The corners of Old Baker's mouth twitched, his veins popping out, and he looked like he was about to explode with anger. However, those who were familiar with him knew that this old man was sinister. Don't look at his expression of anger, seven emotions. But in reality, he was calmer than anyone else. The old man sneered, "What a big tone. I'd like to know where you got that confidence from. The woman behind you? Or the armies that are destined not to enter Las Vegas? "
"Let me calculate. Fierce Vulture went to the Garden of Eden. Your son and Fuding went together. Horn, what other cards do you have to play? "
Horn laughed, "I told you, Uncle Baker, you're old and confused. That's right, I'm a card player. But don't forget, I'm the biggest trump card. "
Without looking at the old man, Horn looked at Ederick and smiled, "Is the steak delicious?"
Ederick raised his head and sighed bitterly, "Not good. This thing is a little overcooked."
"Then you're still eating. Ederick, I told you that gluttony is not good for your health. Be careful not to hurt your spleen and stomach. "Horn said calmly," Tell me honestly, what tempted you. Just half of Old Baker's estate is worth the risk. I don't believe it. "
"Why are you mentioning this now?" Ederick sighed, wiped his hands with a napkin, and clapped three more times. A moment later, three figures rushed into the hall from behind the partition and lined up behind the fatty. The three of them, two men and one woman, were all dressed in suits, like Ederick's bodyguards. However, these three people's auras were enormous, and they could tell at a glance that they were not weak.
Anna narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Major General's combat strength."
Ederick gave her a thumbs up. "Anna knows what's good for you. I heard you're a widow. Why don't you stop with Horn and come with me? Although you're a little old, it's good to be mature. Horn is too old to chew, but my big bird is different. "
Anna laughed instead of being angry.
Horn tapped the table with his fingers and looked up at the three people behind the fatty. "It's hard on you. You actually managed to snare three little fellows who can be considered to be on the stage."
"I'm not afraid to be frank with you." Ederick continued to pick up his knife and fork, "I heard that Old Baker hired that black knife to kill you. I don't know the process, but Murphy is back. He even went to Old Baker to reason with him. Of course, the outcome wouldn't be good. Master Horn, if you kill Murphy, I won't dare to cooperate with Old Baker no matter what. But Murphy is still alive. Tsk tsk, that's different. "
"Edric, your head is probably full of lard. Otherwise, why didn't I think of it? Couldn't I have let Murphy go on purpose? "Horn said unhurriedly.
Ederick paused and looked up at Old Baker. The latter simply closed his eyes. Fatty narrowed his eyes, then forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter whether it was intentional or not. I'm not the main character tonight. I'm only in charge of eating. You guys can do whatever you want as long as you don't spill the water on me. "
Horn laughed and glanced at the three people behind him. "You're already sitting here, and you expect to not get a drop of water. Ederick, the three little fellows behind you don't have the qualifications to block this disaster. But seeing that you're smart and just neutral, I'll settle the score with you later. "
Then he looked at Old Baker and said, "Uncle, what other trump cards do you have? You see, my time is limited. Let's hurry up and deal with this matter. "
Old Baker laughed angrily and looked at Tyre angrily, "What are you still standing there for?"
Tyre sighed and said, "He hasn't even become the Patriarch yet, but his temper is even bigger than the Patriarch's."
He coughed dryly.
A group of fully armed soldiers immediately rushed out from the rooms on both sides of the hall. They were all carefully nurtured by Tyre, and each of them was at a level of above Level 10. The standard equipment was a set of "Blazing Battle Soldiers". This set of magical energy equipment could be said to be the famous work of the Bescot Magic Martial Factory, but now it was used to deal with the people within the clan. It was as ironic as it could be.
There were a total of thirty dead soldiers surrounding the long table, and their fiery rifles were all aimed at Horn. The markings on the spear lit up and entered the Origin Energy Filling stage. Anna's expression changed slightly. She was very clear about the concentrated firepower of the Fire Fighting Rifle. Otherwise, it wouldn't have gradually spread throughout the Federation Army and become the standard for the army. If these dozens of guns were to fire together, Horn probably wouldn't be able to hurt them, but it was hard to say for her.
Old Baker laughed. Horn's expression remained unchanged, but he glanced at Tyre lightly.
Tyre smiled bitterly and sighed. He raised a finger and pointed at Old Baker. Instantly, dozens of guns clattered and turned around, pointing at the old man. Old Baker's expression changed as he looked at Tyre and said in a gloomy voice, "What are you doing?"
"Did you bribe Horn?"
Tyre shrugged his shoulders and grabbed a cup beside him and smashed it into Ederick's plate. "You're still eating? Is the play over?"
The fatty smashed his knife and fork. "What the hell are you acting for? I'm really hungry."
He looked at Old Baker and licked his fat lips. "But with Old Baker's estate, it's barely enough to fill his stomach."
