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The warehouse has been cleared to create a clean and open space. Charles was tied to a chair covered in blood and sat facing the gate. He looked very excited when he saw Mebros, but with a cloth strip stuffed into his mouth, he could only make a whining sound.
Standing to Charles's left and right are two men, one of whom is dressed as a cowboy. Leather jacket, jeans, pointed leather shoes, and a cowboy hat covering the upper half of his face, only showing a stubbled chin. And, a smile on his mouth.
The man folded his hands on his chest, giving the impression that he didn't care about anything. But he gave Mebros a very dangerous feeling, as if he would be killed at any time.
As for the other man, Mebros knew him. He said in a deep voice, "Brydon, why you? My dear brother!"
Braden is 38 years old today, in the prime of his life. She has a neat cut crew cut and a beautifully groomed mustache. He looks somewhat similar to Mayblos, and he looks like a younger version of Mayblos in a striped suit. As the brother of Meblos, Braden and Meblos were not born to the same mother. As a half-brother, because of his mother's humble status, Braden was never taken seriously when he was a teenager.
And after Meblos took over the position of Lambston's Patriarch, Braden was cast aside by him. From then on, Braden lingered between the wine shop and the beds of different women, and was branded as an idler by Meblos.
Meblos imagined many people, but it never occurred to Braden to be involved in this matter.
"Brydon, I hope you know what you are doing?" Meblos said in a deep voice, "You are suspected of kidnapping your nephew and using violent means to mutilate his body. If you release Charles now, I will Nothing happened tonight!"
When Mayblos finished speaking, Braden remained silent. The warehouse was depressingly quiet. After a while, Braden applauded and said: "As expected of the elder brother that my father values, Meblos, I really admire you for being so calm in this position. It's a pity that you It seems that you didn't understand, tonight, you have no right to order me!"
Meblos snorted through his nostrils and said, "What do you want?"
"It's nothing. As long as you can sign this statement, dear brother, I will return this lovely nephew to you now and let you go away safely." Brydon said with a smile, just like attending a party polite gentleman.
"What contract?"
Braden snapped his fingers, and immediately someone came out of the corner. The man was carrying a suitcase, and when he came to Meblos, he took out a statement from the suitcase and handed it to Mebros.
Meblos looked at it, and tremblingly said: "You bastard, you want me to voluntarily give up the position of Patriarch?"
"Don't say that, brother." Braden walked behind Charles, he lowered his waist, and rested his head on Charles' shoulder. Stretching out his fingers and gently flicking Charles's hair, he intentionally or unconsciously showed Charles' side face without one ear in Mayblos' eyes: "Look, Meblos. I'm just for your own good, you are already old. With limited energy, it is better to retire and live happily with Charles for a period of time. I guarantee that Charles is still the legal heir. When I die, he will still be able to inherit all the properties of Lambston."
Mebros roared: "You ignorant thing, do you know how to manage family business and deal with complex social relations? You, a guy who only hangs around alcohol and women's bellies, how can I put the family business together? here you are!"
"But you have no choice!"
Braden screamed: "Either sign! Or I will kill you and Charles now! Meblos, the result is the same. But if you sign, at least you and your son can be saved."
Meblos was trembling with anger. After a while, he took a deep breath and said: "Okay, I will let you be the head of the house. But you have to let Charles go first. After we get home safely, we will naturally make a statement in this statement." Sign on."
Pointing at Meblos, Brandon laughed, panting with tears streaming down his face; "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? My dear brother, after getting you home safely, Won't you kill me immediately?"
Putting his smile back, Braden said coldly: "Stop playing tricks, brother. Sign now, I won't kill you."
"What do you guarantee?"
"I have nothing to guarantee, you have to take a gamble now. Otherwise..." Braden smiled cruelly, reaching out and digging hard at the wound on Charles' ear.
Charles yelled in pain, and Meblos stared, shouting, "Stop! Alright, I'll sign."
Braden's men handed over a pen, and after taking it, Maebrows signed his name on the statement in graceful handwriting.
