Spellcasting Heavens

Ever since the disguise of The Sweet Lady of Heaven was exposed, the two of them have never said a word to each other.

Such a strange situation made everyone, including Lao Banku, feel strongly uneasy and eager to find out what went wrong between the two. Will there be a split or a fight on the ship?

If it really happens, which side should you be on?

Fortunately, their worries were all unnecessary until they arrived at the Port of Manchas safely, and the expected internal fighting did not happen.

Zhang Cheng didn't even go to collect the loot that should be his. He quietly left the Sea Serpent alone and disappeared deep into the chaotic city alleys.

Little did he know that not long after he left, Joanna would visit the most powerful slave owner in the city, known as Smiling Willy.

Of course, this nickname is more of a bitter irony than a description.

Because this man who had just celebrated his fiftieth birthday would always have an enigmatic smile on his face no matter what he did, even if he killed his parents with his own hands.

No one knew what was going on in his mind, and no one knew whether he was angry, happy, annoyed, or something else.

Ah! Good afternoon, beautiful Miss Joanna Lester, you are like a blooming rose. Every time you appear, you make me feel a beating heart. Willy took the girl's hand and gently He kissed the back of his hand lightly.

Hello, Sir Willy. I hope my presumptuous visit has not caused you any trouble. Joanna bowed slightly politely.

Haha, no, how can there be trouble? On the contrary, your arrival makes me feel like I am bathing in the warm spring breeze and can't extricate myself. Willy complimented with a smile.

There is no doubt that they have known each other for a long time and are quite familiar with each other.

But it's no wonder, after all, one of them is the daughter of the overlord family of the Pearl Island Chain, and the other is the largest slave owner in Port Manchas, and their trade connections are quite close.

After the female slave in gauze poured the blood-red wine into the glass, Willy picked it up and took a sip, pretending to be casual and asked: You came today, are you just here to visit me? Is this old guy?

No, of course not, I want to ask you for a favor. Joanna stared at the slightly sloshing liquid in the glass.

He explained his purpose without thinking.

Oh? What are you doing? Let me tell you in advance, if it's beyond my capabilities, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you. Willy touched the short beard on his chin and probed.

It's very simple! I hope you can help me deal with someone! A man with powerful powers. I want to capture him and then personally train him into a slave who is willing to die for me.

When saying these words, Joanna made no secret of the hatred and hatred in her heart.

You must know that women have never been rational creatures, especially women who have been pampered since childhood. Small conflicts that are very ordinary in the eyes of ordinary people are a great shame and humiliation for them, and they must take revenge severely.

It was obviously the first time that Weili saw the other party being so rude, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise: Can you tell me how this poor guy offended you?

There is no way not to be curious!

After all, Joanna has been carefully maintaining her image. Except for a few secret collaborators, not even her parents and siblings know that this lovable girl is actually a scheming underworld. black.

I don't want to say too much! You just need to capture him and bring him to me. I believe that for you who control one-third of the city's wealth, adding some drugs to his meals and drinks will It shouldn’t be difficult, right? In return, I can give you what you have always wanted as a gift...

With that said, Joanna stood up, slowly untied her belt in front of the other party, took off all her clothes, and showed off the girl's unique grace.

Obviously, this was a deal, and she gave her body as a bargaining chip in exchange.

I have to say that she is indeed very good at taking advantage of women's unique advantages.

Although Willy tried to pretend not to care, the fleeting greedy look betrayed him.

As an ambitious man who climbed up from the bottom of society, he longed for something more than those nobles who were born with golden keys in their mouths, including daughters of noble families like Joanna.

Especially since the other party was a girl who had never had sex with other men, it gave him an indescribable desire to conquer and satisfy her.

After hesitating for a moment, Willy finally made up his mind and transformed into a beast and pounced on him.

He had no idea what a terrible decision he had made!

I also didn’t know that this decision would bring disastrous consequences to myself!

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On the other side, Zhang Cheng, who had entered the city, was sitting in the stands of the Colosseum, reading the memories of the surrounding audience, trying to find clues related to the monastery, and watching the scenes below of slave gladiators fighting with giant beasts from another world. picture.

Although the fighting skills of both sides are not very good, the battle that is full of primitive, brutal, bloody and cruel has a unique flavor.

Because both sides have no distracting thoughts, they are just fighting for survival and to survive.

In less than ten minutes, more than four gladiators and three huge monsters had been killed, and dazzling blood and internal organs were scattered everywhere.

The audience was also in this tense and exciting environment, waving their arms and cheering loudly, cheering or cursing.

The former naturally wins money by picking the right winner, while the latter without exception loses a lot of money.

Human nature's admiration for adventure and violence is vividly reflected here, and even a handful of highly excited men and women staged an action blockbuster in the auditorium.

Interesting! It seems that no matter what era it is, people's desires will never disappear. On the contrary, the more primitive desires are, the more they can stimulate the animal nature in their subconscious...

Just when Zhang Cheng was mumbling to himself in a voice that only he could hear, a boy who looked about fourteen years old and covered in filth suddenly appeared in front of him and begged in a timid voice: Mr. , kind sir, can you give me some money? I haven’t eaten for three days.”

Sorry, kid, I'm afraid I can't help you. Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a coldness like the cold winter in December, and he refused bluntly.