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When Zhu Hanying took three women to look at houses, Mo Zhentian pulled out a pack of Hongta Mountain cigarettes, quickly put one in his mouth, and was momentarily taken aback by the hand reaching out in front of him. He then lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, squinted at Mo Ming, and said, "I say, kid, you're doing pretty well outside. How come you don't even have money for a pack of cigarettes?"
"Ah, it's a long story!"
Mo Ming forced a smile and rubbed his hands together. "Old man, just give me a cigarette. Next time, I'll have someone buy you a whole box!"
"That's not necessary. Just tell me what's going on, and I'll give you one."
Mo Zhentian looked at Mo Ming with a smile. Over the years, he had been aware of what Mo Ming had been up to; at least in terms of money, his son had more than him!
He wanted to know what could possibly make Mo Ming act like he hadn't smoked in years.
"It's a long story..."
Mo Ming awkwardly smiled and reached out. "Old man, stop with the small talk and hurry up and give me a cigarette!"
Mo Zhentian ignored Mo Ming and continued smoking while quietly observing him.
"…"
Mo Ming chuckled dryly. "I've been restricted from bringing cigarettes!"
"Who restricted you? Qianqian, Lian Lian, or Yuan'er?"
"…Does it matter?"
"If you don't tell me, I won't give you one!"
"Qianqian and Murong Lian won't give me any, but Yuan'er secretly supports my smoking. I mean, a man can't not smoke, right?" Mo Ming chuckled.
"Haha, damn it, I'm spot on every time!" Mo Zhentian laughed heartily. "Back in the day when I smoked, your mother also tried to control me! But I just ignored her and kept smoking! Whether she liked it or not, in the end, she had to give in to me!"
"Alright, I know you're domineering. Hurry up and give me a cigarette!" Mo Ming rolled his eyes in frustration and waved his hand.
With a smile on his lips, Mo Zhentian tossed the cigarette pack to Mo Ming, who took one out, lit it, and then threw the pack back: "This woman is really annoying, but men have to like women. It's a strange problem. If I have money in the future, I must invest in a research team to study this!"
"Qianqian is also thinking about your health, so don't complain about her being annoying. When there's a chance, I'll mention to Qianqian that it's okay to smoke occasionally; don't let her control you too tightly." Mo Zhentian surprisingly said this.
In Mo Ming's memory, his father never helped him plead for anything. Basically, whatever Zhu Hanying said was final; if she said not to do something, then he wasn't allowed to do it!
Now, Mo Ming felt a strong sense of paternal love and almost wanted to rush over and give him a big kiss: "Wow, old man, you really moved me! If this works out, I'll take care of all your food, drink, smoking, and living expenses for life!"
"Get out of here with your nonsense! I'm not so pathetic that I need you to take care of my food and living expenses!" Mo Zhentian almost choked on Mo Ming's words. Clearing his throat, he said: "Besides, raising a son this big—it's only natural for you to take responsibility for me!"
"Hahaha... I was just joking! Just take it lightly. Old man, consider you helping me plead as my reward!" Mo Ming enjoyed a puff of smoke and then blew out a smoke ring.
Mo Zhentian asked: "Reward? What reward?"
"You letting me protect your comrade Murong Wei's wife Murong Lian!"
"That's your wife!" Mo Zhentian exclaimed loudly. "You protecting your wife and asking for a reward? You little rascal, is that reasonable?"
"Damn..." As soon as the curse left his mouth, Mo Ming stopped the topic. It wasn't that he was afraid to speak crudely with Mo Zhentian, but he heard someone walking into the house.
"Hahaha... Old Master Mo, I'm here without any business!" A cheerful voice came through before the person was seen: "I hope I’m not interrupting your family chat!"
Mo Ming looked towards the entrance, where a well-dressed Young Man approached. This Young Man was very handsome, and the muscles beneath his suit were hard to conceal, almost visible at first glance.
This person looked familiar!
A thought flashed through Mo Ming's mind, and he exclaimed in shock, "No way, aren't you that international martial arts star Huang Zifeng!"
"That's right, I am Huang Zifeng!" The Young Man walked over and shook hands with Mo Ming.
Mo Ming glanced at the smiling Mo Zhentian, then back at the equally cheerful Huang Zifeng, raising an eyebrow and asking, "What are you doing here?"
This place, while not exactly hidden, was certainly secure. Generally, outsiders could not enter; there were snipers and checkpoints along the way. Any incoming vehicles or pedestrians would be stopped, and anyone with ill intentions would surely meet a grim fate.
An international martial arts star, no matter how famous, could not possibly enter such a confidential location. This indicated that Huang Zifeng was not as simple as he appeared; he must have some special connection to the country.
