Chapter 539

"Master! Found it! The murderer is this woman!"

Full two hours later, Polman finally locked a young woman wearing a black windbreaker and long black hair from many surveillance videos, made the blurred picture clear through software, printed it and sent it to the room on the top floor of the stronghold.

But it's a pity that the woman seems very alert and keeps her head down. The camera can't capture her face, but her height and weight can be roughly estimated.

Looking at this tempting figure, Zhang Cheng tilted his mouth, smiled and directly ordered: "send me a photo to all members of Parliament and lords in New York, and then send another to the Supreme Council. Clearly tell them that a dangerous person claiming to be of Selma descent has appeared."

"I see! I'll send someone to do it right away. Besides, are you sure you don't need to launch a wanted notice to let the residents of the whole underground world look for it?" Polman asked carefully.

"No, no, wait until the auction is over. Why don't you go back early to spend Christmas with your family? They shouldn't know your true identity yet?" Zhang Cheng waved his hand carelessly, and his eyes haven't left the woman on A4 paper.

He has a hunch that the other party will bring unprecedented stimulation and entertainment to himself in the next period of time.

you 're right!

In his opinion, the descendants of Selma, who once caused great casualties to the North American Council, are at best a little stronger and far from jumping out of the chessboard to become a real chess player.

To be exact, few members of the Supreme Council can see through the true face of the world.

Only a few old people like Faust and Laverne who have insight into the secrets hidden in history can understand what real power is, and even desire to surpass the limits of mortals and become a real God.

greedy!

envy!

Ambition!

Desire!

Although many people regard them as the root of evil and the dark side of human nature, they ignore that it is they that have made mankind move from primitive barbarism to civilization and completed one miracle after another that even gods admire.

To some extent, greed, jealousy, ambition and desire are the most precious wealth of mankind.

Only when you want something from your heart will you work hard and struggle at all costs and release your full potential

Polman obviously didn't know what his loyal object was thinking at the moment, and a rare gentle expression appeared on his face: "yes! I haven't told them, and I'm not even sure whether to tell them. Maybe I don't know about the underground world. It's good to pass ordinary life. Of course, if someone of my children wakes up, it's another matter."

"Hehe, it's not easy to be a parent, is it?" Zhang Cheng joked in a half joking tone.

"Yes! Now, I don't know how my parents put up with the stupid things I did in adolescence. Oh, by the way, I've prepared a small gift for you, Merry Christmas." as he said, Polman took out a delicate gift box from his pocket.

Zhang Cheng took it and opened it. He found that it was a dagger inlaid with a beautiful group of mother emeralds, emitting a faint smell of magic. It seemed that the soul of a powerful animal was sealed inside.

"Zanka's dagger is said to be the weapon of a voodoo witch doctor in North Africa in the 14th century. You can get the power of the animal spirit sealed inside with it. Although it may not be useful to you, it is the best gift I can get." Polman introduced with a smile.

"Thank you! It's a good weapon! As a return gift, I'll give you this." Zhang Cheng casually took out a bottle of potion that can strengthen the upper limit of the body's absorption of magic from the magic pocket and threw it.

"What is this?"

Feeling the strong energy emitted from the medicine bottle, Polman's eyes showed an incredible light.

Maybe others don't know the young master's ability in alchemy, especially in preparing magic potions, but he knows it very well.

Many people in the underground world do not hesitate to kill in order to get a bottle of the lowest healing potion or magic restoration potion.

In just a few short hours, more than thirty or forty unlucky people died for this.

"Nothing, a gadget that can permanently improve your magic. You can drink it yourself or give it to your children. Well, save your thanks. You can go home after doing this. Finally, Merry Christmas."

With the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng went straight out of the office and took a special elevator to the underground parking lot.

Before he took out the key, he saw a beautiful figure standing next to the car, staring at himself with a smile.

"Ms. Venus? Are you waiting for me?"

"Of course! What's the matter? Are you interested in taking me out for a ride?" Venus offered an invitation.

"No problem! I happen to have something to tell you," said Zhang Cheng, opening the door and making a gesture of invitation.

Venus did not hesitate to get into the co pilot's position and asked with interest, "what's the matter?"

Zhang Cheng skillfully started the car, drove out of the parking lot slowly, walked aimlessly along the main road, and handed the printed picture to the other party after seven or eight minutes: "Look, a woman claiming to be a descendant of Selma appeared. She not only killed old bath and the guests in the store, but also robbed half of the gold disc, which is said to be engraved with mysterious symbols and ancient words."

"Descendants of Selma?!" Venus obviously heard of the curse and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

However, she soon regained her composure and brushed her lips with indifference: "it doesn't matter. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. If she is really the descendant of Selma, she will only kill the blood relatives of those who once betrayed, so as to give a headache to the Supreme Council and those ancient families."

"Oh? So you're not going to take part in the arrest of her?" an accident flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

"Not necessarily! See what price they can offer. If the price is high enough, I don't mind being a bounty hunter myself. Besides, please take me to this address." Venus handed me a note.

“OK！”

Zhang Cheng glanced, without saying anything, immediately stepped on the accelerator, turned a corner at a very fast speed and drove straight towards long island.

Through the rear-view mirror, he could clearly see that a silver gray sports car was always far behind, planning to lead it to a place with few people to see what the other party had in mind.

You know, at present, the sky in New York is almost completely dark. It's normal to even die on the roadside