Magic world

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Looking at the dark smoke and dust floating in the wind, Asagami Yasuzo's eyes immediately tightened.

As a member of the Asakami family, one of the four former demon exorcism families that has declined, even though he has not been in contact with the so-called mysterious world for many years, he still knows some knowledge and fully understands what the guy on the other side is.

"Are you a magician!?" Asagami Yasuzo said with a tight expression.

As for the magicians, Asagami Yasuzo only knew from the records that they were a group of selfish people who would do anything to achieve certain goals. They could be called aliens and monsters. As for seeing real people, this was the first time.

Ito Cheng smiled softly, neither admitting nor denying, leaving Asakami Yazou to guess everything.

Seeing this, Asagami Yasuzo took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"80% of the shares of the company under your name." Ito Cheng said quietly.

"Just this?" Yasukou Asagami asked in surprise.

In his opinion, what the magician wants is all kinds of weird things, or he wants to use his hands to do some horrible things. He really didn't expect that the other party would actually propose this kind of thing to the magician. A requirement that should be absolutely useless.

"That's it for now." Ito Cheng said with a smile.

"Temporarily..." Yasukou Asagami's heart sank and he murmured to himself.

"Why choose me." After a moment. Yasukou Asagami felt angry and asked again.

"Because your surname is Asagami." Ito Cheng replied quietly.

"..." A thoughtful look appeared on Asakami Yasuzo's face. Obviously, he thought of something through Ito Cheng's answer.

"I understand, I accept this cooperation." After a moment, Asagami Yasuzo stretched out his hand to hold down the information on his desk, and looked at Ito Shige who was sitting on the sofa and said in a deep voice.

"A wise choice." Ito Cheng smiled.

Asagami Yasuzo didn't speak, picked up the phone on his desk and contacted the relevant personnel.

Then half an hour later, Ito Cheng, who had one more share agreement in his hand, left Asakami Club happily.

"The next step is to earn fame in this world." Ito said secretly as he walked to one side along the relatively sparsely populated road.

…

A few days later, Ito Cheng appeared in London.

The sun is shining brightly in London in July, and the air is refreshing.

Ito Cheng followed a man. Gradually walked away from the crowd. Finally, we entered a remote alley.

"call out."

As soon as Ito Cheng turned into the alleyway, several magic bullets were quickly fired at him.

Ito Cheng stepped forward, leaned back and pulled away.

The missed magic bullet quickly rubbed the air in front of him and flew into the distance. Then Ito Cheng quickly dodged and rushed into the alleyway. Like a cheetah, he rushed towards the magician who was preparing a new magic trick like a dark shadow. He punched the other person in the cheek.

"boom!"

In the clear muffled sound. The magician's body tilted and hit the wall beside the alleyway hard.

Ito Cheng reached out and grabbed the other person's neck. Pushed it against the wall.

"Who are you?" The magician, whose face was filled with blood and half of his cheeks were swollen, asked in a difficult voice.

"Brother, how about helping me?" Ito Cheng looked at the magician in front of him with a smile and said warmly.

…

A few minutes later, the two of them walked out of the alleyway arm in arm... Of course, the only one holding arms here was Ito Shige. As for arming one another, judging from the ugly expression on the magician's face, he would never do it.

The two of them wandered around like this and came to a certain house in London, where they met a middle-aged British man with an unhappy expression.

"Lauren, you go down first," the middle-aged man said.

"Yes, Mr. Fabik." The magician quickly exited the house as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Yeah." The door was gently closed.

The middle-aged man named Fabik did not speak, but looked at Ito Cheng opposite with sharp eyes.

Ito Cheng also said nothing and looked at the room he was in with interest.

This is a study room, with an area of ​​about 40 to 50 square meters. In front of the walls on both sides, there is a two-meter-high bookshelf standing there. It is filled with various academic titles in a mess, which makes people look at it. It means a book that is a magic book of heresy.

