"This world is crazy."

“It has never been awake.”

Virgil and Michelangelo (who changed his appearance today and turned into a young Latino youth dyed with brown hair) stood at the door of the main entrance under the silver bag tower. Michelangelo still buried his head in the newspaper. The epidemic in Mexico was spreading on a large scale. A bloody photo showed the patient's brain dissection, and a spider with a large nail was lying on the surface of the cerebral cortex.

[High-tech invasion! Aliens? Government? Or Multinational Consortium?]

"The Devil's New Trick, I guess."

“It makes sense.”

Michelangelo turned another page and began to carefully read the full version of the easy-to-post advertisement. There was only a huge red and white logo on it, and an artistic photo of the easy-to-post tape roll. There was no word, but everyone who saw the advertisement knew that this was another easy-to-post marketing strategy that was bombarded these days. When the owner of the Silver Bag Tower bought this thing, its advertisements would spread throughout the planet, even the moon.

"I didn't expect that you were the developers who read it easily. This is different from the heavenly messenger I imagined."

"Devils have their paths, and we have our own ways."

Michelangelo put away the newspaper and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"At 9:15, I think they should have arrived."

"You told me before that you are not angels, but are like... God's messengers and servants?" Virgil kept asking questions like a curious baby.

"Yes. And I want you to use the word 'God'." Michelangelo raised his palm and a black spray-painted extended Bentley Versailles 65 slowly stopped in front of the two.

The car door was opened, wearing a black housekeeper's uniform and a white tie. The slender young man with long-haired sunglasses stepped out of the car door and respectfully pulled the petite short-haired woman out of the car. The red-haired driver with a cigarette in his mouth. The tall middle-aged man held the car door and ignored the gaze of the crowd entering and leaving the surroundings.

The black-haired girl had a cold expression. She was wearing a dignified neutral black and white striped suit. If it weren't for the gray high-heeled boots under her feet, she would look like a beautiful boy who was indistinguishable from men and women. The one who carried her bag was a tall girl with a cool appearance like a young housekeeper, and she was also wearing a butler-style masculine suit. Her curved figure was a bit exaggerated by tight dark clothes.

"I remember you said that they were the board members of the company who disguised themselves as part of the acquisition business... Why am I seeing a visual pop rock band now?"

"Is he Virgil?" The housekeeper girl with a bag stared at him for two seconds after covering her sunglasses that covered half of her face, with a subtle smile in her eyes, "Well... it's almost exactly the same as I think."

"Is my brother, Dante, one of you?" Virgil stepped forward, trying to talk to the girl in the striped suit who looked the highest in the field. But the long-haired butler holding her hand stretched out his arms to stop him without hesitation. The butler who tied his curly hair into a ponytail behind his back smiled from behind his sunglasses and answered his question:

“The answer is yes.”

"Ok, listen, I... haven't heard your name a week ago, but if you want to deal with this demon, you must use my power. Because only my sword and Dante's sword can..."

"We already know this. So, please listen to His Highness Lilimalian's plan next." The girl in the suit said, her voice was not as rigid and cold as Virgil thought, but like a... a flower made of ice. It was soft and smooth, but cold without any positive emotion.

"Uh... OK. I hope you know what you are doing." Lilimalin's name has strange magic. The mixed-race child stopped talking.

Michelangelo handed Virgil an electronic identity card, which was a necessary document to enter the Silver Bag Tower building. As the VIP invited by the owner of the Silver Bag Tower, he played the role of the ruler of Radner Technology, and they had three temporary electronic identity cards in their hands. Michelangelo and Virgil used it. They were forged by the mechanical warlock after invaded the internal security system of the Silver Bag Tower building.

"This is an anonymous talisman written with the blood of the creatures in the heavenly realm. It can suppress your abnormal breath in the eyes of ordinary demons." Lazarus folded a few silver talisman paper into small pieces and handed it to the three of them. "I will support you when you start to act. Now I'm going to do my job."

"The road is smooth." Su Jing smiled.

"I hope so." The ancestor glanced at Su Luo deeply. The latter stared at Lu Mengyao's neck without looking sideways, completely immersed in the fun of role-playing.

Two minutes later, the five people walked into the main hall of the Silver Bag Tower Building. There was no problem with the identity card. Although the three of them were dressed up, they did not cause too much commotion.

"Remember one thing. Before any demon discovers, this is an ordinary building. But once a demon discovers our true identity and drags us into the border of hell, the entire Silver Bag Tower will become the most dangerous Demon's Fortress in Europe - this place has nearly two hundred floors, and we don't have that American time to hit it up layer by layer. Now, let's talk about the plan again."

"You guys caught Mandus' attention, and I sneaked into his office, closed the gates of hell, and then the Lilimalian Temple descended, and we will kill him together." Virgil repeated.

