Chapter 341: The Mastermind, the Best Employee

"1.0 Pawn·Silent King" won't work!

"2.0 Pawn·Emperor" won't work!

"3.0 Pawn·Meng Yi" won't work either!

"Transmigrator·Meng Yi" gains the blessing of the "Microscopic Domain," his immortality far exceeding the Rule Star God race, and even a notch stronger than the "Chaos Gods."

During his rise, every death is the "divinity" of the mastermind eroding the "humanity" of the "Transmigrator·Meng Yi."

War

He needed these people. During these days of adventuring abroad, he finally saw a special opportunity—an opportunity that would allow him to possess his own country: slaves.

The man before him was full of nobility. As a merchant, You Jingyan should not be too easygoing.

Most importantly, this enterprise was actually suspected of embezzling state assets. It was simply lawless.

Yang Ye looked at the items placed there and nodded, saying, "Very good, hurry up and burn these things over to me!" Yang Ye quickly took out a lighter and ignited the items in front of him.

Until now, Qin Yuyan did not even know Wu Hao's name. How could one not know the name of their savior after a life-saving grace?

The secret guard nodded and turned to leave. Huo Yan looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, he drove a surging wave of fire toward Duan Wei. Both of them used nearly all their strength, stirring up a terrifying momentum as they met each other.

The American team athlete Alode, who had been neck-and-neck with him, hadn't even passed the eighth hurdle by the time Chu Feng reached the finish line, while other athletes hadn't even passed the seventh.

Li Zirang chuckled. If possible, he certainly wanted to replace the person in power on Jeju Island with someone from the Renju Li family.

No... actually, one shouldn't call it ugly. His ugliness wasn't innate. Originally, his face wasn't handsome, but it couldn't be called ugly either; it could only be considered an exceptionally ordinary face.

If it weren't for Xiao Yurou, Xue Dongyi probably wouldn't have known until his death that he was merely a puppet under Meng Zong. All that talk of being as close as father and son, the power of the Demon Sect, family affection, friendship—all emotions were fake.

The Green Dragon Gang relied on the Meng family to establish vast industries. Because their foundation was deep, they had fixed properties and businesses in every major city on the East Island, operating systematically. Thus, among all the gangs, they were the first to end the era of gangsters occupying land and acting as kings.

"The inheritance of Senior Lian Lingzi?" Grasping his fist slightly, upon realizing that this was a body of condensed soul, Lin Han's expression tightened again, and his face gradually became incomparably solemn.

"Roar! You dare!" Seeing the opponent actually discuss a countermeasure, Di Hu couldn't help but roar in anger. But just as he was about to go and relieve the situation, he was entangled by his previous opponent.

Repairing the Soul-Sealing Cauldron, a major task, Captain Hua handed it to the police station's technical department. The two jade plaques could no longer subdue the thousand-year-old snow fox demon. Zhang San, sitting in the interrogation room, refused to open his mouth to explain the process of escaping from the underground palace. Why? He didn't tell everything. Where exactly did the ancient painting go?

Xie Mu attacked crazily. Anyone who dared to stop him was buried in a sea of blood, and the way these people died was extremely ugly. He completely lacked the reason a human should have; when a beast kills, what beauty can there be?

General Manager Feng Netherworld introduced the company to Li Hao while leading him on a tour. Li Hao's visit caused the ordinary employees in the company to stop their work one after another and look at him. For the past two days, there had been rumors within the company that a new boss would come to inspect. This left many employees with no heart for work.

This was a very deep courtyard, with countless guards in the open and in the dark. Their strength was extremely high; the weakest was at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Profound Rank.

They were used to being arrogant here, and suddenly having someone stop them made them feel they had lost all face. ===== CHAPTER 342 =====