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In the end, the two of them sat by the roadside and ate a meal of ramen noodles.

Although there was a chef who was proficient in all kinds of dishes in the Tong Mansion, but the Miss Tong had never eaten ramen before. She excitedly asked Zhou Heng like a child: "Placing so many things inside won't make the soup taste weird?"

When Miss Tong took a sip of the ramen soup, her eyes immediately turned cold: "It's very delicious!"

Looking at her excited expression, Zhou Heng seemed to feel a tasty atmosphere.

What was the taste of ramen noodles? Zhou Heng had already forgotten about it. Perhaps, he would be able to taste it again forever.

After the two came out of the Lamian restaurant, Zhou Heng took a taxi and drove the two to drunkard's workshop.

At the same time.

Ding Long received a call from his subordinate.

The police had sealed off a bar in the city on the grounds that he was suspected of cheating his customers with water-based liquor. The question was, how many bars sold liquor without water? The police were just trying to find a reason to check his shop.

The police regarded him as the prime suspect in the most recent and frequent cases of female disappearance. This gave him a headache. In this period of time, Ding Long was busy cleaning up the people around him who had ulterior motives, and did not care about the things outside. Moreover, his business at Seaside was already stable, and he only had a few ladies under his command. Even if he lacked young ladies, he wouldn't do something as foolish as kidnapping a ticket. The risks and the rewards weren't even proportional. But even if he had told this story to the police, they would not have believed him. After all, if he had been a police officer, he would have been the first to suspect himself.

Who told him to be the greatest leader of the undersea world?

Another call came in.

"Hello." Ding Long picked up the phone.

"Dragon King," said a slightly hoarse voice on the other end of the line, "the things you want to check have been found for you."

"As expected of the 'guide', is there nothing in this world that you can't find?" A smile emerged on Ding Long's face.

"No need for compliments," the hoarse voice retorted. "Is the money ready?"

"When you called, the money was transferred to your account." Ding Long replied.

"Very good."

"What about the news I wanted?" Ding Long asked.

"The person selling drugs in your place is an organization from Ingleside. Those disappearances were also caused by them." At this point, the hoarse voice stopped.

"That's it?" Ding Long was a little shocked, he had spent a lot of money and all this information was gathered using his information network, "Take out some good will, bring the person over."

"Hmph." A sneer came from the other end of the phone, "What I'm going to say next, you better prepare yourself."

"Speak, don't keep us in suspense." Ding Long tried his best to suppress his emotions, preventing his impatient tone from revealing it.

"The homeless dog that you chased out, Xiang Yunhai is working for them."

Ding Long took a deep breath. It was not hard to guess, because the other party had started to become active right after Xiang Yunhai disappeared. After all, Xiang Yunhai had been brothers with him for twenty years. If anyone could bite him, then that person would definitely be Xiang Yunhai.

"That organization has been in Europe for six hundred years." "I advise you not to provoke them, for they are not mortals."

"If he isn't a mortal, then what is he?" Ding Long was not affected by the other party's words. He was cautious in his actions, and would never put himself in danger.

"It's a group of Magi."

Magus? Ding Long was stunned, he knew one of the Heavenly Master Realm, and now a group of Magi appeared, what was wrong with this world?

The other party seemed to have expected Ding Long's reaction, causing him to become silent, and waited for Ding Long to come back to his senses.

After a while, Ding Long asked his last question: "What is the name of that organization?" Even if he could not be provoked, he had to at least know who his opponent was.

The person on the other end of the line said only two words — "Black Tower."

"Boss!" Zhou Heng carried the white cat and walked into the drunkard's workshop.

It was the first time that Miss Tong, who had grown up in Tong Mansion, came to such a dirty and messy place. The metal dust and the flying charcoal dust mixed together had turned into a pungent smell, and the furnishings inside the shop were extremely messy. Many of the metal blocks were casually thrown on the ground, and it was impossible to tell which ones were sold, or which were the owner's own tools.

She carefully avoided the metal pieces on the ground and followed Zhou Heng to the boss.

Just like last time, the shop owner was sleeping with his head held high. Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth and formed a sparkling line.

Zhou Heng started to suspect if he only had one customer.

"Boss," he pushed the boss's shoulder, "I'm here to pick up the goods!"

The boss opened his eyes from his sleep and smacked his lips, as if he was still reminiscing about his dream.

"I'm here to retrieve the copper rod that I ordered last time." Zhou Heng could only repeat himself.

The owner immediately jumped up from his seat and said, "Oh my gosh, you can finally come!"

Zhou Heng was shocked by his reaction. "Boss, is there anything wrong with the stick I ordered?"

"Expense!" The owner roared.

"Huh?" Zhou Heng did not understand the meaning behind the boss's words, "What is it that made you spend so much?" Could it be that the boss wanted to raise the money temporarily?

"Oh, it's Feckett!" The owner waved his hand, "Foreign language, you don't understand."

Zhou Heng pondered for a while, then suddenly realised that the boss had said "Perfect", "Perfection" in English.

"It means that my copper rod is ready!?" Zhou Heng asked excitedly.

The owner nodded, pointed at Zhou Heng, and said, "Just wait, I'll go and get it for you right now!" With that, he walked to the back of the store.

Not long after the boss left, he returned with a bronze stick.

"It's a bit heavy, you try it!" Saying that, he handed the copper rod over to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng threw the white cat onto the ground, he grabbed the copper rod empty and weighed it in his hands, his eyes immediately lit up: "That's right, this is it!" He did not expect the copper rod made by the shop owner to have any good effects. After all, it was a magical equipment from Kunlun and could not be copied so easily. But when he held it in his hand, he knew at once that this was what he wanted.

The Heavenly Master System had recorded all the data regarding the Fuxi's stick into his head. He was certain that no one in this world would understand the Fuxi's stick more than him.

"I can give you the rest of the money right away." Zhou Heng said with satisfaction.

"I have something else that I want you to see," Zhou Heng said as he took out a silver coin from his pocket.