bite!

The plot line chain mission (1) - Shanghai Gambling King has completed, will he receive the reward?

A prompt pops up on the system interface.

In short, Fernan has accumulated three mission rewards and has not received them.

Because the previous wave of emerging missions did not produce any good rewards, he wanted to save up a few more times and try hitting it and starting a wave.

Through this time he received the bullet with no hands, he had roughly inferred the strength level of the Fire Cloud Evil God, and he is still a little weak at present.

Therefore, he planned to handle all the plot line chain tasks at hand first, get all the rewards, and then deal with the Fire Cloud Evil God.

Anyway, that guy is still hiding in the Center for Abnormal Human Research and reading newspapers, and he won't come out for a while. He still has time to prepare.

“Anan.”

Long Si waved to Fei Nan and signaled him to go over.

Asking Lan Ying to help take care of Huanhuan, Fei Nan got up and came to Long Si's side.

He patted his outer arm with a smile, and the consul of the Four Kingdoms in front of Long Sixiang introduced: "His name is Fernan, he is my friend. He is a very outstanding young martial artist, artist, and entrepreneur. The movie "Huo Yuanjia" that is very famous in Shanghai was filmed by him."

The consular representatives of the four countries were obviously more interested in Fernan than Long Si. When Long Si introduced them, they kept staring at Fernan and looked at him.

Fernan's empty-handed bullet completely shocked them. For them, this was simply the legendary Eastern magic!

After Long Si introduced it, the consular representatives of the four countries could not wait to come forward and shake hands with Fernan, looking very polite.

Everyone in the casino saw it and was in a very complicated mood.

Since the opening of the port concession in Shanghai, foreigners have always been arrogant towards Chinese people. When has they ever looked so respectful?

What they don’t know is that this is a sense of fear that Westerners come from their own culture.

In Western culture, the east is known for its mystery. It has silk as soft as clouds and porcelain that is whiter and more exquisite than ivory. Orientals also possess all kinds of mysterious and magical powers.

In many Western folk stories, there are images of Eastern wizards. They often have magical abilities such as turning stones into gold and communicating with the dead, and can also make people live forever.

After relying on the giant ships and cannons and bombarding the Chinese gate, they came to the Eastern World.

But after coming here, they were disappointed to find that the people here were not as magical as the story said.

Silk is made of silk spit out by some disgusting little bugs, porcelain is burned out of soil, and powerful Eastern warriors are just clowns who wield swords and whimpering, and as soon as they fire, they will scatter and scatter.

As for those Eastern wizards with mysterious power, they have never seen any of them. They have seen many liars who pretend to be a god.

They originally thought that it was just some beautiful imagination.

But what happened before them today directly subverted their worldview.

Someone actually grabbed the excited bullet with his hands!

And he was not injured at all!

This must be the power of the legendary Eastern wizard!

This instantly ignited their curiosity and desire for knowledge. They were eager to verify from Fernan whether the legendary stories were true.

So, after talking to Fennan, they surrounded Fennan and asked in a gushy manner, throwing Long Si aside.

He shook his head with a smile, and Long Si did not stop and went directly to find President Du to deal with the matters related to taking over Dong's casino.

Listening to the strange questions asked by the consular representatives of the four countries, Fenan couldn't help but want to laugh.

But looking at their serious and urgent eyes and looking at themselves expectantly, Fernan couldn't bear to expose their beautiful fantasies.

So he began to talk nonsense according to the consular representatives' wishes.

"Mr. Fei, does the legendary slaughter magic really exist?"

"In fact, as early as thousands of years ago, Chinese Qi training warlocks tried to conduct similar experiments. In fact, it was a chemical method that could obtain the desired results through the processing of some elements."

"That is, the magic of gold really exists?"

"Yes."

"Then will you order gold art?"

"Haha, it will, but it's a bit troublesome to make, and I rarely use it."

"Oh my God! I really want to see you cast it with my own eyes. What materials do this alchemy require? If possible, do you mind showing it to us?"

"sure."

...

"Mr. Fei, does the Bulao Spring really exist?"

"You really ask the right person. Actually, I have drunk the spring water of the Unold Spring."

"What? Really? Where is it?"

"Do you know the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau? It's on the top of the highest Mount Everest."

"Oh my God! Have you ever climbed Mount Everest? How did you get up?"

"I flew up."

"You can still fly?!"

“…”

Faced with some such supporters, Fernan couldn't help but feel a little guilty about his unscrupulous bragging and coaxing them.

Why do I believe everything I say?

In fact, human IQ will plummet when processing information beyond its own knowledge reserves.

Just like the qigong craze in the 1990s, everyone practiced qigong with a pot lid. Even the Spring Festival Gala invited many so-called qigong masters to perform some fancy qigong techniques on stage. At that time, everyone believed in the existence of qigong.

Some tricks of snakes coming from an empty pot can make people stunned, not to mention that Fei Nan received bullets with bare hands this time?

At present, the directors of these four countries have a deep belief in Fernan's power as a wizard, and even want to worship him.

Fernan guessed that if he performed another piece of thoughtful floating poker on the spot, they would have to kneel down and kowtow on the spot.

No one can resist the attraction of supernatural forces, this is the deepest question of where I come from, the most romantic answer to everyone's soul.

The consuls of the four countries warmly invited each other and wanted to invite Fernan to visit the consul's mansion.

However, Fenan still had a lot of things in his hands, so he politely declined.

The consuls were very sorry and left Fernan's contact information, respectfully handed Fernan his business card, and begged Fernan to allow them to visit when they have time and to see the magical magic of the magic of the magic.

After finally sending them away, Fernan found Long Si who had just completed the handover procedures.

"They seem to like you very much?"

Long Si asked with a smile.

"A few guys who have heard too many fairy tales are just a little bitch. I miss Jinzi and don't care about them."

Fenan glanced at the veterans of the board of directors who were dying and asked, "What do they say?"

"What else can I say? All procedures are certified by the Gambling Association and the Accountants Association, legal and valid, and they have no right to intervene."

Long Si looked at him and said seriously: "Anan, thanks to your help this time, I owe you a life."

Fernan smiled: "I hope you don't have the chance to pay me back."

"Ha ha!"
Chapter completed!