Chen Zhao pointed at Lingam, lightning flashing on his fingertips.
Lingam trembled like a sieve.
"Wait …" Lingam finally yelled, "I'll trade something for my life …"
"What?"
"The Devil's Grimoire," Lingam exclaimed. "The Devil's Grimoire passed down through my family."
"What?"
"President, the Demon Bible is a magic book that borrows demonic power, but it doesn't record it. Instead, it records all kinds of methods to borrow demonic power," Alyss said. "In the Dark Age, many royals and nobles were related to demons. Some of the families that have survived to this day have the Demon Bible."
"Oh, are there many Demon Bible?"
"Not many, but it's not unique," Alyss answered.
"Where's it? Take it out. "
"It's not with me. It's in my family." Lingam looked at Chen Zhao in fear. "I can give it to you."
"No need. Ask your family to bring it. Don't tell me you can't take it out without it," Chen Zhao said. "There's nothing that can't be explained with a phone call. If there is, then two calls."
Lingam lowered his head, his eyes flickering.
"Okay, I'll call."
"Give him his number," Chen Zhao said.
Lingam held the phone and dialed a number.
"Grandpa, it's me."
"What's up?" A stern voice came from the other end.
"Grandpa … I did something wrong and was detained by the Supernatural Organization. They want me to trade the Demon Bible for me."
"Okay, give me the address."
Lingam's grandfather didn't refuse or agree. Instead, he asked for the address.
However, Lingam could hear the anger in that calm tone.
His family wasn't powerful. After all, the ability to change one's appearance couldn't bring them actual power.
Lingam's father was the leader of the family, but his power was average.
Lingam's grandfather, Offit, was different.
Offit was the owner of the Demonic Grimoire and the only one in the family who could use the contents of the Demonic Grimoire.
Also, Offit controlled a terrifying organization.
Lingam had been afraid of his grandfather since he was young.
It wasn't just him. Although Offit wasn't the leader, he was better than him.
Even his father acted like a grandson in front of Offit.
"My … my grandpa wants the address." Lingam looked at Chen Zhao.
"Give me the phone." Chen Zhao took the phone. "Hello, sir. How are you?"
"Who are you in the Supernatural Organization?"
"Guild Leader." "The Lin family changed into my appearance and killed people on the street. I wanted to kill him, but he said that you have some Demon Bible. So, either you use the Demon Bible to exchange for his life, or I'll chop him up and feed him to the dogs." "That's right," Chen Zhao said.
"Address."
Chen Zhao could tell that the old man's tone was rather unfriendly, but he didn't care.
If this old man wanted to use force, he would let him reunite with his grandson.
…
After Offit hung up the phone, she nodded.
"Supernatural Organization?!" Offit had heard of the Supernatural Organization before.
But in the supernatural world, the Supernatural Organization had never had a strong presence.
Offit picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Rooney, gather everyone and come to me."
It didn't take long for Offit's subordinates to assemble.
"Boss Offit, is there another mission?"
"Boss Offit, we've been idle for half a year. Where are we going this time? I hope it's Egypt. Last time, we failed. This time, after half a year of preparation, we definitely won't fail. "
"I'm ready too. Plus, I've become much more powerful. We definitely won't fail."
Offit's subordinates yelled at the same time.
"Okay, quiet down," Offit interrupted them. "We still need some time to prepare for the Egypt mission. This time, it's something else. Nicole, you know the Supernatural Organization, right?"
Offit looked at a woman in a black dress. She was tall and wore rimless glasses, holding a book.
"The Supernatural Organization?" Nicole pushed up her glasses. "Yes, it's an international organization. Currently, there are 13 members in the world. They're China, America, Japan, England …"
"I want to know more about the Supernatural Organization of America."
"Boss, the organization is very weak. It was founded in 1990 and has been around for 29 years. It's supported by the Anti-Terrorism Department. They've changed their president many times, but because the members are too weak, the president left and abandoned the organization in the end."
"President, does our mission have anything to do with the organization?"
"They kidnapped my grandson," Offit said. "They want me to hand over the Demon Bible in exchange for my grandson."
"What? Are they crazy? "
"God, do they know what they're doing?"
"Offending Boss Offit? I don't understand what they're thinking."
"Boss Offit, let me go. I'll bring your grandson back in one piece."
"No, I'll bring my grandson back personally," Offit said coldly. Offit said coldly, "Perhaps it's because I rarely move around the country that the spiritual world in the country doesn't know about me. Perhaps I need to use this operation to prove my existence to the spiritual world in the country."
"Yo … Boss Offit is angry."
"So scary. Boss Offit rarely shows such an expression."
"Pray for the organization. I hope they won't collapse."
"Where are they now? I can't wait to see their expressions when they see us."
"L.A."
"Great, we can go to L.A. now."
Everyone was very relaxed. To them, this was just a vacation.
"Boss Offit, do you need a divination?" a woman holding a crystal ball asked.
"Let's do it."
Holding the crystal ball, the woman chanted.
Suddenly, the crystal ball cracked.
As if shocked by electricity, the woman hurriedly stopped.
"What happened?"
"Damn it, I just bought this from a magic shop. That shop sold me low-quality goods. I'm going to smash it."
"Forget it," Offit said. "No need for divination after we return from L.A. I'll buy one for you."
"Okay."
"Boss Offit, should we go now? I still have some unfinished medicine in my lab, "a blue-haired woman with a colorful face said.
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