The Demon’s Menu

Game building, conference hall on the top floor.

Rodney, sitting in the chair, watched Lothar 11 walk out of the conference hall, and a smile appeared on his face.

There is relaxation and disdain in this smile.

However, the latter was fleeting and was quickly overshadowed by other emotions.

At the same time, the tense atmosphere in the conference room just disappeared.

Donna, the representative of the ‘Hera Family’, although wearing a veil, at this time, anyone can feel her ease.

As easy as Rodney.

Wittes, the representative of the ‘Emer’s family’ is no exception.

Although the body was sitting there straight, but the face had long lost its seriousness.

"Oh, a flower growing up in a greenhouse."

Representative of the ‘Gibson Family’, Rodney chuckled again.

There was a sense of disdain in the tone again.

But for this, the representatives of the other two families, agents Donna, and Waiters nodded in agreement.

"Who made the family the young master of the'Loza Family'?"

"Even the flowers in the greenhouse, you can live without worry."

Shaking the folding fan slightly, Donna's words were filled with resentment, but then she sighed softly.

Full of helplessness, with a trace of powerlessness.

Rodney and Waiters pursed their lips tightly at the same time.

The two have a deep understanding.

As the representatives and agents of the "Hundred Great Families", they know what kind of identity they are. To outsiders, they are less than 10,000 people, but in reality?

For the ‘Hundred Big Clan’, it is a ‘worker’ who can be replaced at any time.

‘Workers’ are also good words they find.

Ugly?

tool?

This is considered an overestimation.

dog?

Appropriately described.

The owner gave a bone, and they had to keep wagging their tails to complete various orders.

Well done, that's a bounden duty, it should be.

Can it be done badly?

Punishment and punishment are also necessary.

After all, this is part of ‘dog training’.

Even, to some extent, they are not as good as ‘dogs’.

At least, dogs still have some freedom.

they?

No.

Nothing at all.

Under that glamorous appearance, all there is is ‘loyalty’ to their respective families!

100% loyal!

In addition, there are no other impurities.

E.g……

Schilling!

Rodney, Donna, and Waiters, these three family representatives and agents almost looked at the location where Schilling committed suicide with a gun at the same time. Although the place had been cleaned up a long time ago, the eyes of all three seemed to emerge. The blood color was gone, and the **** smell was smelled in the nose again.

Rich.

Lingering.

It's uncomfortable.

Then, all three of them became unnatural.

Rodney's smile became rigid.

Donna's folding fan was folded and opened.

Waiters sat up straight, but his chest was straightened again, looking like he could not wait to be straight again.

They seemed to see their destiny at this moment.

At the same time, they are also rejoicing.

This time, it's not them.

But what about next time?

Next time?

The atmosphere that had just relaxed, at this time, once again became solemn.

This atmosphere lasted for about ten seconds, but was finally broken by Donna.

The lady wearing a black veil and a big red dress knocked her palm with a folding fan, and opened her mouth in the crisp sound of pops.

"This is not the time for silence, we are the victors."

"This time it will be, and it will be the next time."

"After all, we joined hands."

Donna said loudly.

"Yes!"

"The three of us work together to ensure that we are worry-free. In the entire F area, no one can stop us, and as long as we continue, within 10 years, we can become members of each other's family's'senatorship'. At that time, This is when we can breathe a sigh of relief and truly enjoy life."

Waiters nodded, and uttered a series of words rarely.

On the face of the representative and agent of the ‘Emer’s family’, a touch of yearning is obvious.

Undoubtedly, he was looking forward to that moment.

Or to be more precise, it is precisely because of this expectation that he can stick to it.

"10 years!"

"I regret not meeting you two earlier."

"If I met earlier, I am afraid I already have my own life?"

Rodney, the oldest representative and agent of the Gibson Family, couldn't help sighing.

Time is the fairest.

Every minute, every second, every moment, will be branded on everyone.

The years are ruthless.

Because such a brand cannot be reversed.

Rodney twisted his stiff back, feeling the pain, and sighed again.

"Is it late?"

Donna asked.

Waiters looked at Rodney.

There is a scrutiny in his eyes.

It is both a scrutiny between alliances and opponents.

Rodney smiled at this look.

