Corrupt Protoss, plan to kill Feiqi!

"Mr. Fang, please come with me."

Burton saluted respectfully and made a "please" gesture, "Protoss investigation is very fast, time is running out.

"Ok.

Fang Qingshi stood up and walked out of the private room.

Burton led him downstairs.

As he walked, he turned his head curiously and asked Burton, "How are you going to remove my suspicions?"

As Lauder's assistant, he must be the key suspect.

Fang Qing's name, appearance, and space laws were all recorded.

Everything else is a good camouflage.

But the rules are the hard part.

The top priority of the Protoss' operation this time lies in the "law of time and space" of the supreme law of the universe.

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No matter if Fang Qingshi revealed the laws of space or the laws of time, they would definitely be "taken care of" by the Protoss.

Hiding in a small world?

That doesn't work either, the Protoss will definitely check every corner that can hide, and dig three feet to find the target!

If it really doesn't work, Fang Qing will leave Semi City first.

After the limelight is over, come back to plan the killing of Feige's "August 10".

The Eros Protoss did not use the supreme artifact to block the universe, even if it did block the universe, Fang Qingji was not Wu Xia Meng long ago, and he is now a median god.

If you really want to go, no one can stop him.

"Don't worry, I have my own way, Mr. Fang just needs to ask me."

Burton said with a mysterious smile.

Fang Qingshi raised his eyebrows, seeing that he was so confident, so he didn't say more.

The two came to another secret room.

Likewise, only the branch leader can open the secret room.

This secret room is very small, five meters square.

There is only one shelf inside, and there are many things on it.

This is the secret place of the Chamber of Commerce, which hides many big secrets.

But now the matter is urgent, Burton brought Fang Qingshi in directly, he will use all means to protect Fang Qing's safety.

"These things are…"

Fang favored Mi's eyes and looked at the things on the wooden shelf.

Burton reached out and took a small box from the top and handed it to Fang Qinggan.

After the box was opened, there was a display of divine dishes with different lights and shapes.

"These are the clergy of the normal law, you can pick a divine dish.

Burton said.

Fang Qingpao couldn't help but be amazed.

In the realm of the gods, he is very clear about how difficult it is to get a "god" identity.

But I didn't expect that a small branch of the World Chamber of Commerce would have seven divine plates.

Each disk corresponds to a priesthood.

And those who hold this priesthood must register with their real names, what is their name, what is their identity, when they perform their duties, which righteous god they serve… These things are all recorded, and they cannot be faked at all.

But now, Burton took out seven divine discs that had already been distributed and let him choose.

It also means that these seven priesthoods are just names, and in fact no one holds them.

"Where did you get it from?"

Fang Qing asked, and picked out a Vanir protoss disc.

When Burton saw that he had chosen the divine dish, he asked the box and smiled: "Hey! Greed is human nature, and the Protoss also has corruption. As long as you give enough money, some righteous gods are willing to violate the rules and sell the priesthood. 99

Fang Qingcian shrugged when he heard the words.

Money can make ghosts, and the sun is behind the shadows.

The consistent behavior of the World Chamber of Commerce: there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved by money, if there is, it must be that the money is not enough!

Smash with more money!

"These godheads were bought through informal channels, but they were not fake, they were all real.

Burton carefully put the box containing the oracle back in its place.

Then he reached out and pulled a drawer under the hook.

A box the size of a slap was taken out from it.

Then he looked at Fang Qing, handed the box over, and said earnestly: "This is the identity of the divine dish you have chosen, and…the godhead!

Fang Qing's pupils shrank slightly.

He took the box, opened it, and was shocked.

Among them is a red-light shining median godhead, which is overflowing with the law of fire of the camp and the breath of profound meaning.

Below the godhead, is a delicate card.

There is a record of information on it —

Occupation: Vanir Protoss, the current castle steward of "Benson Vanir", the deputy chief of the royal knights.

Name: Basil Atwood

Law: Fire

Realm: median god

Esoteric: Elemental Body

Personal resume: Originally a wild god, he has been employed for 300 million years in the gods, and has no wife…

The information is very complete, and even the appearance and posture of Bazel Atwood before his death, there is no false moisture.

Fang Qing looked at the godhead in his hand.

This godhead is very well preserved.

However, the spirit in it was wiped away.

The disciples left an empty godhead without a soul.

He couldn't help but twitch slightly at the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Lu Burton with a half-smile: "What you bought is not just a priesthood, but a life of a god.

Burton nodded calmly and said, "If they dare to sell, we will dare to buy it. It is the Protoss who seeks money and kills their lives, and we are just businessmen."

The vice-chief of the royal knight of the Vanir Protoss actually killed his own control, stripped out the godhead, wiped off the soul with a special method, and then sold the priesthood together with the godhead and the divine dish to the World Chamber of Commerce.

In this way, there are still people in the clergy on the surface, and their status will not be eliminated by the official organization of the Protoss, the "Holy Hall".

In fact, the real owner has been killed, and the priesthood has long been sold to the World Chamber of Commerce.

After all, only the hall of priesthood is qualified to produce divine saucers.

If the righteous gods want to be served by the outer gods, they must apply for the priesthood on their own initiative.

This is the law of the gods.

In a sense, the Protoss is a complex and complete country.

And one that you want to function properly, naturally requires a lot of rules and restrictions.

The existence of the priesthood hall is to prevent the priesthood from overflowing and affecting the rule.

But did not expect.

There are policies and measures to counter.

Any person, put on a godhead, change his appearance, and add a god plate, can be completely fake.

Become an impeccable Outer God.

Based on this inference, the other six divine disks are also traded in the same way.

The dignified gods.

So corrupt for money!

A small branch has distributed seven such divine disks in case of emergencies.

It is hard to imagine how many outer gods in the entire God Domain, the seven planes, were killed and "sold" by their masters like this.

Obsessed with greed!

hum!

The small fiery red godhead was embedded in Fang Qingliu's eyebrows, and it seemed that he was not at all diligent.

His body and appearance wriggled for a while, turning into a thin old man, the appearance of Bazel.

The fluctuation of the breath of the law of fire is very obvious.

But it's just camouflage.

Unless the godhead is swallowed up, absorbed and refined, the laws and profound meanings in the godhead cannot be used.

Fang Qing raised his collar to block his own godhead.

Then he turned his head to look at Lu Burton, and said with a smile: "Your World Chamber of Commerce is too daring, if the top officials of the Protoss strictly investigate the divine dish and crack down on corruption, you will probably be hurt. 3

Burton smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and corrected: "It's not 'you', it's 'us', Mr. Fang, you are also a member of the Chamber of Commerce, we will all be astonishing in the future."

Even the priests dare to buy and sell. If it is said that it is purely for money, then Fang Qingyan0.3 will not believe it.

The ambition of the World Chamber of Commerce is huge!

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

dong dong dong!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

And the voice came in–

"Open the door! We have been ordered to hunt down the evil spirits, and everyone will be caught for inspection! 39

"call."

Burton took a deep breath and looked at Fang Qing: "Let's go, Mr. Fang… No, your current identity is Bazel, the butler of the vice-chief of the Royal Knights of the Vanir Protoss, we haven't seen each other for many years. My old friend, you came to the plane of Eros to find me, to catch up.

Fang Qing Shi nodded with a calm expression on his face.

As long as you have dealt with this investigation.

He can settle down here.

Then prepare well and kill that bastard Fitch!

Five days later, people from the headquarters of the World Chamber of Commerce will arrive and pick up Fang Qing and leave.

So, he only has five days.

Within five days, Fitch must be killed silently!

And can't influence the people of the chamber of commerce to pick him up and leave,