The next morning, Ye Muchen contacted Xue San, and the two made an appointment to stay in Liyuan, Beijing, which is a local time-honored theater and a restaurant, which has a history of many years.

The people who come here are basically older and their families must be very good. Otherwise, with the sky-high price of vegetables here, ordinary people cannot afford it.

When Ye Muchen walked into this place, he saw that the service staff were basically wearing clothes from the Republic of China period, which was very distinctive.

He was wearing a Loulan suit and a snake god mask. As soon as he came in, he was noticed by the waiters here, and they all looked curious.

At this time, a beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam walked up to Ye Muchen and bowed and asked, "Is it a snake god?"

"Well, Xue San's guy, lead the way." Ye Muchen said, following the woman upstairs.

There were no guests here early in the morning except for the staff. When we arrived at a private room on the second floor, there was a small square table in the middle and three Taishi chairs next to it. There was a stairs in front of us. You could clearly see the entire stage by opening the sliding door.

The fee for a private room here is 200,000 yuan, and it doesn’t count as anything for food and drink. Xue San is already sitting in one of the seats, standing next to him seven young men wearing white modern Hanfu, three women and four men.

The girl wearing a cheongsam walked in and bowed and said, "Santher Master, bring it to the snake god."

Xue San stood up and turned around and laughed, "Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Muchen walked over and said nothing, but suddenly a man next to him pointed at him and scolded: "See that the third master still dared to wear a mask, take it down."

Some of the others were curious and some watched the show. The man who scolded him was Xue San's famously violent temper, which caused Xue San a lot of trouble. However, this person was loyal to Xue Sanji and could be said to have given his life to Xue San, so he has always been the person Xue San trusted the most.

Ye Muchen didn't even look at this person, and walked towards another location here, saying, "Xue San, are you planning to give me a warning? People who play this trick can easily capsize."

"Brother, don't be surprised. My subordinate is stubborn, don't know him like a rough man." Xue San laughed and looked at the man angrily: "Ayong, I have taught you many times. Can you have some eyesight? Can anyone dare to argue with anyone? Why don't you apologize to the snake god quickly?"

Yang Yong had no choice but to walk to Ye Muchen and shouted angrily: "I'm sorry."

Ye Muchen had no grudges against these straightforward reckless men. He waved his hand to let him retreat. After sitting down, he saw another seat here and asked, "Have you made an appointment?"

"Yes, I'll introduce you to a friend. I'm the first game player and definitely a master." Xue San approached him and whispered: "The real underworld in the capital, their five generations of underworld have been around since the late Qing Dynasty. I have great skills in this capital. I'll give you three points when I see it."

"There are still underworlds in this era? Who? Why haven't I heard of this person?" Ye Muchen was also curious. It's really not easy to describe how it existed in the capital for five generations.

"The Mo family now has four sons and two daughters, each of which is a strong person, and the Mo family's children are all very low-key. If I hadn't had some contact with them, I wouldn't have known the existence of the Mo family." Xue Sanyi looked amazed, and there was a little awe in his eyes at the Mo family.

As he was speaking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a man wearing a black kung fu shirt walked in, followed by more than a dozen people, all of whom were the same, and there was a black letter on his left chest, as if he was from a martial arts school.

Xue San immediately stood up and smiled and said, "Master Mo Wu, you are here, please sit down. Let me introduce you to you. This is the master I mentioned to you, the snake god. This is Mo Hei Wu Mo Wu."

Mo Heiwu saw Ye Muchen wearing a mask and frowned and said, "Oh, where did this child come from? He is still wearing a mask? Why, I have no face to see people, but I still dare not see people, um!"

"What a bad thing, this master? If he hadn't been lucky enough to go in randomly from the beginning, it would be his turn to be a master. He has a high level and good equipment, but he would not be considered a master."

"That's right, can the little doll holds a gun and be the same as a soldier holds a gun? Could it be that if you hold a gun, you will become a soldier?"

Everyone behind Mo Heiwu laughed.

Ye Muchen sighed, releasing the power of the snake god, his eyes turned into snake eyes, and his spiritual waves spread. Everyone here turned white and fell to the ground, leaving only Xue San and Mo Heiwu sitting, but their faces were pale and their eyes were full of shock and pain. Their spirits were at least twice as different from Ye Muchen. They had no choice but to be determined.

"Xue San, Mo Heiwu, show off in front of me, right? No matter whether you Xue San or the Mo family, if I want to destroy you two, it will be a little trouble at most, and it is not a difficult task. If you want to discuss cooperation, then show sincerity and use your identity and background as a master. In my eyes, you are a little bigger bug." Ye Muchen's tone revealed impatientness and a hint of murderous intent.

Xue San grabbed the handrail tightly with both hands and said quickly: "Brother Snake God, I'm sorry, it's...we're offending. Please accept it quickly... put away your attack."

"Hmph, this is the last time. Don't blame me for being ruthless again." After Ye Muchen said that, he put away the power of the snake god. Only then did the two of them breathe a sigh of relief, but their minds were still so uncomfortable that they felt like they had just woken up after being knocked out.

Mo Heiwu clasped his fists and said, "Sorry, I don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me for offending."

Ye Muchen stopped talking, and no one could see his face. Xue San immediately went over and took the teapot and poured it on Ye Muchen first, then on Mo Heiwu, and then said: "The next game is the Meteor Butterfly Sword, which is to be a killer in the city. The main task is not difficult, and a hundred people are enough for half a day."

"Xue Jingui, you are so well-informed. I just heard yesterday that someone who knew the plot reported it to the official. Do you know now? Is it because you are in the official family, or is it that you Xue Jingui also a reader of that book? Why haven't I heard you read novels even if you can read novels!" Mo Heiwu looked at Xue San with a meaningful smile.

Xue San laughed and said, "I happened to see it when I was bored. I thought it was quite interesting, so I took a few more glances."

"There is nothing to discuss on the main line that kills hundreds of people. I came here because of the problems of the royal palace and Tianluo. Do you have the courage to take it down?" Ye Muchen looked at the two of them.

Xue San frowned and hesitated. Of course, he knew that if the royal palace and Tianluo were destroyed, they would not only be able to handle the main line, but the most important thing was that the two largest forces would definitely hide countless treasures, martial arts and equipment.

"How is the strength of these two forces?" Mo Heiwu didn't know the plot, so Xue San came to him because he was interested in his strength.

"The masters of the royal family are about level 30, and they all have level 30 equipment and at least silver-level martial arts. The third prince himself should have level 50, gold-level martial arts, and a complete set of equipment.

Tianluo is a killer organization, with ten first-class killers, all of which are about level 40. The equipment and martial arts should be both silver-level. There are also three top-class killers who are also level 50. Each one is similar to the prince, but the equipment may be worse than the prince.

There is also Boss Luo, who is not under the Third Prince. If we face each other head-on, we will not even have a chance to escape." Ye Muchen said, seeing the shock in Mo Heiwu's eyes.

Xue San sighed and said, "If you want to destroy the royal palace and Tianluo, unless you call all players to attack to the death and fill it with human lives, but this is not an online game, I'm afraid there will not be so many people as cannon fodder. It's not easy to get the things in it."

"The gap is so big, why are you talking about? Don't ask me for death." Mo Heiwu immediately rejected it. He came to have benefits, not for death.

Ye Muchen looked at Xue San, and it seemed that he did not know the real purpose of the royal palace and Tianluo. In his book, he only told the protagonist that there is an imperial tomb at the bottom of this city. If he could get it, it would not only be rich enough to rival a country, but also have peerless magical weapons and martial arts.
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