【Power Table
The current power ranking is 2.
1. ？ ？ ： ？ ？ ？ (Currently, the permission to query this faction is not enabled.)
2. Zhu family of Yan State: 22,000.
3. Hermann family of the United States: 21,800.
4. Extremely Cold Island: 10,000.
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8. Yan State Han Family: 7200.
9. Soul-Destroying Group: 7000.
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I don’t even have the authority to check the number one power.
It was a bit surprising that the Soul-Destroying Group was ranked ninth, but when I thought that their force consisted of nothing but those 52 psychics, it seemed much more normal.
There are actually many Yan State forces on the list that Zhu Mo has never heard of. It’s probably because they are too low-key.
The Zhu family and the hidden Hermann family in the United States are equally powerful and very similar.
I didn't expect that my current power value is not even a fraction of the Zhu family...
All power values are followed by a degree of understanding. Except for the Zhu family, which is 60%, the degree of understanding of other forces does not exceed 20.
Zhu Mo clicked on the Zhu family in the power table, and a string of basic information immediately unfolded.
Pull down and all personal power values will appear.
[Zhu family personal power ranking
1. Zhu Qing: 4500.
2. Zhu Yu: 3400.
3. Zhu Chi: 2000.
4. Red and black: 1500. 】
"I thought I would be ranked third, but I didn't expect to be ranked fourth."
"By the way...isn't Zhu Yu the seventh uncle? He is not dead?" Zhu Mo chuckled, finding it interesting.
The rumor spread that Zhu Min had dealt with all his brothers and sisters, and now except for Zhu Min and his father and sons, no one else in the Zhu family had power.
Either they were killed or they were sidelined.
Seventh Uncle Zhu Yu was considered the top fighter in the Zhu family. It was rumored that he was ambushed and killed by Zhu Min's men after he completed the task of assassinating the president of the Qiankun Society.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, he actually held power second only to his eldest brother Zhu Qing.
If it weren't for this power, Zhu Mo would probably never have known that Zhu Min had hidden Zhu Yu.
I couldn't guess what my father's purpose was, so he created the illusion of killing Zhu Yu.
It's a good time for me to go back to Tianjing City on the weekend to confirm whether the information Cao Yong gave me is accurate.
...
On Friday night, Zhu Mo flew back to Tianjing City overnight.
This time was different from usual. As soon as he landed in Tianjing City, he found countless pairs of eyes staring at him.
Originally, there was the second brother Zhu Chi to check and balance Zhu Qing, but now it is estimated that the entire Tianjing City is ruled by the eldest brother.
Zhu Mo raised a disdainful smile and ordered Zhou Lu behind him: "Tell Mo Wei to dig out the eyes of those guys."
"Yes!" Zhou Lu nodded in response.
When they drove to the gate of their hometown, several bodyguards guarding the gate looked at Zhu Mo's Rolls-Royce with strange eyes.
The captain guarding the door had a false smile on his face, but he was secretly giving instructions to his subordinates.
I guess these guys are also the hardcore big brother faction.
Zhu Mo sighed coldly, "I don't know what the old man is thinking. Could it be that his body is really about to collapse after going there?"
It took them nearly ten minutes to check everything before they finally let Zhu Mo in.
As soon as I walked in, the butler Tian Shuo came quickly with several maids.
Tian Shuo and the maids bowed respectfully: "Young Master!"
Zhu Mo glanced at Tian Shuo who was walking forward, took off his jacket and threw it to Tian Shuo who was following behind him.
Tian Shuo can be considered an old man around Zhu Min.
When he was his age, Tian Shuo was Zhu Min's bodyguard and driver, and he had the ability to join the Jingwei team.
But after Zhu Min became the head of the family, he still let this old man be the Zhu family's chief steward.
He is one of the few people Zhu Min can trust.
After taking the clothes, Tian Shuo asked softly, "Young Master, you haven't been back for a long time."
"Well, is my dad at home now?" Zhu Mo asked in a calm voice without stopping.
Tian Shuo's old face obviously changed slightly, he nodded and smiled:
"The master just came back not long ago and attended a banquet in the afternoon. He may be going to rest soon. Young Master, go visit the master tomorrow morning."
He suddenly stopped and glanced coldly at Tian Shuo beside him.
Tian Shuo quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Zhu Mo.
However, he was thinking that the young master had indeed changed a lot. At this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was completely different from the gentle young master before.
Zhu Mo raised his arm, looked at his watch and chuckled, "What time is it? It's impossible for him to go to bed so early, right?"
"Because I saw that the master was very tired when he came in, so I felt..." Tian Shuo explained softly.
"Uncle Tian, my dad is not sick... or..."
Touching his white chin, he pretended to be thoughtful and said, "Maybe he was injured?"
Tian Shuo was at a loss for a moment, like a clay or wooden sculpture.
Sweat instantly appeared on his forehead and he stared at Zhu Mo infatuatedly.
His dry lips trembled as he forced a smile: "Young Master is really good at joking. How could the Master get hurt?"
"Really?" Zhu Mo looked at Tian Shuo quietly.
Looking at him with sweat all over his forehead and the embarrassment of not daring to wipe the sweat off his face, the stern face slowly relaxed.
He smiled warmly and wiped the sweat off Tian Shuo's forehead with his sleeve: "Uncle Tian, I was just saying it casually. Why are you so nervous? Look at how sweaty you are."
Tian Shuo was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and stepped back: "Young Master, your shirt will get dirty."
"It's okay. What if I get my shirt dirty for Uncle Tian?"
At this moment, Zhu Mo was even more convinced that the information Cao Yong gave him was accurate.
I could guess it just by looking at Tian Shuo's reaction.
"But I haven't seen my father for a long time. I miss him so much, so even if I wake him up, I guess he won't blame me, right?"
Zhu Mo asked Tian Shuo with a smile on his face, and without waiting for him to react, he walked towards Zhu Min's room.
To be exact, the speed of this brisk walking is no less than running.
Tian Shuo hurriedly followed with a group of maids. Although he wanted to persuade Zhu Mo, he was so scared that his brain was blank and he didn't know how to open his mouth.
"Dad, I'm back!"
Zhu Mo pushed open the door of Zhu Min's room, and a hint of excitement and disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, my baby son is back? It's been such a long time since we last met, I can hardly recognize him."
He sat by the bed with the kind smile that always appeared on his face.
But under the dim light, his face didn't look very good, and he didn't have the usual spirited look.
Zhu Min is like this. The lights in his bedroom are always dim, just like his personality, making it difficult to see clearly.
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