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in the carriage.

Taylor pointed his gun at the back of Chen Muze's head with murderous intent.

Chen Muze turned around faster than lightning. Taylor's eyes were dazzled. The gun had been taken away and turned into parts clattering on the floor.

"If you move again, I will kill you."

Chen Muze's careless words made Taylor shudder. This guy knew that Chen Muze meant what he said. He said he would kill people and never maim them.

Hall was very embarrassed to see the personal bodyguards chosen by his family in such a mess.

"Your bodyguards are very weak and can only deal with threats from ordinary killers. My people and I are very strong. If there is a situation, you must follow my arrangements."

Chen Muze looked around at everyone.

"Don't forget your identity, you are not qualified to talk to us like this." Hall finally couldn't help it, stood up slowly and glared at Chen Muze.

"I'm not your bodyguard or servant, don't pretend to be in front of me." Chen Muze glanced at Hall casually, turned around and walked away leisurely.

Ruth stared at Chen Muze who was walking away, with a strange color flashing in her eyes.

"Master Hall, do you need me to gather people to capture him?" Taylor, who was not willing to be humiliated, carefully asked the ugly-looking Hall, who wanted to cut Chen Muze into pieces.

"go out!"

Hall glared at Taylor, who was blushing, and sat down with a sullen face, thinking about how to deal with Chen Muze.

Taylor picked up the pistol parts, assembled them, walked out of the luxurious bar car, and punched the siding.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

A bodyguard in black couldn't help but ask Taylor.

"Damn Leng Feng, I must make his death ugly."

Taylor still doesn’t know Leng Feng’s true identity.

Firefox internally requires that Chen Muze’s identity be kept strictly confidential and must not be leaked.

The train passed through the English Channel from the undersea tunnel, and night fell quietly.

At the end of the train, Chen Muze and his subordinates were chatting while eating lunch boxes, and did not have any contact with the pretentious young ladies.

We are not from the same place, we do not want to get together.

Two waitresses wearing uniforms similar to stewardesses pushed a trolley into the carriage and handed out free dinners to Blackstone employees.

Dinner is a set meal, including beef tenderloin, shrimp steak, grilled cod, pasta and a fruit salad. It is not rich, but very delicious.

"We have also prepared red wine. Which gentleman will drink?" The beautiful and sexy waitress picked up a bottle of red wine and asked the people in the carriage with a smile.

Everyone looked at Chen Muze.

The superiors asked them to obey Chen Muze's orders.

"Let me taste it for you first."

Chen Muze smiled harmlessly.

The two men sitting opposite Chen Muze frowned and looked at each other.

These two people are the backbone of Blackstone's special mission department.

The Special Tasks Department, as the name suggests, performs relatively special security tasks, such as this time.

The one hundred people participating in this mission were personally selected by these two.

What made the two of them unhappy was that a young boy was assigned to lead the team, and they became deputies instead.

"During the mission, you are not allowed to drink alcohol. It is the iron rule of the Black Stone."

A man sitting opposite Chen Muze spoke.

This person’s name is Feng Yaohui.

The man sitting next to Feng Yaohui is named Zhao Sheng.

"Drink less, it won't bother you, and it can also refresh you." Chen Muze said with a smile, not minding that Feng Yaohui opposed him in public.

Zhao Sheng said with a cold face: "Who can say for sure whether it's in the way or not?"

At this time, the waiter walked up to Chen Muze with the red wine, leaned slightly and asked: "Sir, do you still need it?"

"They won't drink. I'll drink it myself. Let's keep this bottle here." Chen Muze's smile remained unchanged, neither embarrassed nor angry.

The waitress put down the red wine, took out the goblet from the trolley, placed it on the small table, and said with a smile: "Please use it slowly."

"Thank you."

Chen Muche responded politely to the waitress.

The waiter leaves.

Chen Muze poured himself a small half glass of red wine and took a leisurely sip.

Feng Yaohui stared at Chen Muze coldly, extremely dissatisfied.

"Codename Prince, do you imagine that your father can be the emperor?" Zhao Sheng really couldn't stand the young boy pretending to be sexy in front of him, so he taunted him.

Blackstone executives have not disclosed Chen Muze’s identity.

The young boy Zhao Sheng could not dream of was the first heir to all the assets and power of the Chen family.

"Of course, who doesn't want his father to be above all living beings?"

After Chen Muze finished speaking, he raised his face and drank.

"Then you can only live in despair for the rest of your life."

Zhao Sheng looked down on Chen Muze with disdain.

Chen Muze put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "Not necessarily."

Zhao Sheng still wanted to say.

Feng Yaohui bumped Zhao Sheng with his elbow to stop Zhao Sheng from talking.

In any case, the young boy in front of them in this operation was their boss and was sent by the higher-ups.

"Old Feng, I heard that last time you performed a mission, you killed seventeen killers by yourself. The leading killer among them was ranked in the top twenty on the dark web killer list."

Zhao Sheng asked Feng Yaohui deliberately.

"Last time was also full of dangers. It's not worth saying more, but you..."

Feng Yaohui also began to praise Zhao Sheng.

The two of them talked about their glorious deeds, undoubtedly trying to let Chen Muche know that he was not qualified to be their boss.

Chen Muze was drinking and playing with his mobile phone, seemingly ignoring the two of them.

The two of them felt like they were punched in the air, and they became increasingly unhappy.

Feng Yaohui said: "Prince, you have been asked to take charge of this operation. You must have had many special experiences. Can you tell us about them?"

"Yes, tell everyone, everyone applaud!"

Zhao Sheng encouraged everyone and took the lead in applauding.

More than a hundred people were either better or applauded.

"From the time I can remember, until I was eighteen years old, I was in school. I left school less than half a year ago..."

"You just left school?"

Zhao Sheng and Feng Yaohui said in unison, frowning and staring at Chen Muze.

What's going on when the superiors send a student to be their boss?

"Yes."

Chen Muze was calm and composed.

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Sheng slammed the small table.

The carriage instantly became quiet, and hundreds of Blackstone Iron Guards stared at Chen Muze, with surprise, doubt, and dissatisfaction evident on their faces.

"I'll have to ask headquarters."

Feng Yaohui looked serious and picked up his mobile phone. However, the train was speeding in the wilderness with no village in front or behind, and there was no signal on the mobile phone.

"Until the headquarters clears up our doubts, can we temporarily replace you and take charge of this operation?"

Feng Yaohui stared at Chen Muze, saying this was tantamount to seizing power.

"Who do you want to listen to?!"

Zhao Sheng simply didn't wait for Chen Muze to say anything, and stood up to ask the hundreds of iron guards present.

Before today, these iron guards did not know Chen Muze, so how could they support Chen Muze, and they also offended their trusted old boss for this.

"Listen to Brother Zhao and Brother Feng!"

"Listen to Brother Zhao and Brother Feng!"

"Students have no right to order us!"

Some people spoke out.

"If you don't listen to me, you will regret it."

Chen Muze, who was ostracized by everyone, could still laugh, as if he was heartless.

Zhao Sheng scoffed.