Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 Gilbreth sat in the lobby of the Templar headquarters in New York, his head blank.

　　 Only a few hours after he went back, he was called here by a phone call, and then he was notified-your contract is complete!

　　 Gilbreth looked at the photos in his hand and was in a daze.

　　 In the photo, there are some people's corpses, each of which is shot in the eyebrows. As for the expressions-either panic, fear, or anger.

　　 However, as a policeman, Gilbreth looked at him, but he was happy.

　　 Even after many years, he can still recognize the faces of these people.

　　 From the moment his parents were killed, he has always remembered the ugly faces of these people, never forgotten!

　　 And today, after an attempt that was just curiosity, just like that...Success?

　　 Gilbreth couldn't believe it, but looking at the photos, he had to believe it again.

　　 Now he has a feeling that everything is empty, like ten times a night...Ah, hey, staying up all night and reviewing for two days and finishing two exams.

　　 "Mr. Gilbreth," Charon came over with a folder, sat across from Gilbreth, opened the folder, took out a document, and placed it in front of Gilbreth.

　　 "After signing this confirmation document, your employment contract will be completed."

　　 "This is..." Gilbreth came back to his senses, "Is this true? I'm sorry... I am in a trance now..."

　　 "Of course it's true," Charon smiled, "have you already seen the photo? Because it is the first order, and it's also the most recent, we finished it very quickly."

　　 "...It turns out to be true..." Gilbreth muttered in a daze.

　　 "Sir?" Charon smiled, "I know you may be emotional, but...can you sign your name on this document and draw it? We need this document as a confirmation."

　　 "Ah... OK!" Gilbreth signed the document.

　　 Charon returned the file to the folder and smiled and nodded: "I am very happy to serve you. I wish you a happy life. If you feel physically and mentally exhausted, you can rest here for a while."

　　 After that, Charon stood up and walked to the front desk.

　　 "...Sir!" Gilbreth rubbed the cross in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and called Charon.

　　 "Do you have any more needs? Sir?" Charon turned around and asked.

　　 "It's like this..." Gilbreth asked, "Can I join the Templars?"

　　 "I don't have any special abilities, and I'm just a small policeman, so I have always been obsessed with revenge, but I have never seen hope."

　　 "I originally thought that my whole life would go on like this, and I would never get revenge from beginning to end."

　　 "But today, you helped me fulfill my wish and helped me kill my enemies!"

　　 "You have fulfilled my lifelong dream for me!"

　　 "So, if you can... please accept me and let me join the Templars too. I will also contribute my strength to guard the order!"

　　 "...If you are obsessed with this," Charon lowered his head, opened the folder, looked at Gilbreth's information, and nodded, "Please follow me."

　　 Gilbreth followed Charon and headed for the elevator.

　　 Before Charon pressed the elevator button, the elevator started going down. Obviously, someone happened to be downstairs.

　　 The elevator arrived and opened.

　　 "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Winston," Charon nodded quickly, "good evening."

　　 "Good evening," Winston nodded and looked at Gilbreth, "He is..."

　　 "He is Mr. Gilbreth, asking to join the Templars." Charon replied.

　　 "Hello." Gilbreth always felt familiar when he saw Zhou Yi.

　　 Europeans see Asians generally face blindness, just as Asians see Europeans face blindness.

　　 "You are Gilbreth?" Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow.

　　The first order of the Templars was issued by Gilbreth and completed by the Templars, which naturally impressed Zhou Yi.

"Yes it is……"

　　 "Very good," Zhou Yi patted Gilbreth's shoulder and walked away. "The first to post the employment task, the first to be completed, the first to actively join the Knights Templar... I believe you can."

　　 This is trying to get every one of the Knights Templar to take it out for the first time!

　　 "Thanks...thank you?" Gilbreth asked Charon as he watched Zhou Yi and Winston go away, "Who is that? Why do I feel a little familiar?"

　　 "That's the leader of the Templars," Charon smiled, "also the one speaking on behalf of the Templars today, Mr. Zhou Yi."

　　……

　　 The news that the first employment task was completed was quickly published on the Internet, and all the evidence and information were readily available.

　　 The mouth says nothing, only facts can prove everything.

　　 is like this, as long as the first order is completed, subsequent orders will fly down like snowflakes!

　　 A moment later, an order message that was placed on top shocked the world again.

　　 A full US$2.2 billion in employment was transferred to the account of the Knights Templar (Zhou Yi). The goal of the employment was to destroy the remaining 11 continental hotels in the world!

　　 In addition to the huge number and terrible goals, the employment information is also something people talk about——

　　[A warm-hearted citizen who picked up $2.2 billion on the road]

　　 is full of slots.

　　……

　　 "To be honest, I always feel that $2.2 billion is a bit of a loss," Zhou Yi said over the phone, "Want to add more?"

　　 "We also have a lot of resistance inside ~ www.ltnovel.com~ those people, their handle is in the hands of the high table, and the upper methods are not clean."

　　 Anderson sighed and said, "Eleven families, 200 million each, not too small..."

　　 "Well, if that's the case, I can't suffer, right?" Zhou Yi said.

　　 "At best, we can only kill the manager of each mainland hotel and destroy their shop address. During the process, all the killer losses of the other party are considered as gifts, how about?"

　　 "..." Anderson was silent for a while, "Yes, we accept it."

　　 The conditions proposed by Zhou Yi were not much different from Anderson's intended purpose.

　　 Killed the store manager and demolished the hotel. Isn’t this still destroying the Continental Hotel?

　　The most detached thing about the Continental Hotel is the so-called "no hands-on-seeking" rule in the hotel.

　　 Once their "rules" are trampled on and their faces are lost, their status will naturally fall.

　　 When the local position drops to a certain level...there is no need for them to do anything, just the backlash of the forces under the high table that have long given birth to alienation is enough to make the high table tired to deal with it!

　　 "Very good," Zhou Yi got on the special car, "Our agreement, this is reached! I will go immediately!"

　　 "Ok...wait, you?" Anderson caught the words.

　　 "Yes," Zhou Yi looked at the light outside the window, "I want to be alone and took the eleven mainland hotels!"

　　 Although there are tens of millions of people, I am going!

　　 2.2 billion, all must be my own!

　　PS: It seems that I am going to go naked and put it on the shelves... It seems that I have to go to the big guys to py...

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