Wrath of the Dragon God does have some magical abilities, but it is not as scary as No Stanley imagined.
It is true to use the power of divine weapons to build a divine dragon shield to block mercenary bullets.
But trapping the entire bedroom and making North Stanley lose control of his body was just an illusion.
If it is a mage or someone with a strong heart, it will not have any effect at all.
After all, the Wrath of the Dragon God is not omnipotent, it just exerts the power of the resentful spirit and affects the consciousness of everyone present.
Just the bullets all over the ground and the bloody Monterigo right in front of them had already made everyone lose their sense of proportion.
Yang Haoran smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really worried that North Stanley would not be affected by the illusion, which would be really troublesome.
After all, this is Yurma City, North Stanley's territory.
No matter how strong Yang Haoran was, it would be difficult for him to break out of the encirclement of the entire mercenary group by himself.
Now Yang Haoran was very satisfied with this result, so he instantly removed the illusion of Dragon God's Wrath, and the bedroom returned to normal.
In a few minutes at most, Yang Haoran's power would be unable to maintain the illusion of the dragon god's wrath.
Moreover, the power of Dragon God's Wrath is also limited and cannot be used in unlimited amounts.
Especially the Divine Dragon Shield, which does look majestic and domineering, but it also consumes the most energy.
If the number of mercenaries increased several times, the power of the Dragon Shield would be quickly consumed, and Yang Haoran would inevitably be beaten into a sieve.
But now, everything is developing for the better.
Especially North Stanley's fearful and uneasy expression made Yang Haoran very satisfied.
The most tragic thing was Monterigo, who was still rolling on the ground and howling horribly.
No Stanley hesitated for a moment, never daring to be as arrogant and arrogant as before.
"Mr. Yang Haoran, can you stop punishing Monterigo?
I think he has realized his mistake and he will never show any disrespect to you."
Yang Haoran maintained a mysterious expression and walked to Monterigo's side.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, Yang Haoran lifted up the Wrath of the Dragon God and put it down.
The Dragon God's Wrath hit the ground heavily, making a soul-shaking sound.
Then miraculously, Monterigo, who was in so much pain, suddenly calmed down.
Although he looked miserable, his face covered in blood still showed the joy of surviving the disaster.
A guard came over and helped Monterigo up, and then someone handed him a towel and simply wiped the blood off his face.
"Dear Mr. Yang Haoran, I sincerely apologize to you.
Please forgive me for my ignorance, I am willing to offer the Dragon God's wrath and everything you want with both hands."
As an international businessman, knowing how to adapt and adapt is the most basic quality.
When he realized how scary Yang Haoran was, he immediately adjusted his attitude.
As for the ownership of Dragon God's Wrath, after experiencing the horror just now, he no longer wants to keep it.
You can make more money if you lose it, but if you lose your life, you really have nothing!
What's more, 100 million is not a huge amount of money for Monterigo.
At most, it can be regarded as a failure in business.
Yang Haoran smiled softly, it was most pleasant to deal with people who knew current affairs, and there was no need to beat around the bush.
"I do have one more request. I hope you can do me a favor." Novel
Monterey and Stanley looked at each other, feeling uneasy.
The conditions proposed by people like Yang Haoran are definitely not too simple.
But under the current circumstances, the two of them really didn't have the courage to refuse.
No Stanley bowed slightly: "If you have any requests, feel free to put them forward. As long as it is within our capabilities, we will do our best."
Monterigo then expressed his position: "General North Stanley is right. I will do my best to meet your requirements."
Yang Haoran smiled slightly: "You don't have to be so nervous, it's just a small thing for you.
The boss of Dell City contacted a seller and wanted to sell the Thousand Buddha Cave relics he had.
As a property dealer, Mr. Monterigo must know what that means.
If I were to come forward in person, it would be a trivial matter to be ripped off. I'm just afraid that the other party would manipulate me.
So, I hope you can come forward and buy that batch of goods.
Also, you don’t have to worry about the payment, I will deliver it to you exactly."
What Yang Haoran lacked was not money, but someone who knew the business and had the ability to buy the goods. Monterigo was the best candidate.
Coupled with North Stanley's influence, I believe that the other party will not and dare not do anything.
Monterigo breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt a little happy.
Not to mention that Yang Haoran decided to pay for it out of his own pocket, even if he was asked to pay, Monterigo didn't have the courage to refuse.
This is especially true for North Stanley, because this matter is mainly aimed at Monterigo and has little to do with him.
"It turns out it's a treasure from the Thousand Buddhas Cave. I think I understand it. Please rest assured that I will definitely give you a satisfactory result."
Monterigo made a very confident promise.
For an internationally renowned property dealer like him, this is just a very common thing.
"In this case, I will tell Yekaterina that once there is news from the seller, I will contact you as soon as possible."
"Okay, Mr. Yang Haoran."
Yang Haoran had no intention of staying in Yurma City, so he proposed to return to Dell City.
No Stanley was naturally happy, and after a few perfunctory words of apology, he sent his men to drive Yang Haoran away.
After Yang Haoran left, Nuo Stanley's face suddenly darkened.
"Monterigo, look at the good things you've done?
If it weren't for you, how could we be in such a mess?
And that Yang Haoran is simply too abominable!"
Monterigo was startled when he saw North Stanley gnashing his teeth.
Don't let Stanley take revenge on Yang Haoran, otherwise he will definitely be the first to be unlucky!
Especially when he thought of the unusual scene before, Monterigo felt shuddering.
"No Stanley, you must be careful and don't be impulsive.
Eastern wizards are the most mysterious profession in the world. Anyway, I am the main one who suffers this time. You'd better forget about this matter as soon as possible.
If you want revenge, disaster might befall you!"
North Stanley's fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't actually intend to retaliate.
Monterigo's concerns also frightened him. It was not worth taking huge risks just to vent his anger.
And Monterigo was right, it was Monterigo who suffered the most this time.
After thinking about it this way, North Stanley finally felt somewhat mentally balanced.