Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

In this grand era where mysterious forces are sprouting like bamboo shoots after spring rain and gradually reviving, countries are like isolated boats in the midst of stormy waves, and their desire to protect themselves and fight for power and profit is becoming increasingly intense. There is a high probability that they will be like hungry fishermen who bite the bait without hesitation when they see it.

And Jiang himself has never slacked off in the past ten years.

The most important thing at the moment is to quietly accumulate strength like a diligent craftsman and carefully lay a solid foundation for subsequent grand ambitions.

He waved his long sleeves and summoned a group of dark shadow ninjas who were as hidden as ghosts in the dark night. With a stern face, he arranged the copying tasks: "First, carefully copy thousands of books containing exquisite little magic that I have collected with great effort, word by word, stroke by stroke."

"Next, we need to put in a lot of effort to copy tens of thousands of professional books on the magnificent chapters in the history of magic and mysterious fields such as potion ingredients."

"Finally, carefully select some books that seem to be of little use but occasionally mention magic legends between the lines, and pack them up and organize them properly."

After the books were copied, they were all solemnly handed over to Valon, who was ordered to disguise himself as a down-and-out wandering wizard who had suffered cruel persecution and was displaced by the ugly country.

He pretended to travel around giving lectures, but in fact he had a cunning mind and went to various places in the world to "sell knowledge" - to put it bluntly, it was just a carefully planned journey of deception and fraud.

Jiang Shi Nian's heart was as clear as a mirror. In the current turbulent situation, these magic books were undoubtedly rare treasures coveted by everyone.

When the top leaders of various countries see this, their eyes will light up, just like a hungry wolf seeing a fat lamb. They will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy it, and will rack their brains and use all their tricks to win over Wallon to their own use.

Valon is a greedy person, just like a glutton who loves gold like his life. Seeing the mountains of wealth and respected status rolling in, wouldn't he be full of energy like a chicken with blood injected?

In order to firmly hold on to this immense wealth, they will inevitably use every possible means to destroy the originally delicate relationship between countries.

Once the flames of human civil war are ignited and the situation falls into a chaotic quagmire, Jiang Shi Nian will be able to act like a hunter hiding in the dark, seize the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and greatly expand his own mysterious black energy.

Even better, he doesn't have to worry about Zheng Qi taking the opportunity to strengthen Jackie Chan's difficult opponents.

After all, righteousness is like a loyal guard who stubbornly protects his homeland. His stance is as solid as a rock, and he is dedicated to protecting the welfare of mankind.

When humans quarrel among themselves and waste their own strength, their righteousness will be weakened, just like a giant tree with damaged roots, whose branches and leaves will gradually wither.

In this way, wouldn't this little cycle that has trapped them for so long be like a bubble that has been popped, collapsing on its own?

"Alas, when it comes to wisdom and strategy, I am truly unrivaled in this world, and no one can match me."

Jiang Shi Nian was full of pride and satisfaction. He held his head high and sighed deeply. He was immersed in his own ingenious plan, as if he was intoxicated by a rich and mellow wine, his face full of intoxication.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Valon still standing upright, with an embarrassed look on his face, his fingers rubbing unconsciously. He looked just like a child asking for candy with a thoughtful look in his mind. It was obvious at a glance that he was thinking about money.

"What are you still doing here?"

A cold and sharp voice suddenly rang out in the air, like thunder in a cold night, exploding in Walon's ears.

"Um, Holy Lord..."

Valon's face was all smiles, his flattery was evident in his words, and he rubbed his index finger and thumb slowly. Anyone who saw his flattering look could see through his inner calculations.

Jiang Shi Nian was amused by his funny appearance and snorted, "Alright, stop pretending here. Black Shadow will prepare the magic books and hand them over to you. Half of the money from the sales will be given to you. Just go about your business."

Valon's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded his head like pounding garlic: "Thank you, Lord! I'll go get ready now."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Jiang Shi Nian called out to Wa Long, who was about to turn around and leave, and his voice was calm but unquestionable.

"Uh...what else does the Holy Lord want?"

Valon's body froze, he turned around nervously and asked respectfully.

"How much do you know about Jackie Chan and his gang's recent activities?"

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared at Walon, as if he wanted to find out the truth from his eyes.

Valon turned around quickly, straightened his back, and reported respectfully: "I have been drifting on the boat with my brothers. Occasionally when we approached the shore to replenish supplies, I took the opportunity to pay more attention and inquire about the news."

