Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 47 This is the price for your rudeness

The old man has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and has a graceful demeanor.

Like a refined and elegant old gentleman stepping out of an oil painting.

Opposite him, you won't feel the slightest pressure, but instead feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

The white man from before followed him obediently.

He didn't even look up from the beginning to the end.

The old man slowly came to the man in black and looked at the almost invisible wound between his eyebrows.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He turned to the girl and said kindly.

"Ms. Mollica has such a strong temper."

The old man said in pure Iberian language.

"The old man's concentration is not bad. He must have been observing me in the house for a long time."

Mo replied in Iberian.

He glanced diagonally above the giant door.

There is a hidden camera there.

She was fierce and arrogant.

"We are a noble family that has been inherited for thousands of years and has met the last emperor Charlemagne. Even the old families in the Western Continent dare not deny us face. How dare you, a new upstart, ask me to take off my mask?"

Mo Yu raised his chin and asked unceremoniously.

It vividly displays the domineering pride of a mafia princess.

"If this is how you treat guests, I won't let you in."

Saying that, he turned around.

About to leave.

The girl was strolling leisurely, her eyes unmoved.

Walk straight ahead in the airtight surroundings.

The dark crowd surrounded her, like a fluttering black cloud, moving with her movement.

The black muzzles of the guns were pointing at her.

The sound of the trigger being cocked came and went.

But no one dared to shoot.

She walked forward without fear, ignoring those deep and bottomless spearheads.

It was as if he didn't take the muzzle of the gun that was ready to shoot her into a hornet's nest from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that she was about to leave.

"Wait a minute," the old man's voice came from behind.

He slowly came to the girl and said with a kind smile.

"Dear lady, no matter what you kill our people on our territory, you must give us an explanation."

"There is no explanation."

"This is the price you should pay for being rude."

The girl said calmly without changing her expression.

Tough and arrogant attitude.

The old man's old eyes slowly narrowed.

The two looked at each other.

One is calm and calm, the other is as deep as the sea.

If the water is deep, it will be blue; if the water is black, it will be abyss.

Facing those eyes that are as calm as ancient wells, as breathtaking as the abyss, deep and cold.

The old man suddenly laughed.

"You are worthy of being a descendant of the Tulip family. At a young age, your courage is astonishing and admirable. The noble Miss Mollica. It was my subordinates who took the liberty before. Please come in."

After saying that, he led the girl to the gate again.

When he passed the corpse on the ground, he didn't even look at it.

Don't care at all.

When Mo Yu walked through the door again, no alarm was sounded in the hall.

Go into the hall.

Inside is a huge conference room.

There are splendid domes, gorgeous decorations like a palace, huge ancient oil paintings, precious Renaissance art, magnificent oriental porcelain, and precious leather chairs.

Compared with this place, the lobby outside is as vulgar and cheap as a slum.

Although the interior of the building is not as spacious and bright as the lobby.

But the restrained and low-key luxury goods inside are not comparable to anything outside.

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