I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 184 Adolf doesn’t know how long he has to work
Shiraishi was a little surprised. Jing usually typed, occasionally used voice, and rarely made direct video calls.

He didn't continue walking up, just accepted it with his hands, and walked into the woods outside the steps.

When the screen changed, no one saw Gao Liujing, only the hem of the light blue bathrobe.

One white right foot stood upright, and she was applying toenail polish. Instead of using rose red, she replaced it with purple orchid color, which was in sharp contrast with the white foot.

"You are so leisurely that you still have time to paint this."

Shiraishi complained.

"Haha," Gao Liujing cannot be seen on the screen, but her seductive laughter can be heard, "I am indeed relatively free now, and the high priest has given up on chasing me.

There was no new FBI assignment, and I was staying in a luxury hotel at public expense. "

"I have nothing to do, so I just want to give my feet a beauty treatment."

She said, her hands already smeared to her little toes, and asked, "What do you think?"

"good."

Shiraishi gave his evaluation implicitly.

"Not bad?" Gao Liujing was very dissatisfied with his implicitness and said seductively: "Speak truthfully what you are thinking. Next time we meet, I can consider using my feet to help you~"

The five toes moved, and people couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be stepped on by this foot.

"great!"

Shiraishi quickly changed his words.

Huh, man... Gao Liujing raised the corner of her mouth slightly, put on her unpainted left foot, and continued to apply toenail polish, "Then do you want me to wear black stockings, white stockings or meat stockings? Or purple stockings or panties? Socks? Garters? Knee socks?"

She announced a series of socks and smiled: "Tell me your choice."

"I want them all." Shiraishi answered truthfully.

Gao Liujing paused with her hands, her eyes narrowed into crescent-shaped smiles, "Oh~ can your small body bear it?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding. You'd better think about whether you can hold on. If I get serious, three days and three nights will be as easy as drinking water."

Shiraishi's words are not bragging. He can use the butterfly-turning technique to quickly replenish his energy and turn it into a perpetual motion machine that will never run out.

"Next time we meet, let me try to see if your ability is as strong as your tone."

Gao Liujing accentuated the tone, so that the voice of speaking seemed to be carrying out some indescribable activities, which made Baishi's blood flow back in an instant.

She stoked the fire, but did not choose to clear it up. She asked again: "A big thing happened recently. Have you heard about it?"

Shiraishi leaned against the tree outside the steps and replied: "Are you talking about the Hokkaido matter? I have already solved it."

"Sure enough, you did it."

Gao Liujing's eyes were lowered. Ever since she received the news that the members of the Winter God Sect were killed by unknown people alone, she suspected that it was Bai Shi.

"Even the sky is broken, it's really an exaggeration."

"I didn't ask anyone else to make up for it."

Shiraishi replied that he had set it up so that the sky would automatically heal after 2 minutes.

The reason why it takes 2 minutes is to leave enough time for Chaofan behind to take a look.

Gao Liujing smiled and said: "I heard that the Shinto Alliance took away the credit for this time. Don't you, a hero, want to show up?"

"Forget it, I don't care about that."

Shiraishi shrugged his shoulders. He was not interested in bearing the title of a hero. Once he took on that title, people's moral standards would be imposed on him.

If he takes action during the first crisis but fails to take action in time for the second crisis, people will think, what on earth is the hero doing?
He just wants to live the life he wants at his own pace.

"As long as you have no objection." Gao Liujing continued to paint her toenails.

Shiraishi scratched his head and asked, "When do you plan to come back?"

"Do you really want me to help with my feet that much?"

Gao Liujing asked with a smile.

Shiraishi peeled off the bark of the tree with his fingers and said, "You've been wandering outside for a year and you're not tired of it yet?"

"No." Gao Liujing replied softly, realizing that if he continued, the topic would probably turn to that tangled situation, "Okay, you don't need to think too much, just wash up and wait.

When I come back, I will step on you, my foot control. "

"I don't control feet." Shiraishi retorted, he controls everything.

"Hehe, hang up."

Gao Liujing pointed her finger and ended the video call without giving Baishi time to answer.

She hummed and continued to paint her toenails, coloring them one by one. Looking at the contrast between her toenails and her fair skin, she nodded with satisfaction, "I'm really perfect."

Ding, a message has been sent.

Gao Liujing took a look and saw that it was a message from Bai Shi, "You are so cunning."

A sentence full of resentment.

"You're cunning..." She exited the chat interface and did not reply to the message. She threw her phone on the pillow next to her and landed heavily on the bed, putting her hand on her forehead. "That's right."

Gao Liujing breathed out a breath.

She is always confident in front of outsiders, with an expression on her face that can be calm and composed no matter what happens.

