Roy became a blood slave.

You don't have to work to get paid, but every time you get brought in, you come out with a long period of confusion.

Neglen thought he was drunk, but he didn't know that drunkenness was just a means for him to numb himself.

For he had heard from other blood slaves that the devil was devouring their souls, and that one day they would die in agony.

He tried to escape, but every time he didn't get out of Huacheng, he was stopped and beaten.

After two times, Roy was scared, and he frantically wanted to get out of this desperate situation, but he didn't know what to do.

Now, though, he knows.

Rushing to District 14, Roy breaks into a street controlled by Wood.

After being reported by several small leaders who knew him, and after a body search, he soon met with Wood Donaldown, the actual controller of Wood's gang.

It's a pot-bellied middle-aged man in a custom-made suit, sitting in a lavish office that looks more like a wealthy businessman.

"I, I, I...... I found a rune? Much like ...... Uncle... The runes on the Earl's body. Roy was so nervous that he stumbled when he spoke.

Wood Donald's fleshy face lifted suddenly.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

Roy nodded hurriedly, took out his phone, called up the photo, and handed it over.

The moment Wood Donnashaw saw this photo, his expression changed abruptly.

"Look at him!"

Wood Donnasee instructed the bodyguards in his office.

With that, he grabbed his phone, turned around and pushed open the security door behind his desk, and entered the safe house.

It was a specially built shelter to prevent him from falling into a desperate situation, and of course, it was now his secret room.

There was nothing in this small room, except that the walls were covered with guns.

He fell to his knees, muttering mystical prayers reverently, and with his muttering, a cold aura echoed through the chamber.

Wood Donashaw's face was calm, feeling the change in his breath, and his gaze was cold.

Times have changed since Bolama's death in 2006, and the traditional family-centered gang described in "The Godfather" has gone into decline.

In particular, the impact of the economic crisis in 2008 caused a large number of people to lose their jobs, especially among young people.

They rush into the rich-get-rich? product industry. Impulsive, impatient, unruly, naturally defiant of authority, and even eager to get rich, trying to make a quick buck, they are attacking this ancient industry.

Before 06, Wood only needed to be a wholesaler, and the goods were handed over to the people below for their own distribution.

But now it's different, those damn young people, bypassing them, buying goods from Morocco, and then transporting them from the south of Western Banya to Huacheng, selling their own.

They split into countless gangs, and the two of them dared to provoke large teams, and the AK in their hands was their biggest reliance.

Especially with the increase of immigrants in Huacheng, the increase of various races, and the conflict of various cultural concepts, the quiet and peaceful past is gone forever.

Otherwise, why did Wood Donald spend so much money on a safe house?

In a bad situation, it can be said that the seemingly majestic Wood Donald has long been crumbling.

It's not just him, but the other three are no better.

Their monopoly has disappeared, especially as the economy deteriorates further and more and more people are hitting the industry.

Even washing hands in a golden basin has become an unattainable dream.

Because once he loses his authority, someone will immediately set their eyes on him and try to replace him.

So Wood Donald was saving himself.

By coincidence, he learned a ridiculous story from an ancient book, and out of some kind of teasing, he recited the spell in the book, which actually awakened a mysterious being, Doyle, the Earl of the Blood.

However, after years of experience in blood and fire, he did not panic, but instead established a deal in negotiations.

- He searches for a blood slave for the Count, who provides him with a special ability called "Psionic Vision", which helps him judge the emotional state of his subordinates.

"I said, there's nothing special don't wake me up." The Count's deep voice echoed in Donald's ears.

When Donald looked up, he saw a monster that looked like a bat but had a human body, standing in front of him.

Without further ado, he flipped the phone with the screen down.

Suddenly, the terrifying monster suddenly approached him, scarlet eyes, staring at him: "Where did you find it?" ”

"I need more vision!" Donald was undaunted.

The Earl stared at Donald's eyes and said for a while, "Deal!" ”

Donald said without blinking, "In a stonecarver's house." ”

"Stonecarver?" The Count showed a hint of mockery: "Preaching? Simply stupid! Find out who is behind it as soon as possible, and I'll give you a longer vision. ”

Donald smiled, "No problem. ”

"I'm waiting for your good news." After the earl finished speaking, his huge body suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and shrank into the ancient book.

Donald's smile tucked away, he took a deep look at the ancient book, and turned to leave.

……

……

After returning from Franks, Chang Dong became more and more low-key.

Although Dawn Capital is making great progress, frantically acquiring the semiconductor industry and forming his own semiconductor empire, his mind is obviously no longer on this.

He began to fade the impact on the company.

But Chang Dong wanted to downplay the impact, and in December 2017, a notice on the filing of P2P rectification completely changed the P2P industry, and also made Chang Dong once again appear in the field of vision of many allies.

You must know that when Yin Huaishu led the Beishan Club to set up a P2P platform, he focused on pulling Changdong into the group.

However, although Chang Dong joined the house, he didn't care about it.

However, at several strategic meetings at the beginning of the establishment, Chang Dong pointed out that the good and bad caused by the blooming of P2P will inevitably attract supervision, which will take up to half a year.

Therefore, he suggested that the company should develop conservatively, accumulate strength, and wait until the industry changes dramatically, and then take the opportunity to ride the wind and sway for 90,000 miles.

Chang Dong's prestige made the meeting follow his advice.

Although some people inevitably doubted it, in the end, it turned out that Chang Dong was right.

After this notice was issued, the P2P industry can be described as full of mourning.

However, the Cinda financial platform established by the Beishan Club, as Chang Dong said, has soared to 90,000 miles!

On the cusp of the huge storm, Yin Huaishu proposed a meeting overnight to discuss the follow-up development, focusing on Chang Dong and asking him not to be absent.

Everyone knows that Cinda Wealth Management was able to avoid this big crisis thanks to Changdong's early warning.

Chang Dong, who received Yin Huaishu's call, hung up the phone barely to his senses, and the whole person almost fell into madness.

His spirit kept taking the form of an Ibilisian black-winged angel, and wisps of deadly murmurs swirled around his ears.

That's Prima's prayer!