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Chapter 100 99. Local (Seeking Monthly Tickets in the Fifth Update~)

Han Ming sat in a rocking chair, closing his eyes to rest, enjoying the warm sunlight falling on his face.

As the youngest son of real estate tycoon Han Yuandong, although he wasn't the most outstanding of the younger generation, family affection was the most important thing to him, ever since his grandfather crossed the ocean to establish roots in the Southern Federation decades ago, and it was the reason they were able to grow strong here.

Therefore, the three siblings of the Han family had particularly good relationships since childhood. Before adulthood, they felt that their things belonged to their siblings, and they had no concept of money. Moreover, when they reached the age to take over the family business, their father divided the industries according to their strengths.

The eldest brother was good at business, and 80% of the family's assets would be managed by him in the future. The second sister was ruthless, so she helped the family control gangs and mercenaries, while Han Ming was not good at either of these, but he was the most loved by the elders.

Because he had a talent for learning shamanic witchcraft.

Business, private army, and witchcraft were the reasons their family could dominate here.

His grandmother had predicted when she saw Han Ming as a baby that he would catch up to his father's level before he turned thirty, and now at the age of twenty-five, he was already managing many of the family's unusual affairs.

"Young Master," a hunched, elderly figure walked into the courtyard, "five members of the Salvation Alliance have escaped."

Han Ming opened his eyes and waved his hand indifferently:

"It's okay, it's those warlords who gave the order anyway. It doesn't matter if they escape or not, and the ones still alive are just small fry. Just send the captured ones directly to them. By the way…"

"Who is it?"

The servant said in a low voice:

"Qi Hu was responsible for the capture."

Han Ming nodded slightly:

"I remember he has three children, right?"

"Leave his wife and youngest child."

Actually, it wasn't Qi Hu's fault. Even if those members of the Salvation Alliance had just entered the extraordinary world, they were still considered ability users, while Qi Hu was just a mortal with a gun.

But when the warlords' lackeys asked about it, he needed to make them feel respected.

The servant didn't mention that the youngest child wasn't Qi Hu's wife's:

"Also, about that castle you mentioned, a man named Ma En has come to the door."

Han Ming became somewhat interested:

"Oh, a native name of the Southern Federation. Have you checked his background?"

The servant said respectfully:

"He was born in Godwin Province, but he has been doing business in the Eastern Federation. He only recently returned to his hometown.

"We checked his assets, and it seems that they have been laundered at least several times, and the methods are very clever.

"We arranged to meet him at 5 p.m. today according to the procedure, and a salesman from the Black Palm Gang is already waiting for him."

Han Ming stood up from the lounge chair almost floating:

"Arrange a car, I want to meet this buyer in person."

Although they were publicly selling this haunted castle, they didn't expect anyone to actually take it over. After all, its previous owners had all died for various reasons. The castle had also been sold twice by the Han family many years ago, but it eventually returned to their hands.

It came back on its own.

The Han family wanted to get rid of it, but that was almost impossible, and because the owner of the property always died unexpectedly, it was a rather dangerous building…

But for the Han family, it was just something to be concerned about.

Because they could keep forcing others to "buy" the castle, and when the holder died, they would replace them with another one. Anyway, the lives of the poor were the cheapest thing here.

And this Ma En might be an ordinary rich man, who wanted to buy this house because he didn't believe in ghosts. If that was the case, it would be good to sell it to him, and he could take the opportunity to make a fortune for nothing.

Or he might be an ability user who was unfamiliar with the situation of the haunted house, and thought he had the ability to deal with these things.

Only outsiders who had never heard of the castle's secrets would have such stupid ideas. Even his grandmother couldn't handle this castle, so he could sell the ghost castle to the other party, and maybe he would be killed by the castle soon.

There was also a possibility that although the other party couldn't solve the castle's problems, they wouldn't be killed immediately. Although the other party would be tortured to madness, and might even resent them, but before the other party died…

This castle wouldn't come looking for him.

The black luxury car stopped at their family's high-end reception area, which was located between the rich and poor areas, but the guests who came here didn't worry about safety.

Because the security here was in charge of the most vicious Black Palm Gang in the vicinity.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

An antique tea table from the Eastern Federation was placed on the gold-inlaid table. A young man with an ordinary face was sitting on a strangely shaped red luxurious sofa. Two beautiful local young women were standing on his sides asking for his opinion. Several well-dressed senior thugs from the Black Palm Gang stood upright at the various entrances and exits of the hall.

When Han Ming stepped into the reception area, there seemed to be a brief moment of silence, but out of professional literacy and fear, no one showed any abnormality.

"Hello," Han Ming walked up to him with a smile and bowed slightly, extending his hand to Ma En, "Mr. Ma En?"

But Ma En still noticed some unusual emotions in the expressions of the beautiful women who were walking to both sides.

He stood up and shook hands with the other party:

"Yes, how should I address you?"

Han Ming observed this man without any temperament, and always felt that it was difficult to tell his age:

"You can call me by my nickname, A Lang.

"I heard that Mr. Ma En didn't grow up here. Why would you want to come back and buy this castle?"

Ma En said with a very amiable expression:

"Yes, I left here when I was very young.

"The reason for coming back is embarrassing to say, it's actually because my previous career had problems, and I encountered some troubles. There was no way, so I had to change places and start over.

"So I thought it would be better to come back and give it a try."

Han Ming smiled and led him towards the door:

"Then why would you want to purchase the Witt Castle? Because in my opinion, this place has no value for businessmen."

Ma En nodded slightly:

"Most people think so.

"But in my opinion, if it can be slightly transformed, Witt Castle will exude unimaginable vitality. You definitely can't imagine what it will look like in the future.

"Of course, I may be wrong.

"But that's a good thing for you, right?"

He smiled at Han Ming.

When Ma En walked out of the reception area, he could faintly hear a few gunshots from the slums.

Han Ming pulled open the back door for him:

"No, I believe in the vision of a successful businessman."

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ps:

If you feel it's slow-paced, it is recommended to try reading up to chapter 152. The later chapters are far more exciting than the first thirty chapters~

The first order data is more than 900, although the horizontal comparison is a bit poor, but in my opinion, it is actually quite acceptable. Next is to update normally and rest, and then look at the follow-up order data to consider whether to increase the number of daily updates