Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 42 The underworld princess from a mysterious family

In Mo Yu's view, this is an opportunity.

So she left Citigroup and came to Mexico in a roundabout way.

Mo City, the capital of Mo country.

It is also one of the largest cities on the planet.

In the center of Mexico City.

There is a 108-story super building.

It is Mo City and the tallest building in the entire country of Mo.

The headquarters of the world-famous international drug lord group is here.

This day.

A luxurious black extended car slowly stopped in front of this famous building.

A noble, cold and enchanting figure stepped out of the car.

Wearing a black bohemian-style dress, a deep color, elegant and low-pitched, with a black long-sleeved upper body, long hair hanging from the back of the head to the waist, simply tied up with a black ribbon, the ink-like skirt

The pendulum undulates like black waves as it moves.

The delicate gold mask on the face has bright and layered hollow patterns that shine, reflecting a golden luster.

Under the mask is a pair of phoenix eyes as deep and cold as obsidian, like a clear spring on a snow-capped mountain, and like dots of starlight reflected in it, breathtaking, deep and mysterious.

A calm and elegant atmosphere surrounds her, with an ethereal and cold and arrogant temperament, contradictory and complex, mysterious and graceful.

Although they are such completely opposite combinations, they are extremely harmonious on her body.

She is Mo Yu who came from Citiland.

Through an introduction by an intermediary.

She finally made an appointment with the senior management of the group.

However, with her experience in the Western Continent, she would not risk visiting rashly.

I have been dealing with these underworld forces for the past few days.

Mo Yu concluded a truth.

That is, the Buddha relies on his clothing and the horse relies on his saddle.

You have to learn to package yourself.

You said an entrepreneur from Daxia.

How earthy.

She is now a mafia princess from a mysterious ancient family.

"Dear Miss Mollica, please come this way. Our honorary committee member has been waiting above for a long time."

A tall white man walked out of the building, wearing a suit and leather boots, speaking fluent Iberian, and enthusiastically led the way.

Mo Yu nodded slightly, then raised his chin coldly.

Revealing a delicate snow-white chin and porcelain-clear skin.

Arrogantly, she followed him into the building.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness spread secretly, secretly observing this internationally renowned transnational underworld group.

The tallest building in the city center has black paint on its facade.

From the outside it looks normal, similar to other office buildings.

An illegal organization is actually operating in a landmark building in the nation's capital.

Well, no one else in the world has such confidence.

Entering the group headquarters, you will see a tall and bright hall with splendid decorations.

The house is decorated with high-end furniture and artwork, and the corridors are filled with group flags and photos of leaders.

If it weren't for those tall white men who come out on patrol from time to time with guns and ammunition.

Mo Yu really couldn't believe that this was the lair of a gangster.

I almost thought I was back in Mingsheng.

The employees seem to be a group of ordinary office workers.

However, Mo Yu's heart was secretly lifted,

The more they behave like this, the more it shows that this is a mature organization whose structure has been scaled up and institutionalized.

I'm afraid it won't be that easy if I want to deceive them.

Under the leadership of the white man.

The two passed through strict security checks everywhere.

Finally allowed into the elevator.

We went directly to the 101st floor of the building.

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