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Chapter 41 Chapter 40

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Zhuang Xuteng hid under the cushion and almost listened to the entire conversation between Cassandra and Heisenberg.

It turns out that the explosion on the night of 623 was caused by the robbery of Ying Cong! The important person who died in the Scarlet Group turned out to be a "idiot". He wanted to use the protest crowd to "filter Ying Cong", but in the end, he was killed by another person.

A group of people robbed. Oh! No wonder the originally peaceful protest suddenly turned violent. Everyone fought uncontrollably and caused so many lives. It turns out that the Scarlet Group was responsible for this!

"Inhuman bastard!" Zhuang Xuteng cursed in his heart.

Things went smoothly after that: the Lich Master entered his body, and the Scarlet Group's shadow followers were demoted.

You deserve it! You deserve it! Zhuang Xuteng followed Heisenberg during this period and learned about the approximate prices of different levels of living shadows on the market. The four levels of living shadows are "red-blue-orange-colorful", starting from the lowest of 10,000 euros

, I can’t resist the orange color for a million euros. As for the colorful color, it is even more priceless and has never been sold to the public. If a colorful-level living shadow turns into a half-red and half-blue dying living shadow, I am afraid that the loss will be great.

More than tens of millions of euros.

In addition to monetary losses, the Scarlet Group’s mismanagement of top film and television services was exposed in this incident. It will definitely be targeted by more “interested people” and the losses in this regard will be even greater. After this incident, the Scarlet Group will definitely

We need to shrink back a little, concentrate our energy, and thoroughly investigate and deal with the subsequent impact of 623. In this way, those minor issues must be dealt with quickly, and it is no wonder that Zhuang Xuteng can get compensation.

It has to be said that the news Zhuang Xuteng heard was all good news, but his situation also became quite dangerous. Heisenberg did not reveal Zhuang Xuteng's existence to Cassandra, which may have been done out of his own interests.

The choice does not mean that he is willing to let Zhuang Xuteng listen more and know more. Once Cassandra leaves, Heisenberg may kill him.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xuteng must be very uncomfortable. He must find a way to avoid that kind of result. Let's start now? Heisenberg has a shock pen, and he also has a shadow gun. What do he have? He was busy avoiding just now, and he didn't have anything on him.

If you want to kill people, all you have left is your fists. These are the fists of a rookie with no fighting skills. Their only experience is kicking in the crotch, and there is no chance of winning.

What's more, even if Heisenberg is overthrown, there are still seven floors of wild monkeys above, who will crush him to death like a bug!

When he came to find me, I couldn't beat him at that time, and now I would be seeking death if I rushed out! Alas, the problem is still that I am not strong enough, and I don't even have a shadow slave gun at hand. There might be one soon, and the Lich Master has already put the first version

The shadow gun rune pattern was ready, and he was waiting for a chance to test it, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

If he is not strong enough, he can only rely on his acting skills to fool him. Zhuang Xuteng thought about it carefully. Heisenberg may not have the idea of ​​​​killing him. He may be afraid that the middleman Lucy will cause trouble for him afterwards. Well, if

He is not afraid of Lucy at all, so there is no need to repay the favor, let alone secretly take on an apprentice. In any case, the "little fan" is a potential chef and a cash cow for the middleman Lucy, and the value can always determine the intensity of revenge.

Zhuang Xuteng quickly grasped Heisenberg's heart: It would be great if things went very smoothly! This includes "Little Fan" not hearing anything, Cassandra being completely in the dark, and the "Hercules" being safe. Think clearly.

At this point, Zhuang Xuteng knew what he should do.

Although it was still very dangerous, he could still steal a way out. He curled up on the cushion filled with crude oil, breathed less, covered his mouth with one hand, and then closed his eyes. He had to wait quietly, waiting for Heisenberg to wake him up.

Wake up. At the same time, he also wanted to pray for good luck and hope that Heisenberg would not shoot the shadow gun at the mat as soon as he came up.

The threat of death is real, and he is like a person walking on the edge of a cliff. When there is no other way, you really have to pray that every time you step on a solid stone, not a dead place that will collapse and slide.

There had been no sound outside the mat for a while, and it seemed that Cassandra should leave. At this time, Zhuang Xuteng heard Heisenberg calling him from outside: "Xiaofen, you can come out now."

He didn't move, so he pretended not to hear, because Heisenberg's voice was too low, almost like an ordinary speaking voice. If he responded at this time, it would be equivalent to admitting that he could hear the words.

"Little fan, you can come out!" The volume increased a bit, but it was still not enough. It was still far away from the safety line in Zhuang Xuteng's heart. "Did you hear it? I'm letting you come out!!"

The volume reached two exclamation points, well, it was almost there, but Zhuang Xuteng still didn't go out. He had already thought about it, it would be best to let Heisenberg come over and lift the mat, so that he would still have a chance to fight - if things were very bad

If so. Because he is covered with a water mattress filled with crude oil, this thing can weaken or even isolate the energy of the shadow slave. It should be able to restrain the shock pen and weaken the killing effect of the shadow slave gun. If Heisenberg wanted to kill him, he would not have opened it.

