My Empire

In a dark basement where I don't know where, a man in gray cloth is sitting in the dark corner, his cold eyes are watching the other dark shadows in the basement.

This is a private domain, and a poor, hopeless private domain. The owner here is a middle-aged man in the corner, his current expression is enough to scare a child to cry.

Not all bad guys will have labels written on their faces. The main reason why they have such obvious shapes is because they are discussing things, and they really dare not take it into the spacious and bright living room.

A man spoke, with a hint of excitement and hoarseness in his tone: "He finally came out of his lair! As long as he leaves Seris... the security around him will not be so invulnerable."

"This action, we have prepared for more than a year... Now that he has delivered the door by himself, don't blame us for being ruthless." The other man nodded, then echoed.

In the darkness, the hoarse voice spoke again, with a commanding tone: "The original plan was cancelled. We will also look for the interception site... It seems inconvenient to move on the road. Their defense focus is also on the road. ."

"It's time, it's time to let him leave this world!" An old man's voice sounded, filled with excitement: "I can finally avenge my motherland!"

"As long as he is dead! Ailan Hill's doomsday plan will destroy most of the world. At that time, a brand new world belonging to us will be born." He said while rubbing his cane.

Those who can come here, those who dare to come here, stand here at all costs, everyone has their own hatred.

They hate the world, hate Airanhill, and hate the Emperor Chris of the Airanhill Empire who changed the whole world.

So they want to kill the emperor at all costs, even if the whole world is buried there. They want to avenge their families, their motherland, and their wealth, even if they lose their lives!

In the eyes of these people, even letting the devil rule the entire world is much better than letting Chris rule the world.

Of course, the aristocratic man with a not-so-simple identity in front of him gave generous terms that none of them would refuse.

"Don't worry! As long as that **** Chris dies, a new world will come! By then you will have countless lands... You can recover the glory that you lost in the past!" The hoarse man began to speak. Every word is full of bewitching.

His words made everyone present eager to try: "No matter how powerful a nuclear bomb is, it will only destroy important cities... Our security fortresses are all in the countryside, and they will not be directly hit by a nuclear bomb!"

"What's more, you have all built reliable underground bunkers and secretly hoarded food! As long as you survive the first round of blows safely, this world belongs to you!" He outlined a bright future, and one belongs to them. A bright future: "At that time, those who survive will still need leadership, and you will stand out and become the leaders of the rest!"

"Besides, will that **** doomsday plan be executed? No one can say it!" This hoarse man's tone is full of firmness. Every time he speaks, the people in the dim basement will be more excited. : "We have an internal response in Ailan Hill. At that time, they will prevent the Doomsday Plan from proceeding... Don't worry!"

"Really?" Hearing the good news, a man stood up from his seat and asked excitedly.

"That's great!" The other dark figure laughed happily.

"Finally, is our world coming?" The wrinkles on the face of the old man with the gorgeous cane were also twisted together, as if they were blooming evil flowers.

"Of course it is true! Our power is greater than you think! A new world is coming! Send Chris the root of all evil to hell!" A hoarse voice echoed in the room.

"Send Chris, the root of all evils, to hell!" The other people shouted like a pilgrimage, slogans one after another in the narrow basement.

If a soldier of the Ailan Hill Guards came in at this time, he would definitely think the atmosphere here was wonderful. Look at these hysterical lunatics, as if they had assassinated Chris and ruled the world.

"Everyone, go back and prepare! As long as Chris steps into our trap, the rest will be easy!" The hoarse man stood up, flattened out his hands, and ended the private conversation.

Several people also got up one after another and walked out of the dim basement. When they were bathed in the sun, they were wearing gorgeous clothes, and their faces were full of kindness and courtesy.

As I said before, bad guys don’t put their sins on their faces. They are still a group of good people worthy of admiration in their own world.

The only man who didn't walk out of the basement turned around at this moment and said to the darkness behind him: "Do you think it is interesting to deceive a group of fools like this?"

"Nothing. Since their ambitions have swallowed their souls, then they are destined to be played between our hands." In the darkness, a voice replied softly: "They don't even start the doomsday plan. Believe it, what else can stop their greed?"

"Fools know that the top level of Ailan Hill is almost monolithic. It is even more difficult to avoid the investigation of the Guards, and to insert an idler in, let alone bewitch a confidant of Chris." The voice sneered. With a cry, as if talking to himself.

The man glanced at the darkness: "With these idiots, or these lunatics, will our plan to assassinate Chris be successful?"

"Hope to succeed, there must be hope..." The voice in the dark said lightly: "Do you think that we only want Chris to die in this world? No, there are too many lunatics thinking that way! What we have to do is to gather these lunatics together, and they will naturally try."

"I hope our plan will not be revealed in advance, otherwise...I, and you, will be forever." The man walked to the door, and a hoarse voice floated from his mouth.

"Trust me! I don't want to die either..." The voice in the darkness became smaller and smaller, as if it had already gone far away--

There will be updates in a while, and everyone can watch it tomorrow morning.