"Chen … No, Mr. Chen, it's me, Morocco Piccolo. Do you remember me? It's me. "
Chen Zhao turned his head to look at Morocco Piccolo. "I remember, how could I not remember? I remember people who owe me money very clearly. I paid your bail before, and I said that it's not money for you. It's a loan. You have to pay me back, but it's been so long and you haven't paid me back. You even went to jail during your bail period, so the bail was confiscated." Morocco Piccolo's eyes were wide open.
Morocco Piccolo's face was full of awkwardness.
"Chen, leave it to me." Morgery walked up to Morocco Piccolo. "Do you want to feed the sharks or the crocodiles?"
Morgery wasn't someone who only knew how to fight and kill.
He'd experienced the ups and downs of life, so his life experience had given him the wisdom to deal with all kinds of things.
Chen Zhao clearly didn't plan to really kill Morocco Piccolo.
However, threats were clearly very effective against people like Morocco Piccolo.
Criminals like Morocco Piccolo were very dangerous.
On the one hand, they were constantly on the edge of courting death, constantly testing the waters.
On the other hand, they were also filled with fear of death.
Chen Zhao didn't have to reason with them or talk about morality.
He just had to ask them if they wanted to live or die.
This was more effective than other methods.
"Boss Morgery …" Morocco Piccolo said fearfully. "I just owe you a little money."
"It's not just a little," Chen Zhao said. "Fifty thousand dollars isn't a small amount for anyone."
"I … I'll think of a way … I'll definitely pay you back …"
"Then how do you plan to pay me back? Is it just a verbal promise? "Chen Zhao asked, unconcerned.
"No, no … I have a way. I can definitely pay you back."
A smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face. "How many people have you made this promise to?"
"I … Err …"
"How about this? My request isn't that high. Help me and I'll forget about the money."
Morocco Piccolo's heart jumped. "I understand. Mr. Chen, who do you want me to kill? Or help you transport goods? "
Chen Zhao's face darkened. "I don't need you to do that."
"Mr. Chen, don't worry. I understand. Even if I get caught, I won't betray you," Moroco Piccolo said, acting smart.
"I said it's not about that," Chen Zhao said with a dark expression.
Morgery put his arm on Morocco Bick's shoulder. "Let him finish. Don't try to act smart."
"Yes, yes …" Moroco Bick wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
The pressure Morgery gave him was too great.
This was a super villain who killed without batting an eye.
Sure enough, even if he had taught Moroco Bick a lesson in prison, he would still be able to defeat him.
It was not as intimidating as Morgery.
"Go back to prison," Chen Zhao said. "More accurately, go back to Prison Seven."
Moroco Piccolo almost spat out blood.
The Seventh Prison? Stop joking.
Even though he used to be a frequent visitor of the 7th Prison.
But it didn't mean that he treated the Seventh Prison as his own nest.
More and more people were dying there recently, and the frequency was increasing.
Moreover, Moroco Piccolo remembered that night clearly.
"Mr. Chen, I can agree to anything … but this … I don't want to go back there even if I die. You know what's there, the White Nightmare! That's the White Nightmare … "Moroco Piccolo remembered it very clearly.
If Chen Zhao wasn't there that night, he'd be dead for sure.
Morgery didn't know what was wrong with the Seventh Prison.
If Chen Zhao wanted, he could arrange for someone to go in.
Of course, since Chen Zhao wanted Moroco Piccolo to go in, he had to go.
Even if he didn't want to, he had to go.
"Morgery, give me some alone time with him."
"Okay, call me if you need anything." Morgery turned and left quickly.
The moment Morgery left, Chen Zhao suddenly grabbed Moroco Piccolo's neck. "I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm ordering you!"
A wave of dark lava appeared behind Chen Zhao.
"If you refuse my request, then you can go to hell right now."
Instantly, Moroco Piccolo felt fear he'd never felt before.
It was a shock from both his body and mind.
He knew that Chen Zhao wasn't an ordinary person.
After all, Chen Zhao had chased the White Nightmare away with his bare hands last time.
Now, he finally saw Chen Zhao's true terror.
"Who do you think is scarier, me or the Seventh Prison?" An evil smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face.
"I'll go, I'll go …"
"Very good."
Suddenly, Chen Zhao put away that creepy smile and the dark lava.
Moroco Piccolo almost thought that spring had come.
Chen Zhao put Moroco Piccolo down and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll protect you. The warden of that prison is my friend. You'll enjoy five-star treatment there."
Moroco Piccolo wanted to cry. Even ten-star treatment was useless in that damn place.
Of course, compared to the terror Chen Zhao had shown just now, that place didn't seem that scary anymore.
Chen Zhao took out a bottle. It was filled with a thick and turbid liquid.
Moroco Piccolo felt his hair stand on end just by looking at it.
He didn't know what was in it.
"If you encounter danger, drink this. It can temporarily give you some inhuman power."
Chen Zhao didn't tell him about the side effects.
If Moroco Piccolo was a good person, Chen Zhao didn't mind giving him some benefits.
For example, strengthening potions.
But Moroco Piccolo wasn't a good person.
In fact, he was an extremely evil person.
All the bad habits of humans could be found in him.
If he obtained inhuman power, who knew what crimes he would commit?
So, it was best to give him this.
It was the Crazy Corpsedemon's saliva that Chen Zhao had Helis concoct.
Anyway, its origin was disgusting.
After people took it, they could obtain great power in a short time.
But the side effect was that they would have to lie in bed for a month.
"Can I not take it?" Moroco Piccolo wasn't blind. How could he not see how terrifying and supernatural this thing was? It definitely wasn't some nectar.
"If you're not afraid of being pressed to the bed like last time when you encounter the White Nightmare, I don't mind."
"But … I can't bring it in."
"You don't have to worry about that. I'll think of something."
。 Nine Heavens Divine Emperor
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