Thriller Trainee

The media around the world made another sensation.

A month ago, the great magician Zongjiu suffered a car accident and unfortunately suffered comminuted fractures in his hands. From then on, the news of saying goodbye to the stage was flying around the world like snowflakes.

The magic industry in this world is very developed. Whether it is film and television works or literary works, there are more involved and quite popular. So relatively speaking, the great magician at the top of the industry is also attracting everyone's attention.

Zong Jiu is the leading card magician of this year, and there are countless people staring at him on weekdays. So as soon as the news of his car accident came out, several families were happy and sad. In particular, some unidentified people secretly revealed that after consulting with him by world-class experts, they all said that they can only expect miracles. In the past few days, the major media have been lamenting the fall of a star in the magic world.

He is still so young, and based on his golden age, he can still be active on stage for at least more than ten years. He didn't expect that he was famous but suffered this tragedy when he was young.

Then today, the agent team of the great magician suddenly announced that his hands had healed, and the original world tour plan would be resumed next week.

"Wow—"

At this moment, everyone was boiling.

Especially those who waited to see the jokes and waited to take over the status and resources of the card magic master made the most trouble.

They deliberately incited public opinion in order to completely expose the matter, but now telling them that Zong Jiu's hands are better again?

All of a sudden, those experts who had consulted with Zong Jiu were called by various channels.

"Sorry, we can't disclose the privacy of patients at will. This is the professional ethics of doctors."

But even though the experts said so, they have to sigh with emotion, "The miracle has really come."

And all of this, Zong Jiu, who was in the center of the storm, never knew.

Early the next morning, he talked to his agent and held a video conference at the strong request of the other party.

"My hands are really fine, all right, do you see? I hung up after reading it."

Zong Jiu impatiently showed the fancy skills of a few cards, and closed the video in the dumbfounded eyes of the agent team.

Now that the hands are all right, everything has to return to daily life.

Faced with this situation, brokers are of course happy to see. If Zong Jiu had an accident, their team would also have to be disbanded. Among other things, Zong Jiu, who runs a personal studio, at least paid them extraordinarily generous salaries. In the past few days, everyone was planning to find another way out. Unexpectedly, Liu Anhua would be another village.

In the afternoon, after finishing the various chores, the re-arranged schedule was sent to Zong Jiu's mailbox.

"The next stop is...ODL Country W City."

Zong Jiu browsed and found that the venues for future tours are all around the Mediterranean.

As expected, he happened during the tour. He has been to many countries before, and there are only a few small countries that are close to him.

It is said that the tickets for his next performance on the Internet have already reached sky-high prices. Everyone seems to have witnessed how the magic master recovered after he was diagnosed with a comminuted fracture in his hands. It is said that there are many more people opening bets on the Internet, betting whether his hand can return to its previous peak state.

It's really like a dream. Obviously, I was still having a headache for my hands yesterday, so I didn't have anything to do today.

Zong Jiu walked into the kitchen and cut an apple for himself. Looking at the blue blood vessels on his pale wrist, he couldn't help but gather his five fingers, as if he wanted to make sure that all this was not illusory.

The uninvited person took a bite on the apple in the magician's hand very consciously.

The most hateful thing is that after eating, the devil still commented, "It tastes good, not as sweet as you."

The magician's response was to put the apple directly into the opponent's mouth.

"Baby, what should I do if you are going out?"

The devil is not angry, but keeps up.

Zong Jiu threw a card over and said ruthlessly: "This is my secondary card. Buy what you want, don't bother me."

On the other side, on the TV that was turned on, it happened that President Ba said coldly to the female protagonist.

"Woman, this is my card. There is a limit of 100,000 per day. Not satisfied?"

demon:"......"

There is a subtle illusion.

"But we must stay together, and the parchment says that we must stay alive, or terrible things will happen."

"Is there such a thing?" Zong Jiu was suspicious.

"Of course there is. Part of the contract is written in Latin. This is the common language in our hell. It's normal for you to not understand, baby."

The devil began his performance again: "Everything can be prevented in case, isn't it? In case something accident happens..."

just in case. Indeed, in the unlikely event of an accident, no one can afford it.

Zong Jiu would not take this risk.

A crossroads popped out of the white-haired magician's forehead, and he turned his head and pulled a bit on the way he bought the parchment.

He bought it on a black technology forum, and the seller vowed to say that it was the parchment he had obtained from the remains of Solomon's Temple in Jerusalem. It was sold at a high price and attracted the attention of many people.

However, until now, there is only a solitary 1 in the list of sold items.

