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Chapter 907

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When Horn arrived at the rooftop apron of a building in the city, he boarded the Black Hawk flying ship. Looking at the gambling city from afar, the lights were still bustling, and the traffic was dense. He said softly, "I came to the gambling city twenty years ago. At that time, the city was only half the size it is now." At that time, Old Baker did not hide his hatred for me. When he met me in Las Vegas, he said that he would kill me one day. "Of course he hates me, because all three of his sons died in my hands. How can he not hate me?"

Anna stood silently behind him.

Horn smiled, "I don't pity him. Besides, do you really think a person like him would care about flesh and blood?" If he did, Old Baker wouldn't be where he is today. I killed his three sons like breaking his hands and feet. He felt pain, of course he hated me. In the end, he only saw himself. However, at that time, he said he wanted to kill me, but in fact, he didn't even dare to touch me with a single finger. Because he knew very well that it was one thing to say. If I take action, then I can kill him fair and square. "

"The old fellow is very smart. He has endured until now and silently laid out his plans. But he doesn't know that I have also made preparations for this day, and that I have set them up deeper and wider than him. I have finally removed a tumor for the clan. "Horn said indifferently.

"Master, wouldn't it be more straightforward to kill him back then?"

Horn laughed and shook his head, "How could it be that simple? I just took over the clan back then." Killing Old Baker's sons was a warning. If he was killed as well, it would chill the hearts of the collateral families. Anna, don't look at the glory of being the head of a clan. In fact, we have too much to worry about. It's not easy to maintain a clan, and it's even more difficult to let the clan spread its branches and leaves. "

"Everything is under my control tonight, but Old Baker surprised me with one thing."

Anna narrowed her eyes, "That killer called Valhinian?"

"Old Baker can't find such a person. You heard it at the time. The killer didn't listen to Old Baker's orders completely. Hmph, someone wants to interfere in our family. "Horn's expression changed slightly as he coughed violently. He took out a square towel and covered his mouth. The pure white square quickly turned red.

Anna was startled and wanted to get up.

Horn shook his head and wiped the blood from his lips. "It's okay. It's just a minor injury. Look at how tiring it is to be the Patriarch. I can't even show my injuries in front of those people. "

"Master, should we investigate that killer?"

"There's no need. We probably won't be able to find anything. Even if he could find some clues, it would most likely be some smoke bombs. Those who dare to make a move against me must have some ability. How could they be dug out so easily? "

Anna hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, Ederick and Tyre are not necessarily more loyal than Old Baker."

"Of course." Horn clenched the handkerchief into a ball. When he loosened his grip, the entire handkerchief had already turned into ashes. He said, "In the entire family, how many people are truly loyal? In order to tame a wild horse, it was not enough to nurture feelings for it. It was also necessary to feed it well. But if it dared to be arrogant, then it had to be taught a lesson. However, the strength of the blows had to be controlled well. The blow was too light to serve as a warning. If you hit it too hard, I'm afraid it will run away. "

Horn smiled and raised his head. "Tonight is both a matter of settling Old Baker and a little warning to them. At least before I leave office, these two fellows will not rebel. "

After saying that, he closed his eyes. Anna knew that he wanted to rest and did not disturb him. Looking out of the porthole, the airship began to rise and the building gradually disappeared. Even the bustling city below quickly turned into a blurry light, unable to distinguish the outline of things.

Just like in this world, there are many things that are difficult to distinguish.

Eliphant didn't sleep all night.

It was already late at night, and the surface general, who was nicknamed the "War Elephant" in politics, was sitting in his hall. Eliphant was as fat as a pig, and his body, which weighed more than four hundred kilograms, was as fat as a round ball. He was also fair and clean, and when he squinted his eyes and smiled, he had the simple and honest strength of a fatty. However, when his eyes were half-squinted, one could see the killing intent hidden in his simple and honest face.

Among the eight generals of the surface garrison, Eliphant's combat strength was at the back, but his influence was firmly among the top three. Although this fatty was called a war elephant, he advocated the tactic of biting an elephant to death with more ants. Under the eight generals, he had the most troops. Of course, such a tactic could not be used on a high-end battlefield. However, on the surface, it was enough for General Eliphant to cover the sky with one hand.

Anyone familiar with Eliphant knew that he was definitely not a law-abiding person. On the surface, he was a general of the Federation, but behind the scenes, Eliphant had done a lot of dirty things. For example, he cultivated armed groups on the surface, and even had his own research base, secretly conducting inhumane experiments. Among them, there was research on predators. What was even more frightening was that the predators were originally the failures of a certain biochemical research. Eliphant was diligent and thrifty, so he simply threw these modified monsters out and controlled them to carry out some actions that were inconvenient for him to appear in.

