Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Chapter 67 Wang Jin: It’s bad, all the subordinates that the Holy Lord gave me are perverts!
The capital of the Xingluo Empire, Xingluo City.

The Xingluo Empire, which should have belonged to the Dai family, had long been taken away by someone else. Now the Xingluo Empire is no longer named Dai, but Xu.

In a barbecue restaurant in the Xingluo Empire, Wang Jin was counting money until his hands cramped. Suddenly, he realized something, stood up immediately, gave a few instructions to his subordinates, and then hurriedly left the store.

A moment later, he appeared in a grove of trees. His eyes fell on the figure in front of him, and he asked with a hint of doubt: "Tian, ​​did the Holy Lord send you to help me?"

"No." Tian shook his head and threw the space soul guide ring in his hand to Wang Jin, "Look for yourself."

Wang Jin took the ring and scanned it with his mental power. His face darkened instantly and he said to Tian speechlessly, "I just had breakfast! You're showing me this?"

"There's nothing we can do about it." Tian spread his hands helplessly, "Master Mo Yan said it depends on your own performance."

"Does Your Majesty have any objections?" Wang Jin still wanted to confirm the Holy Lord's thoughts.

Tian shook his head: "Master Saint is busy breaking through level 30 right now, so he doesn't have time to care about these things."

"Ah?" Wang Jin was slightly surprised. "When did Lord Saint's cultivation become so slow?"

"It's because Lord Jinlong is such a hard worker, sending talented people to Lord Saint from time to time." Tian said with a wry smile, "A few days ago, Lord Jinlong kidnapped several evil soul masters from some Holy Spirit Church branch. It was really laughable."

Hearing the words "Lord Jinlong", Wang Jin couldn't help but shudder.

He secretly thanked himself for being a surveillance worker. If he were like Moye, he would have died of exhaustion long ago.

"You can handle it yourself." After Tian said that, his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Wang Jin withdrew his gaze and looked at the space soul guide ring in his hand again, and fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how to perfectly solve this problem.

"How about just hanging these heads in front of the Dai family's door? But this doesn't seem to be a good idea. If the matter gets out of hand, it will be much more troublesome to search the whole city." Wang Jin thought to himself and then returned to the barbecue restaurant.

"Boss, what happened?" a younger brother came up and asked.

Everyone in the store is a loyal subordinate of the Holy Lord.

Wang Jin threw the ring to his younger brother and said, "These are Duke White Tiger's things. Do you think there's any way to get rid of them?"

The younger brother took the space soul guide ring, scanned it with his mental power, touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, the younger brother said, "Boss, how about we hang these heads above the bed of that elegant gentleman?"

When Wang Jin heard this suggestion, he stared at his younger brother in shock. How could he not have noticed that his younger brother was such a "talent"?
"Are you sure you can make it?" Wang Jin asked suspiciously, "There's at least a Soul Douluo-level expert over there. Without a hidden soul master, it would be difficult to get in."

"Boss, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?" The younger brother looked at his boss with a strange expression, "Didn't the Lord Saint send a companion with the Shadow Dragon spirit over here a few days ago?"

Snapped!
Wang Jin slapped his younger brother on the back of the head in annoyance: "How disrespectful! I was just testing you. If you dare say that again, I won't mind finding a donkey to kick you in the head!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The younger brother nodded helplessly and then asked, "Boss, when do we start?"

Seeing his younger brother's impatience, Wang Jin suddenly felt that his subordinates seemed to be perverts. He held his forehead helplessly and said, "Go and call that companion over first."

"Yes!"

The younger brother immediately ran to find the companion with the Shadow Dragon Martial Spirit.

Wang Jin sat down, lost in thought. During this period of surveillance, he found that the two Sons of Fortune were perfectly normal, with no signs of rebirth or transmigration as the Holy Lord had suggested.

It seems that the Holy Lord tacitly approved this action, as if he wanted to confirm again whether his guess was correct.

As a subordinate of the Holy Lord, he naturally couldn't be a mindless tool. He needed to draw inferences from the tasks issued by the higher-ups, but he only needed to think clearly and there was no need to say too much.

Soon, the younger brother brought the subordinate with Shadow Dragon Martial Spirit over.

"Boss, what's going on?" The Shadow Dragon Spirit's subordinate was named Ying Yi. "Look for yourself."

Wang Jin did not directly answer Ying Yi's question, but threw the ring to him, wanting to see whether this subordinate had a brain or just followed orders.

Ying Yi took the ring and, imitating his younger brother's actions, scanned the area with his mental power. After a moment, he said, "Boss, I think we can roast these heads. Let that guy smell the fragrance in his dream, and then see these heads by the bed when he wakes up. The effect will be better."

Wang Jin: “.”

Good, good, what a talented person!
Why are his subordinates more perverted than each other!

One wanted to hang the head on someone's bedside, and the other wanted to roast it first before putting it up.

He even suspected that the two guys had colluded with each other.

Ying Yi felt a little uncomfortable under Wang Jin's gaze and asked tentatively, "Boss, if it doesn't work, forget it."

"It's not impossible." Wang Jin waved his hand, then showed a wicked smile and looked at the younger brother, "You come to roast it."

"!!!" The younger brother opened his mouth in shock and pointed at himself, "Boss, I don't know how to bake!"

"It's okay if it gets burnt." Wang Jin said as if in revenge, "Give it to Yingyi after you bake it. That's it."

After saying that, Wang Jin left the room without looking back.

Xiaodi and Ying looked at each other.

From this moment on, the dragon and phoenix of the pervert group officially returned to their positions.

In the future, Wang Jin will regret letting these two people get together.——

Shrek City...

The shadow guard with the broken arm quickly returned to Shrek Academy with the soul guide ring. He went straight to Yan Shaozhe's office and walked in without even knocking on the door.

Yan Shaozhe, who was watering the flowers, frowned and turned to look at the newcomer with displeasure. However, when he saw the broken-armed shadow guard's appearance, he was immediately shocked and immediately stepped forward to ask, "What happened?"

"Dean, that Mo Yan... is too dangerous." Shadow Guard said with difficulty. After handing the space soul guide ring to Yan Shaozhe, his body suddenly caught fire.

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe hurriedly mobilized the power of light to try to stop it, but it was of no use. Even if he lit up nine soul rings, he still couldn't stop the shadow guard from spontaneously combusting.

He asked anxiously, "What happened?"

However, when he used his mental power to scan the contents of the ring, his expression instantly became even uglier—the ring was filled with heads, all of whom were his men!
The terrifying pressure of Super Douluo instantly erupted from Yan Shaozhe, and the air in the entire office seemed to freeze.

"Shaozhe, calm down!" At this moment, Moon appeared in the office without anyone noticing.

He had anticipated this outcome and came to stop it.

It's obvious that Mo Yan and Dugu Luo are not people who are easy to mess with. How could the forces behind them be soft persimmons?

"Teacher, they've gone too far!" Yan Shaozhe said angrily.

"Too much? You brought this trouble upon yourself!" Moon shouted harshly, and the power of light in his body instantly suppressed Yan Shaozhe to the point where he couldn't breathe.

His apprentice always only saw the move in front of him, but never saw the overall trend of the chessboard.

Yan Shaozhe was very angry and furious, but facing the reprimand from his teacher, he could only hold back his anger.

(End of this chapter)