"I heard from my subordinates that Jackie Chan and his companions first went back to the antique shop, and then, like a flying bird, they set off to a mysterious place that no one knows about."

Prior to this, there was a fierce battle between the protagonist group led by Jackie Chan and the villain group led by Jiang Shi Nian. The scene was thrilling and shocked the world, as if the twilight of the gods had come to the earth, causing a huge commotion.

Through various advanced channels, the exciting and magical scenes spread all over the world, shocking the world.

In the picture, the devil is tall and majestic, with bared fangs and claws, and the terrifying power emanating from his body seems to be able to swallow up the sky and the earth; Jackie Chan is dressed in shining armor, majestic and powerful, and his heroic qualities are revealed in his every move.

The ultimate magic cast by Dad was even more dazzling, with mysterious runes shining in the void, like an oracle from an ancient god.

People watched in amazement and their heartbeats quickened as they watched through the screen, as if they were in a fantasy battlefield.

For a moment, the world's top leaders were like sharks smelling blood, keenly aware of the strong smell of crisis and opportunity. They knew that if this change was not handled properly, it would completely overturn the existing situation and drag the world into an unknown abyss.

Chapter 134: Countries are shocked

In the east, above the Chinese land, Chinese top leaders held an emergency meeting. The atmosphere in the conference room was as heavy as a mountain, as if covered with leaden clouds.

"This time the demon appeared and quickly retreated, just like the eerie calm before the storm. It will inevitably trigger a global chain reaction."

"Judging from various signs, the next wave of impact is likely to fall on the ugly country."

"How should we deal with this undercurrent situation?"

Someone took the lead in breaking the silence and raising this heavy issue.

"Keep calm and hold your ground. China has a thousand-year history and a deep foundation. We have enough power to deal with most emergencies."

"At present, the mysterious power is reviving, just like bamboo shoots sprouting from the ground in spring, and chaos is gradually emerging. The first priority is to control the restless and eager magicians in the country. There must be no chaos inside. This is the foundation."

An experienced and far-sighted leader spoke calmly, setting the tone with just a few words, just like a steady helmsman firmly controlling the course in stormy seas.

"The inheritance of the mysterious power of Western countries has unfortunately been interrupted. They must be like headless flies, searching for magicians everywhere."

"We must not only guard China's key secrets and prevent the outflow of precious treasures, but also be willing to help friendly neighbors. After all, the world situation is changing drastically, and a single move can affect the entire body. Win-win cooperation is the long-term way to adapt to the trend of the times."

Another leader added that his words were sincere and full of far-sightedness and a broad perspective.

Over in the Sakura Country, the argument was just as heated and heated.

"We must get the magic information of Ugly Country and China at all costs! This time the gods descended to the world in Ugly Country. If they can still compete with them, they must have obtained a rare treasure."

"Besides, that god can summon ninjas. Maybe he has a deep connection with our Great Empire of Japan. We must not let the Ugly Country take the upper hand again and take the treasure for themselves!"

"Quickly gather all the ninjutsu masters in the country, organize all kinds of exquisite ninjutsu, and send people to sneak into the Ugly Country and China to steal intelligence. In addition, activate all the spies stationed in the Ugly Country and China, and use any means to get what we want!"

The commander waved his hand and issued a series of orders, his eyes flashing with fanaticism and greed.

The situation in South Korea was even more exaggerated. The atmosphere in the conference room was as excited as a pot of boiling water. "Our Korean nation is the greatest in the universe! That dragon is clearly the incarnation of our ancestors! It has been predicted on the ancient stone wall that we have the blood of the dragon flowing in our bodies. We are the real people of God! We must get the magic secret book, so that the lost power of our ancestors can return to Korea and restore the glory of Korea!"

The Ragnarok Club in the West was also in chaos, like a noisy market.

"What the hell is going on? Why is the network suddenly attacked? Our hackers can't even break into the core network of the Ugly Country?"

Some people roared angrily, their faces flushed red, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Don't worry about that shit, they're busy with their own business now! If you ask any more stupid questions, Uncle Magdon's boots will hit you in the ass! Cheer up and search for the magic clues with all your strength!"

The leader interrupted impatiently, urging his men to act loudly, like a strict supervisor wielding a whip.

Similar scenes are being played out in countries around the world. As the sun and moon alternate, many countries are still brightly lit and no one can sleep.

The news of the revival of the mysterious power was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and setting off a magical craze that swept the world.

