The sunset falls from the distant mountains, burning the clouds and clouds in the sky red. The evening breeze is gentle, neither dry nor hot.

Instead of wearing a suit and ties, Shen Zhicheng slowly walked out of the house in casual clothes and walked towards the new neighbor named "Zhao Yu".

To be honest, he had a good impression of the neighbor named Zhao Yu. He was gentle and polite. He looked like a friendly gentleman. Compared to the thugs everywhere in the Alpha Empire, Shen Zhicheng felt that they should become friends.

As a business broker who has gone out of the Han Empire, Shen Zhicheng has always felt that the most important thing as a businessman is to learn to make friends, so no matter when, Shen Zhicheng will be willing to know more people, even if he is likely to never use these friends in his life. However, during the holidays, Shen Zhicheng will greet him politely and keep a familiar state.

Shen Zhicheng thought this was very useful, especially in the Alpha Empire, where chaos potions are rampant and local forces are complicated. Some friends can solve many problems. Someone once said a famous saying: In the Alpha Empire, you may not know the imperial officials, but you must not know the Chaos potions merchants, otherwise it will be difficult for you to live in this place.

In Shen Zhicheng's view, this shows the importance of friends, and in his opinion, Zhao Yu has a great status. This is the experience Shen Zhicheng has made in making friends over the years. He moves his energy and nourishes his body. A person's temperament will change with the living environment. Zhao Yu has the temperament of a high-ranking person. Making friends with such people can often bring great benefits.

He reached out to take off the doorbell and the villa door slowly opened. Shen Zhicheng met Zhao Yu again. Zhao Yu was wearing a large black T-shirt and also equipped with large black wide sports shorts. It vaguely made people feel the strong body under the t-shirt.

Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but envy his figure, but unfortunately he spent most of his time making friends and had no time to exercise. Instead, he spent more time on a sauna.

"Mr. Zhao really has a toned figure, and I am very envious of it!"

"If Mr. Shen wants to do so, he can practice it even after spending a month or two."

Zhao Yu said and made a gesture of invitation. Shen Zhicheng immediately greeted Zhao Yu and walked into the living room. While greeting him, Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but feel more and more that Zhao Yu's conversation was like a noble temperament. At the same time, he was more and more sure that Zhao Yu's background was not simple at all. It was probably the noble of the Alpha Empire, or even the noble of the Insit Empire.

The decoration arrangement in the living room can also confirm this. This is completely classical decoration from Hebrew XVI. Even if these things may not be genuine, it can be seen that Zhao Yu, a man, has a high taste.

After walking into the living room and looking around, Shen Zhicheng discovered that there was a tall and strong Western man in the living room. You should know that Zhao Yu was probably 1.9 meters tall, and this man was even taller. Shen Zhicheng, who was only 1.75 meters tall, was almost looking up at this man.

Shen Zhicheng glanced at Zhao Yu, pointed to the tall Western man and said, "What is this?"

"My bodyguard, James Bond, may also work as a personal assistant part-time." Zhao Yu said with a smile, as if this is called James Bond, is just an ordinary assistant.

But Shen Zhicheng didn't think so. He saw the kind of calluses holding a gun on James Bond's palm, and in this man named "James Bond", Shen Zhicheng felt the breath of blood.

Is it because I feel unsafe that I carry such a bodyguard with me?... Shen Zhicheng subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yu, but said, "This person is not simple at first glance."

"Mr. Chen has been too much, but I can't even beat Mr. Mr. James Bond said authentically as if he was polite.

This is really fake... Despite this thought, Shen Zhicheng still praised: "If you have the chance, you must see Mr. Zhao's skills."

You probably wouldn't want to see the gentleman take action. He was never gentle when he chopped people, but like a thug or a madman... When he heard Shen Zhicheng's comments, Spearbo, who was playing "James Bond", couldn't help but look up at Shen Zhicheng and said in his heart, and then labeled Shen Zhicheng as "too young, too simple".

Zhao Yu smiled elegantly and said, "Let's talk about this when you have time. We can eat hot pot first."

To be honest, people like Zhao Yu who grew up abroad like to eat hot pot, which Shen Zhicheng never thought of, but he enjoyed it very much.

There is nothing like having a hot pot meal in a foreign country. If so, eat two meals.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to treat me to hot pot."

Seeing the bright red chili oil floating on the hot pot and smelling the refreshing fragrance, Shen Zhicheng smiled.

Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "It's a pity... this hot pot is still not very authentic."

Shen Zhixing patted his chest and said, "If Mr. Zhao wants to eat authentic hot pot, he can go to the Han Empire. I will definitely sweep the bed to greet him."

"There is always a chance. I've been preparing to go to the Han Empire."

While reaching out to wash the tripe, Zhao Yu said kindly: "But I still want to learn about the Han Empire before going to the Han Empire."

"If Mr. Zhao has any questions, please ask me. I, Shen Zhicheng, will answer everything." Shen Zhicheng said while picking up the chopsticks.

"I heard that the relationship between the Han Empire and the Insit Empire has always been not very good?" Zhao Yu said with the tripe in his hand and dipped it in the sauce.

"Maybe there is some friction, but it is still within a relatively controllable range. I will never take my anger at the tourists who came to the Han Empire. Is Mr. Zhao a member of the Insit Empire?" Shen Zhicheng asked.

"I'm not, I'm a wandering soul on earth, and the world is home." Zhao Yu shook his head and changed the topic: "I don't know what business Mr. Chen is doing?"

Shen Zhicheng spread his hands: "I mainly work as a trading broker before the Alpha Empire and the Han Empire, and I took commissions and earned some money."

Zhao Yu said, "The business between the empires is not small."

Shen Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "I don't know what Mr. Zhao does?"

Zhao Yu looked up and smiled, "I am usually responsible for helping people solve problems, no matter what kind of trouble you are."

What a big tone, am I wrong. Zhao Yu is a senior executive of the seven Chaos Potion Merchants? Otherwise, how could he say such things in the Alpha Empire? But I have never heard of any senior executive of the seven Chaos Potion Merchants who are oriental... Shen Zhicheng thought for a moment in his mind, but he still smiled and said, "When brother is in trouble, please don't refuse."

"Of course not. After all, maybe I need Mr. Chen's help one day." Zhao Yu said with a smile, as if there was a deep meaning in his words.

Shen Zhicheng also heard it, but he didn't understand what this person meant. Could it be that there was something he needed to transport to the Han Empire?

However, Zhao Yu seemed to have no intention of explaining, and Shen Zhicheng could only continue to simmer his tripe.

Spielberg, who plays "James Bond", is concentrating on his meals. Although he doesn't understand why the gentleman invited this guy to dinner, don't think about what he can't figure out. Spielberg has been completely conquered by the deliciousness of hot pot.

Under the huge chandeliers, the light reflects sporadic light spots in the crystal-like pendant. Zhao Yu would ask questions about the Han Empire from time to time, while Shen Zhicheng would answer them carefully, and everything seemed extremely harmonious.

………

At the same time, three figures jumped over the tall walls of the Northon villa area and landed in the woods on the roadside in the villa area. After landing, they quickly determined their location.

"Villa No. 032 on the left, remove the camera and we lurk over."

Accompanied by the sound of the camera being destroyed, the three of them quickly passed through the concrete ground like a shadow in the darkness and touched Villa No. 032.

When they arrived at the villa, the three of them walked up the wall and climbed up the roof of the villa like a gecko.

Under the vague light, it was vaguely seen that the figures of these people seemed to be a little less like humans.

………

In the villa, Zhao Yu, who was talking to Shen Zhicheng, seemed to notice something. He looked up at the chandelier hanging directly above the dining table. The chandelier light shone on Zhao Yu's face and reflected in his deep pupils.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Zhicheng noticed Mr. Zhao's abnormality, raised the wine glass in his hand and said.

He couldn't help but become much more enthusiastic about Zhao Yu, perhaps because after coming to the Alpha Empire, most of them were accommodating the tastes of locals, which made him not eat so smoothly for a long time.

Zhao Yu smiled, reached out and pulled out his napkin and wiped his mouth, and then said, "Mr. Chen should have seen the world when he traveled around the world, and he should always be calm in the face of accidents."

Facing Zhao Yu's inexplicable words, Shen Zhicheng paused. Even though he had an amazing experience, he could not understand what this sentence meant. Shen Zhicheng put down his goblet and said:

"What does Mr. Zhao mean?"

Zhao Yu looked at Shen Zhicheng with a faint smile, put down the napkin in his hand and stood up, saying, "Some uninvited evil guests, the next scene may be a bit bloody?"

