Magical Girl in the Superhero World

Edward smiled and pushed a wine glass in front of Mo Zhen: "Darling, after you finish this glass, I'll give you an extra 50,000 tonight."

"Sir, I don't drink alcohol..." Mo Zhen gave a forced smile.

Upon hearing this, Edward's smile faded slightly, and he felt that he hadn't offered a fair price.

So he stared at Mo Zhen and said, "I'll give you another 50,000, in US dollars. Can't you give me some face?"

Although Edward was smiling, Mo Zhen could detect the murderous intent in his words.

Tang Wenjie watched this scene calmly from the side, smoking a cigar, and upon hearing this, offered a lukewarm reminder:

"Mr. Edward, if you want to have a smooth debut and IPO, you'd better tone down your personality. Superheroes can't have negative public opinion."

"You can do whatever you want in places where no one can see you, but you absolutely cannot cause any deaths. That's the red line, otherwise we won't be able to control the coalition government."

In recent years, the United Government has tightened its scrutiny of superhero companies and further defined the boundaries between superheroes and supervillains.

There are even rumors that the United Government is pushing for the establishment of a special investigation department targeting superheroes, specifically to investigate those hypocritical superheroes who disregard human life.

Once the plan is implemented, it will likely trigger another financial storm, and countless superhumans ranked among the top 100 heroes will be exposed for what they truly are.

After all, in Taiping State today, superheroes and magical girls have become a complete financial concept from their debut to their listing.

Its upstream and downstream industrial chains are far larger than those of AI and real estate in the past.

If this global financial bubble bursts, whether it's a soft landing or a hard landing, it will cause the entire Pacific State's economy to plummet.

It could even trigger a global financial crisis.

Upon hearing this, Edward suppressed his burning desire and chuckled softly, "Alright, I understand."

He still needs to rely on Giant God Company to clear his name, so naturally he won't risk the limelight by ignoring Tang Wenjie's warning.

But in other words, as long as no one dies, you can do whatever you want, right?

Edward suppressed his murderous intent, stood up, raised his wine glass, put his arm around Mo Zhen's shoulder, and as he handed the glass to him, he leaned down and whispered in his ear:

“Drink it, darling, or you won’t get a single penny today.”

As he expected, the boy's shoulders trembled slightly. Not daring to disobey his threat, he reluctantly reached out to take the wine glass.

laugh.

A hint of satisfaction finally appeared in Edward's eyes.

boom!

Just then, a muffled thud came from outside the door, and then a bald bodyguard was smashed into the room, door and all.

"Ok?"

Edward looked up at the doorway.

Tang Wenjie was also taken aback.

The bodyguards at the door were lying on the ground, some unconscious, others clutching their broken arms and groaning in pain.

"Aha~"

"Excuse me, everyone, I'm sorry to have disturbed your enjoyment."

A figure dressed in a black and red spider suit burst in, his gaze sweeping over the terrified temporary workers.

His target is Edward.

Suddenly, Red Spider's gaze froze as he looked in surprise at the black-haired, blue-eyed boy beside Edward.

The other person had his head down, clearly resisting the wine glass offered to him, but Edward, standing beside him, wouldn't let him off the hook.

The way it trembled was like a poor lamb that had fallen into the jaws of wolves.

Is it true?!

Why is he here?!

Red Spider flew into a rage: "Brett Gomez, nicknamed 'The Ripper,' you think you can get away with this?!"

Edward frowned immediately, a murderous intent surging in his eyes, stemming from his exposed identity.

Tang Wenjie, standing nearby, frowned: "Red Spider? The United Government sent you?"

He immediately stood up, his gaze behind his glasses cold and calm: "Mr. Edward, let's end our cooperation here."

He hadn't expected that the coalition government had already uncovered Edward's identity. So, at this point, Edward no longer held any commercial value for him.

Tang Wenjie originally intended to force the issue by first getting Edward listed on the Hero 100 list and then profiting from the stock market investors.

It's best to be able to cover up a deal that's risk-free and highly profitable, but it doesn't matter if you can't.

Anyway, as the behind-the-scenes operators, they had already cashed out at a high price after the listing. Even if the price falls below the opening price, only retail investors will be trapped.

Edward himself held the same idea; to put it bluntly, they were only temporarily cooperating for the sake of profit.

"court death!"

Seeing that Tang Wenjie had turned his back on him, Edward's face darkened. He kicked the glass coffee table in front of him, sending it crashing straight at Red Spider.

"Crack!"

Red Spider slightly turned his body and precisely dodged the coffee table that was about to smash into him.

Broken glass shards were scattered all over the ground.

"what!"

The waiters and temporary workers in the private room were startled and rushed out of the room as if they were fleeing for their lives.

Immediately afterward, Edward flashed and kicked Red Spider with such speed that bystanders couldn't even see it.

"boom!!"

Red Spider couldn't dodge his attack. After taking the hit head-on, he crashed through the wall behind him and fell onto the street outside.

"Hiss... No wonder he's been a ruthless character who's been getting away with it all this time in England."

Red Spider shook his head and jumped up on the spot.

At the same time, recall the other person's information in your mind.

Codename: Ripper

[Hazard Level: C+]

[Abilities: Basic Strength, Basic Defense, Basic Speed, Special Ability "Surgical Scalpel"]

[Highest achievement: Killed and dismembered the C+ level hero "The Medium" in London, creating the infamous Black Monday in London.]

"This is going to be tough," Starscream thought to himself.

Edward, his face grim, stepped out of the private room, his footsteps crunching over the broken glass. "You ruined my plans. How are you going to apologize?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slowly pulled out an extremely sharp scalpel from inside his suit jacket.

He raised the blade; the side of the sharp scalpel reflected his handsome face and those cold, green eyes.

"How about I make you a spider specimen?"

Meanwhile, inside the messy KTV room.

Tang Wenjie remained expressionless at the sudden battle, simply taking out a check from the lining of his suit.

He wrote down $100,000 on the check, placed it on another coffee table that had escaped the disaster, tapped the table, and said calmly to Mo Zhen:

"Please pretend you didn't see what happened today, and don't tell anyone else that I was here."

"I can see you didn't even graduate high school, so don't do this kind of work anymore. Go back to school and study hard. Nightclubs aren't for you."

After saying that, Tang Wenjie turned and left.

"...?"

Mo Zhen was almost stunned for a moment before picking up the check on the table.

He hesitated for half a second, intending to tear the check in half with a domineering air, but in the end he stuffed the check into his pocket.

Sigh, who would turn down money?

Consider this compensation for my emotional distress tonight.

After putting away the checks, Mo Zhen left the private room. After turning around to make sure no one was around, she went into a small compartment for storing miscellaneous items.

A moment later, the gray-haired, red-eyed witch appeared under the moonlight.

She stood on the nightclub's rooftop, her gaze slightly lowered, watching the two combatants in the distance, pondering when would be the most opportune moment to make her move.

Suddenly, Hell turned around and looked at a purple figure that had gently landed on the rooftop, meeting the girl's dark purple eyes.

Good evening, Miss Hell.

Nightingale was slightly nervous, lifted her skirt with both hands, and bowed slightly in greeting:

"We meet again."

Ever since their last meeting, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and secretly investigated this Miss Hell.

The result puzzled her greatly.

Although the Saionji family's status in the magic world has gradually declined in recent years, they cannot find even a trace of information about the other party.