"That's all right!" Meblos slammed the pen to the ground and shouted.
Braden spread his hands and said, "Of course, my dear brother. Come, take my lovely nephew away."
After speaking, Braden and the cowboy backed away to the left and right. Meblos hurried forward and untied the rope on Charles. While untying the rope, Meblos said, "It's all over, Charles, let's go home first. Then..."
Suddenly, Meblos saw his son's eyes widen in horror. In his pupils, the figure of the cowboy was reflected. The next moment, Meblos was shocked. He lowered his head and saw a long energy knife exuding an astonishing temperature piercing his and Charles' chests.
On the chest, the blood was quickly stained, but was evaporated by the high temperature of this energy long knife. Meblos looked at Braden with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "Liar, you said..."
Brydon showed a regretful expression, shook his head and said, "I said I wouldn't kill you, but Mr. Betsy is not mine."
The cowboy named Betsy held a sword formed purely from his own energy in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the energy long knife was sharply ejected from the bodies of Mebros and his son. The next moment, the two corpses ignited raging flames. After the thousand-degree high-temperature flames were extinguished, only two charred bodies remained on the ground.
The cowboy turned to face Braden, seeing the real energy long knife in his hand, Braden swallowed involuntarily. Only then did the cowboy say in a hoarse voice: "Congratulations, Mr. Braden. Now you are the head of the Lambston family. I hope you remember the agreement with us."
"Naturally." Braden said respectfully, "Please tell that lord, I will definitely do what he asked."
"That's good."
The cowboy put away the long knife and walked out of the warehouse with his trouser pockets in his pocket. A moment later, the man's screams and the sound of a car exploding could be heard outside. When Braden walked out of the warehouse, what he saw was Meblos's seat that had become a wreck, and the head of the guard, Bernie, who was also charred.
On the roof of a food processing factory 500 meters away from Baoshi Avenue, there is a straight figure facing Baoshi Avenue. In those falcon-like pupils, the unextinguished flames on the wreckage of the car were reflected.
"Betsy, every time he makes a shot, he has to make a lot of charcoal, as if he is afraid that others will know that he is an ashes spreader."
Behind this figure is a gorgeous woman. In her bright red gown, she looked like a lady on her way to a dinner party. She seems to like red very much, not only the dress on her body is red. Even the headdress and necklace are inlaid with bright red gemstones.
Standing in the night, she felt like she was standing in a pool of blood. A strong bloody aura emanated from her body and floated into the night sky.
"You are not the same. Pedafini, wherever the Bloody Queen's footsteps go, there are not corpses strewn all over the field, and blood flowing like rivers?" The vigorous figure said in a deep voice, indifferently.
The woman named Petefini held up the corners of her skirt with both hands, and saluted the man: "Penny has restrained herself a lot in front of you."
The man laughed and said: "This is not a wilderness. If you don't know how to restrain yourself here, I'm afraid I will have to collect your corpse."
"Just relying on those guys who have been pampered for many years?"
"Don't underestimate them, Pedafini, the power of the Hall of Valor is not just as simple as the five legions." The man said in a deep voice: "Leaving aside the three old guys, Douglas, Cario and Paul, it is they The secretly cultivated holy spirit warrior group is also a combat force that should not be underestimated. If those little devils are just one person, they may not be the opponent of you and Betsy. But if the two join forces, it is already very impressive for you to be able to protect yourself. If there are three people, then You can only run away. And there are a total of eighteen people like that."
Pedafini gasped, her expression no longer looked frivolous as before. She nodded and said, "I see, my lord. Anyway, we didn't come to Asgard to fight with them, so I just don't provoke them."
The man shook his head, he knew Pedfanie's temperament well. Although he said so on the lips, he was afraid that he would find an opportunity to step on the field secretly. But this woman still knows the importance, before the plan is completed, she will not do something that will affect the big plan, so she will let her go.
"However, my lord, this time you brought back the dying woman Jin and Alice, and you also called us. Almost all the elites from the dark side of the moon are here. Are you afraid of being discovered by that old fox Douglas?"
