Chapter Fifty-Three: With... Violent?

Casillas didn't answer immediately, snorting lightly, squinting at the large smoke-emitting hole caused by Yan Yan's lightning strike, and was silent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, with a polite smile like a fox on his face, his palm was behind him without a trace, ready to pull out the ghost pill from the storage space of the system at any time, at ten times the speed of his ordinary people, he only needed a sword to cut Casillas's throat, as for the remaining young mages? But it's just a bunch of no-brainers!

Casillas felt a chill rush from his heels to his head, like a mouse targeted by a poisonous snake, goosebumps broke out all over his body, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

After a deep groan, Casillas raised his hand to tell all the fanatics to retreat, and then he stared at the confusion and asked, "Why are you helping me?" ā€

Casillas is very smart, although he was surprised, but he was not carried away, this is a very critical question, why did Yan Yan help them? The advent of Dormammu did him no good!

Yan Yan sat down casually without care, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Of course it's for money!" What could be more important in the world than gold? Hey! As long as people have needs, I will be happy to solve problems for them, provided that they are paid enough, of course. ā€

"I need a real reason!" Casillas' wandering gaze swept over Yan Yan's face, and he said in a low voice, "You know very well how powerful Kama Taj is, you are a smart person!" Even the most money-hungry businessmen don't mess with them just for gold! I need your true purpose, otherwise, I can't work with you with confidence. ā€

Yan Yan pursed his lips, two faint clouds of smoke erupted from his nostrils, and he pretended to be deep, "Okay! All right! Since you insist on asking, I don't want this little problem to hinder our pleasant cooperation. ā€

After pondering for a moment, Yan Yan whispered with a fierce look in his eyes, "Since you know my existence, you should also know that Mo Du's stubborn bastard is eyeing me!" ā€

Casillas raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Mordo has already gone looking for you?" ā€

Staring at the beads of his eyes, Casillas looked Yan Yan up and down in astonishment, although he was called a senior brother in Kama Taj Mordo, in fact, most of the mages were taught by him, so he was very aware of Mordo's strength, as well as his attitude towards Yan Yan, a sacred person who desecrated magic!

Being able to survive from Mordo's men, Casillas's evaluation of Yan Yan in his heart suddenly rose to another level.

"That's right! He's coming for me! Yan Yan spread out his hands, snorted with a wry smile, "I have suffered a lot in the mirror world, although I was lucky to defeat him, but unfortunately the ancient master appeared!" I didn't manage to kill him! What's worse is that he resents me even more, and I have never let anyone who wants to kill me live in the habit of living in the world. ā€

"So, any enemy of Kama Taj is the one I work with!" Yan Yan spread out his hands and said casually.

Casillas looked at Yan Yan in amazement, dumbfounded!

He originally just thought that Yan Yan used props to escape from Mo Du's hands, but he didn't expect that things were completely different from what he thought, it turned out that Yan Yan almost killed the powerful Mo Du, and it was still in the mirror world?

Raising his eyebrows, Casillas confirmed that Yan Yan was definitely not lying, thought for a while, suddenly shook his head with a smile, and said with a grin, "Since this is the case, I am very willing to cooperate with you!" Mr. Yan! Don't know how you can help us? And what do you need me to do for you? ā€

At the mention of business, the smile on Yan Yan's face suddenly became brighter and brighter, he took out the list of goods from his arms numbly, grinned with his eyebrows, and said quickly and easily, "Since you have organized your own sect, you naturally have to continuously enhance the strength of the members!" And I can provide magic equipment for the fanatics, and for the sake of our friendship, I will give you the most reasonable price! A mist of trickery that can be invisible, a shadow talisman that can be invisible!! A Wraith Staff that can enter the soul state!! Not! And this handsome cloak that can increase magic affinity and increase magic resistance!! And these...... Definitely the most fitting equipment for magicians! ā€

Every time Yan Yan listed a piece of equipment, Casillas's eyes suddenly brightened, but when he saw the long list of numbers behind the items, his face turned pale, and he suddenly realized what kind of person he was facing.

After hesitating for a while, Casillas interrupted Yan Yan, who was excited about the introduction, with a bitter face, and hummed embarrassedly, "Yan! Not! Mr. Yan, our club has only been established for a short time, and currently... Not! At present, I can't afford Dabi's expenses! So... Can you ......?"

"No money!" Yan Yan paused for a moment, then touched his chin, and the appearance of the only four female fanatics he had just seen flashed in his head, okay! Although one or two of them can be used to warm the bed, this is a big business with tens of thousands of gold coins.

