In a small restaurant.

Zhu Ziran and the lobby manager were standing together, Carl was standing with the brunette with a packing belt, the two sides were facing each other, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward

The manager coughed dryly, stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Carl's clothes, and asked quietly, "Come on, are you stepping on two boats?" (Spanish) "

"Manager, how many times do you want me to say that I don't know the two of them. I don't even know the name of the young lady who just went out with me (in Spanish)," Carl said with an innocent expression.

The manager didn't believe Carl's words at all, he angrily grabbed Carl's collar and roared, "Tell me the truth!" (Spanish)"

"You, come out for a moment. (English)" Zhu Ziran said, pointing to the black-haired woman.

The black-haired woman stuffed the two steaks into Carl's hand and followed Zhu Ziran out.

Outside the door, the two of them asked in unison, "You were also sent by Mr. Tianji?" (English)"

"You were also sent by Mr. Lanner? (English)"

"Lanna? Haha, so you're a remnant of the Marais cult! Your old nest has been wiped out by the Superpower Association, is it possible that you still want to resurrect it? (English)" After hearing this, Zhu Ziran couldn't help but laugh.

"You fart cult! I see, you're from the Hidden Alliance! The lackeys of the Yonade consortium! (English)" the brunette replied angrily.

"Guess right, I'm a member of the Hidden Alliance, and if you know each other, get out. (English)" Zhu Ziran said proudly.

"You're the one who should get out! The brunette took off her coat to reveal her perfect bumpy figure, and all the men on the side of the road stopped and admired it in a daze.

"What do you mean by that, being a hooligan in the streets? (English)" Zhu Ziran sneered.

"Listen, everybody! Whoever can teach this bitch for me, I will give her my first kiss. (Spanish)" the brunette shouted with a seductive look on her face.

At the same time, bursts of strange body fragrance emanated from the brunette's body, and all the men around were seduced by the smell that stimulated their male hormones, and involuntarily stood behind the brunette with a submissive look.

"It seems to be the same type of ability as me. (English)" Zhu Ziran muttered to himself.

"Beat her! (in Spanish)" the brunette ordered.

The men standing behind the black-haired woman all lost their minds and rushed to Zhu Ziran.

Zhu Ziran smiled indifferently, and just as she was about to activate her ability, a man in a red suit blocked in front of her, and the person who came was Mr. Manager, who only had one relationship with her!

"What kind of ability are you men bullying a woman! (in Spanish)" exclaimed the manager in awe-inspiring rage.

However, Zhu Ziran didn't appreciate it, she patted the manager's back, and said helplessly: "Can you let me?" It's none of your business. (English)"

The manager will be mistaken, pat his chest and promise: "Don't worry! I'll protect you! (English)"

I saw the manager shouting at the door of the store: "Carl! Hurry up and call all the brothers in the store to help! (Spanish)"

"Okay, manager. (in Spanish)" Carl responded.

"Don't do it yet, wait. (Spanish)" The brunette laughed.

A few minutes later, Carl and the clerks were on the side of the brunette.

"You guys (in Spanish)!" The manager choked.

"Mr. Manager, your mind is quite firm. Are you sure you can't come? (Spanish)" the brunette said teasingly, pulling down her collar and winking at the manager.

"You're trying to seduce me with your body? This is simply an insult to me! (Spanish) "The manager wanted to reprimand the brunette like this, but the tits were too big, and eventually, Mr. Manager also defected.

"Hey, there really isn't a man to rely on." Zhu Ziran said speechlessly, and then, a trace of pink gas that was difficult to catch with the naked eye drilled into the bodies of these people, and these men who wanted to work for the black-haired woman all changed their eyes, looked at the black-haired woman with dull eyes, and surrounded them. The brunette who sensed that something was wrong finally put away her cynical attitude, and she shouted in a panic, "What are you looking at, go and beat her!" (Spanish)"

"Stop shouting, they've been controlled by me. Then again, what's the matter with you? Why doesn't my ability work for you? Oh! I see, you're an android! I said, how can a capable person be willing to die for Lanna. (English)" Zhu Ziran suddenly realized.

