Congreve's confidence wasn't groundless.
Although Cherry's position and influence in the branch of the Ying Tree Chamber of Commerce had been one level higher than his for many years, this time, he was confident that he could keep this mixed-blood alive.
"Position? Power? "
Congreve sneered, "I want you to abandon those things. If you want to find the place where the goods are traded, you have to rely on your Chapman blood. Ha, a proud little bird who only wants to rely on her own power. If she wants to achieve her goal, she has to use the cage …"
He always knew that the people of the Chapman Family despised Cherry, but how could Cherry not despise those cunning and scheming clansmen of hers?
She hated her Chapman blood so much that she didn't even want to learn Druid knowledge and skills.
And that was Congreve's advantage.
"Moreover, this arrogant little bird doesn't know what she is going to face. The Dome Church? No, no, no … "
"It's the Blood Feast with 12 Panic Levels! It's the Annihilation Level master from the Road of Fire Sword and 10 Panic Levels helpers! 22 Panic Levels and one Annihilation Level! Cherry, you won't be able to escape this time! "
Congreve imagined Cherry's face, which was always full of disdain, showing shock and fear. He couldn't help but laugh, "Hahahaha …"
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What he wanted to do was to arouse Cherry's competitive spirit, her proud heart that would never admit defeat!
"Then."
Congreve's eyes flashed with cold light. He slowly clenched his fist, "I will crush it myself!"
Congreve closed his eyes, sitting in his seat and imagining the future. He would crush Cherry and take back his position. He would skin all the people who betrayed Cherry and soak them in salt water. He would take the position of the branch president, and with the support of the Road of Fire Sword, he would unify the whole Tree Chamber of Commerce.
The whole process of reaching the peak of life was right in front of him. Everything was within his reach.
"But …"
Congreve suddenly opened his eyes and frowned. He was confused, "Why hasn't Blood Curse master sent any message back? Didn't you say that he's going to meet some big shot to deal with the owner of the bookstore? As long as he succeeds, he'll be back in a day at most? "
Ever since he learned of the Road of the Fire Sword and was recruited as a member, he had always been the representative of the Road of the Fire Sword. The one who contacted him and gave him orders was a certain Lord with the code name "Blood Curse".
The two communicated through the personal handbook, and Lord Blood Curse would occasionally send his subordinates to communicate with him. Congreve had never seen Blood Curse in person.
Before the deal with the Dome Church, Congreve had been in charge of providing a safe place for the Blood Feast.
Of course, Congreve did not know that the Blood Curse Wizard, Tsikaku, was the first organizer of the Blood Feast. Tsikaku was also carrying out the orders of his superiors to select qualified candidates for development.
Later, he found that since it could provide a safe trading place for the Blood Feast, why couldn't it be used by ordinary customers?
If they succeeded, as the middleman of the contraband trade, they would be able to earn a sizable profit …
Congreve had always been suppressed by Cherry in the Chamber of Commerce. Most of the supplies and logistics of Chapman Branch were controlled by Cherry. Therefore, the profits he could gain were shrinking rapidly. He could barely afford to keep his staff.
Once this thought came to mind, he could not restrain his greed.
Congreve began to pull strings for customers in private. He developed contraband, dangerous goods and some transactions that were not allowed on the surface.
There were also some special transactions. For example, a light Magus called Haywood, who was hired by the Ji Family, actually sold the method to remove the loyalty brand.
Although the price was ridiculously high, there were still people willing to buy it. Congreve also made a lot of money.
However, he still lamented the stupidity of this light Magus. He could even kill the goose that laid the golden eggs. He did not know if the life of a family Magus was too good, or if he was just brainless.
Some time ago, he heard that Haywood was indeed found out and executed on the spot.
However, Congreve did not care. He never personally hosted these transactions, nor did he leave any traces.
However, Rohr Resources was bound to vent their anger on the entire Withering Tree Chamber of Commerce. There would be a bloodless war in the near future.
"But it doesn't matter. When I get the support of the Road of the Fire Sword, it will be time for me to stand up and turn the tide. It will be time for me to lead the Withering Tree Chamber of Commerce to rise!"
That was what Congreve thought.
The Road of the Fire Sword, this mysterious and powerful organization, was his true backing!
On the other hand, that mixed-blood had only obtained a bewitching power from the owner of the bookstore. This time, he would let her know what pain was!
This cooperation with the Dome Church involved a lot of things, so the Road of the Fire Sword had also sent people to help him.
She would not be able to return!
Congreve snorted coldly and stood up. He ordered his subordinates to get ready. This transaction was very important, so he needed to host it personally.
Of course, the main reason was to see Cherry's desperate look.
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The Blood Feast's gathering this time was organized by a member with the code name "Flying Dragon". The main purpose was to introduce a new member and let the other members get to know each other.
The location was a hidden private room in a bar run by Extraordinaries on Street 336.
"Flying Dragon"'s real name was Dunlop Garr. He was a Panic Level dark Magus who specialized in creation spells and was good at creating stitched monsters. He had been participating in the Blood Feast for many years.
He had led many new members and had become a somewhat famous go-between in the Blood Feast. He had a very good reputation.
This time, as usual, he would lead a dark Magus who was introduced by a member of the Blood Feast and officially enter the Blood Feast.
"If Sika Dor hadn't said that he had something to do, you wouldn't have been so lucky to be led by me. This time, all of them are senior Panic Levels. A new Panic Level like you can't compare with them. You should pay attention to your attitude. You'd better suffer some losses on your first transaction to increase their goodwill. Don't fight with them, or you'll be the one who will suffer."
Flying Dragon reprimanded and warned as usual. He looked at the dark Magus behind him and said, "Did you hear that, Black Snake?"
"Black Snake" was the code name of the new member.
People who participated in the Blood Feast had to wear masks. They didn't know each other's true identity and only called each other by code names.
That dark Magus was wearing a black robe with a wrought iron mask under the hood. Behind the mask, there were snake-like vertical pupils.
Black Snake's voice was a little hoarse. He said lightly, "I heard that."
The big white dog at his feet also barked and stuck out its tongue. It looked particularly innocent.
Flying Dragon nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, he sighed and said, "You're a Snake Man, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"I can see that you're imitating the 'Black Scale Faceless Man' with this outfit, right?"
Black Snake paused and looked at Flying Dragon.
The latter had a tacit expression of meeting a fellow fan. He laughed strangely and rubbed his hands in embarrassment. "Actually, my idol is also Wang Erde."
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