The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 65 Waiting
"Maybe I don't know much about magic," Li Ang squatted down, stretched out his index finger to pick up the dust on the ground, and blew it into the wind, "But as long as you destroy the magic circle in a very short time before it is formed, you should be able to Did you stop it?"

It's easy to say, the emergency magic circle that Constantine had already set up took less than half a second to activate. Li Ang stirred up the sea of ​​energy at this moment, and poured all the remaining spiritual energy into it with the force of a spring. In the array.

Constantine smiled miserably, didn't say anything, just gasped for breath with difficulty, took out the gemstone containing Rebecca's soul from his pocket, put it in his hand, and handed it to Li Ang.

"I knew it was so, why did I do it in the first place?" Li Ang took the gemstone with a smile, looked at the miserable state of the other party, and said indifferently: "It looks like you are going to die."

Constantine turned his hands in silence and took out another new magic weapon gem, and said to Li Ang bitterly: "I will also put my soul in it, and you won."

"Although I have always respected and recognized extraordinary people with special skills, I hope you will not be too narrow-minded this time," Li Ang said, "Maybe after you share all the mystic knowledge you know, I It might even give you freedom."

For this kind of words, Constantine would not even believe a single punctuation mark, and lay down as if giving up on himself, and put the soul stone on his forehead. After a while, his pupils lost their spirit, and Jacqueline just now Same.

Li Ang put the soul stone in his hand, opened his spiritual consciousness and checked it carefully, and he was still not at ease. It was absolutely hopeless.

He looked at the gloomy skyline, turned his head and said to the already frightened Harris family, "If the Gotham police come to ask, do you know what to say?"

William Harris said rather blankly: "Huh?"

Li Ang pointed to the puddles accumulated on the ground, the cracks on the walls, and the unconscious bodyguard in the swimming pool in the backyard, "Don't talk about gods and ghosts, don't talk about mystic scholars, magic battles, in short, don't reveal anything to me. The others, do you understand?"

"Understood, I understand." William hurriedly came back to his senses, nodded frantically like smashing garlic, wishing to send the plague god away as soon as possible.

Li Ang picked up the corpses of Constantine and the black old lady, evaded the surveillance cameras and threw up at a fast speed. He tied the corpses to bricks and dumped them in the port of Gotham before returning to the rented motel.

This trip was really rewarding. I not only saw the western mystic magic circle, but also captured the souls of two mages.

If he did not make a mistake in his deduction, the soul stone that Constantine took out does not have a long service life, and he cannot roughly use the method in the "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Method" to swallow Rebecca and Constantine like a chicken and an egg. Eat it and absorb the spiritual energy.

If it is converted into a ghost, it will lose its original wisdom. Li Ang also plans to wait until the foundation is completed and he can perform various mystical and fairy arts, and then slowly torture him to pry out the mysteries of the magic world, and then add his soul To imprison and make it serve itself.

After all, these two magicians are by no means kind. One is old and refined, and taking away his body is like eating and drinking, and the other is insidious and cunning. Both are vicious creatures who eat people without spit out their bones. Li Ang has no psychological pressure to use them.

I have to sigh that his newly appointed personal financial planner, Robert, is not ashamed of the high weekly salary he paid to Li Ang. The next afternoon, he found two car wash shops and a dry cleaner in the next city.

In the next few days, with the assistance of lawyer Jimmy, Li Ang completed the relevant procedures and became the owner of these shops, and the money laundering process was personally supervised by Robert.

As the impact of the hurricane gradually dissipated, the news that occurred during the natural disaster also surfaced, and the citizens of Gotham enjoyed talking about it.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the sudden disappearance of the Sapa family. This huge gangster family that has been in Gotham for countless years was killed and injured overnight.

And the younger boys below fell and scattered, either being recruited by other gangsters, or caught by the long-awaited Gotham police, locked up in a cell to enjoy the disaster of prison.

This is just superficial news. The most important thing is the industries owned by the Sapa family that are waiting to be sold, such as steel mills, wineries, shipyards, hotels, and the shares of film and television companies and real estate companies.

Compared with these huge wealth, the banknotes and gold that Li Ang robbed can only be said to be insignificant.

Most of the property of the Sapa family is divided up by the major forces in Gotham, and the remaining scum will be thrown into the hands of the middle and lower classes. Everyone believes that if a Sapa family falls, there will definitely be others to fill it. The power is empty.

Of course, other illegal forces are having a hard time recently. A prosperous family of gangsters was almost wiped out. This kind of vicious incident is provoking the entire dark area of ​​Gotham, and the panic-stricken gangsters have to fight against each other.

Penguin, who was close to a semi-retired state, came out again to assume the position of the leader of the gang, and let out a rumor that he would find out the villain who committed this shocking crime at all costs.

Yes, according to unreliable urban legend, Mr. Penguin really used the term "damn villain" at the gang party, and no matter what others think, the other participants agree with it anyway.

The Penguin didn't want to disperse the Gotham gangsters who had managed to get together again. In order to consolidate his position as the leader, he even used his political connections directly in Washington to reduce the federal agents who investigated the Sapa family's extermination. The investigative effort was reduced.

"These are Gotham's domestic affairs, and there is no need for the FBI, CIA, or SHIELD to intervene."

No matter how professional the criminal investigation skills, beautiful resumes, and rich investigation experience of each of those S.H.I.E.L.D. Private detectives robbed them of their jobs.

After all, the United States is still a country of capital supremacy, and Mr. Penguin has fully proved this point.

Li Ang didn't take the cruel words from the Gotham gangsters to heart. They were just a bunch of social scum who bullied the weak and feared the tough. If he had the will, he could carry out a secret assassination operation and kill all the gang leaders within a day and night.

If it is delayed for a while, until he successfully builds the foundation, cracks the stele and cracks the stone, and tears the tiger and leopard easily. Raising his hands and feet, there are giant beasts rushing, and even medium and small-caliber bullets can be blocked by the body shield.

The most important thing is that after the foundation is established, he can refine the mysterious magic weapon that can really come in handy, and he doesn't have to keep using the knives, hatchets, and pistols he bought online from Amazon.

(End of this chapter)