"Friends to friends, business to business! I open the door to do business, I can't do it without money! Not! Do you have any valuable treasures? Gold coins from the Age of Old Magic? Pouting, Yan Yan sighed in embarrassment, and then raised his eyebrows and said seductively, "Or, can you ...... With violence!? Looting vaults, kidnapping for ransom, this is New York, and the rich people of the world are here. ā€

Yan Yan's head accurately recorded the location of every bank and gold bank in New York, and these well-guarded vaults were simply brothels with wide doors open in front of the mage's ability to shuttle through space, allowing you to enter and exit.

Yan Yan grinned, anyway, those people had nothing to do with him, those gold jewels, rather than in the dark vault, it was better to carry them in his pocket.

Casillas's stunned round eyes were about to fall out of his sockets, he could hardly believe his ears, as a magician, Yan Yan could actually say such bastard words with a natural expression and a shameless face, he now understood why Mo Duhui couldn't help but want to kill him.

Even if he began to doubt the faith in his heart, even if he believed in the evil god Dormammu, he still had the pride of a magician, how could he do such a thing as using magic to steal.

"It doesn't have to be violent!" Yan Yan crooked his mouth, lowered his head and thought for a while, and muttered, "After all, he is a magician, he only needs to recruit a rich person to show a few hands at will, teach them some aphrodisiac methods, longevity techniques, and those rich people don't take the initiative to throw money at you?" ā€

The corners of Casillas's mouth twitched for a while, and he was shocked when he heard it, and hurriedly stopped Yan Yan from continuing, "Mr. Yan! Money thing, we'll take care of it! Not! If I do something for you, then give me some payment, I think it makes sense. ā€

Yan Yan's head was happily outlining countless tricks to make money quickly, and he clicked his mouth unsatisfied, frowned, his face was full of hesitation, and he thought about it for three or four breaths, and then said slowly, "I do have a little bit of a small thing that I need your help with!" But, as you know, these are extremely precious magical equipment. ā€

With a light cough, Yan Yan made a heart-wrenching row of tables with a good face, and solemnly placed two bottles of trickery mist on the table in front of the two of them.

"Stalker's favorite! The Mist of Trickery is of the highest quality, which can be used to achieve collective invisibility for a certain period of time, and costs 1,000 Ancient Gold Coins per bottle! Not! I think this will help you get the Book of Cagliostro! I can pay for it! ā€

Yan Yan had a pretentious generosity on his face, but anyone with eyes could see his extreme heartache from the corners of his mouth that kept twitching.

Collective stealth?

Casillas's eyes lit up suddenly, of course he knew what such a prop meant, he grabbed the two bottles of trickery mist on the table with his hands and feet, just stuffed them into his arms and disappeared in the blink of an eye, looking at Yan Yan solemnly and said in a deep voice, "I'm happy to cooperate with you, Yan!" Tell us what you need us to do for you! We will be honored. ā€

With these two bottles of trickery, Casillas had a better grasp of stealing the Book of Cagliostro, and if they found a gap where Gurri was not in Kama Taj, they had a good chance of succeeding.

Although Casillas has a good talent, he doesn't have any magic props on his body at the moment, and the members of the same fanatics are all aware of it, and they have never seen a treasure, eagerly carrying the fog of trickery into his arms, which suddenly made Yan Yan laugh strangely in his heart, I really don't know what kind of expression Casillas would have if he knew the true price of the fog of trickery.

"It's a very simple thing!" Yan Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, two wine glasses magically appeared in his hands, Yan Yan grinned and said, "We just finished our first business!" For the sake of our long-term cooperation in the future, we should have a drink now!"

Casillas nodded repeatedly, although magicians have always forbidden drinking in order to concentrate, but today is a happy day, and it is not impossible to make an exception for this.

"Speaking of future business! Not! My friend, I would like to give you a small gift! A free gift! Yan Yan pursed his lips and smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a white dove flew out of his hand like a magician, deftly circled the heads of the two, and landed on Casillas's shoulder.

"This is my personal carrier pigeon! If you have any needs in the future, you can contact me through this little cutie! Yan Yan squinted his eyes and smiled without any abnormality.

Seeing Casillas caressing the feathers of the white dove messenger, Yan Yan suddenly laughed a few times in his heart, and when the messenger followed him to Kama Taj, the mysterious holy place of the ancient inheritance would also unfold in front of Yan Yan.