Their alliance is inherently fragile, and it's all because of the benefits. There is no so-called affection at all, let alone the assistance at critical moments.

At that time, if you don't fall into trouble, you will have a good character.

He doesn't blame each other.

No resentment.

Because he is the same.

A smile appeared on Rodney's face again.

"not late."

"Of course it's not too late."

"We have just started, everything will get better and better."

Rodney said, staring at Waiters without giving up.

After two full seconds, the two sides turned their heads together quite tacitly.

At this moment, Donna said just right.

"According to the agreement, the'Surface Industry' of the'Send Family' in Zone F will be divided into four parts, and you and I will account for 30%, and the remaining 70% will be given to the young Master Lothar 11 and will be borne by him. The anger of the'Sunde family', and the'real estate' we will not move, and we will leave it to the successor of the'Sunde family' who came to the F area..."

Speaking of this, a trace of unwillingness appeared in Donna's voice.

Similar expressions appeared on the faces of Rodney and Waiters.

With such a good opportunity, they took the least.

Although this was good enough, when seeing the bigger cake given to Master Lothar 11 who did nothing, the three people felt powerless again.

As for the "real industry"?

It refers to everything'in the game'.

They will not move.

Because this represents the core of each family.

If it is really going to move, it is a war.

And the Witters deliberately said just now that he wanted to ‘Send family’s in-game industry’, for the purpose of creating a quarrel and driving Lothar 11 away.

For him, Waiters dared not ask for it.

"Think of something beautiful."

"Even though we only got 10% each, the young Master Lothar 11, who holds 70%, wants to help us deal with the successor of the'Send Family' who is coming to F district."

"Thinking about it this way, we got 10% for nothing."

"why not?"

Rodney persuaded the two collaborators.

"Master Lothar 11, all right?"

Waiters was skeptical.

"Of course."

"If it doesn't work, do it."

"Even if Young Master Lothar 11 can't do it, 70% of the'surface industry' of the'Send Family' is enough for the Lothar Family to send someone to deal with it, and... the Lothar Family might have a bigger hand. "

Rodney continued to laugh.

Waiters and Donna's eyes lit up.

A bigger hand?

Naturally it refers to the ‘real industry’ of the ‘Send family’.

They can't move such an industry, but it doesn't mean that the Lothar family will give up.

Although most of the time, the Lothar family will remain sensible, but if given the opportunity, the Lothar family will definitely not let it go.

What's more, they will ‘help’.

Of course, it is not for nothing, they will also receive a certain amount of compensation.

Fish in troubled waters?

They are good at it.

boom!

When the three of them were about to talk about some detailed plans, the door was slammed open.

The faces of Rodney and Waiters suddenly showed anger.

Donna can't see it because of the veil, but the gesture of looking up at the door suddenly is enough to explain everything.

"You better have a reasonable reason."

"Otherwise, I will lock you up with the most ferocious ‘madman’."

Waiters looked at the employees of the building and said word by word.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency."

The employees of the building, who had rushed forward and frightened, became more and more frightened after hearing what Witters said, and their words became uncomfortable.

"Calm down, say."

Rodney quickly calmed down and waved his hands at Waiters and Donna before looking at the building employee.

"Master Lothar 11 was kidnapped in the parking lot. No, it was not kidnapped. It was attacked. It's not right. He..."

The building staff spoke upside down.

However, the three people present rushed out without waiting for the building staff to make it clear.

Send 9 died and died outside, which is a good thing for them.

Lothar 11 had an accident, and it was a disaster for them in the parking lot of the building.

"monitor!"

"Bring me out the monitoring!"

"I want to see all."

"Guard!"

"Everyone dispatched to me!"

Rodney and Waiters shouted loudly as they walked.

Donna kept silent, but walked the fastest.

...

Beard and Rothro looked at Lothar 11 with wide eyes, as if they didn't understand what was happening.

Lothar 11 looked at the two with a little helplessness.

Didn't he make it clear?

Why can't these two people react?

Seeing those black suits getting closer, Lothar 11 had no time to explain.

"Bird, put your hand on my neck, try to cover my mouth with your sleeves, I will tell you what to do, Rothro, you can cooperate with Beard."

After quickly speaking, Lothar 11 put Beard's arm on his neck again, and pushed open the car door.

