Merchant of the Underworld

The contrast between his before and after was so great, and his posture at this time was so ugly, but no one laughed at him, and some even envied him! For example, those two Arabs.

They both knelt on the ground very devoutly, kowtowing in the Middle Eastern style, and saluted me continuously. It's a pity that the two of them don't speak Chinese and can't speak Lei Haotian's words, so they have to follow behind and imitate the words sentence by sentence: "Yeye, Wozile, Zhouwohui..."

Absurd, ridiculous.

But no one laughed!

The cross priest lowered his head and said nothing.

Imzayi finally raised his head, staring at me closely with two deep eyes. You want to see through, see through who I am, and I actually have such terrifying power!

The high bridge of his nose wearing a straw hat was crooked, his Adam's apple was connected, his whole body was trembling, and his heels clicked on the ground.

The old translator shrank closer to the corner, wishing he could squeeze himself into the wall.

On the contrary, Lin Zhenbang was feeling a little complacent at this time, with his face filled with the joy of being reborn after a disaster.

However, this old spy was not simple. He did not rush to flatter or show off his power like the common flatterers. Instead, he stood up unsteadily, walked to his broken arm and picked up the broken glasses. He took the ring off that arm again. Then he walked back without saying a word.

"Grandpa, I was so wrong! Please forgive me." Lei Haotian continued to kneel on the ground and begged: "I can do anything you ask me to do! If you quit the Lingbao Society, when..."

puff!

Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground motionless.

The corpse shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a mummy in the blink of an eye, just like the American soldier he had killed not long ago.

Plop!

There was another muffled sound, and the tall nose with a crooked hat fell to the ground, also turning into a mummy.

The old translator huddled in the corner and the Arabs kneeling on the ground were all like this!

Only then did I notice that Imzai clenched his left hand slightly.

This is a reference to ‘Your life is in the palm of my hand! ’ This sentence is the best and most appropriate explanation.

Before I knew what he was going to do, he suddenly rushed out and dug one hand into the belly of the cross priest.

But the one caught was a little dwarf!

With a crash, the tall black cloak and mask fell to the ground. Under the mask, there was a steel frame more than the other two priests.

The high priest who has the most say and seems to be the most majestic is actually the most unbearable little dwarf.

He didn't even have time to struggle in Imzai's hands before he turned into a skinny and small dried meat.

Snap!

The dwarf was thrown to the ground, and Im sat back down.

Killed five people in a row in an instant, and each of them was a top-notch expert. Within five seconds, each of them turned into a mummy!

Killing was simply more casual to him than breathing.

"Okay." He spread his hands towards me and finally spoke Chinese, but his tone was not very pure, with a strong Shaanxi accent. Black Eagle also has the same accent. It seems to be right!

"What's good?" I asked somewhat confused.

Imzai pointed at Lin Zhenbang and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to take him away? They are all dead now, so that's fine."

Then he said: "Of course, you can make any request to me, even if you kill the President of the United States, blow up the aircraft carrier fleet, or...just call 911 a few more times."

Originally, Im had killed everyone except Lin Zhenbang. The old spy was shocked and frightened, but at the same time, he was extremely grateful to me.

But after hearing what Im said, his hands immediately trembled in fright, and the glasses he was wiping fell down.

No matter how stupid he is, he understands that the person who can make such a request is definitely not an American! But I insisted on taking it away, and also mentioned Wu Bingxiong. With the sensitivity of his decades-old spy, I suddenly thought of the most terrifying possibility.

However, what is even more terrifying is Im, who actually saw through the truth!

"I'm not as perverted as you. Apart from killing, I also explode." I glanced at him contemptuously and said, "I just said I would kill everyone, including you!"

Im looked at me steadily and suddenly smiled: "You can't do it."

"You are using the Bafang Fudo Kamui Mingou magic circle. As long as I don't attack you, you can't fight back. Now I have eliminated any possibility of causing any changes. Now you are like a spring that stretches freely. The force that pushes you will not have any counter force. And your own strength is not my opponent, you can't do it."

He actually saw through all my trump cards without making a move!

What he said is right, if he doesn't attack me, I won't be able to borrow the mysterious power of the Nine Life Tower, and there is absolutely nothing I can do against him!

Shocking Slash, Ten Yin Guards, these invincible killers are not a huge threat to him.

In terms of seniority, he is my senior brother from a different sect and path, but in terms of strength, he is far higher than me.

"You really won't attack me?" I asked back.

"No!" Im replied firmly: "Even if you move your hands, I can carry it or avoid it."

"Then I know a lot of your secrets." I smiled and said, "I know where your golden weapons are buried..."

"I will give you as much as you need. If it's not enough, I can go to any place to grab it for you." Im said very relaxedly, as if those things were radishes planted in their vegetable garden.

"You have met Kissinger, and Gebasan..."

"If necessary, I will attend all their funerals within a week." Im still said it easily, as if there was no difference between a funeral and a banquet.

"I know where your Bible of the Dead is hidden."

Im picked it up with thick eyelids, and then said: "Take it if you like it. It is meaningless to me. What I need now is endless ingredients, not recipes."

"I know where your holy relics are." I was afraid that he wouldn't understand what the holy relics I was referring to, so I added, "It was a night with a crescent moon like a hook."

When Im heard this, he looked at me steadily for a long time and suddenly said: "If you are here for this thing, then I can give up. For me, it is just a bargaining chip, which can provide me with the next ten years." It’s just food. If you want to take it, I can plant it myself, it’s just a little harder at most.”

Now, I really don't know what to say.

I thought that using the Limeng technique to detect this information would force him to kill people and kill me, but I didn't expect that he would not be alarmed at all, and would respond in an orderly manner.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything, just take whatever you want, and he can satisfy you whatever you need. Faced with such a person, what else can you threaten him with? What else could you do to make him attack you?

"Is there anything else? If not, I have to leave." Im said and stood up, lifting the chair under his butt.

The four corners of the chair were firmly welded to the ground and poured with concrete. They weighed more than a thousand kilograms, but in his hands it was no different than pulling out a carrot.

A dark hole was revealed underneath, and a long staircase led straight down.

He walked down a few steps, then turned back and asked, "Do you want to come together? This place may be blown up soon. I have a special plane and passports from various countries. I can safely send you to any place in the world."