At the same time, in the north of Ghost City, a burly black man in a black fur coat was watching dozens of corpses at the scene with a gloomy face.

And around this, there were hundreds of magical professions standing solemnly without saying a word.

It was not until three modified locomotives approached that the sad atmosphere here changed slightly. Everyone looked at the locomotives, with expectations on their faces.

“Boss!”

A middle-aged man dressed in a leather jacket and dressed in a punk style came to the burly black man: "It has been found that the car was owned by the Nesson Sports Group. The person in the car should be the security personnel of the Nesson Group, and the person they were escorting was Andre Lee Wiltonstein. Just the day before yesterday, this guy became a household sports star in Georgia. Then I also found that the other two were involved, one was Jamie Bert, the chief detective of the Sky Eye Detective Office; the other was Alisa Targaryen, a side branch of the Targaryen family. This time they brought 13 million monster materials for sale in Ghost City. A large part of them were taken from a nineteen-level black-scale fire dragon."

"very good!"

The burly black man pulled out a knife from his waist with a cold expression and threw it to a young man beside him with blonde hair and body as strong as a cheetah: "Can you do it when you go to the world of light and kill this Andre for me?"

"Is a high school sports star? That shouldn't be difficult."

The young man smiled and took the bright three-foot sword in his hand into the weapon bag: "I will take off his head."

"But"

The middle-aged punk looked hesitant: "This Andre is very strong himself. The media generally believes that he has a combat power of about 8s. The Nesson Sports Group also attaches great importance to his safety. This Andre Lee Wiltonstein is already their top player in Atlanta. It is not surprising that there are extrajudicials around him. Boss. That is the Nesson Group, and his surname is Wiltonstein."

"Theodore!"

The burly black man still looked at the young man with bright eyes: "Do you understand? Do you have confidence?"

"Of course! For a magic shadower like me, there is no difference between many people and few people. As long as their profession level does not exceed me, I think there will be no legends, right?"

The young man raised his chin confidently: "I won't let you down, Dad Fenriel! But it takes time. I will wait patiently for the opportunity and then get rid of him!"

"You really haven't let me down, Theodore, you're a great guy."

The burly black man praised it and pointed it at the middle-aged punk with his strong fingers: "I don't care if this guy named Andre is Wilton Stein standing behind him, and the company of the Nyson Group, which is a bitch, will revenge him. What I care about is the person who killed me? So, do you know what you should do?"

"I see!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "I will help Theodore, and that Andre gave him, and the rest belonged to me. But I need three extramarital combat power to help. You know, the security personnel of the Nesson Group are basically from the Cobra troops. That Jamie Ribert, although his professional level is not very good, is very famous in Atlanta City and is a very tricky guy."

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"Are you lucky bracelet?"

Carl, who had already returned to the world of light with a flash of inspiration, smiled: "I want to return to the headquarters to give you a surprise, but it seems that you are impatient. Amo, why don't you guess?"

"Wow, this is a silence, right?"

Li Mochen's lips were slightly picked. Just looking at Carl's expression, you knew that the sales of lucky bracelets should be very pleasant, otherwise how could there be surprises?

"Then I guess, is there a sales of 10,000 yuan?"

It is already amazing to sell 10,000 lucky bracelets in one day. After all, it is a "secondary" magic equipment priced at 15,999, so it is impossible to sell too much on the first day of sales.

In fact, even if there are only about 3,000, it is a very good result.

"I wasn't guessing it right, it's a number you can't imagine. In this day, we sold a total of 39,800 pieces. This means that our inventory in major stores will be sold out in at most a month. So congratulations to Amo, you'll be a millionaire from now on. I think in three years, you can even get hundreds of millions of gold shields from our company."

Carl Holden said as he walked out of the Demon-Sealing Hall.

Then Li Mochen discovered a luxury convoy parked at the door of Atlanta's Cathedral of Light.

These guys actually drove the car openly into the interior of the cathedral area.

And just as he was stunned, Carl Holden had already strided heavily and got on the armored off-road vehicle in the center.

It is also a product of Daimler Automobile Company, with a model of "Otto I". Although this car is not as exaggerated as Daimler's "Teutonic Chariot", it is also a giant in the city. The car is six meters long, two meters wide, four meters high, and has magical homogeneous armor as thick as 40 mm.

What is surprising is that this big guy who can walk in Atlanta is actually equipped with a machine gun position, a 25mm "Brutal Annihilation" with a gun-carrying live ammunition.

While thinking that this was exaggerating, Li Mochen pointed to the car door and signaled to Alisa behind her with her eyes.

However, the latter shook his head and refused the invitation to accompany him. Li Mochen was helpless and had to make a gesture in his ear, indicating that he had something to call.

He wanted to recruit Alisa to his own business, mainly because it was rare for someone to trust, and this girl was also very talented.

But it seems that it will take some time

Seeing Alisa leaving in another direction, Li Mochen boarded the "Otto I" and sat side by side with Carl. The latter put a car key in his hand.

Li Mochen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "This is my new car? Then, I need to stay in this car when I go out in the future?"

"This is for your safety. The price of 'Otto I' is as high as 1.5 million gold shields, which is much cooler than your Lotus 350 sports car."

Carl Holden had already noticed Li Mochen's emotions: "You can tell, are you a little reluctant, right? A Mo?"

"Indeed, this interferes with my freedom."

Li Mochen nodded: "My tendency is to hire two or three extrajudicial persons by themselves, and they are responsible for my personal safety."

Carl frowned: "Of course this is your intention, but Amo, we are going to provide you with four thirteen-level magic professions with reliable backgrounds. Their salary is at least 1.5 million gold shields a year. If you hire yourself, you have to pay more money, and you have to spend tens of million gold shields a year."

Li Mochen didn't think the price was unbearable. It was better than everything he had under the eyes of the Nassen Group. He had the idea of ​​hiring an extralegal person.

"I can afford this price, right? I didn't say I don't want the staff of your company, I just need a certain amount of personal space. For example, my mansion, or activities in the city."

In short, it is the several guards provided by the Nasson Group that he wants but is unwilling to come at the cost of his own privacy.
Chapter completed!