In the middle of the room, there is a wooden desk with a lot of office supplies placed on it. As the owner, Fabik is sitting behind the desk.

Seeing Ito Cheng's behavior, Fabik immediately frowned, and a warm and angry look flashed in his eyes.

Fabik is also an official member of the Clock Tower. He is a magician with a small authority. He is always in a superior position when meeting people. He is held in high esteem by others and respected by others. Have you ever been treated so rudely?

Just when Fabik was about to drive this rude guy away, Ito Cheng finally withdrew his gaze and spoke.

"I heard from the guy just now that you are a member of the Clock Tower? And you have some power in it?"

Fabik looked gloomy and said nothing.

"Exactly, I have something I need you to do."

"Orientals, pay attention to the tone of your words." Fabik, who finally couldn't stand Ito Cheng's tone of voice as if he was ordering his subordinates, said with anger in his voice.

"It seems you haven't figured out your form." Ito Cheng sighed.

"Ha, that's ridiculous. Now, get out of here immediately. Otherwise, I won't mind killing you here." Fabik exuded an aura of magic, stared at Ito and sneered.

"Oh, you're very welcome." Ito Cheng shrugged.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Fabik said with a gloomy expression. At the same time, the magical aura around him became stronger.

"You can give it a try. Let's see who is unlucky in the end." Ito Cheng said nonchalantly.

"Hmph." Hearing this, Fabik couldn't bear it any longer. He immediately chanted a curse, created a fire snake and shot it at Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng didn't dodge, and directly reached out to grab the fire snake.

The next moment, there was a muffled "pop" sound, and the entire fire snake exploded in the room.

Although after entering this world, Ito Cheng used most of his powers to avoid trouble, leaving only powerful physical and mental powers and a small number of abilities that would not attract the attention of the inhibitory power and suit the conditions of this world. But it is definitely not something that an ordinary magician can resist head-on. Don't say anything else. Just the anti-magic attribute of the divine body is enough to completely defeat the magic attacks issued by most magicians in the Clock Tower, leaving them without any means of attack.

As for the remaining power that may exist in close combat, it is even more nonsense for Ito Cheng, who has already entered the realm of masters and has half a foot in the realm of magical skills.

Seeing that his magic attack was casually crushed. Fabik's expression finally changed.

"Do you still have any means? Just use it." Ito Cheng seemed to have done a trivial thing. He clapped his hands. Smiled.

Fabik, who did not believe in evil, had a condensed expression, and continued to use high-speed chanting combined with the spell reduction technique to chant a long spell, creating a powerful attack that hit Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng remained unmoved. He stretched his hands forward and pulled them to both sides as if tearing something apart. Immediately, the magic light beam that blasted towards Ito Cheng shook slightly, and was instantly torn in half from the center, turning into a chaotic torrent of magic power that raged throughout the room, destroying and destroying some of the furnishings in the room.

"You!" Fabik looked at Ito Cheng in shock.

"Is there more?" Ito Cheng looked at Fabik and said with a smile.

"Who are you!?" Fabik asked in a trembling voice.

"Ito Cheng, a free magician." Ito Cheng introduced himself with a smile.

"I don't believe it. You can't be one of those magicians from the countryside!" Fabik retorted loudly.

In the eyes of the Clock Tower personnel, any magician who is not a formal member of the Clock Tower is not orthodox. Even the wild magicians who are neither formal members nor strategic staff of the Clock Tower are placed in the same position as country people, the same as people from magic deserts like the Far East.

"Believe it or not." Ito Cheng curled his lips and said.

Regarding the arrogance in the bones of the magicians in the Clock Tower, Ito Cheng felt more than just pain in the balls.

"Okay, let's get down to business now." Ito Cheng said again.

"What!?" Fabik asked subconsciously.

"I want to enter the Clock Tower to study, but I don't have an invitation letter and I don't have the admission qualification. Go and get one for me." Ito Cheng said.