"bloody?"

Shen Zhicheng felt that he could not keep up with the conversation, so why did he suddenly become bloody?

At this moment, Shen Zhicheng suddenly felt that the lights were dimming. He looked up and saw that the originally gorgeous Sun God's wing mural began to gradually turn yellow, rot, and fall off, as if it had gone through countless times in this moment and was completely ruined.

The scarlet blood spread down the murals, and the crystal clear chandeliers began to become dim. The lights in the entire living room quickly dimmed and gradually fell into darkness.

Shen Zhicheng was so shocked by this scene that he stood up and subconsciously leaned back. After his eyes swept across the table, Shen Zhicheng was even more frightened and took a big step back.

The scarlet spicy oil in the hot pot has turned into blood at this time, emitting a strong smell of blood. In the hot pot, you can vaguely see the white-cooked head, and the hideous face makes people's scalp numb.

Shen Zhicheng felt that dense beads of sweat were oozing out from behind him in an instant. Did he eat these just now?

"vomit……"

An uncontrollable feeling of vomiting made Shen Zhicheng lean down and open his mouth, but before he could spit it out, he saw a more terrifying scene.

The wooden floor in the hall was completely decayed, and he was stepping on the white bones under the floor. At this moment, a hand bone on the ground suddenly grabbed Shen Zhicheng.

Shen Zhicheng only felt his ankles tightened, his legs instantly collapsed, and he was tripped to the ground by the bones under his feet, smashing the bones into pieces.

"ah!!!"

A scream rang out.

And at this moment, Bai Yang, who played "Zhao Yu", started to husky.

"Relax, Mr. Chen, you are also a person who travels around the world. Don't make a fuss. Everything is just an illusion, but it's like an illusion. Don't be scared by the illusion."

Shen Zhicheng looked up at the sound of talking, but saw that "Zhao Yu" had walked to the edge of the living room at some point, holding a Tang Heng knife in his hand.

He just stood there, unable to say calm, but Shen Zhicheng was even more afraid. He looked at the bones on the ground, the heads of the humans in the hot pot and the black-clothed "Zhao Yu" holding a knife. He thought of the cannibal ghost in the story without control, and supported the ground with both hands and retreated backwards.

Without taking a few steps, Shen Zhicheng bumped into Spielberg, who disguised as "James Bond". Spielberg also put down his chopsticks at this time. He glanced at Shen Zhicheng with an expressionless face. The fierce look on his face made Shen Zhicheng even more frightened. He only hated why he hadn't fainted at this time.

I'm going to be eaten, I'm going to be eaten... Shen Zhicheng feels that his body is already cold.

"Don't be so timid. You are a guest of your husband at least and you won't let anything happen to you."

At this moment, Spielberg mentioned Shen Zhicheng to the table and chair. As a person who had seen such a strange person once, although Spielberg was still afraid, he could still remain calm. Since Mr. Bai was still there, there would be no big problems.

What does it mean? Can't eat me... Shen Zhicheng felt a mess in his mind, but he didn't dare to move, he just dared to stay where he was honest.

In the living room, blood drips on the chandelier that had completely dimmed. Bai Yang held Tang Heng's knife in his hand and looked up at the blood dripping from the air, and a hoarse voice rang out.

"Don't you come out yet?"

Just as the sound of the poplar fell, in the huge mirror on the side of the living room, a monster with eight arms slowly climbed down from the ceiling of the mirror world and fell on the dining table. The plate containing hot pot side dishes on the table was instantly knocked down.

What is even more terrifying is that there are no monsters with eight arms on the chandeliers outside the mirror, but the dining plates on the table were also knocked down.

There seemed to be a monster that was completely invisible on the table.

The living room suddenly became silent, and only the monster with eight arms looked at each other with the poplar through the mirror. The slender tongue stretched out from the monster's mouth and made a hoarse sound, and dripping dripping on the dining table.

Shen Zhicheng felt that his blood seemed to condense at this moment. He had been to many places in his life, but he had never seen such a strange scene. The scenes in horror movies were warmer than this.

At this moment, Shen Zhicheng heard the sound of the long knife slowly pulling out the hilt, and a hoarse voice that became excited:

“A very good experimental product.”

At this time, Shen Zhicheng turned his head and looked in the direction of "Zhao Yu". The man slowly drew out the long knife, and he was smiling.
Chapter completed!