Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Los's cane pierced directly into Law's arm.

Then, under Los's gaze, the cane, as if it had a life of its own, began to wriggle and suck its own blood.

Before Luo could feel fear, Los had already drawn his cane.

Then the cane spurted out a large amount of blood, which sprayed onto the broken bow and arrow.

Los casually handed the bow and arrow to Mike.

Mike immediately bowed and turned to leave quickly.

Los turned to look at Luo.

At this moment, Luo knelt there quietly, even though the wound on his arm was bleeding profusely without any sign of healing.

"Stop the bleeding, then wait until nightfall to avoid all the eyes and ears, and go to the abandoned factory in the north of the city."

"Understood!" Luo dared not disobey in any way.

After that, under Luo's watchful gaze, Los vanished from the spot.

On the other side, the angry workers had already smacked their lips at the gates of the Rocco family estate, and a massive number of workers had already stormed into Rocco's vast and exquisite manor.

The only sixty-seven guards of the Rhodes family turned pale and looked completely bewildered at the sight of such arrogance.

Now that defeat is inevitable, these people should start to imagine their fate.

They could clearly see the stones in the workers' hands.

If you fire your gun rashly, the consequences will be severe.

Meanwhile, inside the villa.

“Damn bastards! Damn bastards! My garden! My hedge! My statues!” Rocco clenched his fists, gritting his teeth and his face full of rage.

"Why hasn't Luo made a move yet?!" Luo Ke's face had turned extremely gloomy.

Just then, the study door was hurriedly pushed open.

Then Mike came running in, panting: "Master! Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's going on?!" The two furious men turned around, ready to vent their anger on the rude servant.

But the moment they turned around, their eyes fell on the huge bow and arrow in Mike's hand.

At this moment, the blood on it had not yet congealed and was still slowly dripping down.

"What...what is this?! Mike! What is this?!" Rocco Jr. asked loudly, pointing at the broken bow, his voice filled with disbelief.

Mike, pale-faced and trembling, said, "Mr. Luo hadn't made a move in a long time, so I went over to check and I saw a pile of dismembered bodies and these broken arrows."

Upon hearing this, the two brothers felt a sudden, intense dizziness and staggered back two steps, nearly falling to the ground.

"It's over. The Rocco family will be tarnished in our hands." The elder Rocco's hands trembled as he took off his glasses, his face deathly pale.

Rocco Jr. then said, "Brother! Not yet! Not yet! We still have many businesses! We only need to use 10% of the profits to appease these lowly people!"

"As long as we can get through this period, we still have a chance to make a comeback!"

Big Rocco gave a bitter smile: "It's impossible. If we fail this time, we'll become the losers who disrupt the market, and high society will no longer tolerate us."

"However, the most important thing is not these things, but that the Frossen incident has proven our incompetence. They can support us to this point, and they can also take it all away!"

Rocco leaned limply against the bookshelf, his face ashen, his eyes filled with despair.

"Why are you two so fixated on that rude and barbaric soldier?" a voice suddenly rang out.

The two turned their heads in the direction of the sound and found a young man with elegant manners, a mysterious aura, and a cheerful smile standing at the door of the study.

Meanwhile, the guards and servants in the corridor had fallen to the ground at some point, their fate unknown.

"Who are you?" At this point, the two people, utterly despondent, were no longer able to react to this eeriness.

Los took off his brain and sat down, laughing, "You can call me the Black Pharaoh."

"Black Pharaoh? What are you doing here?" Big Rocco asked weakly.

Los said, "Naturally, it's to save your lives and help you preserve your ancestral legacy."

Upon hearing this, Rocco's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked up at the mysterious and elegant young man.

"Save you? Alone? Do you know what you're about to face? And you still dare to talk so arrogantly to us?"

Los walked up to the bookshelf, looked at the extensive collection of books, and said casually, "They're just a few lackeys of the military."

Chapter 0330 The Workers' Victory

Gazing at the mysterious and composed Black Pharaoh, the Rocco brothers fell into deep thought amidst the deafening shouts outside.

Los then opened the book and read aloud: "When a car's tires lose their value, the owner will replace them before they become unusable."

"Because if a tire has a problem while driving, the consequences can be very serious."

Upon hearing this, the Rocco brothers were immediately alerted. They knew very well that they were the tires that were about to be replaced.

The two men exchanged a glance, and Rocco said, "Why should I trust you? We've been working together for years. Even if we were to be replaced, we could still find a way to maneuver. After all, we're the only ones who can handle things without letting the incident escalate."

Los scoffed: "Have you two overestimated your own worth, or overestimated Frosin's trust in you?"

Before the two could speak, Los closed his book, looked at them, and said, "Since you two still harbor that illusion, let me analyze the current situation for you."

"Frossen has absolutely no intention of letting the working class rise up, so he will not make any concessions in the workers' negotiations. But now the matter has become a major scandal and shows signs of spreading at any time. What is the fastest way for them to resolve the issue?"

Rocco Jr. frowned and said, "Kill Marion?"

