The Black Book

"I am an SP-level transcendent. I have almost reached the peak of the first-level energy level. If the job title hadn't been based on the length of service in each level, I would have ascended to the second-level."

"But at my level, as long as you are careful to avoid some destiny monsters in this plane, the rest can basically go sideways, and making money is a matter of minutes."

As he said this, Feng Zhaobai patted Zhu Haomiao on the shoulder and warned him earnestly.

"Don't pay too much attention to the currency of this plane. When you get higher level in the future, you will find that those things are easily available."

However, after hearing Feng Zhaobai's words, Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had opened, his thoughts suddenly became clear, and he punched his palms hard.

yes!

Why should I be bound by the inertial thinking of the real world?

Fantasyland is a huge playground for me!

As long as I stick to my heart, I can do whatever I want!

I have a moral burden to kill good people, but I have no psychological barriers to killing bad people!

Eat black and white...I am a professional!

Seeing the fascinating light slowly blooming in the young man's eyes, the curve of Feng Zhaobai's mouth gradually disappeared, and he was inexplicably frightened, as if he had done something stupid and released something terrible.

"He eats the black...I understand, thank you, Senior Brother Feng!"

After saying that, without mentioning the borrowing of money again, Zhu Haomiao clasped his fists cheerfully, turned around and walked away, leaving the two of them staring at each other.

"What does he know?"

"I don't know, but I feel like you taught him bad things."

Hearing his companion's accusation, Feng Zhaobai rubbed his temples painfully.

"I told him so much, but he just heard the words black and white. What does it have to do with me? I just gave him an example!"

"Maybe he was born black and ate the black holy body. It's true that Longchang has achieved enlightenment."

Hearing the vicious ridicule from his companions, Feng Zhaobai put on a mask of pain and had a vague premonition that he had really unleashed something terrifying.

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Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fierce gunfire echoed in the night sky. In a villa in the public concession, the last resistance force was shot to death randomly. A group of gangsters killed the servants who were kneeling begging for mercy one by one. In the study on the second floor, Wilson Holding the smoking revolver in his hand, he walked towards the enemy who was still struggling and squirming on the ground with a grin.

"Wilson! You're crazy!"

"No, dear de Oliveira, it was you who betrayed me!"

Bang!

The bullet from the revolver was discharged, exploding a third bloody flower on de Oliveira's thigh.

"Ouch!"

The intense pain made the pampered white man scream and writhe back and forth on the floor.

But as if Wilson was deliberately torturing him, he avoided his vital points and hit his legs with every shot.

"Oh~ My dear de Oliveira, be a gentleman, even if you face death, don't be like... um... how do you say that sentence in Chinese... oh, by the way, the dog with the broken spine!"

"Wilson, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said anything in the afternoon, but I really didn't expect things to develop to that point...for God's sake..."

De Oliveira begged for mercy with tears streaming down her face, but Wilson raised the corner of his mouth ferociously.

"Didn't you expect? You didn't expect that I could come back alive, right?"

"Didn't you already discuss how to carve up my Chamber of Commerce? Have you embezzled my property?"

De Oliveira's pupils shrank severely, wondering how the secret that was only reached this afternoon could be known to Wilson in advance.

What was even more unexpected was that this guy actually changed his past personality and launched a surprise attack so decisively that night.

If he had waited until tomorrow to mobilize his thugs, he would never have been caught off guard like this!

Sensing the unwillingness and regret in De Oliveira's eyes, Wilson's smile became more ferocious and twisted.

"Haha, for the sake of God, I will hang your body on the cross on the roof and let all those who betray me see their fate!!"

Seeing the revolver pressed between his eyebrows, De Oliveira stood on his head with hair all over his body, sweating profusely. He wanted to snatch the gun from the enemy's hand, but his body was shaking and trembling uncontrollably, and he did not dare to make any movement at all.

"No...no...please Wilson, I was wrong, I am willing to surrender to you..."

"Go to hell and repent."

Facing Wilson's ferocious smile, De Oliveira's eyes showed despair. However, just when he thought he was about to die, a dark black light appeared in the depths of Wilson's pupils, and his eyes instantly became a little hollow. Jiao.

Then, he put away his pistol and stepped aside under de Oliveira's disbelieving gaze.

But before De Oliveira could turn from surprise to joy, in the corner of the study, a figure shrouded in a black cloak slowly walked out of the darkness, carrying an elegant, evil, and cold aura. Come to him.

Looking up at the dark figure standing in front of him, and then at Wilson who stepped aside like a servant, De Oliveira vaguely understood something.

"Wilson! You actually cooperated with these infidels! You became the bastard of these inferior people!!"

Although he wore a hawk-beak hood that covered most of his face, De Oliveira could still tell from the exposed chin that he was a young yellow man.

Soon, the person took off his hood, revealing his young and handsome cheeks.

But on that childlike innocent smile, there were a pair of creepy dark pupils. Just by meeting his gaze, De Oliveira trembled uncontrollably, as if something was wriggling and struggling inside his body, trying to break out.

"Devil... Devil!!"

As if he had seen through the terrifying monster wrapped under the harmless skin, De Oliveira screamed like a woman and took out a golden cross from his collar.

"Lord! Please protect me from evil..."

Before he finished speaking, the cross in his hand was snatched away by the boy in surprise.

"Pure gold? Thank you~"

Seeing that the magic weapon he had paid a lot of money for was actually being played with carefully by the "devil", it was as if the cross was not nailed to Jesus, but a naked woman!

De Oliveira opened his mouth in a daze, muttering without words, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Devil... shouldn't he be afraid of the cross?

Why did he kick it in his pocket?

Seeing De Oliveira's dull and desperate expression, Zhu Haomiao nodded and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, this is my first time to rob a thief, I'm not very experienced yet, do you have anything valuable?"

"Ah?"

"Gold, silver, banknotes are all fine, I'm not picky."

Seeing that the boy seemed to be very greedy for money, De Oliveira rekindled his hope of life.

"I have money! I have a lot of money, as long as you let me go, I will give you one thousand, no, ten thousand pounds!"

Thanks to [Crazy Viper] [Bai Luo Zi Chen] and other book friends for their rewards.

Brothers, give some money, Lao Xu was beaten to his knees~~~