization, Mo Chengming performs secret missions for the country, and he will definitely be in danger of sacrifice at any time.

Wu Yuzhen shouted in surprise: "What? Old man, didn't Chengming die of illness while on a business trip?"

"Probably not. Generally speaking, those organizations of theirs say they are dead when they sacrifice their lives. The reasons are very common, and we can't interfere." Mr. Mo said sadly.

Although the organization had given some pensions to the Mo family, for a big family like the Mo family, one million and hundreds of thousands was nothing. He would rather spend more than one hundred billion in exchange for his son.

Later, Mr. Mo also heard that Mo Huasong was not born to Wu Yuzhen, which made him even more annoyed, and he no longer cared about Wu Yuzhen and Mo Huasong as before.

Mo Huaren and others wanted to compete for position again, so of course they took the opportunity to cause trouble.

"What organization is it?" Mo Huasong continued to ask.

His voice was very cold, like a sharp knife unsheathed, ready to hurt someone.

Mo Huasong didn't know that such a thing existed. He thought his father died of a normal illness.

If his father was killed, he would take revenge.

Regardless of whether the opponent is the King of Heaven, I will destroy the opponent.

Mr. Mo shook his head and said: "This can't be said, not even by you. There was a gag order at that time, and that was just an organization on the outside. Cheng Ming should still be in a more secret organization. He was in the innate state at the time

How can one die of illness due to martial arts?"

"What? Mo Chengming was already in the Xiantian Realm martial arts at that time?" Hong Zhengying shouted in shock.

Mr. Mo raised his head proudly: "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have let him prepare to take over as the head of our Mo family. It's a pity, if Cheng Ming had not died, he would have been a master of martial arts, and so many things would not have happened to the Mo family.

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The Mo family lost so many masters because of internal fighting.

It's normal for other families to have infighting. But people like Mo Huaren, who want to destroy all their opponents and kill people at all costs, are the most terrifying.

"It seems that things are not simple." Hong Zhengying said to himself.

Hong Yaxuan walked up to the two female bodyguards and asked respectfully: "Senior, I wonder if I can ask you a question?"

"Miss Hong, please speak." The female bodyguard did not dare to neglect.

Although the young master does not want to marry this Hong Yaxuan, it seems that the madam does.

"I wonder what the conditions were for seniors to advance to Grandmaster martial arts? Or did they have any insights?" Hong Yaxuan asked sheepishly.

The understanding and enlightenment of becoming a master is very important. If it can be taught by a master, it will be of great help to Hong Yaxuan.

The two female bodyguards said awkwardly: "Miss Hong, actually you can ask the young master."

How could they have any natural understanding? It was Mo Huasong who used the magic elixir and holy medicine to help them advance to the master level of martial arts.

"Ask him?" Hong Yaxuan's face suddenly darkened.

Hong Da Tao saw that Hong Yaxuan's body was all dirty because she had taken the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and he hurriedly shouted: "Yaxuan, why don't you go wash it off?"

"Ah." Only then did Hong Yaxuan realize that she was so dirty, and she was so ashamed that she hurriedly ran towards the villa inside.

At this time, Fei Long also ran over and smiled charmingly at Hong Da Tao: "Brother Hong, hello."

"Who are you?" Hong Da Tao looked at Fei Long.

"My name is Fei Long, and I am the best fortune teller in the world. If Master Ba Tian is not willing to marry your sister, I will reluctantly agree. How about I marry her?" Fei Long patted his thin chest.

"Your sister, is it because you are such a charlatan?" Hong Datao was furious.

Fat Dragon has a bad reputation in the world. How could any girl like him?

It's strange, why did he come down with the Mo family?

Could it be that the Mo family didn't know his details and wanted to invite him over to see the wedding day?

In fact, Mrs. Mo really meant this. Fei Long boasted in front of Mrs. Mo, saying that he was very good at fortune telling.

Mrs. Mo thought she could invite anyone, so why not invite an acquaintance?

Fei Long said that he was Mo Huasong's good friend, and of course Mrs. Mo believed him.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Hong Zhengying said awkwardly: "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's talk inside."

"Yes, go inside and eat while saying, don't be in a hurry." Fei Long shouted excitedly.

"Eating now?" Hong Datao was sweating a little.

It's only about ten o'clock now, and it's not time to eat yet.

Entering the lobby of a building inside, Mo Huasong immediately took out his cell phone and called the Dragon Breath Organization.

"Help me find out the cause of Mo Chengming's death." Mo Huasong said directly.

After a while, the other party replied: "We are checking, and if there is any news, it will be sent to your mobile phone."

"Okay." Mo Huasong hung up the phone.

Mr. Mo persuaded Mo Huasong: "Hua Song, it's useless. It's a secret organization. You can't ask anyone to find it."

"Can't we even find the Dragon Breath Organization?" Mo Huasong asked.

"What? Hua Song, did you ask the Dragon Breath Organization to help you investigate?" Hong Zhengying shouted in surprise.

How is this possible? The Dragon Breath Organization is the most powerful organization in China. How could it obey Mo Huasong's orders?

If it were an ordinary big family, it would be okay, because they don't have any master martial arts masters.

But there are also master martial arts masters in Longxi, and they will not listen to Mo Huasong.

To put it bluntly, the Dragon Breath Organization may not necessarily think highly of Mo Huasong.
Chapter completed!