Anime card making

"Tell me more." Hearing this, Russell raised his eyebrows, "Are there still demons wandering in the city of Donglai?"

Zeng Bo's face was a little solemn at this time: "I have never seen them mixed with demons before."

"Even when they clashed with us, I have never seen them."

"According to the description of my subordinates, it feels a bit like that."

"From the north."

Hearing this, Russell couldn't help but sit up straight.

The ones Zeng Bo said from the north must be the demon army in the northern border.

"Is the pressure in the north of the Ming Dynasty so great?" Russell fell into deep thought.

Because the direction of history has changed, the extremely cold land in the north that should have belonged to Tsarist Russia is now occupied by the demon army.

The Eastern Slavs have basically retreated to their own dragon-rising place, Eastern Europe.

As for the Wala people and the Jurchens.

Because they are nomadic peoples, most of them died when the first wave of secret realms came.

Emperor Taizong Wen and Emperor Chengzu Wen probably didn't expect that the foreign races he had fought for a lifetime would end up dying in such a funny way.

So strictly speaking, the demon army in the north of the Ming Dynasty is actually fighting on two fronts, fighting Russia in the west and Ming in the south.

This made Russell wonder why the situation deteriorated so quickly.

Logically, the demon army should not have the time to stretch its hands so far, because Donglai is not close to the north.

The demon army and Guiyi Sect are two completely different concepts.

Guiyi Sect can only be regarded as a dog they raise at most.

If the demon army appears in Donglai, the situation in the cities near the north will only become more corrupt.

However, Russell is only the vice president of the Donglai Card Master Association at the moment, so let the big shots above worry about this kind of major event first.

"Do you know what they are doing recently?" Thinking of this, Russell asked about the recent developments of Guiyi Sect.

Hearing this, Zeng Bo shook his head: "I don't know. The demons of Guiyi Sect have been keeping a low profile recently. They didn't even think of making trouble when demons invaded some time ago."

"Tsk," Russell frowned slightly. This calm situation always made him feel that it was the prelude to a storm. "Forget it, let the association handle this matter. It has little to do with us."

Zeng Bo was silent.

As the director of the Public Security Office, he would definitely not be able to escape if there was something wrong.

In the end, it was still his job.

"Director Zeng, do you have time today? It's just right to absorb some fresh blood first." Putting aside the matter of Guiyi Sect for the time being, Russell talked about another thing, "You should have a rough candidate, right?"

Zeng Bo nodded. As early as when Russell handed him the task of recruiting new members, the middle-aged man already had several candidates in mind.

But more words still had to wait until he went back to sort them out.

But at the moment, the number of tasks for the adults in front of him must be enough.

With a wave of waves flashing, the two people and the spider disappeared in the abandoned factory.

In the not very spacious living room, a middle-aged man was frowning and smoking one cigarette after another.

But even so, he seemed unable to suppress the sorrow in his heart.

Beside him, a middle-aged woman with black hair mixed with wiping white hair was silently wiping her red eyes.

In front of them, a somewhat decadent young man was kneeling on the ground unwillingly.

After a long time, the middle-aged man stopped smoking and said angrily: "How old are you?!"

"You still want to become a card maker. If you really have that talent, you would have done it long ago!?"

"You don't do your work every day, but just go out and fool around!"

"Tell me, how much do you owe!"

The young man didn't care about the middle-aged man's scolding, but his eyes lit up when he heard the last sentence, but he hesitated again.

"Bang!"

The ashtray was smashed hard beside the young man. The middle-aged man laughed angrily: "They have come to throw paint on your door, what else do you dare not say?"

Hearing this, the young man hesitated and said: "Three or three hundred thousand."

"How much?!"

A deafening roar sounded, and the middle-aged man looked at the young man in disbelief.

The young man also broke the jar at this time, and said with his neck stiff: "Anyway, I don't have money. They said that if I can't pay it back, I will pay it with my life. Dad, you watch it."

Seeing his son's appearance, the middle-aged man panted a few times, but then he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, hunched over and whispered: "There are only 20,000 yuan in the family, 300,000 yuan"

"Sell the house." The young man didn't care. He had already thought about how to explode the two old Deng's gold coins before confessing.

The middle-aged woman who had been silent all this time took out a few tattered Ming Dynasty treasure notes from her pocket: "This is the money that mom earned from serving food today, son, you can use it first."

