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boom--!

The moment the trigger was pulled, the loud gunshot was deafening!

Combining the beauty of a firearm with excellent performance, the Colt Python revolver is extremely powerful. It can easily knock down a medium-sized beast at close range!

There was only a slight difference between the head being exploded and the silver-gray hair being slightly blown by the airflow from the muzzle. The bullet hit the roof of the bedroom.

The smile on Veronica's face didn't waver at all, she still smiled as she looked at the black-haired young man in front of her who suddenly stood up and opened the gun, with his right eye shining brightly.

"ha...."

With a lingering fear, she breathed a long sigh of relief, removed the 'wisdom' ability from her right eye, relaxed her tense body and slumped back to her original position, and took the dangerous 'toy' away from her hand. Fangran looked at Wei silently. Ronika was speechless:

"Are you crazy? The person in charge of Fiseld almost committed suicide just now..."

He glanced at it out of safety, and subconsciously prepared the gluttony barrier just now.

"Aren't you still here? I believe that any normal man would not want to see the face of a beautiful woman in front of him turn into brains, blood and skull fragments and explode in front of his eyes."

Not thinking that she had a brush with death, Veronica intertwined her fingers under her white chin and looked at the young man in front of her smiling like a blind girl in love:

"And aren't we friends? You will definitely save me."

What if I didn't react just now...

For this seemingly impeccable reason, Fangran looked at Veronica smiling in the night, as if he was the nervous one who had just shot,

"Didn't you expect to win the prize on the first shot? It looks like you are really lucky, Fangran."

The smile on her face seemed to be happier than before. Veronica looked at Fangran's smile as if looking at a polished and shiny gem.

"I heard that people who are good at this game seem to be able to sense where the bullet is based on the strength of the rotation and the slight difference in weight?"

Looking at the revolver in his hand, Fangran watched Veronica speak suspiciously, and then saw her denying it with a smile.

"Haha, that's just a lie in movies and TV shows."

Until just now, I thought that very high-ranking people would play this kind of gambling game with others during conversations. It was also a deceptive thing in movies and TV shows...

Looking at her smile that was almost like acknowledgment, Fangran was speechless and felt the huge gap between her and the Queen of Finance in terms of psychological speculation, verbal and behavioral hints, and conversational skills.

"I'm willing to admit defeat, then... let me think about where to start..."

Pretending to be a little troubled, she chuckled to herself, holding her cheek with one hand with a hint of curvature. Veronica looked out the window at the Paris night, and her silver-gray eyes suddenly looked at Fangran and smiled:

"Fangran, what do you think of this city?"

How about it?

Hearing her sudden question about such an irrelevant matter, he was slightly startled. His mind flashed through those rampant black thieves and robbers, as well as the ignorant poor people he saw during the day who were struggling at the bottom of society and even asked for help from the "witch". ,

Recalling that before sneaking into the ball, he looked at the big shots getting out of the car with his dark eyes. The experience from the bottom to the top created a Paris that was completely different from the tourists and residents in Fangran's eyes, which made him speak softly with a slightly complicated voice. :

"It always feels... not as good as I know..."

"Yeah, it's not that nice."

As if Fangran had said the correct answer,

Veronica looked at him with a meaningful tone.

"Racial invasion, atrocious crimes, the gap between rich and poor, lazy government, endless strikes and demonstrations... This city that calls for human rights and freedom is facing many serious social problems,"

Nonchalantly counting all the "unromantic crimes" in Paris, she took out a Western opera-style telescope and looked through the atrium to the bright ball hall on the other side.

"These are like the dark silt below, allowing the flowers rooted on top to bloom, part of which are the people below who symbolize capital."

"Including you?"

Hearing these words, Fang Ran suddenly smiled and happily accepted it as a compliment.

Veronica raised her silver-grey eyes with a certain kind of light, looked at him perfectly and calmly and admitted with a smile.

"Yes, I am the biggest capital."

Fangran couldn't help but feel his breath suffocate. The moment he heard these soft words, Fangran felt an indescribable expansion of aura from her body!

It always felt like at this moment, Veronica was really talking to him as the queen of the financial empire. Fangran listened to her soft words in a daze and subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

"After operating for more than two centuries, the total assets have reached thirteen zeros. This is almost 1/8 of the world's wealth, which is the limit of development. Money has long lost its meaning to me personally."

Lowering her calm eyes with a sense of cold dignity, Veronica casually took out the banknotes in the banknote gun, pinched a euro with the largest denomination with her long fingers and slowly tore it open, as if she was emotionless and indifferent. Tear a piece of paper.

"I have been troubled from the moment I recaptured Fiseld. In addition to stabilizing this huge financial empire, how can I make it break through again?"

"until...."

The indifference disappeared, Veronica smiled, and her eyes lit up with that bright light again.

"I thought of you, participants."

There was obviously a more sensational and seductive figure beside her, but he couldn't take his attention away from her at all.

Seeing that the black-haired young man in front of her was staring at her, Veronica looked into his eyes with a feminine and provocative smile, and continued the topic just now.

"In every era, there will be poor people at the bottom of society. In every era, there will be darkness like this city. Even the Renaissance, which shines with the brilliance of humanity, also has dark and cruel witch hunts happening at the same time."

The moment he heard this word, his eyes trembled. Fangran opened his eyes slightly and remembered what Ophia had said during the day, and the figure who was his salvation.

