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Chapter 537

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Johnny was still immersed in the atmosphere of his money-making plan. He did not react for a moment. "Which Baze?"

The lobby manager pursed his lips. "The one from the Order of Justice. What kind of situation is this? He's still acting like a lord here. Do you really think this is still two months ago? "

Ever since the incident at Frost River Reality, the Order of Justice had lost two priests, An Weng and An Chengli. Their core combat force, the Oblatum Knights, were almost completely wiped out. Their follow-up reinforcements had yet to arrive. This branch of the Order of Justice had sunk into its weakest period.

First Oblatum Zheng Xiao, who was currently in charge, had never been a powerful character. Faced with this complicated situation, his first order was to withdraw and wait for further orders. He had even disposed of a number of properties.

The 'wild inn' that Johnny had purchased contained a portion of the Order of Justice's shares. Now that they had all been withdrawn, the lobby manager's mood was as expected.

You don't even have a share, so why are you still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?

Johnny originally wanted to chat with the lobby manager about the art of management, but his sharp eyes, honed from years of chaos, discovered that one of his most important sources of information had entered the tavern. Johnny waved his hand. "So what if he eats and drinks? A B-rank powerhouse should have this kind of treatment. "

The lobby manager sneered. "He's an Oblatum Knight. Without a priest behind him, how can he be considered a B-rank?"

That's still a hundred times better than a sissy like you who sells butts.

Johnny sneered in his heart, but in the end, he just said, "Alright, let him drink as he pleases for now. If he really gets drunk, he'll spit out one or two of the Order of Justice's core secrets and change hands. He can even earn back a wine cellar... "

He dismissed the lobby manager with just a few words, telling this fake man, who was pinching his thumb and middle finger, to scram. Johnny sighed with emotion at the demeanor and knowledge that a professional manager should have. He swept his eyes over the bar on the first floor, and his eyelids twitched.

Blood energy. That was a super drink that could only be purchased with honor points and other channels from the inner world. But not only did Baze gulp it down like a whale, he even used it as a topping!

At this moment, even Johnny was suspicious. Could it be that the bastard knew that his shares had been withdrawn, so he came here to play the fool?

But as the boss, since he had already spoken, he could only brace himself and persevere. At this time, the 'source of information' had already arrived on the second floor. He waved at the person.

"Hey, Black Box."

"F * ck you, it's a metal box!"

"It's just a name, there's no difference. However, if you can take out something better, I can even call you Treasure."

Pretending to be intimate, they exchanged a few vulgarities and bumped fists. The two of them sat on opposite sides of the table and entered into transaction mode.

Unlike Johnny, who was an outer member of the Society, Iron Box was a member of the Xia City branch's action team. He was a core force that the Society put more effort into nurturing. Therefore, they had a natural advantage in obtaining information.

In the past, the Xia City branch was in a state of "leaking on all sides". People like Metal Box had at least opened a window. Because of this, when faced with the gradual tightening of internal discipline, this brother was also full of complaints. "We really can't f * cking survive now. We're purely blast walls, facing the nuclear explosion head-on, and then dying a worthless death. I must leave this place as soon as possible … That's why I'm in need of money and travel expenses! "

Johnny chuckled. "For the sake of our many years of cooperation, I'm willing to raise more money for you. But for the final project, we have to find a highlight or explosive point."

"F * ck you, maybe I should put some juicy meatballs in your mouth. Because of your terrible attitude, the prices of goods in Xia City have increased by a notch. "

Both sides used intimate and ferocious attitudes to carry out a close exchange. Fifteen minutes later, they finally reached an agreement with great difficulty. Iron Box once again raised his "travel expenses", and Johnny obtained relevant information about a certain orphanage as well as the predetermined plans of the Xia City branch's action team for the next few days.

Iron Box didn't care if the price was satisfactory or not. He walked down with a dark face as per usual. Johnny wouldn't tell him that this was the origin of the "black box" — — What? You're talking about black box operations? At their level, they weren't worthy!

But soon, Johnny lost the mood to tease Iron Box. In these fifteen minutes, Baze ruined at least two points worth of good wine in front of the bar on the first floor of the cave. He smoothly knocked away half of Johnny's earnings, and he even continued to do so.

This time, not only Johnny's eyelids twitched, even his eyebrows and apple cheeks were twitching. But he really didn't have the guts to clash with this famous muscleman of Xia City …

Yes, this was the most fundamental reason.

What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve Johnny. He left his seat with a taut face and returned to his private room in the next floor of the cave. There was a time limit for the information. He had to make them pay as soon as possible.

But not long after he returned to his room, the lobby manager made a phone call before he could even log in to the dark web. Actually, there was no need. The cave Johnny resided in was already shaking.

He only heard a worthless report: "Baze stopped Iron Box and splashed him in the face. Then they started fighting.

"F * ck this black dog!"

Johnny finally couldn't help but curse. The problem was that it was meaningless. The worst thing was that the situation in the first floor of the cave quickly went out of control.