"Your dad and I will find a way to deal with the money, don't worry."

"Mom is old and useless."

Looking at the Ming Dynasty treasure notes that added up to no more than two hundred, the young man curled his lips in disdain: "What can I do with this little bit."

"I will definitely make a lot of money when I become a card maker!"

"I said that loving mothers often spoil their children! Look at what your son has become!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man stood up angrily with red eyes, "Get out!"

"I will pretend that I don't have a son like you!"

As he said this, he pushed the young man and pushed him out of the door.

Looking at the closed security door in front of him, the young man spitted in hatred, kicked it and turned away.

Rooftop

Russell was silent for a long time before turning to look at Zeng Bo: "Does the association also have a loan business in Donglai?"

Everything that just happened reminded him of his situation when he first came to this world.

He also had a huge debt and needed to sell his house to repay it.

Fortunately, he was quite talented in card making and finally filled the hole.

Otherwise, he would probably be forced to join the Qiling Club.

Although he is now the Qiling Club.

Russell just thought that the process of recruiting new members in Donglai was the same.

Zeng Bo beside him shook his head expressionlessly. He didn't expect to see a family ethics drama as soon as he arrived.

"This person just makes trouble frequently and was detained by the association for a period of time for attacking card makers."

Russell felt the physical strength of the young man below, and his eyes couldn't help twitching.

It can only be said that the other party is hard to beat the Paw Patrol, let alone a normal card maker.

At this time, he also realized that he was thinking wrong. After all, the task of recruiting new members for the Qiling Club was given to Zeng Bo today by him.

It is impossible for the director of the Public Security Office to arrange the debt collection drama in advance.

"It should be just ordinary usury." Russell was about to make such a judgment in his heart, but his eyes froze.

Zeng Bo also stared at the bottom with some doubts.

At the entrance of the corridor.

Seeing the young man staggering out with his hands in his jeans pockets, a sturdy scarred man came out from the dark: "Where is the money?"

The man put his arm around the young man's shoulders in a friendly manner.

The young man shuddered and showed a flattering smile on his face: "Brother Pang, my parents said that they will put the house up for sale tomorrow to raise money for me. Don't worry, I will definitely pay it back."

Hearing this, Brother Pang showed a strange smile on his face: "You know tomorrow is the last day, right?"

The young man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but Brother Pang's next sentence made him freeze in place.

"So if I don't see the money tomorrow, it won't be 300,000 later."

The sale of a house cannot be solved in one or two days.

This means

The young man is overdue.

"Brother Pang Pang, give me a few more days, I will definitely pay you back!" The young man swallowed his saliva and promised hurriedly.

Brother Pang looked a little embarrassed at this time: "It is written in black and white on the contract, and I can't extend it just because I want to."

"But."

Seeing that things seemed to be turning around, the young man hurriedly asked: "Brother Pang, just tell me what conditions you have!"

Hearing the young man's words, Brother Pang looked at the young man kindly: "Then come with me."

Feeling Brother Pang's gaze, the young man couldn't help but tighten his anus, and his heart was chilled: "No way"

But thinking of the interest compounded by the overdue, he finally gritted his teeth and followed the sturdy man.

On the rooftop, Russell, who witnessed everything, asked with interest: "Director Zeng, follow him and see?"

Zeng Bo nodded with a cold face.

As for why the two suddenly had this attitude, it was naturally because the sturdy man was a card maker in their perception.

Although only bronze level, it was an illegal one.

The two followed the two little Karami from a distance.

Until they entered a brightly lit brothel.

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"Director Zeng should have the ability to disguise himself, right?" Russell asked casually while looking at the brothel not far away, "I don't want the headline of the Donglai Morning News tomorrow to be the gossip of Zeng Bo, the director of the Public Security Office."

Facing the young man's ridicule, Zeng Bo's face did not change.

As a member of the Qiling Society in secret, how could he not have disguise means.

With a flash of blue light, an expressionless young man with a short hair appeared in front of Russell.

"You are Mr. Xu today, and I am Mr. Lu." As if remembering something funny, Russell said with a smile, "Let's go, listen to music in the brothel, I'll treat you."

Zeng Bo pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly: "How dare you let Mr. Lu spend money, I'll treat you."

The two stepped into the brothel called "Wanhualou" just like that.

As soon as they entered the door, a madam came up with a smile: "Is this your first time here, gentlemen?"