Everything he saw in the underground mines was full of darkness and darkness that disgusted him.

"These are impossible to eliminate, Fangran."

Then at the moment when he heard this conclusion, Fangran saw that Veronica's eyes were blazing and there was a soul-stirring attraction in her words.

"But, it can change."

Change?

Opening his eyes slightly in surprise, Fangran heard her simple and confident words.

"Yes, change."

Slender and smooth arms support her chin, and every move exudes nobility and elegance while also being sexy. Veronica's eyes sparkle with an intoxicating light.

"With the establishment of medicine and natural science, the worldwide industrial revolution, the rise of electronic information, and the advancement of cutting-edge technology, how many truths and common sense have slowly changed, and how much of the darkness of the past has been recognized and abandoned by people,"

"The simplest thing is that the poor today are much better off than they were in the past, aren't they?"

Listening to Veronica's softly smiling words, Fangran suddenly recalled the scene a century ago, and Fangran looked at her and was slightly stunned.

"So you understand why I said before that I thought of you participants."

In the dim night-filled bedroom, the gorgeous figure with silver-gray hair chuckled.

"An ordinary person with superpowers can save hundreds of dollars in labor costs once his ability is activated. A participant with healing abilities can even easily save a dying patient who needs hundreds of thousands of medical expenses,"

"I have always been puzzled by how you participants fight and kill each other. It is obvious that those abilities with different effects can play an unimaginable value in their corresponding situations and fields."

She raised her palm and pulled out another revolver out of thin air, recognizing it as the effect of a space device. Fangran saw Veronica looking at her with a chuckle,

"Especially anything sold by the technologists among you, if all of these can be promoted and integrated into social production..."

Slowly lowering his bright eyes.

"Fangran, do you know what this means?"

From the calmness in his eyes just now, there have been violent waves. Fangran can feel the grand seriousness and solemnity when listening to the words Veronica said from just now.

"This means terrifying profits, changing the development structure of the entire society, and the 'darkness' at the bottom will be easily changed,"

Veronica's expression finally changed from that smile to a warm one, and she stared at Fangran with a burning tone and spoke clearly:

"And in order to accomplish this, I need your presence on my side."

"So, are you satisfied with this reason?"

It was a cold night with no lights on, but the air felt warmer listening to her words. Listening to her plan to make the already huge financial empire even further,

Fangran looked at the Queen who held the power of wealth in front of her, and felt that her words were so cautious that she asked slowly:

"So that's why you've been trying to win me over?"

Then he saw Veronica holding up the black tea cup and sipping it gracefully,

The aura of the queen just now disappeared in an instant, and she smiled at herself with a dazzling and charming expression:

"No, I just made that up."

Sure enough...

Um?

....

The thoughts that he was pondering over in his mind suddenly got stuck. The look on Fangran's face was frozen, and he made an unbelievable confused voice in his heart.

ah! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

For a moment, he stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

"Ah, I was just wondering if it would be more effective to speak some righteous principles to boys your age. After all, nicotine will not be addictive if you have never been exposed to it, and virgins are more afraid of going to bed than women..."

Then seeing Veronica return to the look she had as a female friend at the beginning, her eyes flashed with the satisfaction of succeeding in her prank, she explained with a casual smile, and then she sighed helplessly and shook her head while holding the teacup:

"So so many times of seduction and seduction didn't work, so I almost gave up and tried to find another method."

Take a good look at the person next to you. If you tell lies with your eyes open, won't your conscience hurt? ? ? ?

He wanted to lift the table and shout angrily. When he heard her suddenly say this, Fangran, who felt so deceived that he couldn't even find Bei, was about to collapse madly!

Just now, he really thought that she was wooing him because of that, and he was still seriously thinking about what would happen if he agreed to her!

Looking at her breathing, it felt as if a stone had been hit on the calm surface of the water. Fangran now only felt angina when looking at Veronica's smile.

Veronica stared at him with flashing eyes, her voice deliberately lowered to a rich and charming tone.

"How's it going, Fangran, have you ever felt the anger of being deceived, the agitation of being manipulated by my guidance?"

"You wish you could hold me down now and teach me a lesson, so that I can admit my mistake and beg for mercy with tears and gasping for breath, and tell you the real reason honestly?"

Fangran was suffocated and didn't know what to say. Fangran listened to her continue to speak with deliberately seductive and provocative moist whispers, which seemed to add fuel to the fire and penetrated into his ears, raising his body surface temperature.

"sure."

Veronica smiled like a demon who aroused the desire in the human heart. She gently hugged the silver-haired maid beside her who had been calm and silent. Her fingers traced her slender thighs and slender waist covered in black stockings, and finally hooked the milky white and soft upper body that covered her body. the edge of,

There was something profound in his eyes.

"If it's you Fangran, there's no problem in changing my itinerary."

I...you...this...I...

He was blushing and completely speechless by what she said. He felt that she was making him excited with her step-by-step dialogue. Not only did she use traps to arouse agitation and arouse her desires, but she also prepared the impact of the 'picture'.

Completely giving up on this advanced conversational skill that he could never learn in his life, and once again admitting that he was no match for this person, Fangran could only close his eyes and speak incoherently, choking up thousands of words into one word.

Dry! ! ! ! !

I went through a big circle with you, but finally this is what you told me!

Why have you given up? ! ! !