She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 252 New Talent

South China Sea, Devil's Club.

In the dance hall, the devil members, both men and women, were dancing in the hall.

This is ballroom dancing.

It is different from those "ballroom dances" where a group of lonely men and women learn to dance in the name of seeking excitement for a lesson, for which the lesson costs dozens of dollars.

This is real ballroom dancing.

Dance is just a carrier, they use it to quickly bring the two sides closer together.

They are like an ambiguous couple.

Even though you know that the other person has his or her own agenda, you are still willing to dance with him or her.

Because they themselves have things they want.

A dance is worth a thousand gold.

Li Yang stood alone on the top floor balcony, looking down at the demons in the dance hall.

He held a glass of red wine in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand.

A breeze blew by, dispersing the smoke and ruffling his hair.

The dance floor of the Emperor Nightclub, which is open to ordinary people, is the realm of mortals to those evil capitalists.

They stand high in the clouds, looking down on mortals and lamenting over them.

To Li Yang, the devil capitalists are nothing more than powerful mortals.

The Devil's Club is like a development game, from weak to strong, and now it has its own capital and support.

Mysterious information suddenly flooded into Li Yang's mind.

[Advanced: Level 5! ]

[Awakening new talent: God’s presence. 】

[God's Coming, 1: The God of Death can consume mental energy and descend upon a certain demon and a certain believer. ]

[After coming, the God of Death can hide his aura, making it impossible for demons or believers to detect his existence. ]

[God's coming, 2: Demons or believers can hold a sacrificial ceremony, consume sacrifices and ask the God of Death to come. ]

[When the devil or believers come to perform sacrificial ceremonies, the God of Death does not need to consume mental energy and can obtain sacrifices. 】

A smile appeared on Li Yang's face.

He has reached the fifth level. Although he still has no offensive talent, he still likes this kind of space-related spell.

In fact, in terms of combat effectiveness, Li Yang is not weak.

Not only does he have an army of undead, he also possesses the spell of hell.

In some ways, the Hell Spell can simulate any spell and turn it into a Hell Death-specific version.

There were mental fluctuations coming from behind Li Yang.

He didn't look back and smoked quietly.

Chen Yuxi appeared behind Li Yang and knelt on one knee:
"Owner."

Li Yang lit up the ash:
"Is something wrong?"

Chen Yuxi said:

"I'm on the Citi flight tonight. I'm saying goodbye to you."

Li Yang looked at the dignitaries on the dance floor and said:

"Why don't you go down and join in the fun before you leave?"

Chen Yuxi was a gold digger a long time ago.

She tried her best to break into the upper class.

Now, high society was at her feet.

Chen Yuxi's eyes showed fanaticism:
“That stuff doesn’t mean anything.

For me, true dignity is no longer the money and connections of this world.

For me, the real honor is to be by your side."

Li Yang chuckled:
"Then you better stay useful."

Li Yang blatantly told Chen Yuxi that she was just a chess piece, a chess piece that would be discarded if it was useless.

Chen Yuxi raised his head:

"I am extremely honored!"

Li Yang shook his head:
"Go ahead and do your job."

A pair of wings spread out behind Chen Yuxi and disappeared into the sky.

Li Yang took a sip of the expensive red wine in the glass and frowned.

He threw away the wine glass.

This crap still tastes so bad.

He relit a cigarette, his eyes dim.

Chen Yuxi is quite capable, and the thing she did at Citibank is also very important.

In order to ensure that Chen Yuxi's Seven Commandments Society can be carried out smoothly in Citi, Li Yang has a plan.

He planned to help Chen Yuxi take the first step and find her an excellent assistant.

Just right, let’s try out the effect of God’s presence.

. . . . . .

Citi, TT Building.

Jessica was already busy with the publicity work of the God-making Organization, and then there was the Xia Guolong murder case, which drove Jessica crazy.

This was the first time in all the years Jessica had been the operations director that she was hit on the head by two fatal things at the same time.

Jessica from the Operations Department had a serious look on her face. She was typing on the keyboard like she was playing a piano, sending out emails one after another.

‘Dong-dong-dong. ’

There was a knock on the office door, and the secretary came in with a cup of coffee:
"Director, someone from the God-Making Group is here." Jessica pursed her lips.

The God-making Group is now the biological father of all TTs, and almost half of the company’s people are busy working for the God-making Group.

Jessica rubbed her eyes:

"who is it?"

The secretary said:
"Simon."

Jessica sat up straight and looked at the secretary in disbelief:

"Simon?!"

Simon is Leon King's adopted son and Leon King's direct disciple. He is the undisputed number two figure in the God-making Group.

After Leon King's death, Simon became the head of the God-making Group.

Jessica didn't dare to neglect it, picked up the coffee, and walked towards the living room in high heels.

At the door of the living room, Jessica drank the coffee in one gulp and threw the cup casually into the trash can.

She put on a bright smile:

"Hello, Mr. Simon, I am the operations director of TT."

Simon is a bald, strong black man.

There isn't a trace of black hip-hop about him, and he even looks a bit elegant.

Simon Road:
"In a week, the God-making Organization will announce the identity of the new leader, and we hope that your company will start preparing for publicity now."

Jessica was stunned.

Shouldn't Simon be the new leader?

Jessica looked at Simon suspiciously.

Does Simon want to be the man behind the scenes, manipulating the god-making organization?

Or is it that the God-Creating Organization actually has another leader, and Simon is just an employee?

Either way, it's explosive news.

Jessica's face gradually became solemn:

“Thank you Mr. Simon for your attention to TT.”

Simon stood up:
"Thanks for your hard work."

Simon said very little. After giving a brief explanation, he walked outside.

"Mr. Simon, please wait a moment." Jessica called Simon from behind.

Simon stopped and looked back in confusion.

Jessica thought for a while and asked unconfidently:

"Can you reveal the name of the new leader?"

She is in charge of publicity and operations, and knowing the name of the new leader in advance will be helpful for her work.

At least, she had to know whether the new leader was a man or a woman.

Simon Road:
"gold."

The new leader's name is just one word, 'Jin.'

Jessica frowned.

Kim? What's the connection with Leon Kim?
. . . . . .

night.

Jessica drove her luxurious Ferrari towards the apartment where she lived.

There was a red light ahead, and Jessica's car stopped behind a van.

She played a piece of music in the car and tapped her fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel.

At this time, she saw a Xia man on the side of the road.

He was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar.

The beggar took a rag and knocked on the door.

Probably cleaning windows in exchange for some change is a different form of begging.

The beggar got permission and started to wipe the dirt in front of the car diligently.

The van owner handed the beggar some change.

Jessica sighed.

He is an executive of a world-renowned company, while he is a humble beggar.

Obviously, I look about the same age as him.

Seeing the huge difference in status between her and her peers, Jessica felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Of course, Jessica looked down on such people.

No dreams, no ambitions, no goals, just muddled through life.

The beggar looked at Jessica's Ferrari and his eyes lit up.

He walked up to the Ferrari and knocked on the window.

Jessica pulled down the car window and generously took out a hundred dollars and gave it to the beggar.

The beggar said:
"Thank you."

The beggar took the money and wiped the car diligently.

Jessica was a little surprised.

She had encountered this kind of beggar before.

But generally speaking, beggars just wipe the car with a rag dipped in water to get by.

But the beggar from Xia country in front of him cleaned the car very carefully, cleanly and quickly, no worse than those in the car wash.

(End of this chapter)