Not long after, the man in black robe walked in with a thin young man wearing glasses and an expressionless face.

"Candle Demon, come and sit down!"

With a false smile on Mr. Su's face, he stood up and politely pointed to the sofa to invite him.

The man with glasses frowned slightly, looked at the dim room, pushed up his glasses legs with some discomfort, and stood still without moving.

"Crack!"

Seeing this, the man in black robe turned on the chandelier in the room with a wink. The bright light illuminated the room instantly, but he did not notice the violent murderous intent flashing in Mr. Su's eyes.

The bespectacled man's face softened a little, and he sat on the sofa and said proudly in a slightly hoarse voice: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Candle Demon, how is things going?"

Mr. Su glanced at the man in black robe coldly, and after he wisely exited the room, he stood up and handed the man with glasses a cigarette, sat next to him and asked in a soft tone.

The bespectacled man was very arrogant. He lit up the cigarette and took a nice puff. After slowly blowing out the green smoke, he said with a look of resentment in his eyes: "Don't worry, you are using money to help others to eliminate disasters, let alone Ding Ninghe."

I have an sworn hatred, and this time, I used the oldest and most secret blood curse method, which will make him die slowly without noticing."

"Dying slowly?"

Mr. Su frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "I don't have that much time to wait. I need to die in the shortest possible time."

The man with glasses glanced at him lightly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Young Master Su still doesn't know Ding Ning well enough. I once investigated him and found that he is very mysterious. There will always be some powerful people around him, and

His luck seems to have always been good, and no one dares to worry about it

I was wondering if the people around him knew someone who was proficient in curses. To be on the safe side, I decided to use the blood curse. If Su Shaozhen couldn’t wait and wanted him to die early, it wouldn’t be completely impossible, but in that case, I can’t guarantee that he would.

I won’t find anyone to break my curse, blood

Although the curse is slow to take effect, it is the most secretive type of curse. It will only make him feel slight discomfort in the early stage, just like a common fever and cold, which will not arouse his alertness. In the next period of time, he will have frequent colds.

He had a fever and slowly began to become weak. Before he noticed it,

When the time comes, the blood curse has already penetrated deeply into his limbs, bones and brain, and the pain is simply unbearable. By that time, even if he senses something is wrong, it will be too late to find someone who is proficient in curses to help him break the curse.

, no matter how lucky he is, he will become a madman if he doesn't die."

Zhu Mo said in a calm tone, but Young Master Su noticed that when he spoke, there was a trace of morbid resentment and madness in his eyes. He was immersed in self-imagination and hearty pleasure. It seemed that he could slowly watch

Ding Ning is tortured by the blood curse and dies or becomes a madman. This is his greatest wish in this life.

She couldn't help but feel gloating secretly in her heart, and she didn't know how Ding Ning had offended this perverted guy and made him hate him so much.

Unfortunately, this candle demon is so mysterious that no trace of his origins can be found. It seems that someone deliberately erased all his files.

If he hadn't accidentally witnessed this extremely ordinary-looking perverted lunatic using a curse to brutally kill a person who had just bullied him in the country of Yue, he would not have believed that the ancient curse method really existed in this world, so he

On a whim, he spent a lot of money to hire him to deal with Ding Ning.

Although Zhu Mo was very sure, Mr. Su still reminded him uneasily: "This Ding Ning is not an ordinary person, he is a very powerful warrior."

"I know he is a warrior, but under my curse, let alone a warrior, even a god will definitely die."

A cold and cold light like a poisonous snake flashed under the lenses of Zhu Mo's glasses, and he said with great confidence.

"How long does the blood curse take?

To be effective?"

Mr. Su asked with twinkling eyes. From the day he brought Zhu Mo back to the base, he had no intention of letting him continue to live. However, Zhu Mo could not die until Ding Ning died.

"One month, at most one month, the New Year will be coming soon, let him celebrate the last New Year."

The candle demon put out the cigarette butt, licked his lips, and showed a chilling and evil smile.

"Then I will look forward to hearing the good news from Mr. Zhu Mo. This time, we can only succeed and not fail."

Although Mr. Su really hopes to kill Ding Ning as soon as possible, according to Zhu Mo's wishes, Ding Ning will probably find someone to break the curse that usually takes effect quickly.

Therefore, even if he lost his dog slave and a test base was cracked down by the Chinese government, which put him under tremendous pressure from the organization, he did not intend to rush the candle demon anymore.

Ding Ning has now become a thorn in the side of the organization that has seriously hindered the development of the organization. As long as he can be successfully eliminated, the new leader of Asia Hall, no matter how big of a mistake he makes, will outweigh the merits.

"By the way, find a way to get me more of Ding Ning's DNA, blood essence, hair, and skin tissue. This may speed up the casting of the blood curse."

Just as Zhu Mo was about to stand up and say goodbye, he suddenly spoke.

Mr. Su was stunned for a moment, his expression became a little strange, and he asked in surprise: "Curse also requires DNA?"

"Of course, no matter how ancient things are, they actually contain scientific principles. It's just that the ancient people's technology was not developed enough and they didn't know how to use modern medical methods to analyze these magical things."

Zhu Mo raised his hand and pushed up the temples of his glasses, and said proudly: "I am a person who keeps pace with the times. I am committed to studying ancient curses from a scientific perspective. Maybe I will win the Nobel Prize in the future."

