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Chapter 285 - 285 182 Pain So painful (4000)_2

Chapter 285: 182 Pain! So painful! (4000)_2 Chapter 285: 182 Pain! So painful! (4000)_2 “Phew, I’m never doing that again.” He looked at the goosebumps all over his body and the hair standing up on the back of his hand.

Suddenly, the voice of the magician Bass could be heard from outside the secret room.

“Is something the matter, sir?”

“Oh, nothing, just a small mishap during my training,” Casio explained casually and quickly dismissed Bass in a few words.

He glanced at the mess on the ground, just about to clean up.

“Hmm?” Casio closed his eyes and sensed the changes in his body.

After a while, he opened his eyes with apparent astonishment.

Without any reason, he had attained the basic level of Heart-eye Secret Technique.

‘Heart-eye Secret Technique: Left-eye beginner (three levels in total)’

“Was it caused by the intense pain just now?” Casio speculated reasonably, “The stimulating potion intensely stimulated the skin’s senses …”

He wasn’t exactly sure, but inferred from the results, cultivating the Heart-eye Secret Technique in the potion seemed to be quite effective. And …

Casio looked at the hardened muscles all over his body, a vague pain emanated from every side. As if the potion had been absorbed into the skin and was now affecting the inside of his body.

“Extreme external stimuli caused the muscle groups to contract, body temperature to rise, and pores to dilate?” he muttered his speculation. However, he might need to try this a few times to confirm it.

If it’s as per his conjecture, perhaps it could shorten the time required for his daily cultivation of Elephant Soul Secret Technique. That would indeed be a good thing.

“Damn it, let’s consider this as a preparation for the pain of reaching the third level of Elephant Soul Secret Technique…” Casio looked as if he was facing a great enemy.

Today was the 18th of July, and it was now eight in the morning.

That’s when Casio started having breakfast.

The golden sunlight shone through the windows of the living room on the first floor, forming eight rectangular light spots of various length on the brown carpet, all slanting. The longest of them just happened to shine on Casio’s back.

“Hss~” He drew in a sharp breath and shifted his seat to the left, attracting the gaze of others sitting around the dining table.

Bass looked a bit strange but didn’t say anything.

This single house had a standard-sized living room. Two wine-red sofas facing each other with a coffee table in between. On them were brownish-yellow cupboards with small vases, a coat rack with a coat hanging, and a brand-new brass gramophone, as well as decorative oil paintings and clocks.

Next to the sofa was a rectangular table with a wooden finish.

On the table was a delicious breakfast, the aroma of toasted bread and sausages filled the room. It looked perfectly cooked, and even the hot milk had an enticing aroma. All of it was prepared by the catwoman Heisha.

It tasted certainly a lot better than what Casio himself cooked.

He finished his milk in a gulp.

Suddenly, a honk from a car came from outside.

Casio wiped his mouth with the dining cloth and glanced outside through the window. A black car was parked outside the iron gate which looked exactly like the one parked in the yard.

It seemed to be called Black Cloud.

This was a car exclusively for the Black Spade “A” Organization. Casio still remembered how he had just attended a meeting of the assassination department in the real world not long ago. They had discussed the organization’s plans to retaliate against the Sand Dust Organization by destroying their antiques route and warehouse transit center.

The situation—did it mean… that the plan was about to be implemented?

Five minutes later, Casio opened the car door and directly sat on the soft back seat. The magician Bass also got in the car.

The driver’s seat – a familiarly cold and beautiful face turned to look back.

“Boss, who’s this?”

“You can call him a magician, he’s one of my men,” Casio said with both hands crossed on his chest, glancing at Violet.

Somehow, she looked particularly charming today. The already seductive eyes were highlighted with black eyeliner, and lipstick was applied on her full and luscious lips. Combined with her lovely face and the beauty spot near her eye, just looking at her face could stir people’s hearts.

Not to mention the tight little red dress she wore that perfectly outlined her full and upright figure. One third of her round, fair thighs were exposed and they gleamed dazzlingly under the sunlight.