But that's because she doesn't care about money and is indifferent to economic growth.

If you don't care about death, you can smile before danger comes. If you don't care about other people's eyes, you can concentrate on yourself.

However, when something truly worth caring about is in front of her, she will become worried about gains and losses just like ordinary people.

The gap in strength between her and Shiraishi was so great that she worried that one day she would lose attraction to Shiraishi and be abandoned.

Until then, what can she do?

Nothing can be done.

Maybe this idea is a bit pessimistic, but she has seen too many people who are full of passion before they get the thing.

Once you get it, you often get tired of it soon and throw it in the warehouse, mixed with a bunch of garbage left behind from an unknown time.

She was afraid that one day, Shiraishi would have those feelings for her.

So she has to stay away from Baishi, maintain her beauty and self-confidence through the distance, and appear in the posture of mastering Baishi at any time, instead of being mastered by Baishi.

This kind of inferiority complex will only be eliminated when there is no gap in strength between her and Shiraishi.

If she wants to achieve that, she needs to become stronger. If the strength of the seventh realm is not enough, go to the eighth realm. If the eighth realm is not enough, then enter the ninth realm.

She wants to be on the same level as Shiraishi, so that she is not just a companion, but a true partner who can accompany him through a long life together.

That kind of reciprocal relationship is the life she pursues.

Until then, she could only hang Shiraishi.

Gao Liujing knew that her thoughts were too roundabout, but what could she do?

People have different personalities and will always give different answers to the same thing.

Gao Liujing wanted to be as straightforward as Adolf, and wanted to repay Shiraishi whenever she had the chance.

But she can't do it, she can't just focus on the happiness in front of her eyes, her eyes will always look at the uncertain future.

"I'm really asking for trouble." She rubbed her hair with her hands, and there was a knock on the door, followed by Adolf's voice, "Gao Liu, the director has got off the plane, should we go to greet him?"

"No, just wait here."

Gao Liujing replied and regained her composure. If she wanted to become stronger, she needed to use the resources of the FBI.

Without a huge force to rely on, it is very difficult for a person to reach the top, and Shiraishi is an exception that is too rare to serve as an example.

……

At the entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel, a red carpet was laid on the ground to welcome distinguished guests. A man in black, unknown to Adolphe, was orderly clearing a secret space outside the door.

Gao Liujing stood at the door, wearing high heels and golden waves draped over her shoulders. She was dressed in a casual dress. Even ordinary outfits would look charming on her.

"What is George like?"

Adolf asked, she had heard about George's deeds, the Three-Eyed Frenzy in Texas, which created the high priest's reputation, and also brought George, who can get rid of strange influences, into the public eye.

In the following years, the FBI led by him suppressed the Winter God Cult.

He is a very troublesome person, but no one can tell exactly how troublesome he is.

Because he is also a very low-key person, so low-key that he rarely takes action personally.

Gao Liujing thought for a while and answered truthfully based on his own impression: "He is the top capitalist."

"capitalist?"

Adolf asked casually, but was a little curious by the answer.

She thought Gao Liujing's answer would be something like a hero or a hero, but she didn't expect it to be a capitalist.

"George is best at drawing cakes for his subordinates. Normal capitalist cakes are almost never realized, but the cakes he draws can always be realized."

Gao Liujing explained aloud, her blue eyes showing a trace of vigilance, "But you must not have any unrealistic illusions about him. When it's time to give up on you, he won't hesitate at all."

"Most people are deceived by his disguise and are willing to sacrifice their lives for him."

Speaking of this, Gao Liujing solemnly said: "Adolf, you must not believe him."

Adolf thought for a while and said expressionlessly: "Speaking of which, I haven't taken a day off since I started following you. When can I take a day off?"

"There is still a lot of evil in the world waiting for us to eliminate it. How can we rest until the evil is eliminated?"

Gao Liujing answered without blushing or heartbeat.

If he really takes a vacation, this person will probably go directly to Japan to repay Shiraishi.

Her goal was to keep Adolf working until that grateful heart stopped being grateful.

"You are also an incredible capitalist."

Adolf complained.

While they were chatting, an exaggeratedly elongated Bentley drove up, with a man in black riding a motorcycle next to him.

The Bentley parked in front of the hotel and they stopped chatting.

A man in black stepped forward and opened the door, and out stepped a man in brightly colored Hanfu.

George Rockefeller.

He is 1.8 meters tall, has brown hair that covers his ears, is very fluffy, and wears black-rimmed glasses with thick lenses.

The facial features are not the type that are very stunning at first glance. They are the type that make you look more handsome the more you look at them. Your whole body exudes the temperament of a cultured person who has read poetry and books.

