I can return to the age of mysterious-Chapter 128 - 113 Terrifying Shadow Demon (4500) _1

Chapter 128: 113 “Terrifying” Shadow Demon (4500) _1

Chapter 128: 113 “Terrifying” Shadow Demon (4500) _1

A few hours later, on Zhangye Street.

A figure in a loose trench coat swiftly approached.

A black sedan was parked by the side of the road, the window on the driver’s side slowly rolled down. Violet glanced at the figure.

Casio held a box in each hand, his palms that held the boxes were fitted with a pair of distinctively marked white gloves.

“Looks like… it was successful?” Violet turned her head back.

Click, the rear door was pulled open. Casio bent over and entered the carriage, sitting on the seat with the two boxes placed on the carpet.

“Congratulations, BOSS.”

A congratulatory voice came from Violet in the front driver’s seat.

Casio didn’t answer, he merely nodded. After a moment, he said, “Take me home, no, go to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall first.” He glanced at the watch on his wrist.

“Alright.”

The sedan started up and promptly drove towards the Red Tower Street.

In the back seat, Casio opened one of the boxes he had previously opened, which was filled with gloves and metal poker cards.

He took out a poker card and scrutinized it. The workmanship was exquisite and the card was not heavy. It was proportionately sized down for easy carrying. Of course, these weren’t for show.

Instead, they were a symbol, an intimidating symbol.

Just like how some big gangs would unify their attire once they reached a certain scale of development. They would even instruct their subordinates to utter a catchphrase before killing someone: “By the order of XXX.” This is actually forming a kind of gang business card, building up the organization’s deterrent force.

The Black Spade A organization also had the same gang business cards, where the lower-ranking members or assassins would mostly have a badge shaped like a black spade to show their membership. And the twelve senior members naturally had metal poker cards as business cards, along with the swan silk white gloves worn on the hands.

Just imagine, when the high-ranking members of the Black Spade A organization had a meeting. Fourteen people were seated at a long table, each expressing a strong aura with serious expressions, each with a white glove on their hand.

There was an inexplicable sense of professionalism and solemnity.

Getting rid of the strange image in his mind, Casio opened the other box, which was full of green Federal Coins of the Hong Li Federation. The total was one million, given to him by White Bird after the meeting. This was supposedly Casio’s retainer fee for his upcoming actions against the Sand Dust Organization.

Moreover, this was merely an advance payment. If the subsequent operation was successful and the Sand Dust Organization’s antique transfer warehouse was taken down, Casio would get an additional two million Federal Coins.

The operation mode of the Black Spade A organization was a bit like a commercial company. Aside from certain special circumstances, when members were assigned a task by the organization, they were paid. As the fourth-ranked member of the Assassination Department and the newly promoted “J” of Diamonds, naturally, the price for each of Casio’s moves wasn’t cheap. Considering that the opponent was the recently thriving Sand Dust Organization, a total of three million Hong Li Federation Coins was justifiable.

In fact, this was still considered less. After all, Casio was exploiting the inner workings of Black Spade A, and he couldn’t overcharge. If Black Spade A were to cooperate with other forces and Casio was sent as support, the profit would be much greater.

To say the least, it would be doubled. Of course, Black Spade A would also take a cut. But overall, the cash in hand would certainly be more than before.

Still, it’s nice to stand in the shade of a big tree.

Whether it’s to acquire antique resources or money, Casio needed the aid of Black Spade A. He had his own plans.

About ten minutes later, the car stopped on Red Tower Street.

Casio didn’t enter the martial arts hall, but waited at the door.

When he went to the Assassination Department meeting at noon, he forgot to bring ointment. By the time the meeting ended, it was almost time for Phil and the others to finish school. So, Casio had Violet drive straight to the Grey Stamp Martial Arts Hall to pick up his three prospective disciples and take them to his new home.

This saved him the trouble of making an extra round trip.

Five minutes later, there were three additional silhouettes in the back seat.

Instead, Casio sat in the co-pilot’s seat.

Tifa curiously asked, “Master, did you buy a car?”

Casio paused for a moment and then said, “Sort of…”

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This Black Cloud Sedan was currently being driven by Violet, but in about half an hour or so, it should be his.

From the corner of his eye in the back seat, Phil seemed to be focusing on Violet’s profile in the driver’s seat. He always thought that this beautiful big sister looked familiar as if she were friends with his brother Matthew.

“Let’s go, to my house.” Casio crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Half an hour later, in the yard of Casio’s new home.

Violet was dumbfoundedly watching the battered Black Cloud Sedan on the ground in front of her.

“Huh? You want me to drive this car back? BOSS…” she turned to look at Casio who was leaning against another intact Black Cloud Sedan with his arms folded on his chest, maintaining his serious and cold expression, with his right thumb up.

“You can do it.” He encouraged earnestly.

“Is it a question of ability? This wrecked car that rolled into the ditch and turned into this mess, it’s bound to stall as soon as it hits the road. If the fuel tank has a leak, it might explode at the touch of the accelerator.” Violet ranted internally.

Casio at her side seemed to have sensed Violet’s irritation.

He then said, “In fact, this Black Cloud car only appears to be somewhat wrecked on the outside, but the internal structure and the engine are still intact. I remember I was the one who flipped the car on Ruklin Avenue, and I still managed to drive it back the four or five kilometers distance.”

Casio paused for a moment before continuing, “I mainly had to send the three students home today which was a bit of a hassle, you wouldn’t want me to use this wrecked car to send them, right? Or you could wait patiently until six or seven at night and give the three lads a ride?”