In fact, before Schwick volunteered to be Chen Zhao's puppet, Chen Zhao had already taken the initiative.
Chen Zhao thought of two options.
The first plan was simple. They just had to kill Schwick.
The other option was to control him.
But controlling a politician is risky.
First of all, playing politics is a high-risk game.
The risk of controlling a politician is even greater.
That was why Chen Zhao was hesitant and conflicted.
He had also considered what Schwick had said earlier.
After Zhang San left, Li Si came along.
There would be no end to this.
Today, Chen Zhao labeled Schwick as a human traitor.
However, this method could only be used once.
What about next time? Would he use the same trick next time?
So, Chen Zhao prepared himself.
As for what Schwick said about running for president …
Chen Zhao didn't mind. What he hoped the most was that he could block the governor obediently.
Just the thought of controlling the president was enough to make one's head explode.
Therefore, Schwick said that he would use his own power and money to support him in the presidential election.
Chen Zhao would be crazy to help him run for president.
He had never thought about it before, and he would never think about it in the future.
Chen Zhao had even asked him when he was going to run.
He was still thinking that there were still two years left.
When he goes crazy, I'll kill him.
Yes, that was what Chen Zhao was thinking now.
As for the Mind Magic that Nannier cast on Schwick …
There were no other side effects, nor did it possess any lethality.
It only had one function, and it was called Prying Eyes.
In other words, his every move, even the color of his underwear, could be seen.
Of course, if he wanted to control a person, placing a curse that was difficult to remove would be the most convenient.
Or directly turn him into an idiot, turning him into a marionette like the walking dead.
However, this kind of magic or curse was too obvious.
It was very easy to be discovered.
Prying Eye, on the other hand, did not have this problem.
This kind of non-lethal magic with no side effects was like a virus.
Even a magnifying glass would not be able to detect it.
Moreover, Nannier was an expert in the Psychic Element.
Therefore, this kind of magic was harder to detect.
There was a way to break it, but the problem was that Schwick was being watched all day.
How was he going to find someone to crack it?
Chen Zhao thought about getting one for his whole family.
His wife, his son, and the one outside … No, it was two, and one of them was a man.
And his secretary, his assistant, and his subordinates.
Chen Zhao would give him something like an inescapable net.
"Mr. Swick, we got to know each other after a fight." Chen Zhao looked at Schwick with a friendly smile. "I'm glad I don't have to kill you. You should be happy too."
"Oh right, as for those troubles, you'll have to deal with them yourself."
"I know." No matter what Schwick was feeling right now, he had to hide his emotions under his calm appearance.
Chen Zhao had created a huge problem for him.
No, to be more precise, he was the one who had found trouble for himself.
However, people were like this. They never thought that they had made a mistake.
It was just like how Chen Zhao wouldn't look for reasons on himself.
Neither would Schwick.
"By the way, can you give me Mr. Tang Se's contact number, the one who's been advising you behind the scenes?"
Shi Weike's expression changed.
Obviously, now was the time to settle the score.
There was no doubt that Schwick had lost.
Schwick knew very well why he had lost.
Schwick had overestimated the resources he had.
At the same time, he had underestimated Chen Zhao's shamelessness.
He'd thought that Chen Zhao would use his wealth to find the media, other politicians, or even himself.
Schwick was good at dealing with these kinds of enemies.
He could argue with the media, fight with other politicians, or compromise with himself.
This was what he was best at.
But when the opponent didn't use these methods …
He'd lost his advantage.
His opponent wasn't just a rich man. He was also a spiritualist.
He'd barged into a completely unfamiliar field but chose the strongest opponent in that field. Moreover, the opponent was someone who had no bottom line.
Even though he wasn't happy, Schwick still accepted this result.
It was useless not to accept it. Chen Zhao wouldn't give him a second round.
…
When Donser saw the news.
He knew that things weren't going well.
He didn't know if Schwick was a human traitor.
But the person who'd exposed this must be the person they wanted to deal with.
Clearly, that person wasn't as easy to deal with as they'd expected.
Even if it was the governor, that person would be killed in one go.
The ruthlessness of his actions was simply shocking.
Donser packed his luggage and hailed a taxi.
Donser noticed that there was another car behind him.
No, there might be more than one car.
Donser felt like all the cars were following him.
"Sir, we've arrived at the airport."
"Keep the change." Donser stuffed a hundred dollars into the taxi driver's hand and hurried into the airport.
The taxi driver got out of the car and watched Donser's hurried back.
Just then, the car behind stopped in front of the taxi driver and Nannier got out.
"Boss, it's done."
"Your spiritual magic is strong enough to interfere with other spiritualists' consciousness?"
"Boss, his mental strength isn't strong, and his emotions are already in a mess. Coupled with the other cars, he's on the verge of breaking down. His attention isn't on anything else, so I planted a false illusion in him. He thinks that he's gone to the real airport."
"How long will the illusion last?"
"Leave my magic range or until I dispel it for him."
"Let's go. Follow him onto the plane."
Right now, Donser didn't even know that he wasn't at LAX.
He felt like his head was going to explode and that everyone around him was acting weird.
He was still in a daze when he boarded the plane.
Everyone seemed like an enemy to him, but he also felt like no one was.
"Sir, please don't block the people behind us."
Donser boarded the plane in a daze.
Chen Zhao and Nannier sat behind Donser.
As the plane's engine roared, Donser's brain slowly calmed down.
"His emotions have calmed down. My magic is getting weaker and weaker."
"It doesn't matter," Chen Zhao said calmly. "The plane has already taken off."
Suddenly, Donser realized that there were no passengers in the cabin.
He vaguely remembered that some passengers had passed through the boarding passage.
Why was there no one now?
There were still people in the cabin. There were two passengers behind him.
Maybe there were fewer people on this flight.
Perhaps he had remembered wrongly just now.
Donser peeked behind him.
That man looked familiar … Was he a taxi driver?
That woman … Was she the flight attendant?
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