There is a possibility of attacking on the mat, but it is relatively small. The most suitable time to strike is when Zhuang Xuteng lifts the mat and Heisenberg uses the pen and shadow gun to kill him from a distance.

He refused to go out and pretended not to hear! Zhuang Xuteng remained motionless and hid under the mat.

After a while, Heisenberg yelled a few more times, and Heisenberg finally lost his patience. He squeezed through the gap in the cabinet, kicked the mat with his feet, and then lifted the mat. He saw "Xiaofen" covering the door with one hand.

He opened his mouth, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his other hand, yawned and looked at him.

"Oops!" Zhuang Xuteng suddenly realized, and said, "Can you come out? I fell asleep just now. Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently, but it's so quiet inside, the quietest I haven't seen in a long time..."

"Really?" Heisenberg kept one hand in his pocket, which always belonged to the pen. "What did you do in there?"

"I was very scared after I went in. I didn't know what was going on outside. I just wanted to keep quiet and listen to adults." Zhuang Xuteng used the words he had prepared long ago, put on an expression as if he was asking for credit, and said, "So I

I covered my mouth, breathed lightly, and stayed motionless. It was very stuffy inside the mattress, and I could hear a gurgling sound, which must be crude oil moving inside. The sound sounded very hypnotic, so I fell asleep."

"Asleep? You didn't hear anything?"

"It's not like I didn't hear them at all. I heard footsteps at first, the ones coming down the steps. But after the mat was covered, I couldn't hear the sound clearly. The more I wanted to hear, the more sleepy I became..." Zhuang Xuteng asked: "

Who is here? Is he the boss of the Wild Monkey Gang?"

"Yes, King Kong is here." Heisenberg snorted and answered perfunctorily, while motioning to Zhuang Xuteng to get up. At this time, both of his hands were outside his pockets.

"Is it King Kong? Wow, how tall is he? How heavy is he? Can he punch through walls?"

"He can hit your upper body to the roof with one punch and leave your lower body in place. Okay, stop talking nonsense and go wash up. You smell like crude oil."

Zhuang Xuteng lowered his head and sniffed, and it was indeed smelling. However, he still pretended to be confused and said, "No, I think it's fine."

"You've been here for so long that you've gotten used to it - just like a mouse gets used to the gutter. Go wash it off! Then come over and get back to work."

"Yes, sir!" Zhuang Xuteng knew that he was in danger and passed the test, so he got busy again.

"Put this mat away as well, I don't want it to smell. Besides, the crude oil will interfere with the function of the shadow slave and delay the work!"

Zhuang Xuteng cleaned up his body, including washing his body with industrial soap mixed with whale oil to remove the influence of crude oil. Next, he returned to his work station and looked at the progress of the "restored" work with a tearless expression.

.He didn’t say anything and silently started over.

What a useful guy. Heisenberg glanced at Zhuang Xuteng's profile with his peripheral vision, thinking mentally: It's easy to use, but he has to get rid of him quickly. Cassandra will come again, just after the next filtering process is completed.

Normally, a complete process takes a week. If you add one or two days of tidying up, she will definitely come within two weeks.

Before that, Xiaofen must learn something real and be able to assemble a simple shadow slave independently. If he can do this, he can barely be considered a chef. As for whether he can make a pistol, he has been taught it anyway, so he can’t learn that.

It's Xiaofen's own problem and has nothing to do with him. As long as he can have an explanation with Lucy, send him away as soon as possible. At least wait until the Hercules incident is over and the situation is calmer, so it will be easier to talk about the details.

"That's it!" He turned around and said in a rare kind tone: "Little fan! You have basically entered the industry. You know how to judge the level of a shadow servant, and you also roughly understand the rules of waste utilization. Now tell me

Say, what kind of shadow follower do you want to learn how to make?"

"Pistol!" Zhuang Xuteng said decisively without any hesitation.

"Well, you choose well. This one has the highest profit, but it is also very difficult!"

"I can learn! I'm not afraid of hardship! No matter how long it takes, I can persevere."

Damn it, it’s not whether you can persist, but I don’t want you to stay here any longer!

Heisenberg rolled his eyes unconsciously, which was keenly caught by Zhuang Xuteng.

"Xiaofen, since you have the motivation, let's get started. Put aside all those principles and intermediate knowledge, and learn my movements and methods first. You can't become a good chef overnight. I didn't teach you anything this time.

You can slowly understand things through practice, and you can always make up for it!”

Zhuang Xuteng nodded, widened his eyes, and looked expectant.

"Then let's get started!" Heisenberg said: "There are many basic configurations of the three-core pistol. Some require the company's technology and the joint efforts of many people to complete, which is not something we can get involved in. Pistols made by gangs generally use this

With the configuration, the manufacturing rate can be higher. Come on, let me draw it for you..."

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