"Then I would like to congratulate Mr. Zhu Mo in advance."

Mr. Su smiled and complimented, but a strange look flashed in his eyes.

If what Zhu Mo said is true, he is really a talent. Perhaps, he can be absorbed into the organization and work for the organization. This will be a great achievement for himself. After all, the organization has been studying occult science, and the curse is obviously

Belongs to the category of occultism.

"It's still too early, but as long as you give me ample funds and time, I believe I will one day crack the real secret of the curse."

Zhu Mo said confidently, waved his hand and turned around to leave: "Don't forget to collect some more of Ding Ning's DNA for me."

"Okay, I'll help you collect it as soon as possible."

Mr. Su watched Zhu Mo's back disappear outside the door, and then the smile on his face gradually dissipated, revealing a look of embarrassment.

Although he said it was easy, it is actually extremely difficult to collect Ding Ning's DNA. Not to mention that this guy is elusive, it is difficult to find his traces, and even if you know his whereabouts, it is difficult to get close to him. Last time it was still

He sneaked into his cousin Zhao Jingjing's dormitory, held his nose and dug out used condoms from the trash can, and then obtained Ding Ning's DNA.

But recently, even my cousin has been protected by strong men. It is not easy to get Ding Ning's DNA.

"New Year is coming soon. It seems that I have to find a chance to visit my cousin."

Mr. Su rubbed his temples with a headache, and secretly made up his mind to start with his cousin.

From an angle that he couldn't see, the candle demon followed the black-robed man walking in the corridor, clenching his fists hard, his eyes shrouded in the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead flashed with unspeakable malice, and he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice.

He murmured: "Ding Ning, I, Wang Bo, was ruined by you. I was expelled from the hospital and had to travel far away. Unexpectedly, I got the inheritance of the curse as a blessing in disguise. How can you, a humble bastard, have everything you have now?"

?Everything should belong to me. I am now looking forward to what kind of wonderful expression you will have when we meet again. When the time comes, I will completely replace you and own everything you have, including mansions and cars.

Beauty, wealth, status, everything is mine, just wait, when I clone your clone, I will hide behind the scenes and enjoy all this for you, hahaha!"

Because he was so complacent, he laughed a little loudly. The man in black robe who was leading the way looked back at him in surprise, wondering why this guy who was as neurotic as Mr. Su was laughing inexplicably.

"What are you looking at? Let me show you the way!"

The candle demon glared at him fiercely and scolded him in a arrogant voice.

The anger in the black-robed man's eyes flashed away, and he wished he could blow his head off with a punch, but he didn't dare. He could only turn his head away in fear and continue to lead the way respectfully.

The Candle Demon is just an ordinary person, but he is Mr. Su's guest. He is not afraid of the Candle Demon, but he is afraid of the moody Mr. Su who regards human life as nothing.

That devil would kill people to vent his anger whenever he was in a bad mood. He had only been the leader of the Asian District for less than two months, and he had killed more than 30 people who were serving him for no reason.

It was better when the dog slave was around. When he was in a bad mood, he would take it out on the dog slave. But since the dog slave disappeared, Master Su's mood has never been better. As long as he is at the base, people will die almost every day.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not want to get close to that demon. Unfortunately, he had no choice. After he was kidnapped by the Goddess organization and fortunately survived the experiment, his destiny was no longer in his control.

In hand.

The man in black robe thought sadly, Mr. Su seemed to be in a bad mood today, maybe he would be killed in the next moment, or he would be completely relieved if he died.

Wang Bo smiled proudly. He liked this feeling of being awed by others. It would give him a sense of psychological superiority over others. This life of having no worries about food and clothing and being able to drink and drink at will made him deeply attracted.

Infatuated with it.

He is not stupid. Ever since he came to this base, he has been very aware of his situation. I am afraid it will be difficult to leave alive. Cooperating with the manic Mr. Su is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.

But he doesn't care. With the curse at his side, he can easily control Mr. Su. Therefore, he has only used Mr. Su's resources and the most advanced experimental equipment here to complete his crazy plan.

What he didn't tell Mr. Su was that the curse inheritance he received was only incomplete. The so-called blood curse might be able to kill ordinary people, but it was absolutely impossible to kill powerful warriors. At most, it could make warriors fall into long-term weakness.

He figured out that Mr. Su was eager to get rid of Ding Ning's lifeline, and kept delaying the time to conduct human cloning experiments, so he needed a large amount of Ding Ning's DNA.

When the experiment is successful, he will control Mr. Su, use his resources to deal with Ding Ning, who is in a weak state, and then find an opportunity to replace him with a clone. He will hide behind the scenes and control silently. After absorbing everything Ding Ning has, he will

He will make his debut, and from then on he will reach the pinnacle of his life, enjoying a life of fame and fortune.

Of course, he would never let go of the stunning beauties around Ding Ning. He had cursed them all, and was he still afraid that they would not obediently crawl into his bed?

Mr. Su walked out of the room and came to a spacious conference room. He picked up the chalk and wrote Ding Ning's name on the blackboard hanging on the wall.

Then, dozens of straight lines were drawn radiating around Ding Ning's name, and at the end of the straight lines were written connections: Governor Du, Minister Jiang, Commander Guan... Girlfriend: Ling Yun; Sister: Ding Qianlie; Sister: Ding Luoxue
Chapter completed!