"Very good, fools can understand this plan." Su Jing pressed the elevator button in the lobby, and his black eyes behind his sunglasses swept across the front desk staff and the employees with a hurry. "Hmph... the degree of depravity in this place can be compared with Wall Street. It is either a demon or a human who is more vicious than a demon. Our success is based on Mandus not suspicious of this, as long as he focuses on negotiating commercial acquisitions with us."

"I understand." Virgil unconsciously stroked the tattoo behind him. "If His Highness Lilimalian hadn't taught me how to put the Yama knife into my body, I might have been thinking about how to bypass the security and bring it into this building... Why didn't Dante participate in this operation?"

"He has other tasks." said the magician lightly.

The elevator is rising all the way. The process is slow and boring. This is not the kind of viewing elevator hanging outside the building, but the old-fashioned traditional elevator. The inner wall of the elevator is as smooth as a mirror. There is not even an advertisement that can be used to relieve boredom. From this point of view, it is truly a demon's interior design.

Su Jing looked at his watch. He was thirty-five minutes before the memories of negotiating the acquisition began, and he continued to explain the plan for Virgil.

"According to the floor plan of the building after our hacker, there is no direct elevator on the highest floor where Mandus' office is located. You can only go to the 165th floor, wait for us to send a signal, and then walk to the 166th floor... The floor number is marked on the 666th floor. Mandus almost never leaves his office, opportunities are fleeting, and Michelangelo will help you hide on the 165th floor."

The young man with brown hair nodded to Virgil.

The elevator stopped at 151st floor and the elevator door opened. Su Jing and Su Luo walked out at the same time. A gentle and kind young demon stood at the entrance of the elevator. He was not surprised to see the three of them dressed up, but bowed politely.

"Please follow me."

He seemed to have not seen Virgil and Michelangelo at all. It was not until the elevator door was closed that the mixed-blooded man realized this. The two did not appear in the reflection of the demon's eyeballs. At some point, they had already disappeared.

"Next, what we need is patience."

The acquisition meeting was arranged in a large conference room by the window. The young demon brought the three of them into the conference room. He said, please be careful not to be impatient and left.

Su Jing glanced at the watch and it took half an hour to start the negotiation.

"You looked at that Nifelin just now and looked strange." Lu Mengyao sat in a soft office chair and said to Su Luo, who was standing by the window and looking at the scenery without looking back.

"I have seen him once. Although it is not this universe, I have seen him." Su Luo said calmly. "A little conflict arose, and I settled that conflict."

Su Jing patted around and checked whether there was a monitoring device. The young demon looked a little strange when he walked out just now. There seemed to be a bad news report coming from his headphones, but he was sure that it had nothing to do with Virgil's lurking action.

"Are you sure you can deal with the next battle?" Lu Mengyao asked Su Luo again. The latter shook the spare silver bracelet in his hand, "For safety reasons. In this world, your gold form is no longer useful, relying on the combat power of this body alone..."

"I haven't been lazy in London these days. The world is rich in resources. I have quickly practiced the Demon Technique back to the silver level. Although it is only four stars at present, it is enough to save your life. On the contrary, you, no problem, there are few craftsmen who go to the front line of battle in person."

"No problem." The magician wore four rings on both hands. She unzipped the zipper of her bag, and the "Void Pseudo-Cross" that had been with her for a long time lay quietly in her bag.

"I'm here, everything is under control." Su Jing kicked the leather shoes under her feet. "The strongest estimate of Mandus is only between six and seven stars. No matter how exaggerated the world of silver, it will not set a seven-star invincible existence."

"The key to the problem is the team opposite."

Halfway through the three of them, the young demon pushed open the door of the conference room, and more than a dozen civilians followed him in.

"I'm sorry, this is an emergency and it's definitely not a disrespect for the three. As the director of the Economic Analysis Department of Silver Bag Financial Fund, I feel deeply sorry for this. I will take over the next project negotiations, and Mr. Ryder has entrusted me with full authority to handle the acquisition - this is our legal counsel and relevant actuary personnel. If you have anything to be dissatisfied with the already formulated terms, please point it out to us. We have a whole noon time to discuss it."

The young demon - with an Asian face - sat calmly across from the three of them and pushed a thick piece of printing paper over.

Lu Mengyao's face remained unchanged. She picked up the printing paper and looked at it, then threw it back to the table.

"I doubt whether a department director can make the decision in this level of negotiation. I don't think you have shown the sincerity of the corresponding one unless Kyle Ryder attends in person."

At the same time, the indifferent voice of the magicians has spread throughout the communication channels of the two teams.

【Enable Plan B】

“Received, ma’am.”

The mechanic, who was half a little outside the earth, bowed to the sky carelessly, then wrapped the white fur that wrapped itself a little tightly. A giant antenna stood on the glacier in the Arctic Ocean, and she stood next to a small Eskimo-style igloo next to the giant antenna.

As the electromagnetic waves emit an encrypted data packet, the mechanical warlock whispered to the bastards who were driving luxury cars around while turning over the seals that had been roasted on the bonfire. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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