The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 120 Somo Divine Wine
  Sure enough, Zhu Mingyao thought to himself.

He had guessed at the first glance, mainly because this Hank looked so much like his brother the police chief who was killed by the Indian wizard Quinn, especially the goatee mustache, which was exactly the same.

"I'm not just seeking revenge for him..." Zhu Mingyao shook the other person's hand solemnly and said loudly.

"But to avenge all the innocent people who were killed!"

First, draw the glorious image aside so that you can ask for the price later when you choose something.

Nick and the others on the side did not know the philistine thoughts in his heart. They just sighed at his noble moral character and at the same time felt more and more that this new friend was indeed the right one.

Hank Griffin looked even more excited. He grabbed his hand and shook it hard a few times before letting go after a while.

"Okay, don't waste time, let me... let's enter the treasure house and take a good look at it." Teresa raised her hands and shook her fingers, her nails blackened by the strange paint trembled wildly, and drew a pattern in the air The afterimage seemed to be even more excited than Zhu Mingyao, the real owner.

Nick's expression was slightly helpless, he glared at the old money-crazy girl who had a bad temper, and led everyone to the end of the corridor.

After a series of complicated and tedious operations between him and the young Cole, a hexagonal silver-blue door with a somewhat crystal texture slowly opened.

The warehouse behind the gate is about half the size of a basketball court. Rows of alloy shelves are neatly arranged and filled with silver-gray boxes of various sizes. Zhu Mingyao looked up and saw that the style was clearly related to Christmas night. He has the same treasures that Bai Ziyuan embezzled.

"You can choose from all the items inside." Cole said and handed over a list and pointed out carefully:

"It has an introduction and pictures of the warehouse's collections. The categories are divided into items, consumables and materials."

Zhu Mingyao took the list and glanced at it, secretly marveling at the richness of the official collection. The warehouse he saw in front of him included all the major extraordinary power systems. Not only were there a wide variety, but the grades and quality were also quite high.

The incense burner inlaid with gold and treasures, the jade Ruyi as red as fire, the copper magical sword swallowed by a tiger... The items at the top of the list are all based on his extraordinary professional faction. They are obviously ordered. Thoughts.

Following closely behind are the Bayeux Sutra filled with Sanskrit paintings, the simple and solemn marble cross, the Eye of Horus made of gold...there are so many of them that it is difficult to describe them all.

Anything inside that is taken outside is a good product worthy of ordinary extraordinary people fighting for, and such a tempting treasure house is now opening its door to itself.

Faced with such temptation, I'm afraid few people can resist it, just like Teresa on the side. Her eyes are shining now, looking at the dazzling collections on the list, her saliva is about to flow out. If her brother hadn't died, He grabbed her tightly, fearing that this money-obsessed girl would rush out on the spot and rob her.

Cole put his hands behind his back and looked at the visitor who seemed to be shocked, with a look of pride in his eyes.

Today I invited Zhu Mingyao to come and personally select the rewards. The Special Investigation Bureau had the intention of showing off its financial resources and seizing the opportunity to win over. Otherwise, it would just be a matter of sending the list over, so why take the extra step of taking people to the warehouse.

Supervisor Charles said in his report on the last mission that in addition to his excellent strength, this young target was also extremely noble in character (easy to fool) and had the courage to help others (hopeful of attracting help), so the superiors designed today's mission. A play.

"Do you only have the items on the list in your collection?"

Zhu Mingyao's sudden words attracted his attention.

Cole raised his eyebrows and said with a bit of pride. "Of course not, Mr. Milhaud, our collection is divided into three areas ABC according to quality. There are more than 20 warehouses of various sizes. What you see is only one of them. Depending on your merits, you can be in any one below B level. Choose from items.”

"Including B1 level ones?" Zhu Mingyao asked abruptly.

"Of course...it seems that you have some understanding of this." Cole was slightly surprised, then smiled grandly:
  "Don't worry, the Special Investigation Bureau is not that stingy. Even if it is a B1-level precious treasure, you can freely choose it. I have received sufficient authorization before coming here."

"Then..." Zhu Mingyao secretly exchanged glances with Bai Ziyuan, and then his eyes flashed. “I want a drop of soma wine!”

Although the voice was soft, it was like thunder in Cole's ears, causing his smile to freeze on his face.

"You...don't have anything...?" He barely maintained a stiff smile and tried to change the topic.

"I want a drop of Soma wine!"

Zhu Mingyao was categorically sure. He thought about it and added:

"I'm talking about puree! If I remember correctly, it has quite strong side effects, so its rating from your institution happens to be B1!"

Seeing that it was no longer possible to deal with it, Cole's face was tangled, his shoulders slumped, and the aura he had held for a long time was completely released, finally revealing a bit of the youthfulness that should be expected at this age.

"Since you can find out such secret information, you should know what the sacred wine means. I can't be the master." The white boy said dejectedly.

"Then please report to the person who can make the decision!" Zhu Mingyao said with burning eyes.

"Besides..." An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he added as if unintentionally.

"Director Henry Lai of our Chamber of Commerce asked me to send a message to Director Davis of your bureau...

Regarding the casualties caused during Operation Christmas, compensation should be provided to major organizations. This has been delayed for too long, and it is time to come up with a plan.

——He and the heads of various organizations will jointly visit him in the near future. "

……

"It's really coming! Just as Uncle Lai expected!"

When Zhu Mingyao said goodbye to the [Demon Hunter] team that had been sent to the surface entrance of the base one by one, turned around and returned to the car with a smile, Bai Ziyuan, who had endured the whole journey, couldn't wait to ask.

"This is one of the foundations of their existence! They gave it to them so simply!"

"Drive first, and we'll talk about it on the way." Zhu Mingyao cautiously looked at the few people who were not far away from the car window, stabbed him, and said in a low voice.

"I understand, I understand, let's go!" Bai Ziyuan stepped on the accelerator with great excitement, and the sports car roared and drove the two of them away.

After they got onto the road in the main city and had thrown away the dilapidated buildings of the Special Investigation Bureau, Zhu Mingyao happily said:

"If it were a normal time, we wouldn't be able to get it, but we can't stand the current situation. The authorities are asking for help from us!"

"On Christmas Eve, each family was invited to go, but the result was a loss of troops. The reasons were, firstly, the distortion of the intelligence beforehand, and secondly, the indiscriminate command of the operation leader from New York. No matter from which aspect, the Special Investigation Bureau was... It’s hard to escape the blame.”

He snorted coldly, "Do you really think that we are all good men and women? The several companies he asked to help are all old organizations that have been rooted in the Federation for many years. In addition to their strong fists, they also have official interests. The allies and connections have taken up all the truth this time, so how can they be willing to suffer in vain?
  The Presbyterian Church and the Witch Sisters, which suffered the most casualties, have been operating there for several months and are bound to take a serious bite.

Under the current circumstances, the best solution for the Special Investigation Bureau is to appease us first and then deal with them later, so as to prevent everyone from sharing the same hatred and making a big fuss. "

　First order, if it exceeds 150, it will be considered a success! (^ω^)
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)