The Black Book

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

Senior brother, do you have any misunderstanding about me?

You are more confident than me!

Looking at several tasks carefully selected by Feng Zhaobai, Zhu Haomiao frowned more and more.

It wasn't until he read the detailed information about a certain mission that the young man's eyes suddenly lit up.

Target strength: Silver peak level

Fighting style: Japanese Samurai

Note: The target is cautious in character and has a strong sense of counter-reconnaissance, but is extremely lustful and often hangs out in major brothels.

Lustful?

How lustful is that?

I won’t feel sleepy if you talk about this!

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao immediately made up his mind.

The decision is yours! Pikachu!

Let me see if you are astringent enough!

"Are you sure this is the mission?"

"Um."

"The task deadline is three false months. If it is not completed after the deadline, it will automatically be counted as a failure and re-enter the task library."

"no problem!"

"Okay, now that you have accepted the mission, more detailed intelligence information will be released for you, but you are not allowed to be taken out of this building."

After handing Zhu Haomiao a thick stack of information, Feng Zhaobai was about to get up and leave when he was suddenly stopped.

"Senior Brother Feng, is there anything special about this ordinary Japanese native? Why does [Yanhuang Arsenal] need to personally send a mission to eliminate him?"

Hearing the boy's question, Feng Zhaobai laughed helplessly.

"Do you know what year it will be in two years?"

"Well……"

Seeing Zhu Haomiao's embarrassment, Feng Zhaobai let out a long sigh and faintly uttered two words.

"Jiawu."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and seeing his expression of sudden realization, Feng Zhaobai nodded happily.

"This guy is the leader of the Japanese Intelligence Section in charge of the entire East China region. He began to infiltrate more than 20 years ago, and by making friends with so-called dignitaries and high-level people in the Qing court, he used his contacts to carry out intelligence work. Now he has weaved a big story network.”

"If we cut off this one point of his, we can paralyze the entire Japanese intelligence network for a long time. It's like spending a small amount of money to do a big thing..."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully, and then asked doubtfully: "Didn't it mean that the country will not have the energy to develop this fantasy realm in a short period of time?"

Feng Zhaobai laughed and said: "Although the country has not officially developed this world, we have been silently carrying out some preliminary preparations and layouts. Otherwise, do you think that so many of us stationed in this fantasy realm are doing nothing?"

"Oh, so that's it..."

"Any more questions? If not, I'm going to get busy."

Feng Zhaobai stopped and looked at the young man patiently.

"Right!"

Zhu Haomiao remembered something, found a newspaper and handed it to him, complaining angrily: "Little Britain mocked us as the sick men of East Asia..."

After taking the newspaper and glancing at it, Feng Zhaobai sneered coldly and threw it aside carelessly.

"Don't take it to heart when dogs bark."

"Huh? Just forget it?"

Under the puzzled gaze of the young man, Feng Zhaobai considered for a moment before opening his mouth to explain.

"The weapon of criticism cannot replace the weapon of criticism. If you look at this matter from a personal perspective, then there is no solution to this matter."

"Any personal words and actions are pale. No matter how you prove yourself, they will turn a blind eye and even confuse right and wrong to prove your evil and despicableness."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhaobai couldn't help laughing.

"Actually, in the real world, such contemptuous names have existed for a long time, but after a certain point, they never mentioned it again. Do you know when it was?"

"when?"

"After the war."

After taking a breath, Zhu Haomiao suddenly realized something.

Seeing his expression, Feng Zhaobai smiled slightly and continued.

"Imperialists are arrogant. They cannot understand human language. You must communicate with them with iron and blood, and then they will sit down obediently with bruises and bruises, listen carefully to every speech you make, and complain that you are a bit too extreme... …”

"When the time comes, there will naturally be no sick man of East Asia. Instead, there will be a powerful and evil dragon, a demon king who threatens world peace, the source of all disasters, and the mastermind behind the control of the world..."

"Of course, when they slander you as a threat to world peace, you'd better be really capable of threatening world peace."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhaobai himself couldn't help laughing.

"Until one day you can really crush the entire world, the supreme "Celestial Emperor" will return to his loyal earth."

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

Old Paris leads the world with its white flag for 200 years!

"It's too far off topic. There will naturally be a response from the national level. You just need to wait for the right time. If you feel upset, you can vent on your own. As long as you don't go too far, the higher ups won't care about these little things."

As he spoke, Feng Zhaobai took a deep look at Zhu Haomiao and murmured in an undetectable voice.

"After all, in the Fantasy Realm... the most important thing is that you have fun..."

"Brother, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Feng Zhaobai waved his hand and left the reception room without looking back, saying a few words before leaving.

"Read the information slowly and come to me after completing the task."

…………………………

The tip of the moon

Gorgeous neon lights flash on and off, giving the entire street a dreamy and blurry red light.

After changing into a rich young man's outfit, Zhu Haomiao stepped into the most famous nightclub in the entire Magic City. As soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the [desire] that came to him.

The illusory desire reflected a real and visible mist in the boy's eyes, like a dark red mist covering the entire building.

But in the depths of the dark red mist, a more evil and twisted darkness quietly lurked, like a dormant monster, opening its huge mouth to devour every creature that stepped into this place.

Damn it!

Why didn't I find such a good place before? !

Looking around, the boy took a deep breath of the sinful air and opened his hands in ecstasy, as if he wanted to embrace this place.

Everyone inside is a talent!

And they speak nicely!

I feel like going home!

"Sir, are you here alone? Do you have any girls you know? I can help you arrange it."

At this moment, the welcoming waiter came up and nodded and bowed with a flattering face.

Without even looking at him, Zhu Haomiao casually took out a silver coin and flicked it over: "Call out all your top players and let me see."

The waiter quickly caught the silver coin and saw the words "One Tael" surrounded by two exquisite five-clawed dragons. He recognized that this was the popular Qing silver coin in recent years and was so happy that his face almost broke with laughter.

His monthly salary was only a little over one tael of silver, but the rich customer gave him a reward of one tael!

It was almost equal to his monthly income!