Valon, the leader of
the Black Hand Organization in the Black Hand Building
, was looking at his three incompetent subordinates with an embarrassed expression. His subordinates are still pale and trembling, as if they were fished out of the water. Same.
Behind Wallon, the eyes of a coiled dragon-shaped sculpture with 12 square holes lit up with red light. This light contained a chilling power.
Valon kept pacing back and forth in front of the sculpture, looking at the angry expressions on his men's faces, and said angrily.
"You losers, do you have to go through such trouble to get a shield from an archaeologist?!"
He really didn't expect that the three most trusted people in his life would be like this, just to get a shield. Even this little thing can't be done well.
How much fighting power can an archaeologist have? Is it possible that a random kick or a punch can knock away a monster-like being?
The three members of the Black Hand organization were still huddled together and shivering. What they experienced today will probably be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
"No, no, boss, we met a terrible weirdo. That person was simply a monster. He just waved his hand and let us fall into the black hole. It took us an hour to fall to the floor. That feeling. It's really..."
Rasu defended himself tremblingly, and did not dare to continue talking until the end. Zhou and Afen, who were in his arms, turned even paler.
Obviously, Rasu's words reminded them of very bad memories.
"What? I waved my hand and let you fall into the black hole for an hour? Do you think this is some kind of fairy tale? Don't make any more excuses for your incompetence!"
Valon became even more angry. His men have now learned to lie. With such an unreliable subordinate, when can they get the legendary Golden Rooster King's treasure and complete their family's mission and pursuit? !
Maybe I should find better subordinates. True is not enough. I heard that there is a master who is very good at boxing in a deep mountain forest. I should invite the master too.
Valon thought it was time to inject more powerful blood into the Black Hand organization.
"Wait..."
When Valon was about to continue reprimanding his incompetent subordinates, the statue of the Holy Lord behind him suddenly glowed red, as if a huge will and an extremely evil consciousness descended here. An oppressive red light shines on the four members of the Black Hand organization.
"Tell me carefully who you met?"
The holy master's hoarse voice slowly sounded, echoing in the hall. He became interested in the person who waved his hand out of the black hole.
According to his understanding of the world, a mage who is so proficient in space power should not exist.
Seeing that the Holy Lord had spoken, the angry Walon also restrained his temper, leaned aside and continued to let the trembling Rasu tell them about the mysterious young strong man they encountered.
"It's like this. We went to the antique shop today and met the archaeologist. It turned out that we had already obtained the shield by then. Ah Fen suddenly lost control of his emotions..."
Lasu described in detail how they interacted with the young man. There was a conflict between the strong men, and the strong man summoned a black hole with a wave of his hand, toying with them in the midst of applause. Afterwards, they looked at the time, and they clearly felt that a long time had passed. There was an hour, but the timetable only showed that it took less than five minutes from the time they entered to the time they came out.
Listening to the description of pooping, Valon looked disdainful, his mouth almost tilted to his eyes.
It doesn't matter that I don't have enough ability, but I still made up such a mage-like existence!
A bunch of trash, it seems the recruitment of new members is on the agenda!
When Rasu finished speaking, the entire hall fell into silence. The two eyes of the Holy Lord, like red crystals, were flickering brightly and darkly. He was thinking about whether it was really possible to play with space and part of time to such a superb degree.
He knew very well that this world could not tolerate extraordinary power. If he followed the description of this little gangster, then the other party was indeed something that should not be underestimated.
Space and time have never been accessible to normal people.
The Holy Lord saw from the panic and fear of these three people that they were not telling lies. Even that memory brought a deep psychological shadow to them, which made the Holy Lord a little curious about this inexplicable strong man. Heart.
"Continue to collect talismans, and stay away from that person when you meet him. You are not a match for such a strong man yet, provided that you are not lying."
The Holy Master is very clear about the subsequent arrangements, which is to collect 12 talismans. If there are no As for the talisman, he can only be trapped in this stone sculpture for the rest of his life. This year is the most favorable disaster year for him. No matter what happens, he must collect the rat talisman.
The rat charm is the key to his escape.
"This..."
The trio of gangsters from the Black Hand Organization hesitated upon hearing this. They had a hunch that they would definitely meet that terrifying young man again in the future. If they hadn't still missed their boss, Wa Long, they might have escaped long ago. I won't come back at all.
If they continue to collect charms, wouldn't it cost them their lives?
"What about this and that? Didn't you hear what the Holy Lord said? Keep collecting the talismans! If you still can't collect them, then you three losers don't come back either."
Seeing Lasu and the others, they still looked hesitant . Long was so angry that he was about to lift his leg and kick him, but after hesitating for a moment, he put his foot back and drove the three of them out with his hand.
These are all his confidants who have been with me for many years, no matter how useless they are, they are still one of my own.
"Wa Long!"
After driving away the trio, the Holy Lord's voice suddenly came from behind Walong. Walong quickly turned around and bowed to the Holy Lord.
"Go and arrange more people to search for the talisman, otherwise you will never get the Golden Rooster King's treasure!"
"Yes, Holy Master, don't worry."
Valon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left without looking back. Here, only the uncertain lights and the dragon statue with red eyes remain in place.
"He is really a big man who is willing to spend money. I remember that demons like you still attach great importance to treasures."
The calm voice suddenly echoed in the calm hall, and the Holy Master suddenly woke up, his eyes blooming red Light, a dark shadow ninja spread out from the surrounding shadow corners, scanning the surroundings with red eyes.
A young man exuding a noble aura suddenly appeared in the hall. Even the Holy Lord did not see how this young man appeared for a moment.
"Who are you..."
"I am a wizard and I want to exchange something with you."
(End of this chapter)