Black Book

Chapter 50: The Black Body

"I am an SP-level transcendent, almost reaching the pinnacle of the First Heaven's energy level. If it weren't for the fact that job title evaluation depends on the length of service in each Heaven, I would have ascended to the Second Heaven long ago."

"At my level, as long as I'm careful to avoid some of the destiny monsters in this plane, I can basically walk sideways for the rest. It's even easier to make money in a matter of minutes."

As he spoke, Feng Zhaobai patted Zhu Haomiao on the shoulder and gave him earnest advice.

"Don't worry too much about the currency of this plane. When you reach a higher level in the future, you will find that those things are readily available."

However, when Zhu Haomiao heard Feng Zhaobai's words, his eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened. His thoughts suddenly became clear, and he slammed his palm hard.

Yup!

Why should I be bound by the inertial thinking of the real world?

The Fantasy Realm is a huge playground for me!
As long as I stick to my heart, I can do whatever I want!

I have a moral burden to kill good people, but I have no psychological barriers to killing bad people!
Black robbing black... I'm a professional!

Seeing the captivating light slowly blooming in the boy's eyes, the curve of Feng Zhaobai's mouth gradually disappeared. He felt inexplicably frightened, as if he had done something stupid and released something incredible.

"Black eating black... I understand. Thank you, Brother Feng!"

After saying that, he never mentioned the matter of borrowing money again. Zhu Haomiao clasped his fists cheerfully, turned around and left, leaving the two of them staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What does he understand?"

"I don't know, but I feel like you've taught him bad things."

Hearing his companions' accusations, Feng Zhaobai rubbed his temples in pain.

"I told him so much, and he just heard the three words 'black eating black'. What does it have to do with me? I just gave an example!"

"Maybe he is born with a black body, and he realized the truth in Longchang."

Hearing his companions' malicious teasing, Feng Zhaobai put on a mask of pain, vaguely feeling that he had really released something horrible.

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boom! boom! boom!
Fierce gunshots echoed in the night sky. In a villa in the public concession, the last resistance force was shot to death. A group of gangsters stabbed the servants who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy one by one. In the study on the second floor, Wilson, holding a smoking revolver, walked towards the enemy who was still struggling and squirming on the ground with a grin.

"Wilson! You're crazy!"

"No, dear de Oliveira, you betrayed me!"

Bang!
The revolver bullet fired, creating a third bloody flower on de Oliveira's thigh.

"Ouch!"

The intense pain made the pampered white man wail loudly and roll back and forth on the floor.

But Wilson seemed to be torturing him on purpose, avoiding his vital parts and each shot hit his legs.

"Oh~ my dear De Oliveira, be a gentleman. Even when facing death, don't be like... um... what's the Chinese saying... Oh, right, the Broken Back Dog!"

"Wilson, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said too much in the afternoon, but I really didn't expect things to develop to that point... For God's sake..."

De Oliveira begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face, but this caused Wilson to raise the corners of his mouth grimly.

"You didn't expect it? You didn't expect that I could come back alive, did you?"

"Haven't you already discussed how to divide my Chamber of Commerce and embezzle my property?" De Oliveira's pupils shrank sharply. He wondered how Wilson could have known the secret that was just reached this afternoon in advance.

What was even more unexpected was that this guy suddenly changed his character and launched a surprise attack so decisively that very night.

If we wait until tomorrow to mobilize our own thugs, we will never be killed by him so unexpectedly!
Sensing the unwillingness and regret in De Oliveira's eyes, Wilson's smile became even more hideous and twisted.

"Haha, for God's sake, I will hang your body on the cross on the roof and let all those who betrayed me see what will happen to them!!"

Seeing the revolver pressed against his forehead, de Oliveira's hair stood on end and cold sweat broke out. He wanted to snatch the gun from the enemy, but his body was shaking uncontrollably and he didn't dare to move at all.

"No...no...please Wilson, I was wrong, I am willing to submit to you..."

"Go to hell and repent."

Facing Wilson's hideous smile, de Oliveira's eyes showed despair. However, just when he thought he was about to die, a dark black light appeared in the depths of Wilson's pupils, and his eyes instantly became empty and out of focus.

Then he put away the pistol and stepped aside as de Oliveira looked at him in disbelief.

But before de Oliveira could change from surprise to joy, in the corner of the study, a figure covered in a black cloak slowly walked out of the darkness and walked towards him with an elegant, evil and cold aura.

Looking up at the dark figure standing in front of him, and then looking at Wilson who had stepped aside like a servant, de Oliveira vaguely understood something.

"Wilson! You actually cooperated with these pagans! You became a lackey of these inferior people!!"

Although the hawk-beak hood covered most of his face, de Oliveira could still tell from the exposed chin that he was a young yellow man.

Soon, the man took off his hood, revealing his young and handsome face.

But behind that childlike innocent smile were a pair of creepy dark eyes. Just by meeting his gaze, de Oliveira began to tremble uncontrollably, as if something inside his body was wriggling and struggling, trying to break out.

“Devil…devil!!”

As if he saw through the horrible monster hidden under the harmless skin, De Oliveira screamed like a woman and pulled out a golden cross from his collar.

"Lord! Please protect me from evil..."

Before he could finish his words, the cross in his hand was snatched away by the young man in surprise.

"Pure gold? Thank you~"

Seeing that the magic weapon that he had paid a huge price for was being played with carefully by the "devil" and couldn't let it go, it was as if the person nailed on the cross was not Jesus, but a naked woman!
De Oliveira opened his mouth in a daze, muttering nothing, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

The devil...shouldn't he be afraid of the cross?
Why did he kick it in the pocket?
Seeing de Oliveira's dazed and desperate expression, Zhu Haomiao nodded and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, this is my first time robbing someone, so I'm not very experienced yet. Do you have anything valuable?"

"what?"

"Gold, silver, and banknotes are all fine. I'm not picky."

Seeing that the boy seemed very greedy for money, de Oliveira rekindled his hope of survival.

"I have money! I have a lot of money. If you let me go, I will give you one thousand, no, ten thousand pounds!"

Thanks to book friends such as [Crazy Venomous Snake] and [Bai Luo Zi Chen] for their rewards.

Brothers, give me some votes, Lao Xu was beaten to his knees~~~
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(End of this chapter)