Zhan Hua simply closed his eyes.

Although there was still a strong aroma of food in the cell, Zhan Hua no longer shouted and asked for it.

His eyes were in purity, and his teeth were biting his bloodless lips, as if he wanted to completely sew the mouth so that it could not speak.

Long Liang was not in a hurry.

He sat back on the chair, picked up the things on the table, and slowly started eating, as if waiting for something.

But for a while.

The door of the cell was pushed open.

A man who came down from the mirror came over with his cell phone and handed it to Long Liang.

Long Liang wiped his hands elegantly, took the phone and took a look.

He couldn't help but laugh.

"Zhan Hua, 43 years old, was once the owner of two hot pot restaurants in Yanyang. His mother was trampled to death when Yanyang was in chaos..." When Long Liang read the message on his phone, Zhan Hua suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him in amazement, looking disbelief.

Long Liang ignored him and continued on his own, "Oh! By the way! There is also a daughter who is studying at New York University."

As he said that, Long Liang smiled and raised his head, looking at the shocked Zhan Hua, "You should have lost contact with your daughter for a long time! But..." Long Liang showed a playful smile, "She is still alive."

The next second, Zhan Hua completely exploded like a wild beast.

"What are you going to do to her!"

"You let her go! If you have the ability to come to me! For me!!"

He tried desperately to break free from the chair, and his wrist was handcuffed and his blue veins roared like a lion who had lost his mind.

Long Liang shook his phone and said calmly, "What we want to do to her depends on what you say to us."

"It would be a pity if you just say something boring."

"As the God of the world, I don't want to attack my own people, do you understand?"

Zhan Hua was gasping heavily.

His whole body and cells seemed to explode. He breathed desperately and his mind was in chaos.

Zhan Hua clenched his fists and held them tightly. His fingernails cut his palms, and blood flowed out through the gaps in his palms. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "I'm coming from Guangling Mountains!"

“How many people?”

Zhan Hua hesitated and stood there.

Suddenly, Long Liang exploded suddenly, pinched Zhan Hua's chin, looked down at him, and asked sternly, "I'll ask you how many people are!"

Zhan Hua's lips trembled.

His body trembled immediately, and he stuttered and replied, "More than 15 million people."

In the cell.

When Songying and Long Liang heard this number, they were both stunned.

Long Liang immediately asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

"I...I don't know."

"I don't want to spend time with you anymore!"

"I...I really don't know..." Zhan Hua cried in a collapse, his voice even more swallowed, "We don't know where to go, no one knows..." "There are people from Huawu?"

"There are..." "So many of you?

Who is the leader?”

"Qin...Qin Mo..." Long Liang was stunned in place, and Songying suddenly froze.

When they heard Qin Mo's name, they seemed to have completely petrified, and their eyes widened, unbelievable.

"He is still in China?"

Songying couldn't believe it.

"I thought that if he had killed so many of us who were under the mirror, he should have fled to that hidden dungeon."

Long Liang let go of Zhan Hua and fell into deep thought.

Neither of them paid attention to Zhan Hua sitting in the prison chair. After looking at each other, they walked out of the cell with great strides.

"Wait! Where is my daughter! Where is my daughter!!"

Behind him, Zhan Hua's hysterical and angry shouts came. He wanted to break free and stood up again and again, but was firmly fixed on the chair.

Long Liang stopped and turned his back to him.

"Your daughter, she is brave, and when we attacked New York, she was one of the few rebels, and she died."

Zhan Hua was stunned in the seat.

Behind Long Liang's cruel departure, the middle-aged man's heart-wrenching wail sounded. He was as crazy as he was hysterical, cursing and losing all his rationality.

And Long Liang ignored him either.

He knows.

When he told the man that his daughter was dead, he would soon die.

After all, in this world, he no longer has any motivation to live.

Return to Wushuang headquarters.

Long Liang and Songying looked very gloomy.

"It seems that the sudden disappearance of so many people in China is also related to Qin Mo."

Long Liang sighed and finally spoke.

Song Ying gradually clenched his fists.

From the time he came out of the cell to the present, he was always extremely frustrated, and the nameless fire was burning in his heart.

A mere Qin Mo, a young boy in his twenties, repeatedly ruined his good deeds from the mirror, which really made Song Ying extremely angry! Song Ying couldn't hold back this little bit of anger! "Qin Mo! This boy must be eliminated! must be eliminated!!"

In the conference room, his hysterical roar rang out.

Long Liang glanced at him lightly, "Let's send two immortals to the Guangling Mountains first to check it carefully! If we really find Qin Mo's traces, we will make plans."

"The Guangling Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers and are recognized as the largest mountain in China. Qin Mo and tens of millions of people are impossible to walk very fast."

Songying suppressed the anger in his heart.

He nodded heavily, "I don't know where these people want to go?"

"It should be looking for a place to survive."

Long Liang's analysis.

"It seems that the people who disappeared should be looking for a place to survive, just like Qin Mo and the others."

Song Ying took over the conversation, "It's so fucking, hundreds of millions of people are hiding, but our people can't be found! They are all a bunch of wine bags!!"

Long Liang sighed lightly and said helplessly, "You don't have to be angry, there is nothing you can do about this."

"The only people we stayed in China is only 50,000 or 60,000, and the rest are scattered all over the world."

"What's more, those Chinese people know China better than you, or even more than me. I have been away from China for decades, and things have long been a retreat in everything. We may have never heard of them."

"Let's find two immortals first and find out the situation!"

Songying nodded.

Immediately, the two called Li Zichen and Tong Ru respectively.

As a top immortal in the Divine Blessing Alliance, Tong Ru is only one meter two meters tall, looks like a child, and her skin is as white and tender as a child, and she can't tell that she is in her 60s.

"You two explore the Xia Guangling Mountains."

Song Ying ordered, "You must carefully explore the Guangling Mountains, which are thousands of kilometers in the entire territory! You cannot use your spiritual sense to make things happen! The spiritual sense cannot expand for several miles in the mountains blocking the mountains, and must be carefully investigated with your naked eyes!"

"Once you find something, don't fight!"

"Come back now!"

Li Zichen and Tong Ru nodded at the same time, "Yes!"

Wushuang City is a thousand miles away from the Guangling Mountains.

In the same mirror, it is impossible to use the so-called magical means of tearing open the cracks. The two immortals flew for several days and nights before they arrived at the boundary of Yingzhou.

Yingzhou Province is the closest province to the Guangling Mountains. Even so, it is still a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

The two people who control the Yanzhou Prince Min received in person.

After listening to Wang Zimin's words, the length of the Guangling Mountains was beyond the imagination of both of them. If they were to investigate at the same time, it would probably take a few days.

"If you waste a few days of such a boring and boring task, it will be too boring."

When they arrived at the border of Guangling Mountains, Tong Ru couldn't help but complain.
To be continued...