Chapter 771 You Are in Power, I Am in Charge of Life and Death

In the conference room of Sir William's villa, a group of directors from the Department of Works are meeting.

In the corner, a group of comic little people were stuck on the sofa like stickers, listening quietly. The lights in the conference room were dim and no one noticed this strange scene.

A middle-aged director said: "The problem now is that they have touched our interests in the Demon City. Don't forget, how much benefits the Shasun family brings to us every year? Now everyone means that we must give up this. Something?”

One person responded: "When it comes to the Sassoon family, Edward Shasun took a cruise ship to sea after an assassination. These days, I have tried to contact him several times with the Marconi telegraph machine, but none of them have been contacted. , I suspect something might have happened to him."

Another person said, "I am so suspicious. Not only can we not contact the Shasun family, but also the people. This morning, Edward's father even contacted him to ask about his recent situation."

Speaking of this, Sir William, who had been silent, spoke:

"Don't pay attention to this matter. It's not surprising that Edward had an accident. Don't forget why those Japanese fleets were gone."

Sir William had a confidant in the Department of Works, named Bruce. Because he was both from the School of Magic and was an alumnus, he promoted him to the General Office, which is the direct manager of the Department of Works.

But just a few days ago, this confidant whom he promoted, hurriedly left without communicating with him. When he left, without his permission, he left a bunch of people who were not allowed to target the Tiantong Church. Order.

He felt bad at that time and immediately contacted Bruce. Bruce told him that he saw a God coming and destroyed the cruise ship of the Sassoon family, and told him not to go against the Tiantong Church. If possible, it would be best to leave immediately. In the dangerous area of ​​the Demon City, return to Britain.

But how could Sir William just leave like this?

Marx once said: If capital has 10% profit, it is guaranteed to be used everywhere; if it has 20% profit, it will become active; if it has 50% profit, someone will take risks; if it has 100% profit, someone will dare to trample on it. All human laws; if there is 300% profit, someone will dare to commit any crime or even risk being hung.

Sir William has gained more than 300% of the benefits in the Magic City? Let him leave like this? How is that possible?

He decided to wait and see again. This time, he saw the scene of the leader of the Bai Tiantong Church destroying the Japanese Independence Fleet.

Everyone else looked at it with a telescope, while he looked at it with a magic crystal ball.

He had to see more carefully than others, so he could understand the power and horror of the Tiantong Sect Master better.

This is also the reason why he called everyone to the meeting today.

"Sir William, do you say Sir Edward is dead?" said a member of the board of directors. "Does the people of the Shasun family know about this?"

William glanced at him: "You mean, the Shasun family is dead, do I need to report to them?! What do you think of me?"

"William, you are too sensitive. I don't mean that. I mean, I want to say, it's better to tell the Shasun family. In this way, it's called driving the wolf and swallowing the tiger, so that the Shasun family and the Japanese can join forces to deal with the Tiantong Church. , We are benefiting from the fisherman behind and enjoying the benefits! ”

The white man with a hooked nose and white hair that he was talking just now smiled.

He is Sir Rodri, from an Ansas family with pure bloodlines, and inherited the Ansas gene of the "scam stick". He likes to use the so-called offshore balance technique to provoke discord, stir up trouble, and stir up trouble. Just like now.

Sir William glanced at Sir Rodri, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Although he was both noble, in his eyes, the man in front of him could only be considered a muggle who was ignorant and unknown. He didn't know at all. What are you going to face?

The projection on the magic crystal ball of the daytime flashed in his mind, and under the overwhelming barrage, the scene of the Independent Fleet being wiped out.

This made him shivering, took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and asked:

"You think this is playing the tin soldier game? Do you really think that we are facing the kind of ordinary people who can be controlled at will?"

Sir Rodri crossed his legs, holding an ivory pipe in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Barbarians often have more powerful power than civilized people, but at the end of the matter, civilization often conquers barbarism. Why is this happening?"

