The Black Book

"Ah? I didn't, I didn't, I was defending myself!"

"…………"

Seeing Feng Zhaobai's indescribable silence, Zhu Haomiao hurriedly explained.

"Brother Feng, really, I was surrounded by dozens of people at the time, I was so scared that I could only fight back with tears!"

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Scared? ? ?

The victims didn't say that, they all said that you were laughing like a perverted murderer at the time!

You even extorted nearly 10,000 taels of silver from several survivors...

Wait!

Could this be the [black eating black] you learned from me?

Good guy, it belongs to the unity of knowledge and action!

But I didn't teach you to eat [tourists]!

Feng Zhaobai widened his eyes and looked at Zhu Haomiao with complicated eyes.

"So...you defended dozens of people by yourself? Killed them all?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao waved his hand quickly.

"No! I didn't kill anyone!"

"I just lightly counterattacked the assailant, making him lose the ability to hurt others. I definitely didn't finish him off. This is 100% in line with the standard of legitimate defense!"

"As for the dead... that's because they are in poor health and have underlying diseases! It has nothing to do with me!"

Feng Zhaobai: "…………"

You are quite knowledgeable about the law!

Punishment...

Smacking his lips, Feng Zhaobai sighed heavily and patted Zhu Haomiao's shoulder.

"Brother Zhu, remember... it's easy to defeat the thieves in the mountains, but it's hard to defeat the thieves in the heart!"

"The enemy is not outside, but inside!"

As he said this, Feng Zhaobai pointed at Zhu Haomiao's heart with a hint of meaning, his eyes full of expectation.

Listening to his earnest whisper, Zhu Haomiao frowned slightly, thought carefully, analyzed seriously, and finally hit his palm with a hammer with sudden enlightenment.

"I understand, it means that killing is not enough, but you have to destroy the heart!"

Feng Zhaobai: "…………"

Understand, understand, understand!

You understand again?

Are you the king of understanding?

Feng Zhaobai leaned back helplessly, and slumped on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and his pupils were gray.

Tired, let's destroy...

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I will follow your teachings, kill people and destroy their hearts, and never let a bad guy go!"

Zhu Haomiao stood up excitedly, clasped his fists and pushed the door, leaving Feng Zhaobai with his eyes wide open.

Wait!

I didn't teach you this!

Don't talk nonsense! !

After a while, Wang Hua pushed the door in with a stack of documents, and saw Feng Zhaobai stretched out his hand in astonishment, as if trying to keep him.

"I just came up and met Brother Zhu, he was rubbing his hands and seemed very excited, did you tell him about [Susanoo No O-Mikoto]?"

Feng Zhaobai lowered his hands decadently, collapsed on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

"No, I forgot."

"Then why is he so excited? I thought he was excited about the prey..."

Putting the documents on the desk, Wang Hua frowned strangely at Feng Zhaobai who was looking up at the sky in silence.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just feel that the work is so difficult, the pressure is so great, and it's so hard..."

"I'm so busy with the [Ascension Competition] here, I haven't complained!"

"You don't understand, I'm tired, that kid is stubborn, if he causes trouble in the future... and then say that I taught him..."

As he said, Feng Zhaobai punched the armrest of the sofa and gritted his teeth.

"I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Yellow River!"

Wang Hua: "…………"

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Late at night, in a newspaper building in the public concession, a blond and blue-eyed man was writing furiously on a typewriter with a stream of thoughts.

"Husband China - the sick man of the East!"

"Its civilization is backward, its thoughts are numb, its body is decayed, its spirit is degenerate..."

"They have no faith, and every word and action is corrupt, old-fashioned, disgusting, mean and low!"

"On the other hand, my British gentlemen are morally noble, holy and noble. Even if they travel thousands of miles, they are willing to condescend to their primitive and backward country to bring civilization and enlightenment to them..."

"However, some of them are so ignorant that they regard noble education as oppression. How foolish and ridiculous..."

"Don't you see, they once "The vassal state of Japan, Japan, has developed rapidly because it has learned our advanced civilization, separated from Asia and joined Europe, and abandoned the ignorant and lowly Chinese culture!"

"Only by embracing advanced civilization, eliminating backward writing and language, and completely westernizing, can this group of [East Asian sick men] get rid of their bad habits and become a dignified and moral [people]!"

"Rather than a group of monkeys wearing human skin and eating raw meat and drinking blood!"

After pressing the last period on the typewriter, Henry Xi Anmen slowly stretched his waist and looked at his newly-published article with satisfaction.

After reading the whole article, Henry Xi Anmen nodded with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't expect it...

The [East Asian Sick Man Theory] that was previously concocted to attract people's attention actually caused such widespread discussion and influence...

After that, he struck while the iron was hot and published more than a dozen articles in a row, making in-depth criticisms of East Asian civilization from all aspects of politics, economy, military, culture, thought, writing... etc.!

After more than a year of dissemination and fermentation, the entire Far East now knows his name Henry Xi Anmen!

Not only did Europeans respect him, but countless Qing people also worshipped his writings as a model!

They even regarded him as a spiritual mentor who saved the country and the people!

This treatment made Henry Xi Anmen, who was frustrated in his homeland, extremely satisfied.

He not only gained a name in the Far East, but also gained huge benefits!

Now there are countless sponsors supporting his newspaper behind the scenes, making him earn a lot of money!

And when his new article comes out, the entire Far East will inevitably set off a new storm of public opinion!

Maybe he can even get the title of an expert on Far Eastern issues, and then write a book and leave a good reputation for thousands of years...

Just when Henry Xi Anmen was fantasizing about a better life in the future, the light bulb in the office suddenly began to flicker, making a sizzling sound of electricity.

In the dim light that flickered, the resistor wire in the light bulb made a slight crackling sound, and the whole room suddenly fell into a hazy darkness.

"Fxck! Damn yellow monkey, even the power supply in the public concession is unstable!"

Complaining in a low voice, Henry Xi Anmen took out a candle from the drawer and lit it with a match under the dim starlight outside the window.

The dim light illuminated the office. In the dead of night, there was no one in the newspaper office except himself. Henry Xi Anmen felt a little cold for no reason, and a feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart little by little.

I heard that the security in the Magic City is not very good recently. It is better not to work overtime until late at night in the future...

The thought flashed through his mind, and Henry Xi Anmen carefully sorted out the written manuscripts and clamped them together with book clips.