Black Book

Chapter 98: Chanting [My Name]

Subconsciously pulling out the revolver he carried with him, Wilson stared at the figure hidden under the black cloak, and his other hand calmly reached for a red button on the bottom edge of the table.

However, as the man took off his hood, a sense of blood connection surged into his soul, instantly soothing his frightened heart and allowing Wilson to slowly relax.

"My lord."

Wilson took a long breath, put away his revolver, stood up and saluted, gazing devoutly at the smiling boy not far away.

"You did a great job last time."

Hearing the young man's praise, Wilson's heart was filled with endless ecstasy and emotion, and he half-knelt on the ground out of surprise.

"Glory to the Lord."

With a noncommittal smile, Zhu Haomiao flicked the corners of his mouth casually. With a light metallic hum, two dazzling gold coins spun at high speed, drew a parabola in the air, and fell accurately into Wilson's palm.

Wilson's eyes widened in disbelief, and twisted black light rose in his eyes. The [Greed Coin] in his palm gradually melted into a viscous liquid like crude oil, seeping into the skin bit by bit, flowing through the blood throughout the body, and merging into every cell and every bit of soul.

Looking at the other person's blood vessels wriggling and bulging like little snakes, and the hideous expression of pain and pleasure on his face, Zhu Haomiao could sense that the other person was gradually losing himself, and the mysterious and strange black light had eroded most of his soul.

As the pollution gets worse, I can now even sense what he is thinking.

The thinking is unilaterally transparent, but the other party is completely unaware of the change and is still grateful to oneself in his heart, like a fanatical believer.

Sigh... I am obviously a sunny and cheerful boy, why do his methods seem to be becoming more and more weird?

Sighing quietly in his heart, Zhu Haomiao stood where he was, quietly waiting for Wilson to digest the [Greedy Gold Coins].

After a long time, the strange vision around Wilson gradually dissipated, and his hideous and distorted expression gradually subsided, and he returned to being an elegant and noble gentleman.

"Now, I'll give you a new task."

Wilson half-knelt on the ground, looking up at Zhu Haomiao with a pious expression and a resolute and fanatical gaze, quietly waiting for his orders.

"Let the entire Demon City underground world chant my name. These... are your 'start-up funds'."

With his hands spread out above his head, Wilson held the dozen or so [Greed Coins] handed to him by Zhu Haomiao in his palms and nodded with a firm look in his eyes.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhu Haomiao nodded, put on his hood, took two steps back, and blended into the dark shadows like a ghost, leaving only a faint whisper.

"Remember, my name is... Original Sin."

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"The original sin is in the heart of each of us. Only by washing away our sins with the blood of sinners can we obtain redemption!"

In a spacious secret room, a group of people looked at Wilson, who was spitting and excited on the stage, and looked at each other with indescribable expressions.

Among them were men and women, half of them were foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, and the other half were Qing people with long, slender hair.

But without exception, they are all well-known figures in the foreign world on the surface, but secretly they control many shameful forces.

Smuggling, selling elixirs, forcing women of good families into prostitution, running casinos, kidnapping and murder...

They don't do business that loses money, and they are behind all other gray and black industries.

Originally, these people thought that Wilson had spent countless efforts and favors to bring them together for some big deal, and they came together with great enthusiasm...

It turns out that it was for missionary work?
Or is it a weird sect that I have never heard of?!
If it weren't for the favors that Wilson had given, some people would have wanted to walk away. But even if they sat down patiently, they didn't want to listen to Wilson chanting on the stage, and whispered to the people around them.

"Did this guy take the wrong medicine?"

"I don't know. I guess he was brainwashed by religion."

"Isn't he a ruthless character? He has expanded his power more than ten times in less than a year!"

"There's no conflict between a tough guy and a religious lunatic."

"Right……"

Seeing the disrespectful people in the audience, Wilson frowned in dissatisfaction and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"I know you don't believe what I say. After all, sinners are foolish...but..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the audience frowned, but the next second, when Wilson opened an exquisite and small gorgeous treasure box, the bewitching and beautiful golden light poured out, casting a golden evil light that distorted the soul on everyone's retina.

Pupils slowly dilated and vision gradually lost focus. Everyone stared at the pile of small gold coins, with uncontrollable fanatical greed in their hearts.

mine!

It's all mine!

It's all mine!
slap~
Wilson closed the treasure box, blocking everyone's sight and also blocking everyone's almost out-of-control greed.

Immediately, the empty and unfocused pupils suddenly condensed, and everyone felt lost in their hearts, as if a piece was missing.

As if they had lost the most important thing in their lives, they subconsciously slammed the table and stared at Wilson on the stage with hatred, as if he was their mortal enemy who had taken away their beloved things!

Bathed in the hatred of everyone, Wilson looked back fearlessly. Dark and deep twisted black light wriggled in his pupils, bringing everyone a terrifying pressure that pierced their souls.

"The original sin is merciful. He grants us liberation, salvation, and everything we want!"

Gently raising the treasure box in his hand, under the hot and greedy gazes of the crowd, Wilson seemed to be holding up the supreme authority, like a sacred and majestic sacrifice.

"Now... who wants to accept my Lord's salvation?"

The faces of the people in the audience froze, and their remaining rationality told them that there was a dangerous abyss ahead. If they stepped into it, they would probably be doomed.

But their instinctive greed drove them like a drug addiction, urging them to get the gold coin at all costs!

"I...I do."

After a brief struggle between his conscience and his desire, a man stood up, panting, and walked onto the stage tremblingly. Thousands of emotions struggled in his eyes, but in the end greed prevailed.

Seeing this, Wilson nodded with satisfaction and shouted in a low and majestic voice.

"Your Majesty!"

Pfft!
The man's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, looking at Wilson with ecstasy as he took out a gold coin and placed it in his palm.

Holding the gold coins tightly in his hand, the man sucked the smell of the gold coins madly like a drug addict, with a twisted expression of ecstasy.

With the example set by the first person, the rest of the people could no longer control their greed and rushed forward one after another.

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