Chapter 89 Wallon, Sabre Dragon, Holy Lord [On the shelves next Friday]
Walong was satisfied after getting part of the treasure. Looking at the dazzling colorful gems in his hands, his eyes were full of joy.
With these gems, not only can they make up for the previous expenses for robbing the talisman, but they can also stabilize their own Black Hand organization. After all, informant fees, transportation fees, and subordinates' wages are still needed for such a large castle.
The cost is a huge expense.
"Boss..." Ah Fen said diligently, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Walon looked at his men and saw that Ah Fen's eyes seemed to be filled with the light of dollars.
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the ninjas of the Holy Lord's Black Shadow Corps beside him. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his heart was full of fear. He couldn't help but tighten the dazzling gem in his hand, quickly put it into the box, and put it on his body.
Under the safe next to it.
"Don't worry, you are one of our own, I won't miss you." Walon truly regards Ah Fen and the others as his subordinates, although none of these subordinates, except Tru, can make him worry-free.
But money, of course, will not be missing from Tohru and the others.
Unless Valon himself has no money.
Hearing their boss's attitude expressed in this way, Ah Fen and the others immediately felt relieved, mainly because they had not been paid for a long time and they also had to eat.
Walon thought for a while, then took out the gem box from the safe and took out a gem. Looking at the light emitting from the gem, his heart was full of distress, and he threw it to Tru and the others like cutting flesh.
"Go, go, change it into money yourself." Valon waved his hand and covered his eyes with his hands, fearing that he would regret seeing the light of the bright gem.
"Thank you, boss." Everyone took the gems and said happily.
Tru and the others happily left the castle, preparing to exchange the gems for money.
The ninjas of the Black Shadow Corps also successfully obtained the rat talisman in Valon's hand.
A ninja respectfully placed the rat charm into the grooves among the twelve charms in the dragon-shaped statue of the Holy Lord.
all of a sudden,
The dragon-shaped statue began to deform instantly, as if there was an inexplicable power giving it life. The body of the Holy Lord began to slowly appear, and his claws stretched out and stepped into the ground.
"Ah, I'm resurrected again!!!" the Holy Lord roared in a low voice.
A huge body stood next to Valon
.
"Holy Lord, is this what you really look like?" Valon looked at Holy Lord, his hand holding the glass of red wine trembled unconsciously, and the red wine in the glass spilled on the table.
The Holy Lord stood up slowly and shook his hand. It seemed that he had not felt this down-to-earth feeling for a long time. This feeling of fulfillment fascinated the Holy Lord.
"Yes, as you can see, this is what I really look like."
"I didn't expect that I was actually cooperating with the legendary dragon." Wa Long looked shocked and couldn't help pinching his arm after speaking.
There was a stinging pain on his arm, and Valon had to believe that it was true.
There are legends about dragons in this world, but no one has ever actually seen a dragon.
"Then Holy Lord, the cooperation between us..." Valon said seemingly unintentionally.
The huge body of the Holy Lord came over and said slowly,
"Don't worry, Valon, the cooperation between us is still effective. As long as you help me get more charms, then the lost treasure of the Golden Rooster King will still be yours."
The missing power in the body made the Holy Master feel a sense of emptiness and an extreme lack of security.
Thousands of years have passed since the last time Archmage Lope sealed the power within the Holy Lord into twelve talismans and took it away, and the Holy Lord turned into a dragon-shaped statue.
For the first time in a thousand years, I recovered my body,
"Wa Long, do you know where Jackie Chan and the others put my talisman?" the Holy Master said quietly,
For the Holy Master, the top priority is to find his own spell.
Get back the power you lost.
Valon calmly wiped up the spilled red wine on the table, poured himself another glass of red wine, and gently swayed the red wine in the goblet.
He crossed his legs and sat on the chair,
"Holy Lord, this is the information I spent a lot of effort to find..."
The Holy Lord stared at Wallon coldly, the red light in his eyes flickering slightly.
Holy Master naturally understood what Walon meant, but he had no intention of keeping his word.
As we all know, the Holy Lord is a devil, and the most untrustworthy devil.
His demonic brothers and sisters know best.
"Walong, don't forget that we are partners..."
As he spoke, the shadow appeared next to Valon, and the ninjas of the Black Shadow Corps appeared beside Valon.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the ninjas from the Holy Lord's Black Shadow Corps beside him. The corners of Valon's mouth twitched unconsciously, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand he placed under the table unconsciously tightened, and he brought it up again, with the expression on his face changing.
, or changed into a smiling face.
"You're right, Holy Lord, we are partners. It's okay to tell you. According to my informant, your spells are now placed in District 13."
Although the situation was lower than that of others, Valon still told the Holy Master the information about his twelve talismans.
"District 13, I remember it, Wa Long." After the Holy Lord finished speaking, he turned around and left the Black Hand Gang station of Wa Long.
"Wait a minute, Holy Lord, where are you going?"
"Of course you are looking for my talisman." The Holy Master said quietly.
Naturally, the Holy Master cannot go to the Thirteenth District alone. As for Valon's few men, the Holy Master feels that there is no hope at all. If he can get the Rat Talisman, he is already burning incense and has bad luck.
After walking out of the Black Hand Gang's castle, the Holy Lord inserted his hand into his body and slowly took out a scroll from his body.
Astonishingly, it was the scroll of Daolong that the Holy Lord had given to his Black Shadow Corps before.
The Holy Master muttered a spell in his mouth, and a light glowed slightly in his hand and attached to the scroll.
The scroll invisible and automatic, escaped from the hands of the Holy Master, and slowly opened in mid-air.
The image of a white-haired and sinister old man began to appear on the scroll. It was Daolong.
"Isn't this my great Holy Lord? What do you want from me?" Daolong asked calmly as he looked at the Holy Lord appearing in his magic jar.
"Daolong, I have found the location of the spell."
One person and one dragon began to plot how to grab the talisman through magic.