Most of the time, Eliphant was smiling. Even when killing people, it was rare to see this fatty being serious. But at this moment, the general was about to crush the pitiful sofa under his butt, and there was no smile on his face at all. He smelled of smoke, and on the table in front of him, the cigarette butts almost piled up into a small mountain.

Just as Eliphant was rubbing the butt of his cigarette on the table, the window of the hall was pushed open and a figure drilled in. The man was supposed to be wearing a comforting suit, but now he was dressed in rags. Only the sunglasses were still good, but they were the killer Valhinian that Eliphant had lent to Old Baker. Footsteps sounded outside the hall, and Eliphant shouted, "Get back, all of you. This is none of your business."

After dispersing the guards, the fatty threw away the cigarette butt and jumped over the table. His figure was unexpectedly light and agile, and he had nothing to do with the word stupid. He was supposed to be Valhinian's boss, but he supported him like a subordinate and asked, "Are you injured?"

The fatty opened his eyes and looked at the blood on Valhinian\'s chest. The latter pushed him away and said indifferently, "I can't die. Horn is indeed troublesome." He thought that he had put the famous saber on the shelf at the end of many years, but it turned out that he had been hiding it in the walking stick he carried with him. Qiu Yan was indeed worthy of being a famous saber. A saber strike was like the autumn sun. You can't see the sharpness, but there's nothing you can't penetrate, and there's nothing you can't cut. "

Valhinian reached out to take off his sunglasses.

With the sunglasses on, his face became blurry. It was as if a burst of smoke had rolled past. When the smoke dissipated, the killer's appearance had already undergone a tremendous change. From the common face that couldn't be recognized in the sea of people before, it had now become a resolute, angular, and extremely individualistic appearance. More importantly, this was a face that everyone knew. What a joke, His Excellency the President appears in public to speak every few days, and the Babylonian media is desperately promoting it. Even on the surface, presidential election posters are posted in the toilets of poor people. Who doesn't know this man who is going to continue to be re-elected?

Perhaps even Horn had never thought that the one who attacked him on the golden sail would actually be Mobius. Mobius tore off his tattered shirt in front of Eliphant, and a shocking bloody groove appeared on his chest. However, what was even more surprising was that there were so many wounds on the president's chest that there was hardly a piece of good flesh to be found. Mobius stretched out a finger and scratched the bloody groove on his chest. "When Horn took out Qiu Yan, I thought I could still fight. But when that saber was swung, I realized that Qiu Yan's saber qi was actually pervasive, almost catching up to the Golden Rose's destructive power. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I probably wouldn't have been able to come back. "

Eliphant lowered his head and quickly raised his head in surprise, "A single Qiu Yan has such great power?"

"Of course, a single Qiu Yan doesn't have such great power, but in Horn's hands, it does." Mobius shook his head and sighed, "Originally, I wanted to use Old Baker's identity to cover up this time. It would be better if I could kill Horn in one fell swoop." Even if it was no good, it could still severely injure him. At that time, we don't have to do anything. Bescot will definitely be in chaos. Once Bescot is in chaos, several clans, including the Morsen Clan, will also be in turmoil. At this time, if we push it in the back again, the entire aristocracy will be in chaos. It's better to be in chaos. Once the water is mixed up, it'll be easier for us to act. But I didn't expect Horn to be so strong. Not only is his combat strength high, even his scheming skills are terrifyingly brilliant. "

He patted Eliphant on the shoulder and said, "It's a pity that you weren't there at that time. Otherwise, you would have been able to see our Mr. Horn play together, making Old Baker unable to retaliate at all. How wonderful that scene was. A Horn is already like this. Those wealthy family heads are not easy to deal with. Looks like I underestimated them before. "

"Then now?"

Mobius frowned and said, "My injury is neither serious nor light. Without a few days of effort, I won't be able to remove Qiu Yan's saber qi. So tomorrow's speech probably won't be able to appear. Otherwise, if Horn sees any clues, it won't be worth it. "

Eliphant nodded and said, "Then shall I cancel it for you?"

"No, that's more likely to attract attention. It doesn't matter. You can let Alan go in my place. He's fine. "

Alan was Mobius's substitute, and his figure and appearance were seventy to eighty percent similar to the president. In addition to the disguise technique that Mobius had used before, as long as it wasn't someone who was extremely familiar with him, it would be difficult to see through it. Mobius said in a deep voice, "I have to stay with you for the next few days. Eliphant, try your best to cooperate with Alan in the speeches and other activities these days. Don't attract the attention of the outside world."

"Of course, please rest assured, sir." The general put on a sincere smile.

Mobius nodded and left with ease. Eliphant sat down and began to smoke again. He seemed to be deep in thought, and tapped the table with his fingers. In the end, he shook his head, threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the table, and got up to leave. A moment after he left, Mobius poked his head out from the corner of the stairs and looked at the pile of cigarette butts on the table before turning around and leaving.

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