Spellcasting Heavens

A few hours later, in the office on the top floor of the Violet House Entertainment Center, an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties was standing in front of the desk, his face full of tension and fear, sweating profusely.

Because he is none other than another guy who is engaged in smuggling magical creatures in the New York underground world, known as the half-blood siren-Nazes.

Of course, this old fox is much more cunning than Abraham Borrowman. He not only opened a freight company on the bright side, but also used the money he earned to manage the ups and downs, so that the lords and councilors obviously Knowing what kind of business he was doing secretly, but they all chose to turn a blind eye to it.

But today, the old fox finally stumbled.

He never dreamed that the task that he originally used to make trouble for his competitors would be taken away by a young and beautiful witch.

What's even more frightening is that this little witch is also the girlfriend of a member of the Supreme Council.

Shock!

panic!

Fear!

After all, he is not an idiot, and he understands that no matter how many people he bribes, he cannot change the established fact of violating the rules, so if the young supreme councilor is determined to kill himself, he has absolutely no chance to resist.

Nazes, tell me, what should I do with you? Zhang Cheng tapped on the table lightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

My lord, I swear, this is just a misunderstanding, a coincidence, and I didn't mean to take advantage of this young lady. The old man hurriedly bent down, bowed deeply, and desperately explained.

There is no way not to work hard!

The underground world has never paid much attention to the legal system, and there is no jury system that is almost ridiculous. As long as the lord and councilor confirm that a certain unlucky person has violated the rules, they have the right to arrest him, and if it is serious, he will be executed directly.

Why should I trust you? Or to put it another way, what qualifications do you have to let me let you go? Zhang Cheng unabashedly released the malice in his heart.

As a person who likes to speculate on the other party's psychological activities from the perspective of the dark side of human nature, he would rather believe that this is a test of his own bottom line, rather than some shit coincidence.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world!

Compared to coincidence,

Conspiracies and tricks everywhere are the norm in this world.

What do you want? Nazes mustered up his courage and tentatively asked.

Don't worry, I didn't intend to kill you, at least not this time. But you have to understand that there is a price to pay for doing anything wrong. Abraham Borroman paid all his savings for many years in exchange for his life , what about you? Zhang Cheng hinted meaningfully.

Take your money for your life!

This idea popped up in old Nazes's mind instantly, and he hurriedly calculated in his heart how much property he needed to give to satisfy the young Supreme Council member in front of him.

You must know that he is not the upstart Abraham Borrowman. Apart from the smuggling of magical creatures, there are also a series of gray businesses involving underground casinos, death fight clubs, and erotic services. Some even cooperate with the lords. It is to move the whole body with one hair.

On weekdays, through these alliances of interests and relationships, he has never been the only one who has troubled others, and when has he been troubled by others.

But now, facing the power that truly stands at the apex of power in the underground world, the old man suddenly discovered that the power he had worked so hard to build up was simply like a wooden house built on the beach without a foundation. Once a terrible storm came, everything would collapse. For nothing.

Filled with strong reluctance, old Nazes hesitated for about two or three minutes, and quickly gritted his teeth and responded: I am willing to pay 100,000 gold dinars! Plus 1.4 billion U.S. dollars!

Wow! Elizabeth screamed, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

Only now did she realize how incredibly rich the Underworld was.

In particular, the dollar, which ordinary people dream of, is completely like an accessory here, used to make up the difference in important transactions, rather than being used as the main currency.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the girl with a smile, and then said to the old man: You are very smart, and you offered me a price that satisfies me once, so we can settle this matter. Remember, don't try to play tricks again. Your cleverness, let alone provoke my bottom line, otherwise I promise you will never have such a chance next time.

Understood! I swear on my life that I will never engage in such small tricks again. Nazes wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and bowed deeply.

Very good! I hope you can do what you say. In addition, I seem to have heard that you have a cruise ship in New York, and regularly hold gambling and fighting competitions on it? Zhang Cheng asked with great interest.

Nazes nodded quickly: Yes, my lord. Once a week, only residents of the underground world are invited, as well as politicians and rich people who know the underground world and serve us.

It sounds interesting. What about the so-called death fight?

As the name suggests, two people use their own lives as a bet to enter the ring for unlimited fighting until one of them is completely dead. In fact, this tradition first originated in the ancient Roman arena, and later because of various It was abolished for the reason that it was not revived until a hundred years ago. Please rest assured that our contestants are all voluntary. They fight each other for wealth, fame and status, and there is absolutely no element of performance. It is also because In this way, there will be countless people who are willing to spend a lot of money to watch it, and even spend a lot of money to participate in gambling...

As an organizer and initiator, Old Nazes obviously put a lot of energy and emotion into this brutal fight, and his tone was full of pride.

After all, in the depths of human nature, there has always been a hidden desire to destroy and kill. Otherwise, sports such as kickboxing, boxing, wrestling, and martial arts would not be so popular, and they can generate tens of billions of dollars in revenue every year. Even Some people felt that it was not exciting enough or bloody enough, so they began to hold some illegal fighting competitions, with maiming and killing the opponent as the condition for victory.

Of course, in the eyes of the underground world, all of this is child's play.

Take the old Nazes as an example, the sea death fight he held, the contestants are a group of guys with transformation ability or supernatural power, the fight is simply more entertaining and exciting than any existing fighting Sex, naturally also attracted countless wealthy guests.

When rich people get together, it is definitely impossible to just watch the game, and gambling will come into being.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng turned his head and asked Elizabeth who was immersed in joy: Honey, are you interested in going to relax with me and experience the death fight in the underground world?

Okay! It's better to bring Aisha with you! The girl nodded happily and agreed.

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