The Wizard of the World

The apartment where the incident occurred was quickly brought under control by the London police. After observing the incident for a while, Isaac walked directly towards the apartment. Wherever he went, the movements of nearby onlookers stopped, and even the world stopped. It was a lot quieter because of this.

Walking along the stairs in the apartment to the room where the incident occurred, several policemen were blocking the door to prevent others from breaking in. Isaac pushed their bodies away and walked in.

Most of the furniture in the room has melted, and judging from the manuscripts and books scattered on the floor, the owner of this room must have left in a hurry, and did not even put away everything.

Isaac wandered around the room several times, and finally found a strange business card among a pile of manuscripts. There was no contact number or name on it, only a simple string of English words.

Hellfire Club.

The back of the business card is blank, the front is this string of English, and there is nothing else.

Isaac has heard about this Hellfire Club before. It is an organization composed purely of upper-class people. The people in it are either wealthy people, high-level politicians or nobles of a certain country. It can be said that if they are not members of the society, The elite will never be able to join this club.

"Could it be that Sebastian is also a member of Hellfire?" Isaac thought in his mind. If that was the case, then things would be much easier to handle. At least he knew where to find the former Nazi scientist.

Putting the business card into his pocket, Isaac turned around and walked out of the apartment.

……

Isaac is not the only person who has a long life in the world. Some people rely on ability, some rely on transplants, some are born this way, and some rely on parasitism.Although everyone uses different methods, the end result is the same, and the only difference is who can live longer.

Sassuolo Estate.

"Coy, I'm going to be staying with you for a while."

"Who are these children?"

"Our kind."

Sebastian took the red wine from a mustachioed businessman and said, "How are you managing my property for me?"

"It's okay. I've helped you earn millions more in the past two years."

"Well done, you must drink to our friendship." Sebastian reached out to clink Coy's wine glass, then brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

"Actually, you shouldn't come back this time. The Black King has been wary of you candidates who want to sit on the Black Throne. Last time you suddenly went to Germany, he was happy for a long time." Coy said with some worry.

"No one can sit on the throne forever. If he is confident in his ability, he will not be afraid of candidates." Sebastian smiled confidently: "If I become the Black King, I will let you be the Black King. , Coy.”

"Did you get anything from the Nazis this time? Or did you get some mutants that would help you fight for the throne?" Coy frowned. Sebastian was not so confident before.

"An interesting guy. I told him that I would make him the Black Bishop, and he was willing to recommend a mutant with psychic abilities to join my team."

"he?"

"Harry Leland, you probably don't know him." Sebastian turned around and walked to the second floor after leaving these words.

The Hellfire Club's internal hierarchy is very interesting, taking the form of chess.

The chess piece names are divided into two series, black and white. Each series has six positions: king, queen, bishop, knight, castle and guard.The king has the greatest power and status in the Hellfire Club.

As a special organization with global elites, being able to become a king is undoubtedly a very honorable thing, and this position also includes countless connections and resources.

Isaac walked all the way to the door of a grocery store in the East District based on the impressions still left in his memory. This was a very dilapidated store. The door had long been rusted and the windows were full of dirt.

If someone was unaware, they would definitely give up the intention of entering to buy goods because they disliked the appearance of this grocery store. Isaac pushed the door directly and walked in. The bell on the door frame rang, which immediately aroused the attention of people standing at the counter. Attention shop assistants in the back.

"Hey man, we're closed today."

The clerk was a strong black man. He was assembling a pistol on the counter. When he saw Isaac walking in from the door, the man shouted impatiently.

"Information should not be within the business scope of your shabby store." Isaac walked to the counter and placed the Hellfire Club business card on it.

"I don't quite understand what you said."

"When did the Rising Tide Organization refuse to engage in intelligence business?" Isaac took out a gold bar from his pocket and slapped it on the counter. "I am a free man. I came to you just to know the details about the Hellfire Club. , now tell me what your name is?"

"Hagrid." The black man couldn't help but choked as he watched Isaac put the gold bars into his hands.

"Very well Hagrid, this gold belongs to you. I will pay for the information separately. Now you know what to do." Isaac said calmly.

"Come with me. When you go in, you'd better pray that you're just here to buy information. What our people hate the most is notes." Hagrid walked out of the counter and pushed aside a row of nearby shelves, creating a tunnel leading underground. It suddenly appeared in Isaiah's eyes.

The Rising Tide Organization is a very famous intelligence organization in the world. No one knows where its headquarters is, and no one knows how many members there are. What makes it famous around the world is that you can buy anything you want to know here. information, the premise is that you are willing to spend a lot of money.

Isaac walked all the way down the tunnel. After about 20 meters in depth, an iron wall suddenly appeared in front of him. This should be the end of the tunnel, and there was no way forward.

In the center of the iron wall, one meter above the ground, there is a window the size of an adult's head. Five iron bars are welded outside the window to prevent outsiders from putting their hands in.

"What do you want to know?" Upon hearing Isaac's footsteps, an extremely old voice came from the window.

"Sebastian Xiao." Isaac said.

"Gone?"

"There is also an undersea man who claims to be the King of Atlantis."

The window suddenly became quiet, and not long after, the voice rang again: "If you are used to paying with gold bars, then take out ten."

Without hesitation, Isaac took ten gold bars from his pocket and stuffed them into the bars.In exchange, the other party threw out a piece of paper filled with words using a code machine from the window.

"If there are no other problems, you can leave now. We welcome you again when the tide rises."

"There will be a chance." Isaac nodded, took the piece of paper and returned to the ground along the original path. Beside the tunnel, the black man Hagrid was already waiting for him.