Chapter 145 The Dark Queen
The night is dark.
Qianjing Luoshui City.
In the old place, the fat businessman was leaning against the wall, his sly eyes glancing at both sides of the road from time to time.
Even at night, the wide streets are brightly lit and crowded with people.
Finally, as the fat businessman glanced around, he saw the person he was waiting for, and fixed his gaze on the person, his eyes even more greedy and cunning.
"Let's go."
Lang Zimiu approached him and took off his bucket hat.
"Okay, come with me."
The fat businessman grinned and led Lang Zimiu in one direction.
"Little brother, do you want me to give you a small lesson?"
On the way, the fat businessman looked back at Lang Zimiu and smiled obscenely.
It looked like Lang Zimiu slapped him in the face, smashing his pig face.
"you say."
Lang Zimiu said softly.
The fat businessman eased his nose half a step, leaned next to Lang Zimiu, and spoke with interest.
"I'm telling you, little brother, you will definitely not lose money in this transaction."
"Do you know? This gentleman is extremely beautiful. He is definitely not what you imagined. You don't need to worry about this."
The fat businessman whispered to Lang Zimiu, with a lewd aura in his eyes.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Lang Zimiu's expression changed slightly. He had indeed been worried about this, worried that this big shot would...
She's extremely beautiful, isn't she?
That couldn't be better.
Thinking in his mind, Lang Zimiu's eyes showed a hint of evil color, but he immediately put it away.
He wanted to see what tricks this big shot could pull off.
He is not ignorant about this aspect, he still has some knowledge in his previous life.
I just don’t know how the world works.
"Yes, I definitely don't have to worry about that."
The fat businessman continued with a playful smile.
"You must be curious about how women like them who spend money to buy men actually do it, right?"
"Tell me."
Lang Zimiu pretended to have a curious and uneasy look on his face, turned to look at the fat businessman, and said curiously.
Then the fat businessman started talking nonstop, telling Lang Zimiu everything he knew.
Along the way, Lang Zimiu's expressions changed endlessly, some were acting for reasons, and some were showing his true feelings.
After hearing what the fat businessman said, he could only use two words to describe it.
Losing a thief.
But it didn't go too far beyond his expectations, and it wasn't much different from what he knew in his previous life. It was just a different frame world, some methods and props...
During the second half of the journey, the two said nothing more.
Lang Zimiu was thinking about the possibility of his car overturning.
Although he is very confident, this is also a matter of personal concern...whether he will be teased or not, so he cannot be careless.
This lord's strength is at least above the fifth level of the Spirit King Realm, and his own cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Venerable Realm. In a head-on confrontation, he is obviously no match.
So you have to use some means.
Don’t you have medicine for yourself?
With Spirit Medicine in hand, why worry about being poked?
After making all psychological preparations, Lang Zimiu put aside his worries.
After a while, the fat businessman led him into a winding interconnection. Like the assassination pavilion south of Huaiyuan, it had a secret door passage.
The fat businessman took Lang Zimiu to the last alley.
Lang Zimiu looked up and saw a man in black clothes and a mask in front of him, leaning against the wall with his hands folded across his chest.
Seeing them coming, he raised his eyes and looked at them.
"My lord, this is what I call a good product. That lord will definitely like it."
The fat businessman immediately licked his face, put his hand in front of the man in black with a flattering look on his face, and said flatteringly.
The man in black did not look at him, but fixed his gaze on Lang Zimiu through the mask.
The moment he saw Lang Zimiu's handsome face, he was stunned. After a moment of being stunned, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
He didn't have high hopes, but he didn't expect that this fat businessman would really bring him such a good product?
If I dedicate this good product to the adults, wouldn't it be okay for me to get a promotion and a salary increase?
He was so happy that the corners of his mouth could not help but grin under the mask.
"very good."
He said slightly excitedly, took out a storage card and handed it to the fat businessman.
The fat businessman took out the storage card with both hands and began to check how many Supreme Grade spiritual stones there were with a greedy look on his face.
After checking it out, he immediately started to thank the man in black with a red face.
"Come with me."
The man in black ignored him and spoke to Lang Zimiu in a kind tone.
"good."
Lang Zimiu responded with a deliberately nervous look on his face.
"Little brother, come on, I'm optimistic about you."
The fat businessman said to Lang Zimiu with a lewd expression before he left.
Immediately afterwards, the man in black took out his Assassination Pavilion silver medal, opened the secret door, and walked underground with Lang Zimiu.
Along the way, neither of them said anything, only the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor.
Not long after, Lang Zimiu was taken to the assassination chamber hidden underneath.
Walking through the corridor, you will see an underground space hall made of gray stone bricks.
The man in black did not stop and continued walking inside with Lang Zimiu.
Along the way, the Assassination Pavilion personnel passing by all slightly saluted the man in black.
Finally, the man in black led Lang Zimiu to a separate place. This corridor was made of dark stone bricks. Blue lights were hung on the walls. The flames swayed slightly, lighting up the whole place. The corridor was illuminated very strangely.
After walking for a while, we finally crossed the corridor.
What catches the eye is a gate with several dark butterflies carved on it.
"Wait here."
The man in black said softly, then took out his silver medal and started to contact the big shots inside.
But time passed by about a pot of tea, and the man in black still had no contact. Lang Zimiu looked at him quietly without saying anything.
At the same time, in the main hall behind the door.
There was a mess and screams, accompanied by a dark laughter like a queen.
The sound came from the inner hall of the main hall.
"Snapped!"
In the dark inner hall, the sound of loud whipping could be heard, accompanied by the men's heart-rending roars of pain.
"Hehehehahaha~"
"Scream louder, mom."
"Snapped!"
The sound of whipping continued.
In this way, about half an hour passed.
The sounds in the inner sanctum had disappeared.
A tall woman wearing tight black clothes and black high heels with blood on them came out of the inner hall.
After the madness, she regained her cold and arrogant expression.
This person is not the boss of the Assassination Pavilion's Logistics Department, who else could it be?