“Alright.” The expression on Violet’s face remained unchanged, her eyes only revealed a hint of disappointment after she turned around. Lord Fengxiang didn’t pay much attention to her. It was a pity for the dress she wore…

It was a dress she had finally decided to put on with much difficulty.

Violet started the car, and the wheels began to move forward. She took a soft breath and spoke to Casio, who was seen in the rearview mirror.

“BOSS, I’m afraid we’ll have to attend another meeting this time. Not only from our Assassination Department, but also the senior level from the Antiques Department will be there. The operation is likely to start soon. As Jack of Diamonds, you should be mentally prepared.”

“People from the Antiques Department?” Casio’s expression did not change. “Is the venue for the meeting still the same old place?”

“No, we have changed the location this time to avoid being detected by the Sand Dust Organization. It is in the Green Light Park in the east of Baichuan City.”

As the two continued their conversation, the vehicle picked up speed.

One streetlight after another flickered through the glass. As the sedan entered the main road, the number of pedestrians and vehicles immediately increased.

One goldfish-mouth sedan after another slowly drove by. Occasionally, there were sightings of classical horse carriages, and even ox carts carrying goods were not uncommon. Ornamental trees planted in the roadside soil thrived in summer, the leaves were bright and verdant, swishing in the breeze.

After driving through several roundabouts, Casio saw a statue being transported in a plaza. The statue was about six to seven meters high and was completely white. More than a dozen workers were moving around carefully.

There was a man in a striped casual outfit holding a dog and watching. Two children on the left bench were playing.

As the car drew closer, Casio saw that the statue was of Duke Hong Li, who was a figure from their textbooks, displaying a mighty presence without anger. It was probably a public image project launched by the city hall of Baichuan. Rumours had it that Baichuan city wanted to vigorously develop the tourism industry?

The car drove quickly passed it, arriving at the destination about half an hour later.

In front of the entrance to the Green Light Park, a brass-colored metal pillar stood on the side of the ground. On top of the pillar was a plate with the address.

In front of this signpost were Casio and Bass.

The windows at the driver’s seat of the Black Cloud Sedan were rolled down, revealing a delicate and icy face. Violet glanced at the Magician Bass: “BOSS, the level of this meeting is relatively high…”

“Are you teaching me how to do things?” Casio raised an eyebrow.

“No… I dare not.” Violet fell silent instantly, then pursed her lips and continued: “BOSS, I’ll take my leave first. After the meeting, there will be a designated driver to take you back.”

Casio nodded, then promptly stepped into the park.

The meeting place was deep within Green Light Park. You simply needed to follow the main road straight in, and you would naturally come across the building. Casio and Bass walked down the sidewalk of the park.

The pavement of the park was composed of specially made bricks, which had a bright yellow color and were arranged in a staggered rectangular pattern. It looked quite comfortable to the eyes.

On both sides were dense trees, along with paths branching off at intervals. Occasionally, there were statues with fountains where water gushed down with a gurgling sound.

The streets were sparsely populated, and Casio hardly encountered any pedestrians until a man suddenly appeared in the middle of the path up ahead.

He was a youth in his late twenties with dyed yellow hair and sunglasses. A silver necklace was around his neck, and he wore a white shirt while half of the hourglass logo on his hand was obscured.

Casio stopped and furrowed his brows. He could feel two other presences nearby, along with some intermittent hostility.

“Who are you?”

“Hahahaha…” A man’s laughter came from the nearby bushes. “You even dared to sabotage the plans of the Sand Dust Organization when you don’t even know who we are. It was you who saved Max, wasn’t it? You pathetic runt, hmm…”

A middle-aged man in a trench coat came out in the sweltering weather.

As did a woman wearing a black vest that accentuated her full figure. She wore hot shorts on her lower body, her slender thighs taut, seemingly imprinted with letters.

No, it was an hourglass logo again.

“My subordinates were killed by you?”

The woman began to speak, her voice unusually hoarse, so much so that it was like a man’s. It was a severe inconsistency with her appearance.

Casio remained expressionless, “If you’re referring to those idiots who only know how to use guns, then yes, they were killed by me.”

“Moreover… your voice is unpleasant, I suggest you keep quiet.”