The Black Book

When the waiter at the door saw the big fat sheep coming to the door, his eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded and bent over to lead the way.

Buzz~

A silver coin was casually popped out and thrown into the waiter's hand. Zhu Haomiao was so skillful that he stepped into the door leisurely as if he were returning home.

When he walked to the lobby, Zhu Haomiao felt something. He looked up to the second floor and saw a tall, elegant, middle-aged white man in a tuxedo standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The eyes of both parties met, and under the dim and ambiguous light, the middle-aged white man raised a glass of wine and saluted him from a distance.

Zhu Haomiao smiled and nodded, walked up to the second floor with a calm expression, and came to the private room next to the middle-aged white man.

Soon, several Yingying Yanyans filed in and instantly surrounded the young man.

The young man who fell into the pile of makeup and powder raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and wiped the oil off casually, which immediately made the girls pant and grunt as they tried to resist him.

However, while his body was enjoying the warm fragrance of nephrite, the depths of Zhu Haomiao's smiling pupils were cold. His spirit was highly concentrated, and the scene in the next room was projected in his soul.

Like the first perspective of a monitor, a short, stocky man with a Chinese-character face came into view of the young man.

"Mr. Wilson, I wonder what is so important about your kind invitation?"

"Mr. Arao, I have some business and want to cooperate with you..."

It was obviously from his first-person perspective, but the voice he spoke was not his own. Zhu Haomiao felt a novel feeling like watching a VR movie, and watched with interest as Wilson deceived the mission target.

Dozens of minutes later, watching the two parties shaking hands and reaching an agreement, Wilson handed a gorgeous and beautiful gold coin to Koichi Araao as a token of the transaction and a deposit, and Zhu Haomiao breathed a long sigh of relief.

With the position of [Greed for Gold Coins], now he is not afraid even if he goes to the end of the world...

Sure enough, if you want to find someone in a city the size of Magic City, you must have the support of an intelligence network!

In the past, waiting for the opportunity to hit the big time on your own was like looking for a needle in a haystack. You might not be able to hit your target for several months.

It was the convenience of Wilson, who had connections in both black and white circles, that he could always get the word out despite all the twists and turns, and in the end he succeeded in asking the target out.

Thoughts were flowing in his mind, and Zhu Haomiao's slightly out-of-focus pupils gradually became clear, and he returned his attention to his main body.

"Master, I feel so uncomfortable~"

Looking at the girls with blurred eyes and pink hearts in their pupils, who were frantically rubbing their majestic breasts against him, Zhu Haomiao laughed wildly and raised and lowered his hands unceremoniously.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Give me Kangkang?"

"Yeah~ I hate it~"

"It's my turn, it's my turn, Master, I feel uncomfortable here, please touch me~"

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[Lust] +10, [Tao Heart] +1

【Lust】: LV.0→LV.1 (0/100)

【Fine】+1

Unknowingly, the original sin [lust] quietly escalated. A large pink mist surged in the depths of Zhu Haomiao's pupils. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and desire spurted out like a volcano!

But the next second, a clear light bloomed in his eyes, instantly suppressing the restless desires.

In the corridor outside the private room, Wilson, who was sending Koichi Arao away, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.

"What's wrong? Mr. Wilson?"

"nothing."

Wilson chuckled and shook his head, quietly changing the subject and extending his palm generously.

"I'll leave the rest to you, Mr. Arao."

Arao Hiroshi held his palm with both hands, bowed slightly, his eyes were fiery and firm.

"Please rest assured, I will do it properly!"

"Um."

Nodding noncommittally, Wilson sent Koichi Arao out as a gift, and then glanced at the private room where Zhu Haomiao was. After hesitating for a few seconds, he did not interrupt and left with a large group of bodyguards.

During the entire process, the real mastermind did not even appear within the scope of Koichi Arao's awareness, but he quietly included him in his trap.

It wasn't until midnight that Zhu Haomiao smiled evilly, and walked away without any nostalgia under the resentful and hungry eyes of the girls, as if today was just an ordinary day in his dissolute life.

However, no one knows that a fishhook has already penetrated into the target's flesh, and the next step is to reel in the line little by little, waiting for the moment to enjoy...

In the next few days, through the mysterious connection between [Greed for Gold Coins] and himself, Zhu Haomiao observed the surveillance target from a street away, but never found any flaw in the other person's mind.

Greed, lust, anger, jealousy...

All kinds of original sins arise and disappear in the target's mind, but they are bound and shrouded by the protective shell of the soul, unable to make a single ripple under the suppression of reason.

Taking a sip of coffee, Zhu Haomiao looked at the passers-by outside the floor-to-ceiling window with melancholy eyes.

What about the promise of lust as much as life?

Not astringent enough at all!

No spirit!

After drinking the coffee sadly, Zhu Haomiao began to think seriously about how to complete the task.

It was impossible to kill him head-on. The opponent was a peak silver warrior, and he was just a rookie who had just entered the bronze level. The gap in hard power between the two sides could no longer be bridged by explosive seeds.

Even if you ignore the endurance of your soul and body and release your original sin overload, the final result will be more losses than gains.

It’s just a 100-point contribution, why are you trying so hard?

Shaking his head, Zhu Haomiao subconsciously looked at the waist covered by the cloak, where there was a brutal and gorgeous silver-plated revolver.

But after carefully evaluating for a few seconds, he sighed with regret.

Unless the target is forced to the point where there is no place for him to hide, it is impossible to hit him with his own shooting skills!

Not to mention the peak silver warriors, even Zhu Haomiao himself has the current reaction speed and sensitivity, and it is difficult for ordinary gunmen to hit him.

This does not mean that he is fast enough to dodge bullets, but with the combat intuition of a warrior, he can always avoid the effective attack area pointed by the muzzle.

Of course, this is only the case of a single person holding a gun. If it is a well-trained army, dozens or hundreds of guns are blocked, and bullets are poured like rain, then you can only resist it.

Clenching his fists, feeling the 3.5 [Body] attribute combined with the second level [Hard Qigong], Zhu Haomiao clearly knew that he could never withstand the frontal shooting of hot weapons.

One hit and one silence!

It should be difficult for a peak silver warrior...

So, maybe he can try to mobilize the army to encircle and suppress the target?

Subconsciously thinking of the group of desperate criminals raised by Wilson, Zhu Haomiao rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and gradually gave up the bold idea.

It's unnecessary. Wilson is helping me deal with things in secret, which is much more useful than putting it in the open!

If the relationship between me and him is exposed, many things may be traced back to the roots...