George smiled and said: "Gao Liu, thank you for your hard work."

"Are you Miss Adolph? First time we met, I am George Rockefeller."

His voice is deep and rich, with a magnetism that is hard to get rid of.

Definitely someone who is good at speech... Adolf thought to herself, she still stretched out her hand and shook it politely, "Yes."

The man in black next to him showed a little anger on his face, thinking that she was too arrogant, this is the director of the FBI!

George didn't pay attention to her straightforward attitude, with a gentle smile on his face, and continued walking into the hotel, "Let's drink tea and talk slowly."

……

Four Seasons Hotel, the top floor.

This place has been booked by the wealthy FBI, or in other words, the top three floors have been booked by George for the security staff to live in.

He entered the presidential suite and did not allow employees of the level of the man in black to enter. He said, "Jire, let's serve tea first."

"Why do I have to be the one serving tea every time?"

The blond boy emerged from the air, and Adolf showed a hint of surprise on his face. She actually didn't know that there was a fourth person here until he opened his mouth.

Gao Liujing thinks it's normal. Ji Lei can be said to be George's most valued confidant, and his strength is naturally not weak.

"The black tea you make is the most delicious." George replied with a smile, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Adolf sat on the sofa next to him and said bluntly: "Is there anything important for you to come to Seoul in person?"

"Don't be impatient. If we're working, we can talk slowly while drinking black tea."

George smiled. In his eyes, work is not a chore, but a kind of enjoyment. Since it is enjoyment, it is natural to talk about it in the most leisurely atmosphere.

Before the black tea was served, he chose to talk about things other than business affairs, "You should have heard about the things in Hokkaido, right?"

"No." Adolf was very honest, so she was very good at ending the topic in an instant.

Gao Liujing would not comment casually when it came to Bai Shi, saying: "I don't care much about things other than myself."

"I think it's not a bad thing to pay attention to the world once in a while."

George pushed the frame with his hand, and said softly: "Only when you understand the size of the world can you understand how small you are.

We urge ourselves not to slack off, especially in the face of the current international situation, we should see more of the world.

Recently, a young man named Arthur appeared in the British Magic Parliament. He is less than 30 years old and already has the strength of the Seventh Realm.

There is a March Saint in France, Joan of Arc, who walked across the country as an ordinary person, and finally stepped into the extraordinary in front of the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris.

She was accepted into the Holy Knights, and in just three days, she became the leader of the Holy Knights.

Redbeard, the pirate king who rose up in the waters of Somalia and was wreaking havoc on the four oceans, and Santo, the tiger of Siberia..."

The boring information came out of his mouth like a poem, and Adolf seemed to be able to see an epic picture slowly unfolding.

There are countless heroes who have risen in the world.

"Speaking of Japan, I have to mention a mysterious man who single-handedly wiped out more than 3000 members of the Winter God Sect stationed in the Holy Mountain.

Not to mention those miscellaneous fish, there was one whose spiritual pressure reached the level of the eighth realm, but he was still destroyed in a short period of time. "

When George mentioned this, his brown eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, "It's strange that no one in the secret realms of various countries has come forward to admit that this incident was done by themselves."

Gao Liujing spread his hands and said: "Maybe they are too lazy to pay attention to it. Outside of the secret realm, who in the eighth realm can not be bound by heaven and earth?

The so-called ascetics are just struggling hard between the Seventh Realm and the Eighth Realm. "

"That's normally the case."

George smiled and said: "We might as well make a bold assumption. Is it possible that the other party is not in the eighth realm, but in the ninth realm?"

"It's impossible." Adolf shook his head and said: "That kind of thing only exists in theory. For millions of years, no one has really made a breakthrough."

"Times are progressing and nothing is impossible."

George is an extremely smart man. He can always deduce a fact from some information.

No matter how absurd this fact was, he had no doubt about it.

This stems from his confidence in his own mind.

Gao Liujing turned his head and said casually, "You want to find him?"

"Gao Liu, do you think I have a long life?"

George shook his head. He is not stupid. From the incident in Hokkaido, it can be seen that the number of people is meaningless in front of that person.

Did he stupidly move forward to die?Or die?
George didn't believe that he was the only one who had such speculation, but every force made a tacit agreement not to mention it.

The reason is that no one wants to mess with that person.

As a hermit, if you keep hiding, no one will have any objections.

Gao Liujing smiled and said: "I thought you wanted to find the person who asked for tips on how to break through the eighth realm."

"I have my way."

George replied seriously that he was no match for that person now, and he would definitely win in the future.

"The world is too cold and hard, then change to another world. I will seek a breakthrough in another world."

While talking, Jirei came over with brewed black tea.

Pour a cup per person.

