Secret Buyer-Chapter 140 - 121: You Lied to Me?

"Red Fox Hotel, 1201, 1203..."

Lu Zheng put down the phone, having just informed Master of the successful outcome, and Master was delighted.

He excitedly licked his lips. If Master really ascended to the position of the Golden Legislator?

Oh, how priceless it would be!

Lu Zheng looked toward the distant Red Fox Hotel. Now, he needed to do was to go in, kill, and then return home.

’Knock!’

A light tap suddenly echoed in his ear.

The sound seemed to resonate in the air beside his ear, but it also struck straight into his soul. Lu Zheng was startled, feeling a sense of disorientation and a loud ringing in his ears,

He looked around but could not find the source of the sound.

"Strange." he muttered to himself.

...

Parliament Building.

"We still don’t know how long this mutation caused by a power struggle will last."

Hu Zhongli said softly:

"In the meantime, I will teach you how to be a good legislator."

Zhou Muniu raised his eyebrows: 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"What does it have to do with me? Won’t my seat be taken away soon?"

"Most likely, but not necessarily."

Hu Zhongli said succinctly:

"If you perform well enough, you could naturally continue to sit in the legislator’s seat."

Zhou Muniu was even more surprised:

"You don’t want to become the Golden Legislator again?"

"I haven’t really thought about it." Hu Zhongli lowered his head, calmly saying, "I want to fully pursue the Innate Realm, I need to stay away from trivial matters."

"Besides, staying behind the scenes isn’t a bad thing. If you encounter any trouble, I can help you solve it....."

He didn’t finish the sentence.

’Knock!!’

A paradoxical, complex, heavy snap sounded by his ear, and not just by his ear.

It also knocked at the ’spiritual place’.

Hu Zhongli’s face showed a look of surprise and doubt:

"Innate? Which great Innate is in the waiting area? Why wasn’t there any notice from below?"

He walked quickly to the window, frowning tightly; an Innate Realm can be said to be the real high-level in the Golden Province,

Part of the Golden Legislators, several deputy directors of the Investigation Bureau, the military department holding power.....

"Could it be, an Evil Cult?"

Hu Zhongli squinted, but he wasn’t too worried, he just frowned deeply, lost in thought.

...

Red Fox Hotel.

1205.

Handing over money, receiving goods.

"Hmm, no problem." The seller looked at the Soul Container, where five authentic Residual Souls floated and drifted, with satisfaction on his face.

He handed over a plaque wrapped in black cloth, smiling brightly:

"The deal’s settled, farewell!"

The seller stepped away, standing in front of the elevator, gently pressing the button.

As he stepped into the elevator,

"Wait."

A frail young voice came over.

Zhang Fusheng had already lifted the black cloth, examining the plaque of "Milo Celestial Palace," his expression darkened.

But the seller did not answer, only pressing the ’close door’ button.

The elevator door slowly closed but suddenly stopped before sealing shut.

Although nothing blocked it.

The elevator door just wouldn’t close.

The seller’s pupils shrank:

"The money and goods are cleared, what, do you want to repent?"

While scolding, he pressed the close button urgently, but the door did not close and was instead forcibly held open by an invisible, intangible force!

Zhang Fusheng carried the plaque and walked over step by step.

Standing outside the elevator door.

He looked at the old man selling the plaque, coldly said:

"The goods don’t match."

Zhang Fusheng opened his phone, clicked on the seller’s picture, the background in the photo was blurry, the plaque of Milo Celestial Palace looked ordinary but exuded an indescribable ’solemnity’.

But this piece in his hand?

Lost that ’solemnity’.

It was clearly a counterfeit.

The seller spoke calmly:

"What’s wrong with it? Whether it’s the imprint or the pattern, it’s identical, not a bit different. Young man....."

His voice suddenly became stern:

"If you’re looking for an excuse not to pay and take the goods, isn’t your method a bit too crude? Shouldn’t we go find a peace officer to judge?? If you ask me, you....."

Five fingers like golden hooks tapped on the old man’s skull.

"Where is the real one?"

"You...!" the old man was furious, wanting to fight back, but suddenly gave up.

The five fingers at this moment exerted force, easily piercing the skin, nailing into the skull!

If the young man continued to exert force.

His head would be gone.

Cold sweat flowed down.

The old man looked into the young man’s calm eyes, his breath became a bit rapid, at this moment it was exceedingly certain——

This guy, really dared to kill in the waiting area!!

Madman!

Madman!!

The old man’s face squeezed out a smile, fresh blood flowing down around his skull:

"This gentleman..."

"Think carefully before you answer me." Zhang Fusheng said calmly: "Or else, you will die."

Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi, who had just woken from unconsciousness, both came out at this time, the door to 1201 also opened,

Liu Cuihua took a curious glance at the two women, then looked with some worry at the young man named Zhang Fusheng, just about to say something,

The old butler held her hand, gently shook his head.

Meanwhile, in the elevator.

The old man stiffly replied:

"This plaque, was entrusted to me to sell by someone, we did sell more than ten pieces, each sold for 98 Pseudo Souls."

"Where are those people." Zhang Fusheng asked indifferently.

"Louis Street, Sixteenth Alley." The old man dared not deceive at all.

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, what’s with this strange name?

He heard the old butler say softly:

"Louis Street is the red-light district within the waiting area, relatively chaotic, but it’s only relative—killing is not allowed in the waiting area."

After a pause, the old butler continued:

"As for Sixteenth Alley, it’s a famous ’Beheading Alley’ on Louis Street, where those who live by fraud, deceit, and other means are entrenched."