"benefit……"

Anderson was slightly startled.

He didn't expect that the other party would ask this.

But soon, Andersson reacted and showed a natural expression.

"Mr. Jack, if you need anything, please tell me... If you agree to join the evening tea party, we will try our best to satisfy you."

Chen Lun grinned, raised his eyelids and pointedly said:

"Since you are an organization of extraordinary people of the destiny path, you must have relatively complete extraordinary knowledge of the destiny faction, right?"

Anderson was relieved.

Jack Spate was born as a wild supernatural being. Although he later joined the Mutual Aid Murder Club, it was the home base of conspiracy path supernatural beings. It was understandable that he lacked the knowledge for subsequent promotions.

That's fine, as long as the other party wants something, then things will be easy to handle...

Anderson thought so.

"Of course, as long as you agree to join us, I will personally deliver the extraordinary knowledge of [Sequence 5 - Juggler] to you as a meeting gift..."

'There really is...'

Chen Lun's mind changed and he already had a plan.

He pretended to be happy and clapped his hands together.

"This is great! I am just missing the follow-up extraordinary knowledge!"

"It's a win-win situation, Mr. Jack."

Anderson smiled in relief.

"How do I join you? Make a verbal commitment or sign a document?"

Chen Lun changed the topic and asked aloud.

Anderson coughed twice awkwardly and explained:

"Of course it is a ceremonial contract signed. Only under the witness of a high-ranking person, the members of the tea party will not betray at will... As the leader of the circus, you should not be unaware of this."

"Well, that makes sense."

Chen Lun nodded in agreement.

At the same time, his mind was racing, thinking about how to maximize his profits.

Andersson flicked his finger, and a small red ball flew out, exploded suddenly, and the explosion of gorgeous dust flew into the air, forming a contract text filled with mysterious words and patterns.

"This is the 'numerology contract' left by the president. After you sign your name, your destiny will be closely linked to the evening tea party..."

Chen Lun looked at the contract and vaguely felt that the person it pointed to was a high-ranking person of destiny.

And made him very familiar with it.

'How come this smell... looks a bit like Howard?!'

Strong doubts and vigilance arose in his heart, so he calmly said to Andersson:

"May I ask, who is the president of your tea party?"

An inexplicable emotion flashed through Anderson's heart.

Almost everyone at the tea party knew that Jack's fate had been manipulated by the president, but as a character in the play, Jack, like all the poor people who had been manipulated by fate, knew nothing of the truth.

He felt that the scene before him was quite dramatic, so he said naturally:

"It's Mr. Howard."

Anderson looked at Jack's confused face and continued to explain with a smile:

"He is a noble saint of destiny, only one step away from the angelic rank... It is a pity that the president is not at the tea party for the time being, otherwise he would be very happy to know that you are joining."

"That's it. I didn't expect that your tea party would have such a rich heritage!"

Chen Lun pretended to be surprised and unaware.

But he was sneering inside.

Anderson would never have imagined that he had already learned the truth from the Cat God Maggie, and he also knew clearly that the man behind his own destiny was none other than Howard!

'It turns out that the evening tea party is His organization...'

Chen Lun thought to himself.

'And these guys under him still want to play me like a fool. Although they have never revealed their plan with the Black Knife Brotherhood from beginning to end, once I sign this contract, it will be equivalent to living or dying with the Twilight Tea Party...

…At that time, we will have to let go of the fight for seats, and even stab the club in the back, in order to help the Black Knife Brotherhood become the Orthodox Church.'

He slowly raised his hand and was about to sign his name on the contract.

Andersson's smile became more obvious, and Weiss's face, which was originally distorted by the backlash, became more ferocious, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

'Howard...'

Chen Lun sneered secretly.

'It's not too much for me to charge some interest.'

His movements froze, and his fingers stopped in mid-air.

Anderson's smile was slightly stiff and he asked with some confusion:

"What's the matter? Mr. Jack?"

"Did you just send two people from your tea party to negotiate with me?"

Chen Lun asked curiously.

A bad premonition suddenly emerged in Andersson's heart, while Weiss beside him frowned.

"Why are you asking this? Do you think our tea party doesn't pay enough attention to you?"

Weiss endured the headache and the resentment in his heart and gritted his teeth.

"Hurry up and sign the contract so we can go back and report..."

Anderson felt his blood surge and he wanted to strangle this idiot to death on the spot.

The other party asked this, and something was obviously wrong. Now he is revealing his own details. Are you impatient?!

As expected.

Anderson noticed that Jack had a strange smile on his face.

"You guys are very good."

This is what the other party said.

"Now that you're here, don't leave..."

There was deep indifference in his calm words.

Anderson's expression changed drastically.

boom!!

A violent explosion occurred suddenly.

Anderson immediately threw two juggling balls, one yellow and one black. The yellow one exploded, while the black one spewed out thick smoke, obscuring his vision.

"Tsk tsk... You almost destroyed Floy's beloved garden. You guys deserve to die!"

Jack's voice came from the smoke.

Anderson helped Weiss with a solemn expression, and suddenly found that the surrounding environment had changed. The surroundings were covered with a layer of blurred blue, and the scene looked a little distorted.

They were dragged into the spirit world!

When exactly...?!

Anderson's pupils narrowed.

"You guy! Not only did you reject our kindness, but you actually dared to take action?!"

Weiss's eyes were red, and he yelled angrily while holding back his headache.

He even cursed a few times.

The gentleman in the black hat slowly walked out of the smoke and stood not far from the two of them, completely unscathed.

"What you're doing is not good for anyone, Mr. Jack."

Anderson said in a deep voice.

"How can it be no good?"

Chen Lun was a little surprised and spoke slowly.

"Zhengchou has no evidence that you are involved with the Black Knife Brotherhood. It must be a great achievement to arrest them all and send them to the Knights of the Round Table... I really want to thank you for coming to our door in person."

"you……?!"
To be continued...