Among the five bodyguards behind him, one of them had a mysterious identity. He was an expert borrowed from General Eliphant. Over the years, Old Baker had given that fat pig a lot of benefits. Now was naturally the time to ask for rewards from him. As for the expert recommended by Eliphant, Old Baker naturally wouldn't let his guard down. Before the invitation, he had let the lightning test him, but the lightning couldn't even last a minute under his hands.
Only then did Old Baker regard it as his trump card and bring it with him tonight. This expert was naturally used to deal with Horn. However, Horn was, after all, a legendary expert who had once killed his way into Nether Domain Star. Even though he hadn't seen him brandishing his saber or spear in the past few years, Old Baker didn't dare to let his guard down. The expert said that he had five points, but when it came to him, he only had three points left. However, it was already worth it for him to have a thirty percent chance of suppressing Horn.
Old Baker might not have the idea of taking a big gamble tonight when the negotiation was held in Gambling City. Back then, when Horn had just taken over the family and wasn't a legendary figure, he had already gambled. In the end, he lost. The price of losing was to hibernate for dozens of years and lose the lives of his three sons. If he lost today's bet, there would probably be no more Old Baker in this world.
But I won't lose. Old Baker's triangular eyes were filled with a fierce light. With the arrangement in the open and the trump card behind him, Old Baker asked himself that he was fully prepared.
Complacent, he walked into the room that Tyre had prepared for tonight's negotiations.
The room wasn't big, but it looked exquisite. There was a partition at the entrance, and a golden sailboat was placed in the middle as decoration. There was a row of sofa chairs on each side. The lobby manager was blocked a few steps by the lightning and said to Old Baker, to the effect that his bodyguards could only stay here. As for the hall, he could only let the head of security, Lightning, accompany him. Old Baker looked at the expert disguised as a bodyguard, who wore sunglasses and couldn't see his expression. However, he didn't object, so Old Baker treated him as if he had no problem. Thus, he walked into the hall with lightning. The hall was brightly lit, and the extra tables and chairs were all moved to one side. There was only a long black table and a few chairs under the high hanging chandelier. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Old Baker thought to himself, "Shabby", and saw Tyre, who was still in the explosive hair type, walk over carelessly. He stretched out his hand to Old Baker from afar and said, "Dear Uncle Baker, you're finally here. I thought you changed your mind at the last minute. "
As expected, Tyre was stopped by Lightning. Mu Na's head of security never cared who the other party was. Old Baker coughed dryly before Lightning turned around. Tyre no longer had the mood to hug the old man. Instead, he handed Old Baker a cigar and blinked, "Is everything set up?"
"What?" Old Baker feigned ignorance.
Tyre laughed and didn't ask anymore.
Just as the old man sat down at one end of the long table, he heard Ederick's laughter coming from outside. Tyre and Old Baker were not surprised. They sat calmly on their chairs. A moment later, Ederick and Horn arrived together. The only difference between the two of them was that Horn was followed by Anna, while Ederick didn't even bring a bodyguard.
The four of them finally took their seats.
Old Baker looked at Ederick and sneered, "Fatty, are you here to join in the fun?"
"Can't I? Only you, old man, are allowed to come and I'm not allowed to come. Since we're going to negotiate anyway, I'm going to talk too. "Ederick took out a sausage from his coat pocket, tore open the package and ate it.
Old Baker rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about?"
"After you die, the estate will belong to me." Ederick clicked his tongue and said, "This thing tastes so bad, like pig food. Hey, Tell, I'm hungry. "
Tyre said angrily, "How about I give you a steak?"
"Three portions!" Ederick stretched out three fat fingers.
Old Baker was about to curse at Ederick when Horn coughed softly and said, "Alright, let's get down to business."
The three elders immediately quieted down. Old Baker, who was so excited that his fingers were trembling a second ago, was now so gloomy that he looked like a different person. He only looked at Horn and sneered. Horn crossed his fingers on the table and said to Old Baker, "We were all invited by Uncle Baker tonight. So, Uncle Baker, what do you have to say?"
"It's very simple." Old Baker revealed his yellow incisors, "Horn, you've been the Patriarch for decades. Do you think it's time to move your butt, for example, and let Uncle Baker have a good time? "
Horn laughed, "Uncle, you're half a foot in the coffin. I think let's forget about this matter." Since Uncle is getting straight to the point, I won't beat around the bush. "If Uncle agrees to withdraw from Bescot tonight and never appear again, I can let you go. Otherwise, Uncle won't be able to go anywhere after tonight. "
The atmosphere immediately became solemn.
Not to mention Old Baker, even Tell and Ederick were surprised. Horn had directly laid his cards on the table, skipping the tender "foreplay" in negotiations between the nobles. They were really not used to it. Old Baker's eyes widened. He was already direct enough, but Horn was even more merciless than him. He directly offered the condition that you scram or die here.
How domineering!
Old Baker immediately threw his palm and said sternly, "Horn, do you really think you're an amazing person? When I really don't know about your arrangements, do you think I don't have any ground troops when you call them over? Or are you a fat pig like Ederick? "
"Of course Ederick is on my side." Horn said calmly.
Old Baker laughed, "That's right. Without you, there would be no Ederick. Right, fat pig? "The old man looked at the fatty, and for some reason, the latter did not make a sound. Anna's expression changed as she stood behind Horn, but before she could ask, Horn bent his finger and tapped, "Ederick, what did Old Baker promise you?"
Ederick sighed and said, "Nothing much. He just threw half of the estate in the eighth district to me."
At this moment, the steak arrived, and Ederick picked up his knife and fork and ate without hesitation, "Old Baker's condition is that I won't help either side in this negotiation. Then I'll join forces with him to stop your ground troops from coming to Gambling City. That's it. "
Horn smiled, "You're really greedy for money. Half of Old Baker's estate bought you off? Aren't you afraid that he'll lose tonight? "
"Afraid, why not?" Ederick smiled sincerely, "But Tell also made a bet. I thought it was worth it, so I made a bet."
"Oh?" Horn looked at Tyre again and leaned back slightly. "Does that mean the three elders are on the same side now?"
Old Baker laughed and stood up, "Horn, you have no chance of winning. Ederick and Tell, three against one, what else do you think you can rely on? "
Horn shook his head and said, "Uncle Baker, do you know why I left you behind back then?"
"God knows."
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