"Impossible. I am just a small support staff and have no authority to issue admission qualifications to people." Fabik refused without thinking.

"Then I don't care, I'll leave the matter to you. I will get the admission qualification in three days." Ito Cheng said nonchalantly.

"Of course, I won't let you do it in vain. Now, this is a labor fee for you. I think it will be enough to support you in doing some research." Then, Ito Cheng took out a check from his pocket and placed it on the table of his desk. .

Fabik's eyes subconsciously fell on the check, and he was immediately attracted by the running zeros on the check, with a greedy light in his eyes.

There are not many numbers on the check, only six digits, one 1 and five 0s respectively. It is one hundred thousand yuan, but it is a real pound! This can be said to be a huge sum of money in future generations, not to mention that the price level is completely incomparable with that after 2005. It is a huge amount of money, enough to support Fabik in conducting many magic experiments. .

Just when Fabik was very excited because of the money on the check, Ito Cheng suddenly stepped in front of Fabik, reached out and pinched his cheek, forced his mouth open, and then raised his head His hand threw a dark pill into Fabik's throat.

"Gulu"

Feeling uncomfortable in his throat, Fabik instinctively swallowed the food.

"Cough cough cough."

Then under the influence of the pill, Fabik, whose trachea was blocked, coughed violently.

"What did you give me to eat?" After a moment, Fabik, who stopped coughing, put his hand on his throat and looked at Ito Cheng with an ugly expression.

"A poison. It will take effect for the first time in an hour, and you will be able to feel its effects by then. It will definitely impress you." Ito Cheng said with a kind smile on his face.

It's just that although this smile is kind, in Fabik's eyes, it makes him feel colder and more frightening than the devil's smile.

"But don't worry, you won't die by then. It will work for a week, and then it will completely burn through your internal organs and send you to see Merlin." Ito Cheng continued.

"If you want its solution, just exchange for admission qualifications." Ito Cheng finally said.

"Okay, that's all. I'll come find you in three days."

After that, without waiting for Fabik to react, he turned around and left the room, disappearing behind the door that was closed again.

"**." Fabik cursed bitterly. But when I saw the check for one hundred thousand pounds still left on my desk, I finally felt better.

Then Fabik picked up the check on the table, adjusted his clothes, and then went out and left the house.

On the other side, Ito Cheng, who was not worried that Fabik would become a demon, was also very relaxed and wandered around London. It was not until three days later that he came to Fabik's home again.

At this moment, he received a fairly good reception from Fabik.

Location: In Fabik's study.

"This is the admission qualification you want." Fabik took out a piece of paper full of text from the desk drawer and handed it to Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng reached out and took the paper, lowered his head and started browsing.

Through the faint magical aura between the lines of the writing on the paper, Ito Cheng basically confirmed the authenticity of the admission qualification in his hand.

"Isn't this done?" Ito Cheng folded the admission qualification into his arms, looked at Fabik opposite and smiled.

"Hmph." Thinking of the price he paid for that qualification certificate, Fabik's face immediately turned ugly, and he let out a cold snort in his throat. Then he said unhappily, "The antidote is here."

Ito Cheng didn't waste any words, and threw out a waxy yellow pill.

Fabiko, who long ago didn't want to endure the feeling like thousands of ants biting his whole body, didn't hesitate, opened his mouth and threw the antidote into his mouth.

Of course, it was not that he didn't think of asking the magicians who were proficient in potions in the Clock Tower for help, but firstly, he didn't have enough status and didn't have the face, and secondly, he didn't want to be exposed in the end and lose himself. Now that I finally got the position, I had no choice but to endure it unwillingly. I used some price and bribed a certain person with a limited amount of resources without attracting the attention of other personnel in the logistics department, in exchange for this job that could save me. Admission to his life.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention it. It's not a complete antidote, it's just a reliever that can prolong the effects of the poison." Just when Fabik felt that he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering, Ito Cheng's hateful voice came again rang in his ears. (To be continued...)