Los scoffed: "You still think Marion is important? He's nothing but a symbol and an icon. Even if he dies, it won't quell the workers' anger. Soon, a second Marion will appear."

“You capitalists have driven the workers to the brink of despair. These workers know very well that if they don’t get any benefits this time, they will never be able to hold their heads high again.”

"If we want to quell this quickly, then we will naturally need your help!" said Rocco in a low voice.

Los said coldly, "We do need your help."

"The vast majority of these workers belong to your factories. They are the heroes you hired to assassinate people, and you also ordered gang members to attack civilians and shoot and wound them. Now all the blame is on you."

"Come on, let me ask you, with public opinion so boiling over, how does Frosson plan to quell the workers' anger and shut Marion up without giving up any benefits?"

The two men weren't stupid. Upon hearing this, sweat instantly beaded on their faces, and their hands trembled slightly.

Los revealed a wicked smile and said, "It's very simple. You two brothers committed suicide out of guilt. After the culprit died, everyone's conflicts focused on the two corpses. The workers believed that they had driven you to your deaths, and that their victory would instantly diminish their demands for their own work interests and quell their anger."

"And Marion could no longer stir up any trouble in the face of the two noblemen's corpses, because the weight of the two corpses was enough to block any of Marion's fortifications!"

"In the end, people returned to their jobs without any change in their own interests. Marion became a hero to the workers, and Frossen could rightfully control the huge industry that your Rocco family had accumulated over five generations and 170 years."

"And the price of all this is merely the corpses of the two of them."

"When everything is over, everything will be fine. It's just a pity that the beautiful manor, the countless riches, the glamorous status, and the beautiful mistress will all be irrelevant to the two of you."

boom!

As soon as Los finished speaking, the Rocco brothers slammed their hands on the table, their faces flushed red, and their whole bodies trembled violently with anger.

"Stop talking!" Although Rocco was very angry, his voice was hoarse and powerless.

Rocco gritted his teeth: "Damn Frosin!"

Los: "You two know Frosson better than I do. You should both know very well what kind of person he is and what his style of doing is."

Big Rocco still had some sense at this point, his bloodshot eyes looking at the Black Pharaoh: "All of this is just your speculation. Compared to you, I'd rather believe Frosson."

Los walked to the door dismissively: "Openg's men have already started their operation. They'll probably make their move tonight. I hope you'll still trust him then!"

After speaking, Los's body gradually disappeared under the gaze of the two.

Having never seen anything so amazing, the two people were filled with shock and hurriedly stepped forward, reaching out their hands at the same time: "Wait!"

Los remained silent and continued to disappear.

"If you can save our lives and our property, we are willing to become your subordinates!"

At this point, with nowhere else to turn, the two could only place their last hope in this mysterious and powerful being.

You see, the two of them had seen some superhumans, but none of them had ever been as magical and mysterious as this black pharaoh.

Upon hearing this, Los, whose body was now only a head, gradually recovered and looked at the two of them with a smile, saying, "I admire people who know when to yield."

By 2 p.m., the angry workers had been surrounding Rhodes Estate for over an hour.

Marion, who was leading the group, also shouted through a megaphone for half an hour.

The messages they shouted were nothing more than demands to improve the workers' welfare and hand over the murderer.

Meanwhile, spies from various families were also secretly observing the situation around them.

Just as the workers were losing patience, Mike, the Rocco family's butler, came out and invited Marion to the villa for a discussion, allowing him to bring ten attendants.

Even so, the workers were very reluctant, fearing that Marion would be assassinated if he went inside.

However, Marion said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, everyone! They're willing to let me in to talk. If this can secure better rights for everyone, I'm willing to take the risk!"

In an instant, all the workers were deeply moved, their faces flushed with emotion and tears streaming down their faces.

Marion was not so fearless in the face of death; the reason he agreed so readily was naturally because he had received guidance from a master.

Then, Marion led ten burly workers inside.

Inside the villa's conference room, the Rocco brothers had already made the necessary preparations.

Marion calmly sat down, while the ten workers beside him had never seen such a luxurious house before. They lingered around, somewhat dazed.

Although the two brothers were filled with contempt, in order to save their lives, they had no choice but to put on a smiling face and make concessions to the workers as advised by the black pharaoh.

Big Rock presented a proposal, saying, "We can provide the factory with a better working environment and related protective measures to increase the personal protection of the workers."

The ten workers' eyes lit up when they heard this. They never expected that those high and mighty capitalists would actually give in!

Chapter 0331 The Beginning of the Wave

In the eyes of the workers, capitalists are a group of blood-sucking demons, always high and mighty, never treating the workers as human beings.

They are incredibly stingy and never spend a penny more than necessary; it is impossible to take anything extra related to money from them.

When they held the march, they had fantasized that the capitalists would give in, but they did not expect them to give in so quickly and so decisively.

Just as the ten workers felt like they were dreaming, Marion glanced at the content and said calmly, "This is not enough. The workers' wages are too low now. Their labor output is completely disproportionate to the wages they receive."

"I demand that the basic wages of all workers be increased by 20%."