"ha!"

Baker laughed at Vivian's request, and then said to Vivian with a sarcastic look on his face: "Just change the conditions directly, I promise you will not be nailed to the wall by Black Caesar, how about it?"

Vivian silently took out a pocket watch-like thing from her arms.

Contract token.

Open.

The contract token opens upwards, and on the left, a bloody red handprint is very conspicuous, while on the right, it is blank.

This is a testimony to the contract.

InterContinental Hotels have two rules: First, you must not commit crimes within the hotel. Second, each contract token must be cashed.

If you break the rules, there is no doubt that the instructions of the high table are just one word.

kill!

"This is your blood, Hero Moulton." Vivian looked at Baker with the token: "Do you want to regret it?"

It's funny to say.

Baker actually didn't ask Vivian to help him, but Vivian had his token.

Because Vivian had Jane Fox's contract token at the beginning.

Because during a mission, before Baker came to New York, Jane Fox encountered a huge trouble. At that time, Vivian gave Jane Fox a blessing and got Jane's contract token.

And then...

Vivian gave Jane Fox a mortal task to complete. Baker directly found Vivian and exchanged his token for Jane Fox's contract token.

This is what happened last year.

Baker sneered: "Do you think I care?"

Just like Baker abides by his Wall Street territory, it is not that Baker really wants to abide by the rules of InterContinental Hotels, but that he thinks it is troublesome, so he follows it.

The same sentence.

Even if Baker cannot destroy the InterContinental Hotel, it is very simple to evaporate the world and make the InterContinental Hotel unable to find him.

Vivian's eyes shrank slightly: "So, have you rejected the contract token?"

Baker said: "I said, change the conditions, I will protect you from being nailed to the wall by Black Caesar."

Killing Black Caesar is not a difficult task for Baker.

but……

Want to kill for Mao?

The black Caesar is just to get his pension back, and there is no hatred in the distance and no hatred in the distance. Why do you kill others?

The most important point.

In this world, Baker wants to kill whoever he wants. It’s not like you who say you want Baker to kill.

You said you would kill me if you asked me to kill me?

Who are you?

Baker smiled, stood up, and looked at Vivian: "When you asked me for a contract token, I said, what you thought was worthless in my eyes."

Last year, it happened that Baker was officially famous in the Assassinations, so Vivian, who found out about his relationship with Jane Fox, directly dumped a small trick to deceive the contract token in Baker.

Perhaps Vivian thought Baker's contract token was more useful than Jane Fox's contract token.

Who knows?

Baker shook his empty coffee cup above his hand and finally said to Vivian: "How about it, I guarantee you will not die. Even if you remove black Caesar's thighs, I will guarantee black Caesar will not kill you."

Vivian narrowed his beautiful eyes and stared at Baker in front of him.

The black-haired Baker's expression and appearance were ordinary.

but……

However, Vivian read a different message from Baker's expression.

It seems Baker is afraid that Black Caesar is even more important in the InterContinental Hotel.

"You're scared."

"Oh."

Baker smiled again and looked at Vivian: "I'm useless to provoke me. Black Caesar has no grudges and grudges. You won't know my three principles, and what I hate the most is that others order me."

Said.

Baker didn't mind revealing some information to Vivian: "Actually, you should feel grateful, because I should be the one who came to destroy you."

Vivian looked at Baker: "What?"

Baker smiled and said, "I didn't expect that, you wouldn't have no idea. The object of your pension embezzlement is the Red Devil's old friend. If I hadn't hated others' orders to do things, your company would have ceased to exist a month ago."

Vivian looked at Baker with his eyes trembling as he heard the Red Devil's name: "Are you saying true?"

Baker shrugged: "Believe it or not."

Vivian stood there, her eyes flashing.

Next second.

Vivian looked at the contract token in her hand and said to Baker, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Baker frowned in his heart.

seem……

Vivian knows why the Red Devils want to deal with their company.

Baker said directly: "I'll spend one day in Washington, D.C. at most, and it's outdated."

What is him?

Mascot?

Is it the kind that comes and goes when summoned?

Vivian turned and looked at Baker.

Baker said with a faint expression: "You seem to know the purpose of the Red Devils for you, so why should I help you deal with Black Caesar? "

Vivian laughed: "Hairo Moulton, what you have now is something that many people are thinking about, why, there is still time to think about us, and didn't you say you wouldn't deal with Black Caesar before?"

Baker had a blank expression on his face: "It was just now, now it is now."

Vivian said, "But I don't need it now."

Said.

Vivian made a goodbye gesture with Baker, then walked straight to the side of the road and drove away without stopping.

Baker laughed loudly, then looked at the taillights of Vivian leaving the car.

seem……

It seems to be involved in something interesting.

Still have time to worry about us?

Does Damocles have the whereabouts or records of a Golden Apple?

Baker's eyes lit up.

Next second.

Baker shook his head decisively. If the Red Devils were thinking about Damocles because of the Golden Apple, then there was no reason why the Templars would not not pay attention, or that the Tiber Island would not not pay attention.

There is no such thing as a Damocles company that has emerged as a rising force to protect this Golden Apple.

Then the question is.

What exactly is the Red Devil thinking about them?

Baker thought so, after stopping a taxi and getting in, he switched his sight to the sight of the white-headed Diaokodo who was already staring at the top of Damocles's corporate headquarters.

Enjoy the eyes.

It is the headquarters of Damocles, which is condescending and decorated like the medieval European royal style.

"Fake!"

"Shet!"

At this moment, in his very luxurious office, Brut, a stupid pig who looks like a stupid pig, is smashing it with his golf club.

He received two bad news this morning.

First, Black Caesar is about to come to find him.

Second, Canada, which had agreed to buy their company, announced the unilateral cancellation of the acquisition action.
Chapter completed!