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Chapter 100

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Accompanied by Qitai and Brent, Li Mochen returned to the World of Light and soon learned another piece of good news.

When he returned to the Unicorn Apartment, the apartment butler on duty stopped him and handed him a note with some numbers.

"About a day ago, someone called the lobby and gave us this number. He said that he had called your home phone several times, but no one answered. According to the agreement, he left this message with us and said that this was an agreement between you and them, and that you would understand after reading it. "

In fact, Li Mochen already knew who the person who left this number was. After taking a look at the note, he turned his head and said, "I'm going out, alone! Don't worry, I'm just going to meet a few people. I won't do anything that violates the sponsorship contract. "

Qitai and Brent Goodman, who were following behind, frowned. The former then smiled bitterly. "Boss, please go and come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won't be able to explain it to the higher-ups."

After experiencing the hunting trip in the World of Darkness, he was no longer worried about Li Mochen's safety.

Li Mochen raised his arm to indicate that he understood, and then he took the elevator to the underground garage below the apartment. His Norfolk Lianhua 350 sports car was parked here. Because he rarely had the opportunity to use it these days, the car was covered with a thin layer of dust.

After Li Mochen opened the car door, he casually put the Netherflame Dragon in his hood on the passenger seat and fastened it with the seat belt.

— — This little guy was sleeping like a log. He must have been exhausted from the World of Darkness.

Although Friday's Green-Horned Fanged Lion did not participate in the battle due to its attribute restraints. But in the next few days, the little guy really put in a lot of effort. Sometimes, Li Mochen would even throw it into a group of ferocious dark creatures, then he would clench his fists in front of his chest and smile as he watched it struggle for its life.

So from the time they safely returned to the Ghost City at five in the afternoon, the Dragon Vein had been sleeping until now.

Li Mochen was not worried at all. This was within his expectations.

However, after tying up the Eerie Fire Dragon, he still touched the little fellow's body and probed its body with a trace of Genuine Essence. After confirming that the Eerie Flame Dragon was in good condition, Li Mochen twisted the key, started the engine, and drove the Norfolk Lotus 350 out of the garage.

According to the sponsorship agreement, Li Mochen could not break the traffic rules by speeding or racing. However, he still drove the sports car as fast as it could go according to the traffic rules. It kept changing directions, passing through three complicated flyovers and entering an underground tunnel.

Only then did Li Mochen's expression relax a little. He found that the cars that had been tailing behind them had all disappeared.

In the past, he used to get rid of his pursuers by circling in the complicated alleyways. However, this method was not only time-consuming and laborious, but it was also difficult to completely shake off the pursuers.

Now that he had this car, it was much more convenient. At high speed, he could easily distinguish the location of his pursuers and quickly get out of their sensing range. He could also use the traffic flow, complicated roads, traffic lights, flyovers, and other facilities to get rid of these people.

However, the main thing was that he had not gotten rid of those long-distance sensing magic tools — this was the trickiest part. He needed to get out of their sensing range as fast as possible.

When Li Mochen was sure that no one was tailing him, he drove straight to the east side of the city and came to a motel in the suburbs. Then, in room 321, he saw the people he wanted to see.

They were three young men in simple clothes, similar to the image in the photo. They all had a fierce and wild aura, like cheetahs and tigers in the wilderness.

"Lee Tae-lai!"

"Kermit Collingson!"

"Lawrence Collingson!"

The three of them shook hands with Li Mochen one by one. The latter carefully observed the appearance of the two white young men. "You are brothers? All of them are Collinsons? "

"Yes, Boss."

The one who answered was the thinner of the two brothers, Kermit. "You are our Boss now, right? I heard that Mr. Li, your father, is no longer around? "

"According to the information given to me by the government, they died in a gas explosion. However, I did not see their bodies."

This statement was ridiculous. Two powerful people outside the law would actually die in an ordinary gas explosion.

However, in America, the government would often use this as an excuse to cover up some public incidents caused by magical professionals to prevent public panic.

Li Mochen turned his gaze to Lee Tae-lai. He was the thinnest of the three. When he wore his glasses and sat quietly on the bed, he exuded a scholarly aura.

"Can you tell me about your situation? To be honest, I knew nothing about you before this. My father only left your photos, names, and contact addresses. "

"This is in line with Mr. Li's personality. It seems that he did not want you to come into contact with our matters too early, Boss."

A strange glint flashed in Lee Tae-lai's eyes. "What do you mean? We should be considered Mr. Li's private army. With the three of us as the leaders, there are about 27 people. I am in charge of the intelligence team and the business team. Including me, there are a total of 19 people. Sometimes, we also participate in battles. The two brothers are in charge of the combat team. There are a total of eight people, all of whom are magical professionals above Level 8.

"I think Mr. Li did not tell you that we are actually running a smuggling business. Although the total amount is not large, the profits are very high. We mainly use the Rising Sun Trading Company as a cover to smuggle various magical and electrical products from America, and even firearms, to Southeast Asia and the Golden Triangle. However, since your father's death, we have stopped working for four months. "

Li Mochen could not help but be stunned. He had already guessed that Li Chunchu was not a simple person, but he did not expect him to be involved in such a shady business.

"Atay said that we currently have 3.9 million gold duns in our accounts. However, we probably cannot continue this smuggling business. "

Kermit also looked at Li Mochen. "Boss, if you decide to end the smuggling business now, we will return the money to you. The severance fee is about 400,000 gold duns. I have to remind you that this money is black money. You might have to think of a way to wash it before using it. However, Boss, if you have other plans, we are happy to listen. This is what we two brothers owe your father. We owe him a lot. Atay is the same. He has already sold his life to your father. However, Boss, you must also pay for our expenses. The three of us have already reached Level 10 and will soon break through to Outside the Law Realm. However, this requires a large amount of money to buy various medicines. I think that the increase in our strength will be beneficial to you, Boss. Our subordinates also require a certain amount of money. Other than the combat team, most of the other members have families to take care of. "

Li Mochen's spirits were lifted, thinking that this was really a huge surprise.

He had not expected that Li Chunchu had managed to cultivate such a force under the surface. Now, it had fallen into his hands.

The news that the three of them were about to become Outside the Law Realm made Li Mochen's eyes shine.

They were not lying. Whether it was Lee Tae-lai or the two Collingson brothers, they were all similar to William Jacques. They had visible talent. The three of them would at least reach Level 16 in the future.

If he had to use words to describe Li Mochen's feelings, it would be the feeling of being hit by a golden pie falling from the sky.

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