Chapter 892： 　Unexpected identity

When Horn came to the roof apron of a building in the city and got on the Black Hawk flying ship. In the remote viewing casino, the lights are still bustling, and there are frequent traffic. He said softly: "I visited the casino once twenty years ago. At that time, the size of the city was only half as large as it is now. At that time, Old Baker did not hide his hatred for me on his face. When he met me in the casino, Saying that one day he will kill me. Of course he hates me, because his three sons are dead in my hands, can you not hate me?"

Anna stood silently behind him.

Horn smiled: "I'm not pitying him, let alone a person like him, do you really think you would cherish the flesh and blood affection? If so, Old Baker would not be where he is today. I killed his three sons. It’s like breaking his hands and feet. He feels pain, of course he hates me. After all, he just saw himself. It’s just that he said he wanted to kill me at the time, but he didn’t even dare to touch me with a finger. Because he It's very clear that it's the same thing. If I take action, then I can kill him honestly."

"The old guy is very clever, tolerating it until now, quietly laying out. But he didn't know, I also prepared for this day, and the arrangement was deeper and wider than him. Finally, a malignant tumor was cleared for the family." Huo Eun said lightly.

"Master killed him directly back then, isn't it more simply?"

Horn laughed, shook his head and said: "It's so simple. I just took over the family back then. Killing the old Baker's sons is a warning. If he kills him, it will make the sideline cool. Anna, Don’t look at being a patriarch. In fact, we have too many things to worry about. Maintaining a family is not easy, and it’s even more difficult to let the family spread out."

"Everything is under my control tonight, but there is a little old Baker that surprised me."

Anna squinted her eyes, "That killer named Walshion?"

"Old Baker can't find such a person. You heard it at the time. The killer didn't completely obey Old Baker's orders. Hmph, someone wants to get involved in our family." Horn's face changed slightly, violently. Coughing. He took out a square towel to cover his mouth, and the white square towel quickly oozes blush.

Anna was taken aback and started to get up.

Horn shook his head, wiped the blood from his lips, and said, "It's all right, it's just a minor injury. You see, being a Patriarch is so tired that you can't even show you an injury before those people."

"Master, do you want to investigate that killer?"

"No, I probably can't find anything. Even if the clues can be found, most of them are smoke and fog bombs. People who dare to attack me have to be a little bit too much. How can it be so easy to dig out."

Anna hesitated and said, "Master, Edric and Thiel are not necessarily more loyal than Old Baker."

"Of course." Horn squeezed the scarf into a ball, and when it was loosened, the whole scarf was turned into a gray and scattered. He said: "Looking at the whole family, how many people can be truly loyal. To control a strong horse, it is not enough to cultivate feelings. You have to feed it. But if it dares to favor and be proud, then It must be beaten well. The strength of the beat must be handled well. The beat is too light to serve as a warning. If you beat it too hard, you are afraid it will run away."

Horn smiled and looked up: "Tonight is not only to settle Old Baker's business, but also to beat them a little. At least until I leave office, these two guys won't rebel."

After he closed his eyes, Anna knew he was going to rest and didn't bother him. Looking out of the porthole, the spaceship began to rise, and the building gradually moved away. Even the bustling city underneath quickly turned into a blur of lights, and it was impossible to distinguish the outline of things.

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

Alifant had no sleep all night.

It was late at night, and the surface general, who was nicknamed "War Elephant" in politics, was sitting in his lobby. Allifant was fat and as fat as a pig, and his body over 400 jin was as fat as a ball. He was born pure and white again, and when he squinted his eyes, he had a kind of fat man's honest energy, but when his eyes were half-squinted, he could see the murderous intent hidden in that honest face.

Among the eight generals of the surface garrison, Alifant's combat power lies in the back row, but his influence is firmly in the top three. Although this fat man is called a war elephant, he advocates the tactic of killing elephants by ants. Under the eight generals, he has the most troops. Of course, this kind of tactics won't be on the stage in the high-end battlefield. But on the surface, it was enough for the general Alifant to cover the sky with one hand.

Anyone who is familiar with Allifant knows that this is definitely not a law-abiding person. On the face of it was the Federation general, but behind his back, Alifant did some nasty things. An armed group that cultivates the surface even has its own research base and conducts those inhumane experiments in secret. There is research on predators. What's more frightening is that the predators are the failures of a certain biochemical research. In line with the principle of diligence and thrift, Alifant simply threw these transformed monsters out and controlled them to perform actions that were inconvenient for him to come forward.

Many times, Allifant was smiling. Even when he was murdering, he rarely saw this fat man being serious. But at this moment, the general was about to squeeze the poor sofa under his ass, without a smile on his face. He smelled of cigarettes, and on the table in front, his cigarette butts almost piled up a hill.