Or perhaps, Mo Ming thought, could this guy be his distant cousin!?
Huang Zifeng glanced at Mo Zhentian, then smiled at Mo Ming, saying, "I can get in here; I think you should have guessed a bit..."
"Yeah, distant cousin!" Mo Ming nodded.
"…"
Huang Zifeng looked a bit embarrassed, while Mo Zhentian laughed heartily and said, "You really have quite an imagination! Huang Zifeng, the international martial arts star, is actually the leader of the Chinese Dragon Group, primarily responsible for gathering national intelligence—similar to a security bureau!"
"Ah, drop the 'Zi', and it's just Huang Feng, nicknamed 'Wasp', the leader of the Dragon Group!” After hearing this from the old man, Mo Ming immediately recalled information about the leader of the Dragon Group, smiling lightly as he said, “I didn’t connect the dots at first. I never expected this mysterious leader of the Dragon Group would come out into the open as a martial arts superstar. It seems like working for the Dragon Group is quite leisurely.”
Huang Zifeng laughed heartily and said, “This is mainly to disguise my identity. From now on, just call me Huang Zifeng. Don’t refer to me as Huang Feng. If my identity gets exposed, my future work will become very difficult.”
"Ha ha..." Mo Ming sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "It really is true that nothing brings you here without a reason. Director Huang, you are quite straightforward. So, what brings you to me today?"
Mo Zhentian did not find Mo Ming rude. He smiled slightly at Huang Zifeng and said, "Zifeng, you should sit down too," before also taking a seat on the sofa, remaining quiet.
"How did you know I wasn't looking for Old Man Mo but for you?" Huang Zifeng asked curiously as he settled onto the sofa opposite Mo Ming.
Mo Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and replied, "If I couldn't figure out something so obvious, I might as well have lived my life in vain. Should I call you Huang Zifeng from now on? I don't think we will have much interaction, but if you say it like that, we will definitely be seeing each other often."
"As expected of Shura, you managed to guess that." Huang Zifeng smiled slightly and continued, "Since you already know my purpose, I'll be straightforward. I know that after your retirement, you formed an organization to fight against the Dark Order."
"Yes, I assume your Dragon Group has gathered most of the information about me," Mo Ming replied calmly.
Huang Zifeng spoke seriously, "You are impressive. In such a short time since your retirement, you've established an organization like 'Yihun.' I admire you for that. Shura, regarding that failed mission of yours, I have some understanding; it was not your fault at all. Your operation was betrayed!"
"Do you know who it was?" Mo Ming's expression turned serious. He had long suspected that their operation had been sold out, but he still had no idea who had done it despite his lengthy investigation.
No one could know that when Huang Zifeng mentioned this matter, the killing intent and anger hidden in Mo Ming's eyes were profound. He harbored deep resentment towards the traitor who had caused the deaths of all his comrades. Day and night, his desire to eliminate that informant was no less than his wish to take down the Dark Order.
"The matter I want to discuss with you is precisely this. Ha ha, you're definitely going to be interested!" Huang Zifeng looked at Mo Ming with intrigue.
Mo Ming's brows furrowed with a surge of killing intent as he said, "Speak!"
"The Overlord of the Dark Order!" The moment those words left Huang Zifeng's mouth, a chill rose from the depths of Mo Ming's heart.
Overlord!
The top expert within the Dark Order!
However, this was not the reason for the icy chill rising from the depths of Mo Ming's heart. No matter how powerful Overlord was, Mo Ming would not be afraid. What shocked Mo Ming the most was that the person who had betrayed them was Overlord!
This meant that Overlord was one of the high-ranking officials who knew about the intelligence!
Seeing Mo Ming's shock, Huang Zifeng said, "I think you already understand the seriousness of this situation. The high-ranking members of Dark Order have infiltrated our country's upper echelons; he is a tumor that could harm our nation's security at any time!"
"Director Huang, do you know who Overlord is?" Mo Ming suppressed his anger and spoke coldly.
No matter how high-ranking Overlord was, as long as Mo Ming knew who it was, he would not let him go!
Huang Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I don't know. The team member who knew about this situation only told me some information and then disappeared without a trace. I hope you can assist us in finding this person!"
"I'm afraid that if we find him, he will only be a silent corpse!" Mo Ming shook his head in disappointment. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "What is his name? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I also want to find him."
Huang Zifeng took out a crumpled document from his pocket and handed it to Mo Ming, saying, "Su Luan, a person from the capital. Here is his information and photo. I hope you can help us find him!"
"Su Luan?" Mo Ming exclaimed as he picked up the document and opened it to see the person in the photo. "It really is him, Su Yu's brother, from Suzhou. When Su Yu died, I went to inform him about the situation; after that, he disappeared, and I could never find him again."
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