Chapter 592: I Believe in Human Nature

The car has been out for a long time, but Abby still has lingering fears.

Eslagon-Ming has a long history. It was still a barren land in Europe. Before many so-called noble surnames were born, the Eslagon-Ming family had already appeared in the Caucasus.

The history of their family history is recorded in an ancient parchment, and in the history of their family has always been accompanied by a name, a demon king.

Different from the devil Satan described in the Bible and other religious books, their devil is a person called "min".

In the bedtime story, this demon king named Ming will capture disobedient children, throw them into the sun, roast them and eat them.

Thousands of years have passed, and when the whole family thought it was just a wild and uninhibited legend, there was an ancestor who completed the so-called "trial" recorded in the book and possessed superhuman strength.

At that moment, reality and illusion intertwined, and reality suddenly became absurd.

If such miraculous power really exists, then the "Nanming Great Demon King" must also really exist.

The task of their Eslagon Ming is to kill the Great Demon King of Nanming!

The great demon king who will bring mankind to perish and destroy the universe in the distant future!

For more than a century, the whole family has been distorted by this heavy responsibility, and the Great Demon King of Nanming is Abby's nightmare.

Today is the first time Abby saw the legendary Nanming Great Demon King with his own eyes.

Turned out to be a kind, handsome and sunny boy?

This is the legendary Nanming Great Demon King? The big devil who wants to destroy the universe and kill him at all costs?

Illusion! This must be an illusion of the devil!

Abi recited silently several times: "Nan Ming is the Great Demon King, Nan Ming is the Great Demon King, and automatically replaced Nan Ming's face with a hideous and distorted image of a devil."

"Scared me to death..." The people in the car had lingering fears. It was the Great Demon King of Nanming who showed his face in front of them like this. Mr. Muller, who was sitting in the co-pilot, regretted, "It's all about me. No mistake, I should have shot just now..."

"Even if you shoot him, it's impossible for you to hurt him." Abi shook his head, "If he can be killed so easily, he won't be the Great Demon King of Nanming."

"And it doesn't matter." Abi smiled, "Although I didn't have time to say the most important order, but believe me, Yang Ji will not let me down."

She asked Yang Ji to do what she wanted, as she said, Yang Ji is a very ambitious person, he will not be willing to be inferior to others, one day, and this day will not be too long, Yang Ji He will definitely betray Nan Ming, and even kill him with his own hands.

Abion raised his head: "I know people like Yang Ji, no one in this world can subdue him, I'm afraid not even me."

Can the Great Demon King of Nanming do it?

If he could really subdue everyone, there would be no family entrusted to get rid of him.

And the poisonous dagger from the side is the most difficult to guard against.

"Yes, I understand human nature."

Abbie firmly believed in this.

...

"The auction is over, congratulations to Mr. Yang Ji for winning the auction of the Silence!" In the auction hall, the atmosphere was a bit lazy, and all the bidders just raised their signs symbolically before giving them up.

It was only five minutes before and after.

Nan Ming stared: "Is this the end?"

Isn't there complicated intrigue, all kinds of digging and plotting, and all kinds of joint resistance against the enemy?

The TV shows are all lies.

Yang Ji is speechless, do you still want to see a fight?

"Fortunately, the Silence is finally cleared!" Nan Ming sighed, it was not easy.

"Fortunately, the mission is fulfilled." Yang Ji stood up and handed over the blind stick with both hands.

Yang Ji really didn't know how much perseverance he used to make this move.

This is a blind stick with fear authority. It is like the legendary dragon-slaying knife. If you get it, you can compete in the Central Plains and rule the world.

If Nan Ming hadn't saved him just now, he would never have done this.

Nan Ming took the blind stick and played with it.

At that moment, the colonel and the others standing beside Nan Ming were filled with tears. The boss finally regained control of the stick of fear, and they were finally about to be freed from the clutches of the great demon Yang Ji.

Then he saw Nan Ming handing back the blind stick again: "Thank you, you have done a great job, indeed no one is more suitable than you to control the authority of fear, keep up the good work."

Yang Ji was stunned.

For a while, no one dared to answer.

Nan Ming actually handed him the blind stick again?

"Mr. Nan, in fact, I used the authority of fear to do some... not very good things."

"I know."

Yang Ji stared wide-eyed.

Nan Ming knows?

Nan Ming knew that he feared a lot of people who didn't want to do it, and killed them directly?

Nan Ming knew that he really wanted to take the Rod of Fear as his own?

"I know you are very strict with the crew, Cheng Ning told me, but I believe you must have your own considerations in doing this." Nan Ming said.

"I believe the colonel and the others will understand your strictness." Nan Ming looked at the colonel and smiled, "Is that right?"

"Yes, boss..." the colonel said against his will, looking at the blind stick in Yang Ji's hand, and then at Yang Ji's eyes that implied murderous intent.

OH! NO! Ruined!

A huge voice roared in his heart: "Boss, don't believe him, Yang Ji is a devil, boss, please save us..."

"Mr. Nan..." Yang Ji bowed his head, "I actually did more bad things..."

God knows, he didn't want to repent. At this moment, Yang Ji even felt that he didn't understand himself. In his body, there was another personality that didn't belong to him.

But it was really him.

"The power of authority is very tempting, isn't it?" Nan Ming smiled, "It's okay, I also did a lot of bad things in the Philippines. It's really easy for people to indulge in an environment that lacks constraints."

If it was in China, if Nan Ming dared to use this method to whitewash the Silence, Chen Wei would have slapped him long ago, knocking Nan Ming into a daze.

"But you have to learn to control authority instead of letting authority control you. No matter how powerful authority is, it is only a tool to serve human beings, not the master of human beings. Don't let authority dictate your destiny." Nan Ming said to Yang Ji.

Holding a blind stick in his hand, Yang Ji savored it silently for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "Yes! I will work hard, Mr. Nan!"

...

"Miss, please get out of the car." At a farm on the outskirts of Manila, a bodyguard got out of the car and ran to open the door for Abby.

The moment Abi stepped out of the car, the bodyguard reached out to touch his waist, grabbed a gleaming dagger in his hand, and stabbed Abi in the chest.

"Boom!" There was a deafening gunshot, and Mr. Muller silently looked at the bodyguard lying in a pool of blood, and sighed: "Cooper went where he should go."

A group of people bowed their heads and prayed silently, the rabbit died and the fox mourned. (To be continued.)