Ever since he knew this white lie, Su Yu had no extravagant hope that the stars in the night sky would protect him. He only hoped that his parents would be alive.

After solving more and more mysteries, the stubbornness in Su Yu's heart became stronger, and she hoped that those relatives with mysterious identities who had never met before were still alive in the world.

Whether he is lingering on his last breath or harboring conspiracies, nothing is more important than living, especially for him who is looking for answers.

Su Yu raised his head and looked at the boundless darkness in the distance, his eyes firmly said: "There is really a long way to go!"

Su Yu's simple and warm reunion was satisfactory.

Compared to the museum, the atmosphere seemed particularly embarrassing. Under the smell of blood, everyone felt a sense of panic in their hearts.

Looking around, the entire museum floor was covered with bloody limbs.

The blood on the floor condensed into a thick layer due to the cold weather, resembling a blood-red paste.

Even if there is a bright light hanging above the head, it still gives people a sense of seeing an abyss of hell, and makes people's scalp numb when looking at it.

Many timid members of the Soul Soul Hall could not help but vomit.

It was an unbearable sight to vomit, except for a few people, who stood there with unchanging expressions, which was incompatible with most of the members of the Soul Soul Hall.

One of them is the scheming young master of the Soul-Sorrowing Hall, Jiang Guihui.

Coincidentally, Wang Yongfeng, Wang Pengyun and his son also came, standing behind them with ugly faces.

Fortunately for Wang Yongfeng, after all, he has experienced life and death over the years and has seen big scenes.

On the contrary, Wang Pengyun, who was used to living a comfortable life, looked pale and weak. If it weren't for Jiang Guihui's presence, he would have almost vomited several times.

Jiang Guilai looked at the corpses, slowly squatted down, stretched out his fingers, wiped a handful of paste-like blood and looked at them carefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

Several men in black stood upright and silent behind Jiang Guilai, not affected by the surrounding environment at all.

"What do you think?" Jiang Guilai stirred the blood ointment with his fingers and asked.

Wang Pengyun originally wanted to take the initiative to express himself through the art of language, so that he could climb up the big tree of the young master of the Hall of Souls.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, Wang Yongfeng grabbed his sleeve and kept winking at him.

Just when he was confused, the men in black standing behind Jiang Guilai spoke.

Only then did Wang Pengyun realize that the question did not include "them". He felt even more frightened and almost offended the eldest young master.

"Looking at the wounds on the deceased, he should be a master of swordsmanship!"

"It has even reached its peak..."

Jiang returned and asked: "Is this person more powerful than you?"

"We haven't fought before so I'm not sure yet, but I think with our combined strength, the other party will definitely be no match for us."

After hearing this answer, Jiang Guilai said nothing and continued to squat on the ground, stirring the thick blood ointment with deep thoughts.

As Jiang returned and fell into silence, the surrounding environment became dull again.

Soon after, the man who had been reporting the situation to Jiang Guilai in the bar walked up behind Jiang Guilai.

The atmosphere of silence was broken again.

"Have you found it?" Jiang Gui returned and asked.

"It was found, but there are not many clues left. The museum once had a power outage. After the power was restored, the camera only captured the other party's back."

"All the members responsible for guarding the secret room died. The old woman is also missing. She must have been rescued by the other party."

"In addition, ropes were found on the roof of the building. According to the on-site investigation, the number of people was not less than four. It was obvious that they were well prepared."

After the man finished his introduction, Jiang Guilai stood up and stretched out his palm towards the man.

The man quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it over. After waiting for Jiang Guilai to wipe his hands, he handed the surveillance video he found to Jiang Guilai.

The video is very short, only a few seconds long, and the only image that can be seen is the back of a man leaving the museum.

It is obviously unrealistic to identify a person by his back. Without other clues, there is no trace at all.

Jiang Guilai originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to interrogate the other party to achieve his goal secretly.

Unexpectedly, not only were they not interrogated, but many peripheral members were slaughtered by the other party.

Jiang Huihui wouldn't care if these peripheral members of the Soul Soul Hall died. What really mattered to him was that he had lost an opportunity, an opportunity to prove himself and gain recognition!

When Jiang returned, feeling depressed and immersed in failure, Wang Pengyun, who smelled an opportunity, moved his position and leaned forward, looking at the screen with his toes.

When he saw the back figure, Wang Pengyun's eyes changed and he immediately recognized the back figure.

As the lost dog who escaped from the Wang family, how could he not recognize who the other person was? His eyes suddenly turned from surprise to surprise. He had finally waited for the opportunity to show himself.

Thinking of this, he immediately said impatiently: "Master, I know who this person is!"

When Jiang Guilai heard these words, he turned around and looked at Wang Pengyun. In his greedy eyes, he could see unconcealed ambition.

Regarding this, Jiang Guilai felt a burst of contempt in his heart. A dog is a dog, so it has the right to turn over and become a tiger.

Jiang Guilai knew how to employ people and did not show his disdain. He threw the phone to Wang Pengyun and said lukewarmly:

"Look carefully to see if it is this person. If you look wrong, your head will fall off!"

For the sake of caution, Wang Pengyun looked at him carefully a few more times and confirmed: "Yes, that's the person. I know him even if he turns into ashes!"

"Are you sure?"

Wang Pengyun said excitedly: "There will be no mistake, this is the person who destroyed our Wang family!"

Hearing these words, Wang Yongfeng was a little surprised. He really didn't expect that the murderer who massacred the members of the Soul Soul Hall and the Wang family was actually the same person.

Jiang Guilai looked at him, the Wang family's father and son's expressions changed, and continued: "Introduce this person in detail."

"Yes, Master!"

With the opportunity before him, Wang Pengyun naturally wanted to seize it, and without further ado, he quickly introduced it.

"This person's name is Su Yu, chairman of Rixi Group. He has been very noisy in recent months. I heard that he has offended many families in Beicheng."

"Furthermore, Su Yu has a close relationship with the Ji family and has an unclear relationship."

"I came to Nanyun a few days ago and got rid of the Liao family and the Scorpio Temple. Because of the Sirius mercenary group, they deliberately came to our Wang family. No one in the Wang family except me was spared..."

After listening to the introduction, Jiang Guilai looked calm and not surprised at all.

As early as after the Scorpio Temple was destroyed, he knew about Su Yu and checked Su Yu's information.

I just didn't expect that Su Yu would actually take action against the Soul Soul Hall.
Chapter completed!