"The great wisdom of the Sect Master, you mortals will not understand. The brunette said angrily.

"I'm too lazy to understand, I'll arrest you first. (English)" Zhu Ziran sneered.

"Catch me? I advise you not to do this, you should know what the consequences will be if you push me into a hurry. "The brunette threatened.

Zhu Ziran looked stunned, and then she remembered one thing: there were bombs planted in the bodies of artificial people, and it was almost impossible to capture them alive.

"Let me go, Carl will be yours, otherwise, the jade will be burned. (English)" the brunette continued.

Zhu Ziran hesitated for a while, and agreed unpleasantly: "Okay, you can go." (English)"

After more than ten minutes, all the passers-by who were controlled by Zhu Ziran fell on the street, only Mr. Manager returned to his restaurant, he fell asleep on the dining table, with an extra check and a piece of letter in his hand, and the content of the letter was only a few words: Don't make a noise about today's events, otherwise you will die, Carl I will take it away.

About five kilometers away from the small restaurant, a gunshot rang out, and the brunette who had been shot in the back of the head fell to the ground, and then a small mushroom cloud rose from the place where the brunette fell.

Zhu Ziran stood in the distance and watched coldly, with a cruel smile on his face, and said to himself: "Hmph, you still dare to threaten me, can you run away?" ”

Karl followed Zhu Ziran like a marionette, looking at the mushroom cloud with blank eyes.

The closest to the scene of the explosion was a Mexican policeman, who looked at the smoking barrel in his hand and the explosion in front of him, bewildered.

Las Vegas, Sail Las Vegas.

David Hibbert was swimming in his vault, and he exchanged most of the wealth he had earned over the years for gold coins, and then asked someone to build a pool in his private vault that was 50 meters long, 25 meters wide and 2 meters deep, and filled it with gold coins. Every night, David would personally throw a few bags of gold coins into the pool and swim in it for half an hour.

David wears a gold key inlaid with emeralds around his neck, which is the key to his vault, and he sees it more important than the root of life and the son, even if he takes a bath, he will not take it off, but fortunately, this golden key is relatively small and does not affect his daily life.

At that moment, the walkie-talkie he had placed by the pool rang, and David leisurely swam over and turned on the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the boss that someone won 5 million meters in the casino, and we suspect that the other party is cheating, but we have no evidence. (English)" the staff reported.

"It's only five million meters of gold, what's all the fuss, and occasionally there will be such a lucky person. David said disapprovingly.

"But boss, he won so much from a hundred meters of gold. (English)" explained the staff.

"What!? Then he must be out of the woods! You're not going to put superpowers in, are you? "David was taken aback.

"Report to the boss, there is no response from our psychic force detector. (English)" replied the staff.

"Forget it, I'll come down right away, and you continue to keep an eye on this man. (English)" David commanded.

David hung up the pager and casually climbed out of the pool, showing his strong and well-developed chest muscles, he was just about to change his clothes, the walkie-talkie rang again, and he asked impatiently, "What's wrong?" (English)"

"Boss! The big thing is not good, that person won another 10 million meters of gold! (English)" exclaimed the staff.

"What's the fun? (English)" David frowned.

"Texas Hold'em. (English)" replied the staff.

"Winning the player's money? That's none of our business. "David didn't have a good air.

"It's the money from the casino that wins, and it's the gunners we send out. The staff replied cautiously.

"I've got a bunch of pigs! You can still lose money at your own casino! What does the dealer eat? What are these stinky old men doing to eat!? David said angrily.

"Don't be angry, boss, that guy still has to gamble, or shall we call Mr. Simon?" (English)" the staff member asked.

After all, David is the boss, he quickly calmed down, maybe the casino really has a master. He thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Call Simon, don't let that person continue to gamble, find a beautiful woman to drag him, and I'll come right away." (English)"