Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a custom-made suit with a short stature and an aura of wealth walked to the door of the house.
This person was the president of the Far East Society, Zhang Yi.
"Lord Death, this subordinate has heard that the Sovereign King of Hell has left. I have come to ask, how should we deal with this matter?" Zhang Yi came to the bottom of the stairs and respectfully nodded.
Through the veil, death said indifferently, "The matter is over. You can go back to your business."
Hearing that, Zhang Yi frowned and said, "But... Lucifer killed my son, and the assassins of Baphomet killed several of my brothers and backbone.
If we don't give the people in the association an explanation for this matter, I'm afraid no one will be willing, and it will be difficult to convince the masses. "
"If the backbone is dead, you can change it. Your son is not just Zhang Tianlong. As for convincing the masses, it's not up to you, Zhang Yi. The Far East Society isn't surnamed Zhang in the first place, is it?" Death coldly asked.
Zhang Yi's entire body tensed up as he swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Lord Death, allow this subordinate to ask one more question. Why are we so polite to the people of INFERNO? That Asmuntis is not our match at all.
Even if that Lucifer personally came, he would still not be your match, Lord Death … "Why did we suffer such a loss and not say a word?" Zhang Yi asked unwillingly.
Death brewed a cup of tea for himself, picked it up and took a sip, "Oh, then what do you think we should do to convince the people of the Far East Society?"
Zhang Yi was overjoyed, he hurriedly raised his head and said, "This subordinate thinks that this matter is actually very simple. As long as we, the Far East Society, will cause trouble for China at the ports and control cards at the entrance and exit of Myanmar, Ma, and Country F, and affect their economy, they will naturally put pressure on Lucifer.
At that time, we don't even need to do anything. Lucifer will be seen as a thorn in the side of China.
When the time comes, he will definitely not be able to endure it, but he also knows that he is no match for you, so naturally he will not dare to go against us, the Far East Society.
In this way, he could only suffer in silence and run abroad with the woman by his side.
"Once he comes abroad, we have a way to kill him or the woman by his side …"
After Death heard this, he said with a smile that was not a smile, "Zhang Yi, your thoughts are really beautiful."
Zhang Yi's expression stiffened. His eyes flickered as he knelt on the ground and said, "Lord Death! I … I have no intention of using your power. If you are not satisfied, I … I will definitely not pursue this matter! "
Death stood up and turned to look at the garden. With his back facing Zhang Yi, he said, "Looks like … after letting you Zhang people manage the Far East Society for thirty years, you really think that you're the owners of the Far East Society …"
"No! No! "Zhang Yi broke out in cold sweat and quickly kowtowed." Lord Death! We are just small fry who serve the Doomsday King, we definitely do not dare to have any improper thoughts! "
Death continued to say, "Not to mention, the area covered by INFERNO's influence is even wider than our Doomsday King's power. The total number of members of its three A Level organizations is currently the number one in the Underground World.
Whether it is us or the Xia, we are all trying our best to rope in this power.
As for Lucifer, he was someone that even Shakyamuni Apocalypse did not dare to touch easily. He could only use reason and emotion …
You, Zhang Yi, who gave you the guts to use the tiger's might and the dog's power to threaten Lucifer? "
Zhang Yi's entire body went limp as he sweated profusely. He said, "Lord Death, this lowly one was wrong! This lowly one definitely did not dare to have any more wishful thinking! Lord Death, forgive me! "
Death continued to speak indifferently, "You said that you need to convince the people below. I think it is indeed necessary …
How about this, since you care so much about Yuan Xing and are afraid that your Zhang Family will lose face for Yuan Xing, you might as well … "Your surname Zhang will disappear from the Far East Society. This way, there won't be a problem of losing face …"
When Zhang Yi heard this, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He cried and begged for mercy, "Lord Death! This lowly one knows his wrongs! "This lowly one would never dare …"
Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped!
A trace of Zhang Yi's soul was directly extracted from his body. His entire body became a corpse as he lay on the ground with lifeless eyes.
All of this was silent, as if nothing had happened, and the person had already died.
Not long after, a grey-clothed maid came to the front of the house and bowed to death. Then, she grabbed Zhang Yi's corpse with one hand and dragged it out.
Death did not feel much about Zhang Yi's death. She stood on the spot and looked deeply at the garden. Her mind was filled with other complicated thoughts.
After a few minutes, a magnetic man's voice came from outside.
"Why didn't you tell him the truth?"
Death had long known about that person's appearance. He did not turn around and remained silent.
The ones who walked in were eleven handsome white men with dark blonde curls, handsome faces, and tall figures. They were dressed in the classical attire of a western noble.
His entire body exuded an elegant and noble aura. It was definitely not an act, but an innate one.
Seeing that death did not answer, the noble youth continued, "You don't owe him anything. These are all because of those fellows from the Divine Dragon Clan. They harmed you, so you can completely recognize him."
Death let out a long sigh and said, "Frederick, this is my private matter. I don't need you to teach me what to do."
"I'm just concerned about you. You know, to me, you are the most important woman in the world. I can't tolerate anyone making you sad." Frederick said with a sincere face.
Death glanced at him, and her gaze softened, "Frederick, I'm fine. I just haven't figured out how to explain everything to him.
Although part of my choice back then was because I had no other choice, it was also because of my weakness and mistakes.
Besides, letting him know the truth now might not be a good thing for him. "
Frederick frowned and said, "You are always thinking about him, but have you ever thought about yourself? You don't owe him anything, so why do you have to give in to him? If he stayed in China like this, sooner or later he would get together with the clan.
At that time, he will be like the group of people who hurt you back then, shattering your heart once again … "Don't forget whose seed he is …"
"Shut up!"
Death suddenly turned its head and looked coldly at Frederick, "I know that you are not satisfied that he broke your engagement with Princess Daisy, but I will not allow you to say that about him!"
"Elle Daisy?" Frederick didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Victoria, what are you talking about? You clearly know that I have no interest in that princess at all!
Even if she is AIR, it means nothing to me! That was just the decree of the Shakyamuni!
You understand, Victoria, in my eyes, the most important woman … "Only …"
"Enough!" Death reprimanded, "I don't want to hear your nonsense! Frederick, remember who you are, and remember who I am!
Don't forget what you came to the border of China for this time. You don't need to talk too much about me and Ye Fan! "
After Death finished speaking, his figure turned into a gray mist and quickly disappeared.
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