The Black Book

"Oh, it didn't cause you any trouble, did it?"

Zhu Haomiao asked casually as he put the banknotes in his briefcase into his arms.

After understanding the deep meaning of the young man's words, Wilson said solemnly.

"No, Lord Murray, who holds these assets, has disappeared. Many people are dividing his wealth. I just got the biggest piece and it did not arouse others' suspicion."

"That's good……"

Zhu Haomiao nodded slightly and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly thought of something and flicked his thumb.

"For your reward."

Buzz~

The metal vibrated the air and emitted a crisp buzz. The charming and brilliant golden light drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air and landed accurately in Wilson's palm.

In an instant, Wilson's eyes glowed with black light, and the gold coins in his palm gradually melted into a viscous and dark liquid as thick as crude oil, seeping into his skin bit by bit and gathering along the blood vessels toward his head.

The black veins bulged and squirmed like living creatures, climbing all the way up from the palms and spreading to the neck, growing like tree roots, eventually occupying the entire face.

Looking at the ferocious and twisted face like an evil ghost, Zhu Haomiao felt the ecstasy, joy, and satisfaction from his eyes... As if the meaning of his existence was those little gold coins!

The corners of his mouth curled up coldly, and Zhu Haomiao shook his head with contempt and pity.

What a foolish greed, unable to even notice his own alienation...

Amid the young man's long sighs, several minutes passed before Wilson's strange vision slowly subsided. The worm-like blood vessels on his face gradually faded away, and he returned to being an elegant and indifferent gentleman.

By this time, Zhu Haomiao could not only feel his position from a long distance, but could even observe the surrounding situation through his eyes and ears if he concentrated.

Tsk...Why does it look more and more like a method used by evil gods to control believers?

I am obviously a sunny and cheerful boy!

With a frown of disgust, Zhu Haomiao flicked his cloak and turned away, leaving Wilson behind him, taking off his hat and stroking his chest, and saluted deeply.

Dozens of minutes later, the young man came to the [Yanhuang Arsenal] with familiarity. When he opened the door, he saw Senior Brother Wang sitting boredly at the front desk reading a newspaper.

"Senior Brother Wang, why didn't you play with your tablet today?"

Hearing the ridicule, Senior Brother Wang looked up and found that he was an acquaintance, and he laughed and cursed angrily.

"That tablet is a [real thing]. Currently, the entire fantasy world is equipped with one. I can only play with it during non-working hours."

While speaking, Senior Brother Wang suddenly noticed the color of the dragon emblem on the young man's chest, his eyes suddenly trembled, and he quickly sat up straight.

"Have you been promoted?"

Following his gaze and glancing at his chest, Zhu Haomiao smiled calmly.

"Yeah, a little bit better."

Senior Brother Wang took a breath of cold air and murmured.

"In less than two virtual months, no, excluding the return and repair, you have been promoted to Bronze in less than one virtual month?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao looked at him with pure and clear eyes and asked honestly.

"Is this difficult?"

Most of my time was spent on digestion, and I only had two days of serious "cultivation"...

No, not a few hours in total to be exact!

Senior Brother Wang: “…………”

It took me a full year to ride the horse!

The teacher also praised me for being excellent!

With a twisted look on his face and the corner of his mouth twitching, Senior Brother Wang laughed dryly.

"No...it's not difficult. It's a basic operation for you [God of Destiny]."

"oh."

Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully, making Senior Brother Wang grit his teeth in grief and anger.

Damn [God’s Destiny] recharge now, I wish you never find a girlfriend! ! !

"By the way, where is Senior Brother Feng? I have something to do with him."

When it came to business, Senior Brother Wang quickly suppressed the jealousy in his heart and pointed to the living room aside.

"He is receiving guests. Just wait a moment and he should be out soon."

"Oh? What kind of distinguished guest actually needs Senior Brother Feng to receive him personally?"

After several contacts, Zhu Haomiao has understood the status of Senior Brother Feng. As the general person in charge of [Yanhuang Arsenal], he is basically equivalent to the company's boss, and generally does not receive guests easily.

Unless... that guest is very special, and his status is so high that the top person in charge must come forward in person to be considered equal.

He curiously looked in the direction of the reception room, but the blinds blocked all prying eyes, so Zhu Haomiao had no choice but to look away.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Wang rolled his eyes and handed over the newspaper in his hand with malicious intent.

"Want to read the newspaper? Little Britain is causing trouble again recently."

After receiving the newspaper from Senior Brother Wang, Zhu Haomiao corrected him seriously.

"This is Great Britain. At least it's still a big country now. We can't be racially discriminatory..."

But when he opened the newspaper, he saw so many words in English that his eyes hurt, and he could only look at the newspaper title with a stumble.

"Sick man of East Asia?"

Patient... East Asia...

The sick man of East Asia? ! !

Zhu Haomiao's eyes widened, and a burst of anger erupted from his chest, but in a blink of an eye, he was suppressed by the powerful [Dao Heart].

Be calm and calm! Calm down!

According to the moral convention of the global extraordinary, the behavior of the natives in the fantasy realm cannot anger the descendants...

What a fart! !

I'm going to kill you, little Britain's grandson!

Crushing the newspaper into a ball, Zhu Haomiao looked at Senior Brother Wang who was gloating about his misfortune and frowned dissatisfied.

"Don't you have any reaction when someone mocks you?"

Hearing this, Senior Brother Wang spread his hands.

"I am a staff member of the Ascension Tournament Organizing Committee, and the others also have public office. Without permission from above, we cannot act at will."

After saying this, he raised his eyebrows meaningfully at Zhu Haomiao.

"But you are different, you are still minors, what bad intentions can a child have? Even if you accidentally make a small mistake, the country can only forgive you~"

After understanding Senior Brother Wang's instigation, Zhu Haomiao thought for a moment and frowned in embarrassment.

The way to counterattack is a big problem. It is necessary to show off your power in an upright manner, but not to give people a reason to criticize. The most difficult thing is to beat those stubborn native bastards to the point of being convinced!

But... with the current international situation, those guys will always be stubborn!

Even if I beat them to death and nail them in the coffin, they will shout in the grave with their rotten vocal cords: It's just a fatal injury, nothing more than that! The sick man of East Asia is lame~

When thinking of that scene, Zhu Haomiao's handsome features wrinkled into a ball.

Without the right to speak, people can arbitrarily reverse right and wrong, slander and defame you, and you are covered with your mouth and cannot refute.

"Brother Wang, what kind of mistake do you think I should make by accident?"

"Emmm... To be honest, I don't have a very specific plan. It's nothing more than hanging up and beating the famous foreigners in this world one by one..."

Brother Wang smacked his lips and sighed helplessly.

"But there is a high probability that this will provoke the [Child of Destiny] in this plane, and it will definitely die ugly..."

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