Black Hand Building.

Boxes of gold and silver jewelry were brought from the Shadow Kingdom by the Shadow Corps. Countless jewelry piled together, dazzling golden light, making people dazzling.

Walong's eyes widened, with bloodshot inside, which looked like a "Russian friend".

Looking at the boxes of jewelry that should belong to me, they were taken over by all their enemies.

That taste made him want to be crazy.

While he was not crazy, Xia Wuji punched him and let him faint so that he would not make an irrational choice.

He is really a kind person.

For others, it is very troublesome to take away so much gold, silver and jewelry.

But for Xia Wuji, it was very simple. With a wave of his hand, he transferred all of it to [Only (Storage Space)].

After he expanded his source power many times, this space has become very broad.

While continuing to wait for the Shadow Corps to transport the "Lost Treasure of the Golden Rooster King", Afen, Lasu, and Zhou trio found Xia Wuji.

"Hey, brother, you are very awesome, but you can't do anything by yourself. You still need to help the person who is trying to help me. How about me? I'm very smart and diligent." Afen, with red hair and gold chain, said.

It turned out that the trio saw Xia Wuji's powerful kung fu, and after seeing that he had obtained the treasure, he had the idea of ​​joining if he couldn't beat it.

As a subordinate of Walong, Jackie Chan will be kicked in the butt every time. And the treasure may not be able to be obtained, so it is better to hug the thigh in front of you.

Rasu pointed to himself, looking very smart: "How about choosing me? I'm very strong and smart?"

"No, no, no, they are not cool enough. As the boss, if the follower is too ugly, it will be very embarrassing."

Zhou dusted out his jacket and then held his yellow eyes: "I just took me out. I won't steal the limelight from your boss, nor will I let you lose face."

The trio looked at each other and said in unison: "Of course, it would be better if you hire three of us at the same time."

"..." Looking at these three guys who were completely unrestrained, Xia Wuji politely refused: "No, you are just a group of weak chickens. My subordinates don't accept weak chickens, thank you."

The threesome suddenly widened their eyes.

Weak chicken?!

He dares to say that we are weak chickens.

It's really an insult!

It seems that today I have to give this ignorant red-haired man a look.

What is tolerance?

What does it mean to repay grievances with kindness?

What is non-violent non-cooperation?

What does it mean to slap the left and right face?

"Friend, you said too much. We are not weak at all, but the strength is not obvious enough."

"Why do you have to fight? It's not the same now."

The three kept defending themselves and trying to promote themselves.

"I am not a talent like Walong like you. I can't afford it." Xia Wuji patted their shoulders: "Don't worry, even if the black hand gang collapses, there will be the next villain to pick up your plate, so I won't have to worry about not having a job."

"Wolong Feng Chu? What is that? Is he praising us or scolding us?"

"Wait, let me check Wikipedia. Hey, it's a Chinese idiom. This guy is praising us for being smart and all of us are talents."

"Then why didn't he accept us as his subordinates?"

"have no idea."

...

Three hours later.

The office is full of treasures.

This is the last batch of treasures and the most expensive treasures, each one can be sold at a sky-high price.

But this pile of treasures was thrown into the dark shadows, and the ninjas in black protected the treasures. As long as the Holy Lord had a thought, the treasures would sink into the dark shadow kingdom.

"The greedy mage, the remaining treasures are here. Now it's time to give me the rat." The Holy Lord hanging on the wall said, with an unbearable tone in his tone: "Give me the rat, and these golden things can belong to you."

The dragon talisman has been embedded in the body of the Holy Lord, but the rat talisman is the most important.

In addition to the rat talisman, it is probably the tiger talisman.

The tiger talisman can help him balance the power of the twelve talismans without being imbalanced.

Of course, now, including the rat talisman, the Holy Lord only has three talismans, and there is no worries about imbalance.

"Take it!"

Xia Wuji waved his hand and the rat talisman flew out, accurately embedded in the octagonal round hole on the Holy Lord's body.

The talisman is not important to him. It is at most a weapon, and cannot be transformed into its own true power and is optional.

Moreover, he also wanted to see how powerful the Holy Lord with the talisman was.

The "Rat Talisman" fell into the body of the Holy Lord, and immediately released divine power, activated the other two talismans, emitting dazzling light. Then, the talisman completely disappeared into the body of the Holy Lord, and the original clay statue gradually transformed into flesh and blood.

Soon, a huge monster appeared in the office.

It looks like a monster with a human dragon head, with red eyes flashing, showing a bloody and cold gaze. It has a tall and strong body, with prominent chest muscles, and a dark yellow and dark green color.

Xia Wuji took the remaining treasure income [only (storage space)], and he glanced at the Holy Lord, slightly disappointed.

Unfortunately, it is not the traditional oriental dragon.

A little ugly.

Especially the light blue shorts, it makes people feel powerless to complain.

"I'm resurrected!"

The Holy Lord roared to the sky, his eyes flashed with red lights, and his powerful energy was venting everywhere, like a hurricane, blowing Xia Wuji's red hair fluttering all over the sky.

"Dear Holy Lord, congratulations on your recovery of flesh and blood." Xia Wuji bowed politely and said, "Now, our deal is completed, and you and I will get what you need, so I will take my leave first. I wish you more other talismans as soon as possible and dominate the world."

He turned around and was about to retreat, and at the same time he silently said, "3,2,1, stop!"

"stop!"

Sure enough, a roar that almost came from the soul sounded, almost perfectly fitting with the silent thoughts in Xia Wuji's heart.

"Dear Holy Lord, are you still doing anything? Do you still want to trade with me with treasures?" Xia Wuji smiled and said, "If you give enough treasures, I can help you seize the remaining spells from the Thirteenth Zone."

"Greedy mage, hand over my treasures, and hand over one that doesn't leave. I will spare you forever." The Holy Lord looked down at Xia Wuji, and the huge shadow enveloped him, full of oppression.

Although Xia Wuji is tall, compared with the Holy Lord, even his calves cannot fall.

"Hey, Holy Lord, we made a deal. The talisman belongs to you, and the treasure belongs to me." Xia Wuji said: "As a noble and great demon, you must be trustworthy and will not break your promises and become fat."

"Credit? What's that!"

The Holy Lord roared in a low voice and said with confidence: "As we all know, I am not trustworthy."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was approaching Xia Wuji step by step, and the oppression it brought became heavier and heavier. A low voice sounded: "Now, tell me, do you want to hand over the treasure or turn it into a fragrant barbecue kebab."

It looked down at Xia Wuji, and with just one kick, it could stomp the other party into meat sauce.

"Yes, you're right." Xia Wuji said.

"Since I know I'm right, hand over the treasure." As he spoke, the Holy Lord stretched out his huge claws towards Xia Wuji.

Xia Wuji seemed to have compromised and lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth opened unconsciously. As he reached his ears, a nearly thin and inaudible resistance sounded.

"No, I mean, the kebabs are indeed delicious."

"And I just happened to want to eat roasted dragon meat."

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Chapter completed!