Zong Jiula went out to leave a comment: things are not bad, that is, next time you can choose what type of devil to summon, it is too annoying to summon it now.

After doing all this, he withdrew again to send a private message to the seller's customer service.

[Magician]: You summon demons, how do you usually send them back to hell? Why can't I recite the spell three times?

To be honest, buying a plane ticket for the devil is very difficult.

Because he is simply a shady.

In the end, Zong Jiu didn't bother to care about him, and left the sentence "The devil with vast magical powers will arrive at the destination by himself, see you later" and then boarded the plane without looking back.

As a result, when he asked the stewardess to help him make the first-class bed and climbed up to get ready to sleep, his cold hands climbed out of the shadows again.

The bed in the first-class cabin was so narrow, Zong Jiu, a big man lying on it, was barely enough, and there was another demon taller than him, it was almost impossible to put his arms and legs.

"Baby, you can lie down in my shadow, I am very happy to provide you with this service. Or..."

The man held his head and smiled ambiguously, "It's okay to lie on me."

Zong Jiu: "...Go away."

He Jiu felt that signing a contract with this devil might be the biggest mistake he had made in his life.

The long shadows are like space folding, staggeringly spreading the entire space pod with a layer, extending the space infinitely.

Who would have thought that just a shadow could still be used like this? ? ? Anyway, authentic nine is unexpected.

After the plane landed, Zong Jiu found that the merchant had already given him a reply.

[Customer Service]: This... kiss, this is beyond our understanding. Generally speaking, this is something for occult enthusiasts to try. We are not responsible for either the success rate or the after-sales service. Dear

[Magician]: The things you sell are so expensive, haven't you tried it yourself?

[Customer Service]: But no one else has had this situation before, so I can’t laugh or cry. jpg

[Magician]: What do you mean, you dare to sell things that you don’t guarantee? Didn’t you say that the devil will be summoned at a rate of over 50%?

[Customer Service]: Ah this...but we have only met you, the summoned guest...everyone else has failed.

[Customer Service]:...Let’s do it, in fact, we sell fake products, but if you believe in this item, you can’t believe it or not, right? Can I give you half of the money back?

The other party probably thought he was mentally ill, so he shivered and gave a refund.

Zong Jiu stared at the dialog box speechlessly for a moment, then retired, and found that the comments he had left before were already very lively.

[Hahahahahahaha, I rely on, someone really buys such an expensive IQ tax]

[My God, this is not a secondary disease, right? I also summoned the devil to return the goods, wtmxs]

[Onlookers in the second disease! These years, the second disease is common, and it is rare to see such a rich person! 】

Zong Jiu: "..."

Forget it, maybe others are not so lucky?

He comforted himself so that he put the phone back in his pocket.

The agent was ready to pick up the plane at the WYN airport early, and saw Zong Jiu rushing to greet him immediately.

"Brother Nine, congratulations on recovery, congratulations."

The agent sighed first, but when he turned his head, he saw the black-haired man with his hands in his pockets and a pair of sunglasses on his face, following behind the magician.

"Who is this......?"

Seeing that the two of them seemed to know each other, the agent spoke hesitantly.

Zong Jiu was silent for a moment.

He doesn't know how to answer. Could it be that this is the devil I summoned from hell?

As a result, such a moment of hesitation allowed the devil to take the lead.

The black-haired man lowered his head slightly and put a hand intimately on the magician's shoulder. The dark golden pupils gleamed with a gloomy color on the frame of the sunglasses. When his eyes fell on the person, it was terrifying.

Seeing such a scene, the agent was so scared that his pupils went round.

Who doesn't know that this great magician hates physical contact with others the most on weekdays. The agent team has been with him for so long and hasn't seen any friends with him. The only thing he has dealt with the most is the problem of work, which is horribly isolated.

But it does. The ability to achieve such magical achievements at his age can no longer be described by the word genius. But those geniuses who are incompatible with ordinary people like this cannot always find the same kind and need to endure loneliness.

"He will be my personal assistant these days, asking why so much."

Zong Jiu knocked off the hand on his shoulder impatiently: "Let's go."

Agent: "Okay, okay, come with me, the car is already waiting outside."

So they left from the airport where people came and went.

When he left, Zong Jiu looked at the devil secretly, and said casually, "Do you **** demons often come to the real world?"

"No, rarely."

The devil frowned and scanned the gazes looking at them.

Especially falling on the white-haired magician.

His hair color is too conspicuous, and his figure is tall and slender. He abruptly turns the airport into a fashion show runway, and his turnaround rate is 100%.

Even knowing that this is just a low-level copy constructed from the magician's memory, it still makes the devil feel extremely unhappy.