Old Baker's face was filled with shock. "Fat pig, you dare to plot against me?" he said angrily.
"Why not?" Ederick pouted at Horn. "Apart from Old Horn, who have you seen me afraid of in all these years? You? A dying old man? Stop joking. "
He scratched his head again, "But I didn't expect Tyre to actually … tsk, I thought I could take over his territory this time."
The afro laughed coldly, "What a big appetite. I'm not afraid of dying."
"No, it's better to die than to starve to death." The fatty said sincerely and then said to Horn, "Old Baker's ground force should have been cleaned up by now. This old thing's arrangements are not enough."
The corner of Old Baker's mouth twitched. This time, it was a real twitch. He said hoarsely, "So it was fake that you blocked Horn's Black Hawk. It was real that you exposed my arrangements to them!"
"You only discovered it now, so you old man should have died earlier." Ederick murmured.
"See, Uncle Baker?" Horn said. I told you that you were no match for me. Ederick was greedy, yes. It's not wrong for you to bribe him with half of your property, but the condition I offered him was to take over all of your property. Which side do you think this greedy fellow will stand on, and Tyre. Tyre's position has always been neutral, so he gave you the illusion that he could be bribed. But don't you think about why Tyre was able to remain neutral for so long? I don't think I have such a good temper. I'm the reason why Tyre is able to stand in such a detached position. "
Old Baker rolled his eyes.
Horn stood up and sighed, "Whether it's Ederick or Tyre, I've set up this chess game decades ago. And you just hurriedly laid down a few chess pieces and thought you could turn the tables. Uncle Baker, I overestimated you in the end. "
At this moment, Lightning walked to Old Baker's side and bent down to whisper, "I just received a report that our people … are finished." Old Baker's face was ashen and his body trembled. It was as if he had aged ten years in an instant. At this moment, Lightning, who was standing beside him, smashed the old man's chest with an elbow without warning. Old Baker immediately spat out blood and flew backwards. He fell to the ground and pointed at Lightning, speechless for a moment.
Suddenly, even Tyre and Ederick's eyelids twitched. Only Horn said matter-of-factly, "Lightning, real name Jory." Twenty years ago, in order to annex a force that opposed you, not only did you kill the other party's leader, you also slaughtered fifty-three of his brothers, wives, and children. Coincidentally, Jory wasn't at home at that time and escaped a calamity, but his father, the leader's younger brother, died at your hands for no reason. All these years, Jory has never stopped planning to take revenge. "
"He's a hidden chess piece I put beside you. He's been enduring hard all these years. After all, it's not easy to gain your trust. But after being the head of security by your side for ten years, I think Jory is very familiar with your industries and operations. Is that so, Jory? "
Lightning nodded silently.
"So even if you die, your kingdom won't collapse. It's just a change of master." Horn sat down and nodded, "Whatever you want now, do as you please."
Lightning walked towards Old Baker step by step and pointed at the scar on his face. "I was afraid that you would find out, so I personally cut this scar on my face back then. Every time I look in the mirror, it reminds me not to forget what you've done. Today, I'll take your life! "
Old Baker spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up with his chest on his back. He smiled sinisterly and said, "Just based on a bastard like you who jumped out of nowhere? When I killed someone, you weren't even born yet. If you want to kill me, come and try. "He put down his hand, and a strong dark purple flame continuously seeped out of his body. A gloomy aura quietly rose from the old man's body. Old Baker's eyes were gradually filled with purple light. If there were two more corners, he would be no different from a devil crawling out of hell.
The three Great Elders of Bescot, Old Baker, who was also known as the butcher, was not someone who could be slaughtered by anyone. Lightning knew that it was not easy, but he did not hesitate and shouted loudly. The lighting in the hall continued to flicker. Electric currents as thick as fingers swept out from the wires buried in the walls of the hall and wrapped around the lightning's body. Immediately, a crackling sound rang out.
Old Baker snorted and shouted, "Valhinian, aren't you going to make a move? Are you also a pawn set up by Horn? "
At the end of his words, the golden sailboat that served as a partition silently shattered to the ground. Suddenly, there was no partition. Everyone in the hall could clearly see that only one of the five bodyguards that Old Baker had brought with him was left. The other four were all lying at his feet, and a pool of blood flowed out, converging into a small pool of blood.
Still wearing sunglasses, the man called Valhinian by Old Baker looked ordinary at first glance, especially after wearing sunglasses, there was nothing special about him. He belonged to the kind of common face that would be forgotten if he was thrown into a crowd of people. However, the aura on his body was circulating right now, and he did not have the aura of an expert that he casually pulled over.
He walked forward in silence.
Tell gestured as a row of dead men raised their guns at him. Valhinian raised his hand expressionlessly and waved it as if he was slapping a fly. The row of dead men did not even fire a single shot before they exploded into a pile of bloody mud. Even the Fire Fighting Rifles in their hands were completely distorted and fell into the bloody mud on the ground.
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