George held up the steaming black tea and said with a smile, "We can discuss business now."

Adolf held the tea cup in his hand, blew into it gently, and listened to his business with his ears raised.

"I came to Seoul just to destroy the Fairy Guild."

George took a sip of black tea, and the rich taste spread between his lips and teeth, making him feel relaxed, and he leaned back on the soft sofa.

Adolf raised his head, suspecting that his ears had not heard clearly, and asked: "Destroy the Fairy Guild?"

"Well, are they inhuman beings? Should we kill them as soon as possible?"

George gave his reasons.

Gao Liujing said unceremoniously: "You have the power of substitution, so you want to use them as research materials."

"Haha," George smiled, not caring at all about Gao Liujing's troubles, and acknowledging her words in disguise.

The deal with the Winter God Sect is to help the high priest sneak attack the Wuxiang Old Mother of the Spring God Sect and seize the Ice Scepter.

In exchange for the high priest allowing the FBI to recruit some people when holding Hokkaido rituals.

The number cannot be compared with that absorbed by the Winter God Sect, which is 300 people.

In addition, the FBI also made a lot of money when the extraordinary materials produced by alienation helped to clear up the weirdness.

With both power and materials harvested, George's attitude towards the Goblin Guild has changed. He just wants to put them on the experimental bench and study them carefully so that the powerful armored mecha can go further.

That was his backbone for exploring other worlds.

"High-level spirits are very cunning. I hope everyone will go all out in this operation and not let any of them escape."

George drank the black tea and said with a smile on his face: "The encirclement and suppression operation will be at ten o'clock in the evening. Before then, you can do whatever you want, and I won't disturb you."

……

Night, [-]:[-].

"Cough cough..."

In the dim sewer, the air was filled with a stink that normal people could not bear, and the sound of breathing like a beast could be heard.

Someone was curled up on the ground, blood slowly spreading from underneath him, "Damn it, damn George, damn the FBI!"

Chika Saito cursed, seemingly venting her emotions, but in fact she was just imitating humans.

When human beings encounter betrayal, they will curse the betrayer.

Even if it's of no use.

Doubts flashed through its mind, at this time, why did it still want to imitate human behavior?

Perhaps it was influenced by Merlin.

Thinking of the dead former president, it had complicated feelings in its heart.

As far as a spirit is concerned, it shouldn't have such emotions. However, regret does flash through my heart, as if to verify what the one said, we will also be changed.

"It should be able to see through George's tricks."

Saito Qianhua lowered her head and looked at the injury on her abdomen, knowing that she would not live long and would soon be carried to the experimental table of those Frankensteins.

Like other spirits, the body is dissected into pieces, and the flesh and blood will be made into the core of the strong armor.

Dongdong footsteps sounded.

people coming?Saito Qianhua raised her head, not wanting to make a fearless struggle anymore.

The light of a lamp came on around the corner, and someone came here carrying an old oil lamp. His appearance was ordinary and his eyes had no luster.

"Are you human? No, this smell."

Saito Qianhua thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Evil spirit?"

"Ah."

The man responded, and then his whole body began to twitch, his eyes turned white, and a faint transparent body came out of it. It seemed to be very laborious, and it took him a second or two to get rid of the body. "The fit is low." His body really isn't working."

The electronic sound that could not tell the difference between men and women sounded, and the face of a woman changed to that of a man, "You should not have abandoned Shimura Yosuke in the first place."

"They say they predicted his death." "The future can be changed." "There is nothing wrong with being cautious."

Saito Chika looked at the evil spirits who changed their faces in front of her and didn't quite understand, "Who are you?"

"In human terms, we are an aggregation of evil spirits formed by the fusion of seven high-level evil spirits. But we don't like that name. We prefer to call ourselves the Seven Sisters of Destiny."

A woman's face was explained, but it was replaced by a man's face, "They all said that they don't want to be called that. Doesn't the Seven Demon Gods sound more handsome?"

"Three men and four women. Based on democratic voting, the title of the Seven Sisters of Destiny is obviously more appropriate."

Looking at this schizophrenic evil spirit, Chika Saito interrupted their communication with a blank expression and said: "Do you also want to enjoy my flesh and blood?"

"No, we want to save you, and then you have to provide us with suitable flesh and blood." "By the way, you have no right to refuse us."

As the words fell, the seven sisters of destiny fell into boiling water like snowflakes, integrating into their bodies little by little.

Healing of serious and fatal injuries, injuries that even high-level spirits cannot heal themselves, are actually easily healed by the evil spirit's ability.

"I wish us a happy cooperation."

A voice sounded in her head, Saito Chika didn't speak, she got up silently, plunged into the dirty sewage stream, and swam out at high speed.

(End of this chapter)