Chapter 888： 　Showdown

Among the five bodyguards behind, there is a mysterious identity. He is a master and fierce man borrowed from General Allifant. Over the years, Old Baker has given the fat pig a lot of benefit. Now, it is natural to ask for a reward from him. As for the strong man Alifant recommended, Old Baker certainly wouldn't take it lightly. Before the invitation, Raiden tried him, but Raiden couldn't stand him for even a minute.

Old Baker regarded it as the trump card in his hand and brought him with him tonight. This strongman was naturally used to deal with Horn. It's just that Horn is the legendary powerhouse who once smashed into the star of Pluto, even if he hasn't seen him dancing with swords and guns in these years, Old Baker dare not take it lightly. The strong man has five points, but he has only three points left. But the confidence that he can suppress Horne by three points is already worth his fight.

To set the negotiation venue in the casino tonight, Old Baker may not have the idea of ​​taking a gamble. Horn had just taken over the family back then, before he was not a legend, he had already gambled. As a result, he lost, and the price of losing was to dormant for decades and take the lives of his three sons. Today, if he loses the bet, there will probably be no Old Baker in the world.

But I will not lose. Old Baker’s triangular eyes were full of fierce light, the arrangement of the light and the dark, plus the trump card behind, Old Baker asked himself to be fully prepared 1▼1▼1▼1▼, m.≦◇om.

Feeling complacent, he walked into the room Thiel had prepared for negotiations tonight.

The room is small, but it looks exquisite. There is a partition at the entrance, and a golden sailing boat is placed in the middle for decoration. There was a row of sofa chairs on each side. The lobby supervisor was blocked by thunder and lightning a few steps away, and gave Old Baker a pass, to the effect that his bodyguards could only stay here. As for the lobby, only the security director Raiden can be accompanied. Old Baker glanced at the master disguised as a bodyguard, who could not see his expression in sunglasses. It's just that he didn't object, so Old Baker assumed he had no problem. So he took Thunder and walked into the hall, the hall was brightly lit, and the extra tables and chairs were moved to one area. There is only a black long table and a few chairs under the high-hanging crystal lamp, but nothing else.

Old Baker said "shabby" in his heart, and saw Tyre, who was still with explosive hair, walking over. From a distance, he stretched out his hand to Old Baker: "Dear Uncle Baker, you are finally here. I thought you changed your mind temporarily."

No surprise, Tyre stopped Raiden. The security director of Munner never paid attention to who the other party was. The old Baker coughed and thunder and lightning turned sideways. Thiel also lost the thought of embracing the old man. Instead, he handed the old Baker a cigar, blinked and said, "Is everything set up?"

"What?" Old Baker was confused.

Ter laughed, and stopped asking.

As soon as the old man sat down at one end of the long table, he heard Edric's laugh outside. Not surprisingly, Tyre and Old Baker were both old gods sitting on the armchairs. After a while, Edric and Horne came together. The only difference between the two was that Horn was followed by Anna, and Edric did not even bring a bodyguard.

Four people were finally seated.

Old Baker looked at Edric and sneered: "Fat man, you also come to join in the fun?"

"Can't you? You are allowed to come, and I am not allowed to be there. Anyway, I have to negotiate, then I have to talk." Edric took a sausage from his jacket pocket, opened the package, and ate it.

Old Baker rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about your old stuff, the property belongs to me." Edric tutted: "This stuff is really unpalatable, like pig food. Hey Tyre, I'm hungry."

Tyre said in a huff: "Give you a steak?"

"Three copies!" Edric stretched out three fat fingers.

Old Baker was so angry at Edric that he was about to swear. Horn then coughed slightly, "Okay, let's talk about serious matters."

The three elders suddenly became quiet. Old Baker, whose fingers were trembling with excitement the previous second, was already so gloomy that he looked at Horn and sneered. Horn crossed his fingers on the table and said to Old Baker: "We were all invited by Uncle Baker tonight, then Uncle Baker, what do you want?"

"It's very simple." Old Baker showed yellow turbid front teeth: "Horn, you have also been the owner of the house for decades. Is it time to move your butt, for example, let Uncle Baker have fun?"

Horn laughed: "Uncle, you have stepped half of your foot into the coffin. I think it's fine. Since uncle is straight to the point, then I won't be ambiguous. If uncle promises to quit Bethkode tonight, and I can let you go if I don’t show up again from now on. Otherwise, uncle won’t have to go anywhere after tonight."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Don't be old Baker, even Tyre and Edric were surprised. Horne was a straightforward showdown, skipping the warm-hearted "foreplay" during negotiations between the nobles, which really made them uncomfortable. Old Baker's eyes widened even more. He was direct enough, but Horn was more ruthless than him. Directly set out the conditions for you to go or die here.

How overbearing!

Old Baker suddenly slapped his palms and sternly said: "Horn, do you really think you are a great person? When I really don't know your arrangement, you transferred to the ground troops, don't I have it? Or is it your honor? Derek this fat pig?"

"Of course Edric is on my side." Horn said calmly.

Old Baker laughed: "Yes, there would be no Edric without you. Right, Fat Pig." The old man looked at the fat man, who lost his voice for some reason. Anna standing behind Horne's face changed, but before he had time to ask, Horne gently tapped: "Edrick, what did the old Baker promise you?"

Edric sighed: "It's nothing, he just threw half of the eighth district to me."

At this time the steak came, and Edric picked up the knife and fork and ate unceremoniously: "Old Baker's condition is that I will not help each other in this negotiation Then I will be with him. Join forces to prevent your ground troops from coming to the casino, no more."

Horn smiled: "You are really addicted to money. Old Baker bought you half of his estate? Are you afraid that he will lose the bet tonight?"

"Fear, why not be afraid." Edric showed a sincere smile: "But Tyre also made a bet. I think I can bet, so I bet."

"Oh?" Horn looked at Tyre again, leaning back slightly: "That is, now the three elders are on the same line?"

Old Baker laughed and stood up: "Horn, you have no chance of winning. Edric and Tyre, three to one, do you think there is anything else you can rely on?"

Horn shook his head and said, "Uncle Baker, do you know why I left you back then?"

"The ghost knows."

"Because I knew then that you weren't my opponent at all. Not before, not even now." Horn took it for granted.

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