"Because civilization knows how to forge strength into chains, when the barbarians are still showing off their muscles. Little do we know that we have already trapped their souls, tied their necks, tied their bodies, and could only be at our mercy. It's like we're dealing with their court."

When Sir Rodri's ignorant remarks were heard, Sir William was angrily laughing and said in an almost impolite tone:

"You are just an ordinary person with a narrow vision. When you see the scene during the day, you are like a frog in the well, looking up to see the moon."

"If you become a wizard or an alchemist one day, you will watch the scene during the day, it will be like a mayfly seeing the blue sky!"

"You don't understand his strength at all," he sighed. "I don't even mind kneeling down and kissing his shoe tips if he wants!"

These words were really a bit rude. Sir Rodri, who was full of white hair, looked as if he was shiver and could not speak, but he couldn't refute it because it was the case.

He also saw the scene during the day with his own eyes. He saw it from a distance with a telescope and knew the other party's power. However, some things cannot be empathized without falling on yourself. The pride from the old Western nobles made him subconsciously feel that things would develop as they expected.

In the world in the painting.

"That ghost man named Rodri is really ignorant and confident. He dares to speak loudly. I really want to go out and strangle him to death." Lu Ci sneered.

"That ghost guy is indeed a little confused, but that ghost guy named William is quite conscious of the times. He actually wants to kiss his senior brother's shoes. Speaking of which, the senior brother has been wearing those shoes for several years!" Tian Jinzhong heard William after hearing this. I couldn't help but smile when I said just now.

"My shoes are worn on my body, and I meditate and practice Qi every day. With Qi accumulation, I have been tough and like a magic weapon. Not to mention a few years, it will not break even for decades." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Senior brother is ignorant every day, but he doesn't like..." Zhang Huaiyi originally wanted to say that Zhang Zhiwei doesn't like washing his feet, but Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him. He took his words back to his mouth in disappointment. He was not as eye-catching as Lu Jin and Lu Ci. , be beaten at any time.

Lu Jin smiled and said, "That ghost man named William is the strongest here, and he has the deepest feelings about Senior Brother Zhang's strength, so he is not as ignorant as the other ghost man and is aware of current affairs. This is a good thing, I'm afraid that someone will be Stupid and stubborn."

Lu Ci said with a chilled look on his face: "Where does kiss the tip of his shoe come from? It sounds disgusting. Is he worthy of it? He is only worthy of smelling Senior Brother Zhang's fart!!"

"Come on, stop talking. It's better to kiss the tip of your shoe!" Zhang Huaiyi couldn't stand it anymore and said speechlessly: "Senior brother, what should I do next?"

Sir William's words silenced for a moment in the venue, and then someone asked:

"What should Sir William think we should do?"

Sir William said: "In this world, there are many things that make money. Although the things like Big Smoke come quickly, they are actually a double-edged sword. Once it flourishes, it will also have an impact on our other businesses."

"In the past, the Shasun family gave us enough, so we could turn a blind eye. Even in some things, it would be okay to cooperate with them. But we can't make a mistake in offending a powerful enemy for them."

He took out his ivory pipe, tapped the gilded ashtray, making a crisp sound, prompting:

"Everyone! Don't keep staring at money, look at it longer-term. To understand each other's status, we are the masters of this land. Whether it is Shasun or other forces, they are just asking for stuttering on our territory. Just a dog."

"Shasun, a wild dog, is we going to avenge it? Don't forget, it's just a wild dog. Even if it can bring us some benefits, it is essentially a one that can be killed and eaten at any time. The meaty wild dog."

"So, not only do we not have to help it avenge, we can even pick up the body of this wild dog, peel it and eat it with a full meal."

Sir William's words shocked everyone present, but when you think about it carefully, although this idea is a bit inhumane, it is not unreasonable. No matter what, they will not lose, at most they will make a lot of money.

...

The world in the painting.

"It's really shameless to these ghost guys who actually regard themselves as the owner of this land." Lu Jin sneered.

"The faces of these guys are really annoying. I really want to go out and beat them hard." Lu Ci said.

