Versatile Mage: Summon eight demons at the beginning

Chapter 232 Not much difference
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In the few days after the game, everyone was completely relaxed. Vienna is a city full of charm, and with the glory of the championship, as long as you stand on the street for two minutes, someone will pick you up at any time.

On the sea side of Wisney, near the island Doutai, in some remote bay.

An unhappy Zhao Manyan confided in his good friend Mo Fan about the recent problems at home, but Mo Fan couldn't say much to comfort him regarding matters like birth, aging, sickness and death.

Zhao Manyan also had some things he didn't know whether he should say or not. Mo Fan saw this and didn't force him, leaving him some quiet space.

As we slowly moved forward along the seawall, it became completely dark.

A young couple walked towards Zhao Manyan. When he was not prepared, a long octopus-clawed poisonous snake came out from his sleeve and bit Zhao Manyan's arm fiercely.

"You guys!" Zhao Manyan was horrified and hurriedly cast defensive magic, but the poison spread so quickly that even the star tracks could not be traced.

"Don't struggle, just go on your way." The plain-looking woman smiled strangely and thrust the poison needle hidden in her palm towards Zhao Manyan.

Although Zhao Manyan managed to block the poison needle with the help of his life-saving magic tool, he knew that no one would notice him in such a remote place.

“Zhao Youqian! Get out here right here!!” Zhao Manyan yelled, his face starting to bulge with black veins from the poison.

"Zhao Youqian!! You have the guts to kill me, but don't you have the guts to see me for the last time?!"

Behind an old tree not far away, a man who was wrapped tightly with only a pair of eyes exposed walked out, being careful not to allow anyone to see his appearance.

"Then I'll give you a ride." Zhao Youqian, who was wrapped up in clothes, said coldly.

After hearing Zhao Youqian's voice, even though he was mentally prepared, Zhao Manyan was still reluctant to believe it.

"..."

"It's a cliché but realistic plot."

Jiang Shaoxu, who was dragged by Lu Cheng to watch the show, sighed.

"I thought the two brothers just had a bad relationship, but I didn't expect it to have come to this point." Mu Nujiao was also very surprised.

As they are both aristocratic families in Shanghai, they have had many dealings with each other in the past.

Her situation was somewhat similar to Zhao Manyan's, but the Mu family was a magical family, mainly engaged in the magic industry, while the Zhao family specialized in business and had almost no involvement in the field of magic.

"Disharmony between children and children is mostly due to the immorality of the elders," said Jiang Shaoxu.

"The same goes for the old man from the Zhao family. The Zhao family is not a family of magic. Isn't it better to let Zhao Youqian, a businessman who has been trained since childhood, inherit the business than Zhao Manyan, a magician?"

If the Zhao family is a magical family, then there is no problem with the decision made by the old man of the Zhao family, just like the Mu family. Although Mu Nuxin is responsible for managing the Mu family's industry, even if Lu Cheng does not interfere, the only one who can inherit the Mu family in the future is Mu Nujiao.

This is determined by the family's own situation.

The Zhao family does not have much knowledge of magic, and forcing Zhao Manyan to inherit the business would be of no benefit to the Zhao family.

Even if the Zhao family wants to transform and dabble in magic, they should do it step by step.

This kind of overly biased decision can easily cause discord among children.

"Do it!"

After reminiscing about the past, Zhao Youqian, without the slightest hesitation, ordered the two hired assassins to kill Zhao Manyan.

A strong murderous intent came instantly. Even without the suppression of the poison, Zhao Manyan felt that he could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.

"..."

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhao Manyan still closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Why don't you lie down somewhere else?" Lu Cheng patted Zhao Manyan's shoulder and eliminated the toxins in his body.

"Hmm?" Zhao Manyan opened his eyes upon hearing this familiar voice, and was then stunned by the scene before him.

The two killers who rushed towards him were trapped in the air by a strange space formation. No matter how they struggled, they could not shake the formation at all.

"Aunt Su?!" Zhao Manyan was stunned.

"Seeing how attentive you have been recently, your aunt is embarrassed to let you die." Jiang Shaoxu, who was standing nearby, said. Ever since Su Meng appeared in Venice, Zhao Manyan has interpreted the four words "serving at your side" to the fullest!

Even she couldn't help but sigh, worthy of being a member of the Zhao family!

"One is super-class, the other is high-level fully-cultivated. This kind of method should be used by people from the Killer Hall." Su Meng looked at Lu Cheng.

"Are you going to kill him?"

"..."

Jiang Shaoxu and his companions looked with strange expressions at the two killers who were held in Su Meng's hands like two little chicks, with no power to resist.

Super level? High level full cultivation?
Is this a forbidden curse?

Everyone only knew that the Forbidden Spell Mage was awesome, but this was the first time that they felt the Forbidden Spell Mage's power so intuitively. The unshakable super-class mage in their eyes was no different from an ant to the Forbidden Spell.

If I say crush to death, I can crush to death!
"Forget it, we are all workers who are paid to do the job." Lu Cheng said.

Su Meng paused, "You want the people from the Assassin's Palace to help you? That's not easy. They only care about money. They are pure mercenaries. They don't obey orders from anyone. They only listen to whoever pays more."

The Assassin's House was originally formed by three Italian mafia magic families, with the goal of going out into the world under another name and taking over the power of the underworld.

However, the Killer Hall is different from the Dailang Guild and the Black Church. Although they are all three major dark organizations, the Killer Hall only cares about money. Magic forces like the Holy Inquisition, the Magic Association, and the Parthenon will ask the Killer Hall to do some things that are inconvenient to do.

Strictly speaking, the Assassin's Palace belongs to a gray area.

It is precisely because this organization is in a gray area that everyone can feel at ease to pay them to take action.

If Lu Cheng brought the Killer Hall under his command, then this organization would lose its greatest value.

"Then you take it." Lu Cheng said.

"There is a forbidden spell mage who is the boss of these shady people. I believe they will be happy to accept it. Maybe the Assassin's Palace can take this opportunity to move to a higher level."

"..."

Jiang Shaoxu and the others looked strange.

Let your mother be the boss of a group of killers?

You are so filial!
Su Meng hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me try."

Jiang Shaoxu's eye twitched.

No, you really agreed?!

"Aunt, he was joking. How could you do such a thing?" Jiang Shaoxu glared at Lu Cheng and pulled Su Meng aside.

"But what I did before was similar." Su Meng said.

The people in the Assassin's Hall do things in the dark, mainly assassinations.

When the alien wizard takes action, it is all violent killing!

However, the Assassin's Palace acts based on money, while the Arbiter's Mage can decide on his own who to attack.

In the past, she had mostly been dealing with heretics who researched forbidden techniques and, in a fit of excitement, turned the forbidden techniques into sorcery.

Although the process and purpose are different, they are both killing in essence. Is there a big difference?
"..." Jiang Shaoxu.

Is the difference huge...?

That’s a huge difference!
According to your understanding, then isn't it the same thing for a police officer to kill someone as it is for a criminal to kill someone?
"Could it be... not?" Su Meng looked at Jiang Shaoxu in confusion.

“Aren’t they essentially acts of violence that take the lives of others?”

"..."

Everyone looked at Lu Cheng with strange expressions.

good good!
So when you said your mother is not mentally normal, this is not a complaint, this is a statement of fact!
(End of this chapter)