Bujand stood in front of the door. His tall body almost blocked the entire door.
The first thing he did when he entered the quiet room was to greet Nitro after many years of separation.
Even though it sounded impolite, that was it.
In fact, Biyang De and Nitro had a pretty good idea of what to expect from this meeting.
Originally, as father and son, they were very clear about one thing, that is, it was impossible for the two sides to meet in their lifetime.
Unless a butterfly flapped its wings, and that butterfly was Law, who was sitting next to Nitro.
"What, you're not going to invite me over to sit?"
Bi Yang De stood at the door and used his pinky to pick his ear, looking arrogant and infuriating.
"Sit anywhere."
Nitro looked at Bujand calmly.
Bujand grinned and took a step forward. He was about to sit on the tatami when he heard Nitro's next sentence. "But don't sit on the tatami."
"Haha."
Bujand braked. He was not angry when he heard Nitro's words. Instead, he laughed heartily.
Law looked at the two of them. He really had to make a comparison on the spot to see that the two of them were really similar. They belonged to the kind of family that could be seen at a glance.
However, he always felt that this place would become a scene of domestic violence, the kind where a father beats his son. Of course, he didn't know who would be beaten in the end.
After laughing a few times, Bujand sat cross-legged on the spot.
Even so, with the advantage of height, his line of sight was still level with Nitro's.
"Let's not talk about small talk, let's get down to business." Bujand's tone contained a trace of expectation.
He had never been the most anxious one.
He was very patient and could wait. In order to go to the Dark Continent, it didn't matter even if the seas ran dry and the rocks rotted.
Even so, before the restrictions were about to be withdrawn, he couldn't help but be excited.
After all, who knew how long Nitro, this old fart, could live.
"It's not necessarily a good thing for you to be so excited."
Nitro picked up a cup of hot tea and threw it at Bujand.
Bujand suddenly raised his hand and caught the teacup firmly. Not even a drop of tea spilled out.
He lowered his head to look at the moderately hot tea and said, "Your blood is already cold. Naturally, you won't be able to experience what it means to have your blood boil."
As soon as he finished speaking, he downed the tea in his cup in one gulp, and then very rudely threw the teacup back.
Nitro raised his hand and placed the teacup on the table without making a sound.
Bujand looked at Nitro and said coldly, "I didn't come here today to talk about old times. Let's finish our business and go home. It's convenient for you, and it's also convenient for me."
Nitro slowly closed his eyes. A moment later, he opened them again, his eyes filled with sharpness.
He stopped talking and got up from the tatami under the gaze of Bujand and Law and walked towards Bujand.
Nitro came to Bujand.
Between father and son, one stood and one sat.
Of course, one looked up and the other looked down.
A father and a son.
One was old and the other was in his prime.
They represented two different eras.
Looking up at Nitro in front of him, Bujand directly stretched out his right hand with a black character on his palm.
"It's not necessarily a good thing to take it out."
Nitro looked at the black runes and said something very similar to what he had just said.
"How do you know if you don't try?" Bujand said coldly.
Both of them knew very well that once the black character was taken out, the tacit understanding between them would be broken, and then ushered in another situation where water and fire were incompatible.
After a moment of silence, Nitro raised his hand and touched the black character on Bujand's right hand. In the blink of an eye, he took out a rune contract, which looked more like a chess piece.
Click.
Without giving Law a chance to see what it was, Nitro crushed it into powder on the spot, then let go of his hand and let the powder pour to the ground.
Bujand looked at the powder quietly, suddenly got up and opened his arms as if he was embracing the air.
When he stood up, the position changed instantly.
Just now he was looking up at Nitro, and now it was Nitro who was looking up at him.
"It's much easier."
Bujand's open hands clenched into fists. Then he took his hands back, stared at Nitro's eyes at close range, and said coldly: "In this way, the game is restarted."
With that, he turned around without hesitation. Because he was close to the door, he raised his hand and pulled it open.
Before going out of the room, he turned his back to Nitro and Law and said: "Wait and see, old man, the process is good, the end is good or bad, let's see who is the hunter and who is the prey."
Snap.
The door was closed.
Nitro looked at the door calmly and listened to the footsteps.
From Bujand coming into the room to Bujand leaving the room, Law didn't say a word from beginning to end, because this was a matter between Bujand and Nitro.
After Bujand left, Law got up from the tatami and walked towards Nitro.
When he was about to say something, he saw Nitro take out two DVDs from the clothes behind him.
Law looked at the DVD, if he remembered correctly, it was Nitro's last words.
Later, Law saw Nitro crush the DVD directly in front of him, just like crushing the Talisman just now, the two DVDs, including the shell, turned into powder.
As a result, even if Ikuxiube appeared, there was no possibility of repair.
"I'd like to know." Law looked at the CD that turned into powder.
People are so cheap. He wasn't interested in knowing before, but Nitro crushed it in front of him, so he wanted to know.
"There's no need to know." Nitro said lightly.
The two CD's, one was to decide the method of electing a new president after his death, and the other was for Bujand. The main content was to let the members of the twelve earthly branches go to the Dark Continent before Bujand, and then solve a disaster and bring back a kind of hope.
But he didn't die, and Bujand lifted the restriction.
And as Bujand said, the chess game was restarted.
Then from now on, a game called hunting will begin, and the battlefield may be on the way to the Dark Continent, or it may be on the Dark Continent as the destination.
On the continent where no one knows what will come from, who will become the hunter, and who will become the prey.
The one who becomes the hunter will be the winner.
The prey will be the loser.
"Law, now I have to think about how to keep the president's position." Nitro said meaningfully.
"What else?" Law was speechless, thinking, isn't this what you should have done long ago?
"So, help me to solve that matter." Nitro looked at the closed door, and his eyes became aggressive.
That matter, naturally, was the 2,500 mosaic ant eggs, which may have hatched by now.
He must solve it properly, because the president's position was the prerequisite for fighting with Bujand.
"Okay, but I won't do it for free." Law said.
.....
Bujand left the association building and went straight to the airport.
Paristone stood in front of the office window, as if he could see Bujand's back leaving.
The battle began at this moment.
First, what he had to do was to kick the president down, and then take the president's position himself.
When the ceremony began about a month later, V5 would send out [Hunt Bujand] without exception.
At that time, as the president, he had the ability to suppress it.
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