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When Yan Qing Zhou rushed over, Xiang Bei had already been brought away by Mu Cheng Feng, and the building's cleaners were wiping away the blood on the ground.

Yan Qing Zhou stared at the bloodstain and came over to say: "The blood belonged to Liu Qian Ru and Xiang Nan. The person from the Mu family threw Xiang Nan down from the third floor, his wrists were broken, but he was fine."

"Bei Bei saw it with her own eyes?" Yan Qing Zhou's gaze darkened.

Song Miao: "Yes, and also, Bei Bei and Xiang Da Hai no longer has a father-daughter relationship."

Yan Qing Zhou: "Where is he?"

"..." "I don't know, but …" Song Miao lowered his voice, "Boss, do you remember the fortress that the President gave to the Mu family?"

Of course Yan Qing Zhou knew about the ancient fortress, the mountain range was sealed up at any time. Not to mention entering the fortress, no cars or pedestrians were allowed to enter within a radius of five kilometres.

It was not strange for the people of the Mu Family to live in there, and Yan Qing Zhou did not care about all of that, he was more concerned with Xiang Bei.

"Bei Bei was taken by him?"

"..." "Yes."

Yan Qing Zhou's body suddenly swayed, scaring Song Miao so much that he hurried to support him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Yan Qing Zhou grabbed onto Song Miao's wrist, and said with a heavy voice: "Bei Bei must have been coerced by him. Go, bring Xiang Da Hai over to me. "No, I'll go myself."

Xiang Yang's room on the second floor of the ancient fortress had been cleaned up a long time ago. One of them had become Xiang Bei's storage room, and the other was Xiang Bei's painting room.

Xiang Bei stood in front of the ancient window. Outside the window was a large golf course, and beyond it was the lush and verdant forest.

The castle was hidden in the forest like it was isolated from the rest of the world. It was quiet, mysterious, and dignified.

Xiang Bei was thinking about Yan Qing Zhou, he must be very anxious, so Xiang Bei thought that he should give him a call.

The sound of footsteps came from behind him. Xiang Bei did not turn around, she knew it was not Mu Cheng Feng.

Luo Lie brought out a box with both hands as if he was offering a treasure, "Little Ancestor, Mister gave this to you."

"What is it?"

"What you need the most right now." Luo Lie opened the box and saw a phone lying inside.

This phone was quite special because it didn't have the manufacturer's LOGO. It looked ordinary and unremarkable.

Xiang Bei's eyes lit up, "Thanks, grandson."

"This phone can be directly used by us. Little Ancestor, don't look at this thing that looks like dirt, it was developed by our family. Other than our own people, this kind of phone isn't even available on the market."

"So magical?" Xiang Bei kept looking over and over again, but she still couldn't see where the powerful mobile phone was, "Alright, I understand, just kneel down and rest. I'm going to make a call."

Luo Lie smiled as he reminded him in good faith, "Little Ancestor, this phone is the favorite phone for mercenaries, assassination organisations, and spies. The phone is just one of its functions. It has a satellite-based tracking system, an eavesdropping system, and a remote video. Oh, sir, I was told to tell you that he can listen in on your calls. "

Xiang Bei, "..." "Fuck, can't you just say that we're being watched closely? Is there something wrong with that bastard Mu Cheng Feng? I've already returned with him, what more does he want?"

Luo Lie rubbed his nose, "Don't be angry, Young Ancestor. Mister has a special identity, and we are doing this for your safety. He also said that he would not restrict you from making calls, so it doesn't matter who you call."

Xiang Bei huffed and puffed, "Then I'll beat it for Yan Qing Zhou."

As he said that, he quickly dialed Yan Qing Zhou's number.

When Yan Qing Zhou received the call, the Xiang Family's three men sat opposite him with ashen faces.

They still had to endure Yan Qing Zhou's anger after he left.