All countries were busy and anxious. On the one hand, they urgently sent envoys and spies to the Ugly Country to gather information, and on the other hand, they humbly asked China for advice and sought cooperation intentions.

At the same time, a carpet search was conducted in the country and even in neighboring countries where traces of magic had appeared or might appear, and even martial arts masters living in seclusion among the people were brought out one by one.

The Ugly Country has become the center of the storm, with pressure from all sides pressing down like a mountain.

The phone rang one after another, flooding the hotlines of various government departments.

The people in the country were in a panic, there were constant marches and demonstrations in the streets, people were shouting "freedom" at the top of their lungs, and the situation was extremely chaotic.

The government not only has to resist external intrusion and pressure to snatch resources, but also has to do its best to appease the restless people and maintain social stability. The top leaders are overwhelmed, but have no idea what to do. They can only struggle in this turbulent undercurrent, like a trapped beast in a quagmire.

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On the boundless and turbulent ocean, Wallon's slightly old but majestic ship was swaying slightly with the rising and falling waves, like a dormant steel giant.

The metal hull of the ship sparkles with a cool luster under the sunlight. The occasional splashing waves hit the side of the ship, making a crisp sound, as if whispering the mysterious story of the sea.

Jiang Shi Nian found a quiet corner on the boat and briefly immersed himself in rest.

He was leaning lazily with his eyes slightly closed, and the fierce aura emanating from his body was slightly restrained at this moment, like a beast with its claws retracted.

But the corner of his clothes trembling slightly inadvertently still revealed an intensity that was hard to conceal.

Not long after, Jiang Shi Nian, who had rested his strength, slowly stood up. With a thought, an invisible message was transmitted to Walon like a mysterious dark wave.

Valon received the summons and came hurriedly. Although he tried his best to suppress it, a barely perceptible impatience still emerged between his eyebrows.

As the top figure of the San Francisco Mafia, who has the final say and is awe-inspiring, he can usually call the shots and has a horde of minions under his command. When had he ever been ordered around like this?

It was as if the overlord who was high above had suddenly been reduced to a servant, being ordered around by the Holy Lord like a servant time and time again, even though he was carrying a treasure that was enough to overturn the situation and was responsible for a confidential and critical mission.

I still feel a little embarrassed for the sake of face, and the frustration in my heart is like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling.

"Holy Lord, why are you looking for me again?"

Walon suppressed his displeasure, forced a slightly stiff smile, and asked respectfully, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth looked a little forced.

"I'll borrow your men, one antique a day for each of them."

Jiang Shi Nian's voice seemed to come out slowly from the depths of a dark pool, as calm as stagnant water, but it went straight into Walon's ears. Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, striking at the tip of his heart.

Walon's originally gloomy face suddenly cleared up, as if the gloomy sky was suddenly torn apart by a ray of golden light. The gloom in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. He almost couldn't help but raise his hand and slap himself hard, feeling full of regret, blaming himself for being resentful and ungrateful.

At that moment, his face was filled with an extremely flattering smile, and he looked like a pug wagging its tail and begging for mercy and a bone.

"That's no problem, Holy Lord! Why are you being so polite to me? These little things are not worth mentioning!"

Chapter 135 Tru's Betrayal

Walon smiled with his eyes curved, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes showed his flattery. Before Jiang Shinian could speak again, he rushed to say: "But since you have spoken, I will not let you lose your integrity. Everyone knows that you are the most trustworthy demon in the world!"

As he spoke, he quickly took out his communicator, his fingertips danced lightly on the screen, and a series of commands were transmitted like dense drumbeats.

Then, a serious, cold, and unquestionable voice came from the communicator: "Afen, Lasu, Zhou, Afu, Tru, Bai Gang, Yadi, Dylan, Zhu Dun, the vacation is over! Come to the deck quickly, quickly! Don't dawdle!"

That breath was like a severe frost, chilling people's backs.

After hanging up the phone, Valon smiled shyly towards Jiang Shi Nian and explained apologetically: "Holy Lord, I was afraid that we didn't have enough manpower, so I called a few more. They are all the top elites in our Black Hand Organization. They are all ruthless, skillful, and experienced in fighting in the martial arts world. They will definitely be able to help you a lot!"

Jiang Shi Nian narrowed his bloodshot eyes slightly, and just when he was about to say that he only needed to pull a few people from La Su, he saw a large row of people pouring out of the cabin, standing densely together, like a group of soldiers waiting to go to war.

He glanced at the smiling Valon and thought to himself.