“Zhao Gao.”

Qin Yu stared at the template and muttered.

“Isn’t that a historical figure?”

“There’s another Zhao Gao in the parallel universe? How is he different from the Zhao Gao in my time and space?”

Information similar to this existence appeared in the history books in his mind. Stealing a national product meant that the deer was the horse.

Before the desk, the time inside the digital clock was still ticking. It was 3:55 a.m., the time when normal people slept the most.

The road next to the window also had a rare break from its hustle and bustle.

Silence!

“Whoosh…”

Qin Yu took a deep breath. He was prepared to pry into the life of this existence. After all, regardless of whether it was praise or criticism, someone who could leave such a mark in the vast river of history must be the top of the human pyramid.

Looking at the SS-grade template, Zhao Gao’s first reaction was a sense of ruthlessness. The black robe had dark red lines on it.

Black represented darkness, while red represented blood.

He had long dark red nails, sharp features, a charming and calm temperament, and a cold and powerful aura.

Qin Yu was still spying on that person. At that moment, Zhao Gao suddenly raised his head slightly, and a pair of frightening eyes instantly locked onto Qin Yu. Countless scenes of carnage and rolling heads flooded into the former’s mind!

The high officials of the empire were trusted by the king and the prime minister.

The largest mysterious organization in the empire, the real controller of the network, had unfathomable strength and often followed the Six Swords Slaves.

Within the Seven Kingdoms, the net was weaved into an enormous invisible net. It absorbed a large number of death row prisoners, wandering swordsmen, and cruel and bloody series, nurturing them into lethal poisonous thorns. They were like spiders that lurked in the shadows of the Great Qin Empire, constantly guarding the prey that fell into the net.

In the silent bedroom, only Qin Yu’s heavy breathing gradually appeared. What he saw was an epic scene.

After a long time, shock appeared on Qin Yu’s face. He withdrew his gaze and swallowed heavily.

“In our time and space, I’m afraid you can’t cultivate internal energy. Otherwise, this character template might not just be SS level.

Qin Yu’s complexion was rosy, and his black and white eyes shone with a bright light. He licked his lips, and his heart was still thumping.

He was ecstatic!

This template was too valuable to him, and it could even be said to be inestimable!

He lowered his head to look at the words that he had recorded in the black leather notebook. He picked up the pen and wrote two large words on a new page.

Laying Net!

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Organization logo: Spider Killer Level

Heaven, Kill, Earth, Ruthless, Mountain, Charm, Elf, Sprite.

In Qin Yu’s opinion, the greatest value of this template was Zhao Gao and his ability to create a network of assassins.

If he could create such a meticulous and terrifying net for the member of Zhao Gao Mode and make a copy of such a killing machine, then he would truly have a place in the inner world, and he would be able to compete with all parties!

After taking out the first SS template, Zhao Gao, the core of many of Qin Yu’s plans began to adjust. This template was the main focus.

Time continued to pass.

Soon, the sky started to brighten.

Outside the window, the hustle and bustle of traffic kept entering their ears.

Strands of morning light crept through the gaps in the curtains.

Qin Yu stopped the pen in his hand and focused on the densely packed words. Then he closed the notebook and placed it inside the drawer.

He stood up and pulled open the curtain. The road outside the window, the cars, and the city under the morning sun reflected in his eyes.

Last night, the rampage among the four leaders of the Malang Trading Group was merely to lay the groundwork for tonight’s net collection. To his sister Chen Zhi and his subordinate’s pursuit group.

The internal strife between Zheng Guohua and the rest of the Anqing Group was too embarrassing. All their attention was on the mysterious godfather who was about to be revealed.

9 a.m.

On the bed, Chang Zhuxuan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly before he slowly opened his eyes.

He did not move much. His eyes scanned the room, and soon, he realized that he was in a single-person room.

There was no one inside the room.

Retracting his gaze, Chang Zhuxuan felt a sharp pain from his back and right leg.

How did the plan go?

This was what Chang Zhuxuan was most concerned about.

At that moment, the door to the room was pushed open. Chang Zhuxuan turned to look at the nurse.

“Mr. Chang, you’re awake?”

The young nurse’s words echoed in his ears.

Very soon, Zhang Hanfu, who was once his father’s most trusted subordinate, walked in.

His expression was complicated, and there was fear in his eyes as he looked at Chang Zhuxuan.

“Uncle Zhang, I want to be discharged.”

Chang Zhuxuan looked at Zhang Hanfu and called out.

“Alright!”

Zhang Hanfu paused. He did not say much, but only answered.

He had thought that Chang Zhuxuan was trying to collect power during the chaos one go to avoid the other hands of the Anqing Group doing it before he does.

However, Chang Zhuxuan was actually considering the first test that his godfather was about to face.

In the eastern district of Malang City, near the outskirts of Xinglida, a small furniture factory.

Jack stood in front of the corridor on the second floor and looked coldly at the trainees who were transforming.

He had received an order. As a backup, he would appear in the night like a shadow.

If there were any accidents, Jack would erase all possible accidents in advance..

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