Russell responded casually, while his eyes searched for the sturdy man and the young man.

The strengthened body naturally caught the two easily.

"What is the consumption on the second floor?"

Hearing Russell's question, the madam's eyes lit up: "You two gentlemen came at the right time. Our Wanhua Building is now holding a membership promotion."

"Recharge 10,000 and get 10,000."

"And if you want to go to the second floor, you need to be our member."

"It happens that you can become a member as long as you recharge 10,000."

"Two gentlemen, look."

The madam was interrupted by the card in front of her before she finished speaking.

It was Zeng Bo's savings card.

"10,000 each."

"Okay, please go upstairs, gentlemen."

Russell and the others followed the madam upstairs, but found that the two had gone straight to the third floor.

Russell didn't waste any words and immediately asked the madam beside him: "How much is the third floor?"

The madam was stunned: "The third floor is the rest area for staff and is not open to the public."

Hearing this, Russell and the other looked at each other.

"Is that so?" Russell scratched his head.

Then the madam in front of him rolled her eyes and fainted.

Fortunately, the second floor was full of private rooms, and no one noticed what happened in the corridor.

He randomly found an empty room and wanted to throw the unconscious madam in. Russell looked at the stairs leading to the third floor: "Let's go, Mr. Xu, let's go up and take a look."

Zeng Bo hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

On the third floor, Brother Pang came to a door.

The young man who was thinking about how to relieve his pain was caught off guard and bumped into the strong man's back: "Are you here?"

Pang Ge turned around with a smile on his face, his white teeth shining coldly in the light: "We're here."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly opened the door and pushed the young man in.

The young man staggered, and just when he was about to complain and ask the other party to calm down, he suddenly realized that the surrounding environment was completely different from the decoration of Wanhua Building.

If Wanhua Tower is said to be a lusty gold-selling cave, then

Now this room is a bloody slaughterhouse.

All kinds of broken limbs were hung on meat hooks.

"Brother Pang Pang," the young man stammered and asked, "Where is this?"

Pang Ge laughed at this time: "Don't you always want to be a card maker?"

"Now I give you a chance to have the same power as the card maker."

"Do you want to?"

Hearing the card maker, the young man immediately became energetic, and the desire in his heart instantly overcame his fear: "What opportunity?"

Brother Pang sighed: "I won't hide it from you. In fact, I am a member of the Holy Cult."

"There is a secret method in our religion that can help ordinary people have the power of the Holy Spirit."

"It's just a small price to pay."

The young man swallowed: "Holy Holy Spirit?"

Seeing that the young man didn't quite understand, Pang Ge showed a look of disgust on his face: "In the words of the pigs in the association, they are monsters."

"It's hateful. If it weren't for their obstruction, this land would have already surrendered to the embrace of the Holy Spirit."

Hearing the word "demon", the young man trembled at first.

But thinking that the demon in the association's propaganda is an evil existence with the same powerful power as the card maker, I still can't help but feel hot in my heart.

"Since you guys look down on others! Then don't blame me for surrendering to the enemy!"

Thinking of this, the young man immediately said flatteringly: "Indeed, that bullshit association is really hateful!"

"Brother Pang, do you think I can do it when?"

Brother Pang laughed and patted the young man on the back: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

"But the Holy Spirit with mystical skills has gone to several other places in our holy religion to help people like you."

"I'm afraid I have to wait a while."

"Before that, just wait here."

The young man naturally knew that the other party was afraid that he would talk nonsense when he went out, so he quickly expressed his position: "I understand Brother Pang, don't worry."

"I will wait here for the Holy Spirit."

Then, he seemed to remember something, and asked coyly: "Brother Pang, what about the loan?"

Hearing this, Brother Pang pretended to be dissatisfied: "Hey, when you accept the secret technique, you will be our compatriot."

"We are all brothers, why do we have to talk about money or not?"

Seeing that her debts could be written off in one go, the young beauty had snot bubbles coming out of her nose.

He had already begun to think of the scene in which he would punch Ye Zhou and kick Bai Yueming in the future, reaching the pinnacle of his life.

Just when the young man was about to slap him twice, a voice came from behind them.

"It's really you, Guiyi Sect."

Brother Pang and the young man turned around and saw two figures looking at them with half-smiling smiles.

And next to them was a terrifying spider monster.

"I haven't settled the accounts with you yet for what happened before."

"Now let's just charge some interest."