Beard reacted a little at this moment.

Immediately start cooperation.

"do not come!"

"I'll shoot again when I come here!"

Beard strangled Lothar 11's neck with one hand, and pointed the gun directly at Lothar 11's temple.

Rothro stood on the side, pointing his guns at these black suits rushing over.

However, his hands were shaking a bit.

Two and a half on one's side.

Beard and Lothar 11 count as two, and he counts as half.

Where is the opposite?

There are 10 people.

Moreover, it was still in the ‘Game Tower’, which made Rosslow very nervous and didn’t know what to do.

Fortunately, Lothar 11's voice came slightly.

"Go straight to the elevator!"

"Elevator number 2."

Lothar 11 spoke softly.

His gaze swept across the black suits, confirming that there was no memory of these people in his mind. His body followed Beard slowly, but in the bottom of his heart, Lothar 11 was lamenting.

There is no doubt that the trouble is bigger than he thought.

It is not something ordinary people can do to bring 10 people into the "Game Mansion" silently, and to ambush just right.

Apart from him, there are only Rodney from the Gibson family, Donna from the Hera family, and Waiters from the Emerald family.

Of course, before the death of Sunder 9 there will be 9 Sunder.

With the death of Send 9, only those three people remained.

But Lothar 11 did not believe that the three of them would do such a thing.

Not because of the ‘loyalty’ of the three.

It's just because of the three people's ‘knowing the time’.

The three of them knew exactly what he represented.

Once such a thing is done, it is irreversible.

and many more!

Irreparable?

Could it be...

"Send 9's death is related to one of them?"

Suddenly, this thought entered Lothar 11's brain.

In his heart, he still didn't want to believe it.

However, some of the information and clues he knew began to connect involuntarily.

The simplest point, grasp the timing!

The assassin was too familiar with Send 9!

Only that kind of familiarity can make Send 9'step into the trap' without knowing it.

But who provided such ‘familiarity’?

Lothar 11 once suspected that Schilling butler, but with the death of the opponent, Lothar 11 knew that he had been misled, but did not think much.

If you mislead, just mislead.

He didn't want to be involved anyway.

But now it's different!

"number 1!"

"Don't go to elevator 2!"

"Go to elevator 1!"

Lothar 11 emphasized.

Elevator No. 2 is the exclusive elevator of the ‘Loza Family’ in the ‘Game Building’.

In fact, there is more than one such exclusive elevator.

‘Send Family’ is elevator No. 1.

The ‘Gibson Family’ is elevator number 3.

The "Hera Family" is elevator number 4.

The "Emerald Family" is elevator No. 5.

Just now Lothar 11 subconsciously chose the elevator belonging to his family, but at this time Lothar 11 did not dare to take the family's exclusive No. 2 elevator.

Sund 9 is ‘familiar’.

What about him?

Since the other party dared to attack him, he must be familiar with him.

I'm sure to guess that he will enter elevator 2 next.

In elevator No. 2, there are naturally traps.

Not fatal.

But anesthetics are inevitable.

He doesn't want to be a bird in a cage.

Therefore, elevator No. 1 is the best choice.

Why not choose elevators 3, 4, and 5?

Because, before confirmation, Lothar 11 did not believe any of Rodney, Donna, and Waiters.

Ding!

The elevator door opened.

Beard held Lothar 11 and Rothro into the elevator side by side.

The door closed slowly.

Lothar 11 looked at the button on the elevator.

There are buttons on all floors, including the top floor.

Then Lothar 11 thought for a while and pressed 4.

"4th floor?"

Beard was taken aback.

As the former security consultant of the'Send Family', he knows exactly where the fourth floor is.

"Other places are not safe now, only there is the safest."

Lothar 11 said with certainty ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Beard nodded slightly and approved Lothar 11's statement.

It is not difficult to be able to hide 10 people in the "Game Tower" and arrange more people.

Rosslow, who entered the'Game Tower' for the first time, looked dumbfounded.

"Where is that?"

Rosslow asked in a low voice.

Lothar 11 answered.

"'House of the madman'!"

"Each family owns its own family’s house of the madman, and this elevator is the exclusive elevator of the “Send family”. Therefore, it lives in the house of the madman. Yes--"

"Jason."

(End of this chapter)