"I was afraid to let him know, so I made some other arrangements to distract him. Besides, Jin and Alice are not around, and now I can't come out on my own. Without you and Betsy, I have nothing to do." Can't do it."
"But is this really good? If those guys don't abide by the agreement with you, and the proposal of the Western Expedition cannot be passed by then, wouldn't our efforts be wasted?"
"That's up to them." The man sneered and said, "I've already set the rules of the chessboard for them. As chess pieces, how can there be any reason not to act according to the rules?"
"But I don't understand." Pedafini bit her finger and said, "Why do you want to promote the proposal of the Western Expedition, my lord? It's okay to invest in armaments, and if you even bring Doom Hammer, it's not for our western frozen Has the original plan been affected?"
"That's our home field, Penny. No matter how powerful Doomhammer is, the threat will be discounted when it comes to our home field. On the contrary, take this army away. At that time, there will only be three people left in Asgard." No, probably only Victory Spear and Dawn Shield now. At that time, Asgard will be weakest. Think about it, if the old guy on the shoreline knows this news, there will be what idea?"
"I understand." A dangerous gleam flashed in Pedafini's eyes, she stretched out her pink tongue and gently [licked] her lips and said: "War, the real war is coming. Many people will die ? Haha, I'm so excited."
"That's it, let the Dark Council drag Asgard, then the western tundra will be ours. When they find out what's there, it's already..." The man said heavily: "It's too late!"
While Asgard's undercurrent is turbulent, Zero and Beyoncé are also in the dark unknown. After Beyoncé slid down the slanting downward passage into the darkness, Ling Dangji jumped in. Zero pushed back hard with his hands and feet to increase the speed of the slide, and after 2 seconds, he caught Beyoncé. The other hand grasped the passage, and the exoskeleton armor glove grabbed fluffy sparks on the metal pipe wall, but it couldn't stop the slide.
Zero desperately wanted to grab something, and suddenly a sharp bone claw popped out from his five fingers, immediately scratching five deep marks on the tube wall like scratching a piece of paper. After sliding for another ten meters or so, the falling of the two finally stopped. Zero asked Beyoncé to turn on the tactical lights on her shoulders. After Beyoncé followed her instructions, two thin but bright lampposts cut through the darkness.
Beyoncé looked down and saw that there was still a pipeline extending for about two or three meters, then changed direction and turned to a flat stretch somewhere, so she shouted: "It's the end, let's go down."
Zero also saw the flat pipe, so he relaxed his five fingers, and immediately slid down with Beyoncé. After arriving at the horizontal pipe, Zero stood up, first looking at his fingers, the bone claws on them had faded. Like the diamond-shaped cuticle that can shrink tightly, this bone claw is also not included in the information provided by the brain.
It seems that this exoskeleton armor still has many secrets. Ling Xindao, but now is not the time to explore the secrets of the Naga armor, what needs to be determined is where the two are now. Ling pulled Beyoncé forward, and after walking about ten meters, he saw a huge exhaust fan that occupied the entire cross-section of the passage. It is certain that the two of them are located in a certain ventilation duct. From this point of view, there is no doubt that the other part of the passage is connected to a building like an underground base.
The exhaust fan was rusted, and at the moment when the power system of the underground base was unable to work, the exhaust fan was naturally at a standstill. So Zero and Beyoncé easily slipped through the gaps in the fan blades. After drilling through, Beyonce let out a soft cry. It turned out that the ground was covered with debris-like corpses, and even a skeleton lay horizontally under the feet of the two of them.
Judging from the fact that a small corner of the skull is missing, it should be that when this person wanted to pass through the exhaust fan, he was cut to death by the exhaust fan that was still working at that time.
There was already the entrance of the exhaust pipe in front, and a law-proof filter was randomly thrown aside. Beyonce swept the exit with the lamp post on her shoulder, and a space similar to a warehouse appeared in the sight of the two.
"Look over there." Zero suddenly pointed to a corner of the warehouse.
Beyoncé immediately turned on the light and saw several corpses!