Just when Allifant rubbed the unknown cigarette **** on the table, the window of the hall was pushed open, and a figure got in. The man was supposed to be wearing a comfort suit, but now he is a rag. All over the body, even the pair of sunglasses is good, but it is Walshion, the killer Alifant lent to Old Baker. Footsteps sounded outside the hall, and Alifant yelled: "Go back all the time, there is nothing to do with you here."

After dispelling the guards, the fat man dropped his cigarette **** and emptied directly from the table. His figure was unexpectedly light and had nothing to do with the word stupid. He was supposed to be Walshion's boss, but he supported him like a subordinate, and then asked: "Are you injured?"

The fat man with honorifics opened his eyes and looked at the blood on Walshion's chest. The latter pushed him away and said calmly: "I can't die, Horn is really tricky. I saw that famous knife in many years, thinking that he had been put on the shelf, and it had been hidden in the crutch that he carried. That Qiu Yan deserves to be a famous knife, and he cut it down. , Like Qiuyang Yanyan. No sharpness, nothing is impenetrable, nothing cannot be cut."

Walshine reached out to take off his sunglasses.

With the sunglasses, his face was blurred. Like a light smoke rolling over, when the smoke dissipated, the killer's appearance had undergone tremendous changes. The face of the public that was previously unrecognizable after being lost in a sea of ​​people has now become a face of determination, sharp edges and corners with a very unique personality. The important thing is that this is still a well-known face. A joke, your Excellency the President appeared in public speeches every three to five, and the media in Babylon desperately propagated like fate. Even on the surface, the presidential election posters are posted in the toilets of poor people's homes. Who doesn't know this man who will continue to be re-elected?

Maybe even Horn hadn't thought about it, but it was Mobit who shot him on Jinfan. Mobitt tore off his torn jacket in front of Alifant, and a blood trough in his chest was shocking. But what is even more surprising is that the president has so many scars on his chest that he can hardly find a good piece of meat. Mobit stretched out a finger and slashed the blood slot across his chest: "When Horne took out Qiuyan, I thought I could fight it. But when the knife was swung, I knew Qiuyan's sword spirit. It's all pervasive, and it's almost catching up with Jin Qiangwei's destructive power. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I might have been unable to return."

Allifant lowered his head first, then quickly raised his face in surprise: "A handful of autumn trees is so powerful?"

"Of course, a handful of Qiuyan is not so powerful, but it is in Horn's hand." Mobit shook his head and sighed: "I wanted to take the opportunity to use Old Baker's identity to cover up, if I could kill Horn in one fell swoop. Better. Even if it doesn’t help, we can hurt him badly. At that time, we don’t have to do anything, Beskod will definitely be messed up. Beskod will be messed up, and several families, including the Morsons, will be turbulent. .At this time, we push it behind the back, and the whole nobleman will be in chaos. It is good if the chaos is done, and the water is mixed, we will be convenient to act. But I did not expect Horn to be so strong, not only the fighting power, Even the conspiracy is terribly brilliant."

He patted Alifant on the shoulder and said: "It's a pity that you were not there, otherwise you would be able to see our Mr. Horn playing open and dark moves together, and the old Baker was unable to fight back. How wonderful the scene was Even if Horn is like this, those wealthy family owners are not easy to follow. It seems I still underestimated them before."

"Then now?"

Mobit frowned and said, "I said this injury is not serious, and it is not light. It doesn't take a few days to clear Qiuyan's sword spirit. So tomorrow's speech will probably not appear, otherwise if you give Horn Seeing the clues, the gains outweigh the losses."

Allifen said, "Then I cancel it for you?"

"No That's easier to attract attention. It doesn't matter, you let Alan go instead of me, he is fine."

Alan is Mobit's stand-in, and his body and appearance are seven to eight points similar to that of the President. Coupled with the disguise technology that Mobit used before, it is difficult to see through unless someone is very familiar with him. Mobitt said solemnly: "I have to stay with you in the next few days, Alifant, you and Alan should cooperate as much as possible for speeches and other activities these days, and don't attract outside attention.

"This is natural, please rest assured, sir." A sincere smile was piled on the general's face.

Moby nodded, and left easily. Alifant sat down and started smoking again. He seemed to be thinking about his thoughts, tapping the table lightly and hard with his fingers. Finally shook his head, threw the remaining half of the cigarettes on the table, and got up and left. A moment after he left, Mobit stuck his head at the corner of the stairs, glanced at the pile of cigarette butts on the table, and then turned and left.

After a while, a servant quickly cleaned the cigarette butts off the table, and then carefully scrubbed them to make the table bright as before.

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