"Senior Brother Zhang, can we continue to listen?" Wang Ai asked.

"Something that is not nutritious," Zhang Zhiwei stood up. "I won't listen, showdown."

Wang Ai hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Zhang, I'll help you open the boundary door."

"Why do you have to be so troublesome?" Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hands and bent his fingers slightly, as if he had grabbed something invisible in the air, and then pulled it to both sides. He actually opened a gap in the world in the painting.

Without using the world gate, he actually tore open the world in the painting with his bare hands? Wang Ai was shocked.

He remembered that when his father passed on his own magic, he said that the world in the painting is secret and mortals are almost unbreakable, but there are many gaps in it.

If a master who is good at observing the method can quickly discover loopholes and crack them. But my father never said that anyone would tear it apart directly. This is not that you can’t tear apart or not, but that there is no reason!

The directors of the Industrial Bureau in the conference room suddenly felt an extreme horror pressing on their hearts.

It's not the kind of scary and horror that makes people scary, but the terror that is cold from the deepest part of my heart.

They looked at them uneasy, as if someone was looking at them condescendingly.

At this time, Sir William suddenly saw an extremely deep black crack slowly cracked from the air.

In the crack, black fog surged, and a tall and weird-looking man stood among them.

The reason why he used a weird appearance is that he doesn't look like a real person, but rather like a character in the painting.

The characters in the painting are naturally full of incongruity when they enter reality.

But as the characters in the painting walked out of the crack, the colors on his body retreated and quickly filled up, turning from the two-dimensional image into the three-dimensional real image, slowly stepping out of the crack. This scene is extremely exaggerated and bizarre.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was heavy and the needle could be heard. Sir William wanted to scream and shout God, but he did not dare, fearing that he would shock the heavens.

"Click!"

Zhang Zhiwei stepped out and landed in the middle of the conference room, looking at Sir William:

"I heard someone chanting me, are you?!"

Sir William was shocked and did not dare to make any mistakes. He quickly knelt down on one knee and shouted to pay homage to the leader of Tiantong.

Hearing this, the others also paid a visit like Sir William. No matter what their identity and power they were, they could not bring them even a sense of security at this moment.

But there were always a few young men in the crowd who were ignorant of life and death, and Sir Rodri was one of them.

The pride he was given to him by the aristocratic status of the Empire, which made him unable to bow down to such foreign barbarians.

"The Ministry of Works has already given up on your actions in the Demon City. What else do you want?!" He said in a trembling voice: "I advise you not to be more arrogant!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned his head to look at him. He was thinking just now that this group of people were so sensible about the current affairs, how could he kill the chicken to warn the monkey? Unexpectedly, there was no fear of death that he would come into contact with him.

Zhang Zhiwei was not interested in Rodri's questioning. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a magnificent golden light appeared out of thin air, shaking Sir Rodri's neck and lifting him into the air.

Rodry suddenly became in a mess and pulled his neck and shouted, "Fuck, what do you want to do? You have offended the Japanese. Do you still want to make enemies for yourself?"

Zhang Zhiwei didn't reply, but the force on his hand increased a little bit.

Rodri finally panicked: "Don't kill me, kill me, you don't have any benefit, you will only anger us and increase your targeting."

"We have no hatred of life and death. If you just let me go, I can support the development of your Tiantong Church. I can even transfer your Tiantong Church abroad to gain more believers..."

Rodri gushed.

Zhang Zhiwei said expressionlessly: "Do you think that with the little power and wealth of the Ministry of Industry, you can point fingers and bargain in front of me?"

"Those things are as unworthy as dirt to me. I don't need your approval or support. If I do anything, just kowtow."

After saying that, he exerted a little force on his hand, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, he cut Sir Rodri's neck off.

Everyone was stunned at first, followed by an irresistible malice, which instantly drowned everyone present, like a black tide, so pressing that they could not move.

They knelt on the ground with their knees and buried their heads.

At this moment, they all understood a truth. Although they had money, power, etc., the person in front of them had control over their life and death, and would really kill them.