For the first thirty seconds, the sissy could still cry to him about the loss of assets and casualties. But after a deafening explosion, there was no more sound from the other side.

Johnny immediately made a call to the security captain of the Wild Inn. But the news he obtained made his blood boil and his vision darken. The security team he paid millions of dollars in salary every month was practically all dead. As for the two leading figures he invited to watch the scene, they didn't even have the time to exchange blows with the Oblatum Knight blessed by the Priestess before they were drowned in the indescribably excited crowd of guests and drinkers.

Right now, there was already a chaotic battle downstairs.

Most of the people came for one purpose, but there were too many monks and not enough gruel. What two thousandths or sixteen billion? They never said that they could split it evenly. Perhaps many people had the mentality of "the big shots eat the meat, and we drink the soup", but wouldn't it be better if there were fewer people drinking the soup?

Hidden competition and suppression were always present, and the corresponding hostility and hatred were also accumulating layer by layer. With a big target, these "gunpowder" could still be controlled. They were temporarily stacked in everyone's hearts, but the premise was that they did not go off by accident!

Johnny's scalp was about to explode. If the chaos continued, the accumulated gunpowder would completely explode. Even if this wild inn could still be preserved, it would soon welcome its "eighth boss".

Every time this happened, the previous boss would always end up in a bad situation.

He began to make frantic calls to various investors, as well as to the real big shots in the vicinity. The military had shares here, and they would occasionally receive some filial piety. Not to mention anything else, as long as they sent a small team, even if it was just for show …

With a muffled "bang", the floor clearly shook, and Johnny almost bounced up. He turned his head in shock and saw that the floor, which was compacted with red earth and reinforced with steel bars, had been forcibly pierced through.

Half of the body of the metal box, who had just completed the transaction with Johnny, drilled out of the hole. His head was flat and deformed, and it looked like his spine was already broken. One of his eyeballs had exploded out of his eye socket, and the remaining eye still had a dark red bloody hole. The metal box blankly looked forward, meeting Johnny's gaze head on.

The hair on Johnny's thighs stood on end when he faced this scene. Then right after, the door with three layers of protection was kicked open. Baze, who was still clutching a bottle of "blood energy", grinned as he staggered through the door.

Soon, his boot landed, and half of the metal box's body fell down. A muffled sound rang out, and then there was no more sound.

"Baze, you're crazy!" At this moment, Johnny's voice was so sharp that it surpassed that of his lobby manager. He had completely forgotten what was the correct attitude. He could only rely on his instincts to shout, "I'm a member of the Xia City branch …"

He only remembered that a member had been kicked down the stairs when he spoke to this point. His voice came to an abrupt halt.

Baze grinned and shook the bottle at Johnny. "This wine is pretty good!"

The sound of the bottle shattering rang out at the same time as the sound of ribs and flesh exploding. The remains of the bottle smashed through Johnny's chest and acted like a nail, nailing him to the wall. Blood and internal organ fragments sprayed out, and soon they dyed a large portion of the floor red. They even flowed down the hole that the metal box had smashed through.

Johnny's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. His remaining breath and life force mixed with his blood surged out from within. Baze's savage smile dissipated from his dilated pupils. Baze slightly leaned his body to the side, and he piously knelt down on one knee. He placed one hand on the ground, and the other on his chest.

"All glory to my Lord."

The scenery before Johnny's eyes blurred, and his dazed consciousness seemed to enter another space. He saw layers upon layers of grids. They were like the interweaving and spreading spider webs of a damp jungle. They stuck to every nook and cranny of the void.

Everything trembled on the spider web, including his life force and consciousness that had yet to dissipate. This strange structure was dyed with a dark red color of blood.

His soul seemed to be hooked by a strand of spider silk, moving up the layers of the spider web. But how deep and boundless was this web? He couldn't see the end at all. He could only vaguely see the shadow of a blood-red sun in the distant deep space … … There were many limbs branching out from its edges, twisting and moving. It was like a malevolent demonic spider. It illuminated everything, controlled everything, and destroyed everything.

Johnny's train of thought came to an end here. Fortunately for him, the Wild Inn managed by the seventh boss was able to endure the destructive blow in the end. Even though a portion of the structure had collapsed, the main body still existed. It was just that moving the corpses outside really took quite a bit of effort.

News and blood from the sea and inland were transmitted back to Xia City through all sorts of channels. It was already noon by the time it was widely disseminated.

Luo Nan had just finished school. He returned to Gear with Xue Lei and ate lunch with Rui Wen and his own security team. The opportunity to freely use the building of Gear was decreasing with each passing moment. He treasured this opportunity exceptionally.

However, someone soon interrupted the meal process.

"Before, I only knew that you were a third generation researcher. Yeah, you're the third generation of a family of researchers. But could it be that you're also a hidden aristocrat of a secret order? Have the Bloodflame Order and the Order of Justice already crawled beneath your feet? "

Zhang Yingying's mouth expressed her emotions without restraint, and Luo Nan didn't need to do anything. He just had a wooden expression, and this was more than enough.

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