Power Awakening: Your Script Is In My Hands!

"Exotic gold!" Qiu Ren was surprised. He didn't expect Lin Zhen to know the existence of exotic gold.

Lin Zhen glanced at him.

Qiu Ren trembled with fright and quickly answered.

"Last time the underground casino was destroyed, the boss asked all the ministers to transport the exotic gold to him as soon as possible, and then..."

"Speak completely."

Lin Zhen deliberately raised the hand that was fused with silk thread.

Qiu Ren knows it too well.

Just now, red lines appeared on Lin Zhen's hands, and then he suffered that excruciating pain.

Now Lin Zhen seems to be using that weird red thread again.

Since they have betrayed the owl group, it is better to betray them completely, so Qiu Ren continued to add.

"Then when you are in the illusion, I will bring all the combat power of the Xiao Group to kill the members of the Spirit Realm, including... including you."

Qiu Ren's voice gradually weakened, and when he said the last word, he carefully turned his head away.

"Don't be angry with me. Don't be angry with me. Don't be angry with me..."

Hearing Qiu Ren's thoughts, Lin Zhen shielded his eyes speechlessly.

Then I thought, since there are informants on the black market, it is better to use local materials.

"What level is that informant on the black market?"

"D-level." Qiu Ren knew this person, and every time he saw him, he would always get close to him.

Lin Zhen snapped his fingers.

"Walk!"

The puppets that come to your door are not free of charge.

A few of them ducked into the woods, and Lin Zhen rushed to the black market leisurely.

Qiu Ren looked at the wounds on his two calves that had just stopped bleeding, sighed, and followed him anyway.

It's really hard to survive these days...

When the two of them arrived at the end of the alley, Qiu Ren's legs began to bleed again due to the violent running.

Lin Zhen didn't take it to heart.

A person with a dignified A-level realm, if he can't even overcome this pain, then there is no need to exist.

"Go and call that spy to me."

After giving the order, Lin Zhen immediately disappeared into the darkness.

When Lin Zhen disappeared, Qiu Ren immediately bared his teeth.

"Hiss..." The pain in his legs made him take a breath.

The wound was thin and deep. After running like that just now, it is now split open. If you look closely, you can still see the flesh and blood in it.

"I'll ask that boy to get some healing medicine later..."

Qiu Ren quickened his pace and walked hard to the black market.

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At one of the black market stalls.

Zhang Hu stayed at his stall, feeling very happy.

Thanks to his sharp eyes tonight, he spotted Lin Zhen's figure flashing past in the alley, and immediately informed the boss. On the phone, the boss was very excited when he heard the news, and immediately asked Mr. Qiu next to him to pursue Lin Zhen.

Thinking of the reward he was about to receive, Zhang Hu rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Mr. Qiu is so powerful, but Lin Zhen is just one person. I'm afraid he will die."

Last time, Sun Yang ambushed near Lin Zhen's residence and was captured in one fell swoop. Everyone in the owl group who learned about this thought that an elite team was dispatched, and the few talents led by Sun Yang were defeated.

As for Qiu Ren, in the eyes of the newcomers to the Xiao Group, he was a man of great skill and scheming.

Zhang Hu firmly believes that from tonight on, he will be the number one contributor to the Xiao Group!

By then, not only will there be rewards, but status will also be there. How can it be like now, just being an informant in the black market?

Thinking of this, Zhang Hu laughed out loud.

Qiu Ren put on the hood of his black robe and wandered into the black market. He heard Zhang Hu giggling from a distance.

Thinking that it was entirely because of Zhang Hu that he was in this situation, Qiu Ren wanted to kill him for a moment.

"Damn!" He cursed secretly. Qiu Ren's beard was so angry that he walked up to Zhang Hu with two injured legs.

Zhang Hu said casually without even looking.

"Choose what you like!" Now he is extremely arrogant. He thinks he will be promoted and make a fortune soon, but he has no time to deal with the buyers on the black market.

Seeing this, Qiu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously raised his hand to slap this guy to death.

As soon as his hand was raised into the air, Lin Zhen's words echoed uncontrollably in his mind.

"Go and call that eyeliner to come to me..."

"The eyeliner called to me..."

"Come before me..."

Like a tight spell.

Qiu Ren slowly lowered his hand, closed his eyelids heavily, and clenched his fists.

But Zhang Hu had no idea and even hummed a ditty in his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Qiu Ren suppressed his anger and moved his eyes downward to see what was on Zhang Hu's stall.

Soon, he noticed the bottle of Yunxi X medicine on the ground. Qiu Ren was very familiar with this kind of bottle.

It was a trauma medicine copied from elsewhere by the Owl Group, and there was a falcon pattern printed on the bottom of the bottle.

The injury on his calf was likely to cause bleeding on the spot if he squatted again, so Qiu Ren sat down, picked up the white bottle, and began to look at it.

Zhang Hu noticed this stooped old man in black robe and looked at him with disdain.

"If you don't buy it, don't look at it. If it breaks, you can afford it!"

There were many people wearing black robes in the black market. It was strange that Zhang Hu could recognize Qiu Ren.

When Qiu Ren heard this, he raised his head in disbelief and stared at Zhang Hu angrily. Even the hand holding the medicine bottle trembled slightly with anger.

He was feeling very angry tonight, and he was so frustrated that he had nowhere to vent his anger. If he suffered any further stimulation, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Qiu Ren slowly took off his hood and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"Look who I am!"

Zhang Hu made a sound and looked away.

After he saw the old man's face clearly.

"Qiu, Mr. Qiu!"

"I did it on purpose... I didn't mean it... Bah! I didn't mean it!" Zhang Hu was so anxious that he couldn't understand what he was saying and slapped himself in the mouth.

"Mr. Qiu, I was wrong! You have a lot, don't argue with me!"

Zhang Hu's arrogance disappeared immediately, and he held his hands and prayed to Qiu Ren.

"Humph!" Qiu Ren finally felt a little relieved.

He opened the medicine bottle without thinking about it, opened his trousers, and wiped it on his legs.

"Mr. Qiu, are you injured?" Zhang Hu was afraid that Qiu Ren would not let him go, so he quickly took out better medicine from the bag on the side.

"Use this! Use this!" Zhang Hu handed over a blue bottle with a flattering smile on his face.

"You know what's going on!"

Qiu Ren took the blue bottle and put it into his pocket with a cold hum.

If he hadn't come out in an emergency, he wouldn't have taken any medicine with him. This absolute self-confidence made Qiu Ren suffer the most in his life.

"Mr. Qiu, um, have you caught Lin Zhen?" Zhang Hu was thinking about his reward and was very concerned about this matter.

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentioned Lin Zhen, Qiu Ren felt a sweetness well up in his throat.

I'm bleeding...

"Eh? Mr. Qiu, why is your robe covered with mud?" Zhang Hu noticed Qiu Ren's clothes.

Qiu Ren was stunned, and the scene of him rolling on the ground in pain came to his mind.

"puff!"

Then he couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out...

"Mr. Qiu? Mr. Qiu!" Zhang Hu was anxious.