My Sister Exposed My Identity As A Villainous Godfather Chapter 78 – The Midnight Bell Tolls

Chapter 78: The Midnight Bell Tolls

Translator: Endlesshantasy Iranslation Editor: Endlesskantasy Iranslation

Late at night, 10: 30 p.m.

At the Malang City West District, in the Renaissance-style classical

architecture Malang City Art Museum.

Godfather.”

“It turns out that after the ordinary scene in this world, there is really sucha

cruel, cold, but intense, surging circle with infinite possibilities!

Bai Jingshan was disguised as a refined young man wearing gold-rimmed

glasses. He followed behind Qin Yu and looked at the art museum under the

night sky.

At a road avway from the art museum, the ordinary people in the world under

the sun were still holding up their protest cards with anger on their faces.

Qin Yu glanced at the crowd and chuckled. His sixth member, Liu Mingshi, who

had conformed to the Zhao Gao' template, very cleverly blended into the

crowd of protestors.

“Let's go.”

Qin Yu said in a deep volce.

He looked like a middle-aged man in a black suit and leather shoes. His current

appearance and Bai Jingshan's appearance came from the two people he had

seen in the bar.

When the two of them stepped into the zebra crossing, most people saw them.

They walked straight into the art museum's garden. The view they saw was

very quiet.

Where are you two from?”

Betore entering the art museum, the security equipment was not turned on.

here was oniy a hiddie-aged caaucasian man in a suit wno Was serutinizing

Pery person who entered and asking questions

when it was n Yu and Bai Jingstan s turn, they said with a snile.

“After the sun sets, the night sky is black. That's the real world, isn't it?”

He sald cally

I wish the two of you a beautiful night.

“Today's heavyweight exhibit is' “The Imperial Jade Heirloom Seal of the Realm.

Other than that, there are marble carvings of the Termple of Patnon in Athens,

a portrait ot amses , and a Franks Jeweiry box. TWo Hours 18 recormimeded

or hte tine or the tou

The middle- aged Caucasian made an inviting gesture and smiled.

There were many people visiting the art museum. Most of them were

employees of technology companies, life and biochemical research institutes.

Qn Yu and Eai Jingshan stopped in tront of one item atter another

The display under the night sky had a lot of value. It was not something that

could be compared to during the day.

He walked unhurriedly to the second Tioor ot the art museum. Under the

circiar donne, aroura the etrioom eal ot the eain, Surrounaed by tigures

trom the tmOsE ihner worid, everyone stood at the tence and watched trom atar.

His clear eyes retlected the fine intrared threads around the glass cover of the

mperial Jade Seal.

in Yu raised his head and looked at the enormous stained window that had

een plerced through in the morning. The stained window had been fixed with

special solution. The fine cracks of the colorful turtle and the retraction 0t

the resplendent nghts gave ott a strange, dermonic beauty:

[Do you wish to enter the S- class template ‘Magician under the moonlight

rather mode?

Additional: Under this mode, you will have the most perfect state under the

character template, Under this mode, your members will improve at an

xtraordinary speed!

e EOWiE nis nands behind his back.

he words that had been Hoating in his eyes tor a long tihe answered.

The changes were like strands ot silk, constantly passing through his heart.

They were still standing in the main exhibition hall

Not far away, the dull sound of a gunshot could be heard. Following that, the

entire security system of the art museum was activated. Blood flowed on the

floor, and the corpse was quickly covered in a black cloth. Following that, the

sanitary personnel cleaned up the blood.

All around them, the people who were watching the ‘Heshibl' glanced towards

the direction of the sound before calmly retracting their gazes

Tonight was destined to be a night of bloodshed. The scene just now might not

even be weigh anything to tip the balance of the scales.

Qjn Yu and Bai Jingshan left the main exhibition hall. As they walked along the

long coridor, a security guard wearing a black combat uniform, who was

mainly responsible for patrolling and guarding, brushed past them from

another direction. He had just finished reporting to the captain when he put

away the walkie-talkie.

He glanced at the flashing red camera.

“Pfft!

The moment he blocked the security guard, a tiny needle pierced into the neck

of the security guard in black combat uniform. Bai Jingshan took the

walkie-talkie from his pocket and immediately after, two transparent threads

stuck to the back of the security guard's calf. His expressionless black pupils

were slightly unfocused and his body trermbled slightly. Then, he continued

walking forward.

In the state of the godfather of the SS-level template Zhao Gao, too many

poisons had been recorded in Qjn Yu's mind. In just an instant, the potion that

could make one's consciousness fade away could be easily obtained.

“Sir, I want to go to the toilet.”

Bai Jingshan held onto the walkie-talkie, and the voice and tone he heard from

the security guard appeared before his eyes.

“Go!

He replied coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking.

The security guard in black combat uniform turned around and walked towards

the washroom not far away.

Hul

Bai Jingshan also walked into the washroom. He pushed open a door and saw

the security guard lying limply in front of the toilet lid. Exciternent and

nervousness flashed across his eyes.

In the Mode of ‘Strange Thief- Magician Under the Moonlight', that person

was shown to have a kind heart, so it was impossible for him to erase the life of

this security guard.

Under the guidance of his godfather, he checked the security guards'

positioning and physiological data detecting devices and quickly moved them

to him.

He injected the security guard with a sleeping potion and hid it.

Very soon.

Bai Jingshan transformed into a security guard and walked out of the

bathroom. He began to patrol the art museun.

The more time passed, the more bloody incidents occurred at the Malang City

Art Museum. One security guard after another died for unknown reasons

His playing methods continued to improve.

It was 11: 59 PM. It was almost time for Qjn Yu and Bai Jingshan's “Prologue”

Midnight, 12: 00 a.m.

The last second passed, and the distant sound of the midnight bell echoed!

Chapter end