In Ilsius City, in a restaurant on the second floor outside the Xingmen Gate, a man and a woman sat in a seat near the window, watching everything that had been said before.
The man is wearing white gloves on his hands, holding a cup of coffee that is almost cold. Although the clothes on his body are not gorgeous, they are very exquisite in workmanship and are made of fine materials. The woman is also wearing white gloves.
She is wearing the same clothes with good fabrics, but the style of the clothes is more neutral. She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She has a somewhat masculine look between her eyebrows and some small freckles on her nose. Her name is Ka.
Chinsi is Hillary's assistant and the man sitting at the table with her.
Hillary didn't drink the coffee in her hand. He never drank cold coffee. He put the cup on the table, as if talking to himself or saying to Catkins next to him: "The strength of Prisoner's Gate."
They are getting stronger and stronger, and the stronger they get here, the more difficult it will be to recapture the treasury at the foot of the mountain."
"Sir, another message came from the city yesterday, asking about the status of the mission." Catchings looked at the heavily guarded prison gate outside the window, and was a little worried: "More than a year has passed since the incident, and the city guard has delayed the progress of the matter.
Very angry, he said..."
"say what?"
"He said that if you, sir, can't handle something, he will handle it himself."
Hillary's face always looked gloomy, and her eyebrows were always slightly twisted, as if she had endless thoughts. He snorted softly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone: "The city guard is old, but his heart is not.
I am not old, but I always want to meddle in other people's affairs. My mission has always been to report to the city lord personally, why should he interfere?"
Catchings said: "Recently, the city lord is not in the city, and all matters in the city have been handed over to the city guard, including my husband's tasks, which are also within the scope of the city guard's authority." She continued: "Between the prisoners.
The gate has already established a foothold here, and the territory sealed off by the San Vicoia government makes it impossible to move away. Sir, I think that instead of trying to figure out a way here, we should go back to the city and ask the city lord to send someone else for support.
.Although the Prisoner's Gate is powerful, we are not easy to mess with. There is no need for Bodokasi Jie to oppose us for a treasury hidden in the mountains and out of reach."
Hillary shook his head, and while scanning the people in the restaurant, he said: "Cutchins, you have graduated from college and been with me for so many years, but you still haven't learned to consider the problem comprehensively. In order to do this,
How much blood is on our hands? Even if only one tenth of the blood debt is enough to pay for our lives. The reason why I was sent to secretly carry out this mission in the first place is that I don’t want anyone to know who is behind us. If we ask again
People from the city came to help with this matter, but have you ever thought about what the consequences will be if they are found out?"
"I didn't think carefully about the problem. Please forgive me, sir." Catchings sat respectfully like a student and listened to Hillary's lesson.
Hillary added: "I worked hard to train Mafia, not only to use him, but also to keep him in front of others. Although Prisoner's Gate has no reason to hold on to the underground vault, he also
There is no reason to pay it back. But what you said makes sense. You need to be patient to do things, but you can't waste it anymore. In order to deal with this kind of person, intimidation is no way. You have to find someone who can make exchanges with him.
chips." Just as she was speaking, Hillary's eyes glanced at a figure among the people passing by on the street outside the window.
Catchings saw that Hillary seemed to have discovered something, so she followed suit and saw a businessman-looking guy carrying a suitcase among the passers-by: "Hey, this man's back looks so familiar."
Hillary looked at it carefully for a while and said: "It's Mafia. Just as we were talking about him, he came unexpectedly. Catchings, pay the bill and come down with me."
Not long after Mafia arrived in Ilsius, he listened to his cousin Gordon's suggestion and took the initiative to look for Hillary. After much deliberation, he realized that although there were three underground vaults built by Death Mafia at the beginning, only the one that had lost control was
One, so I guessed that Hillary might appear here. I didn’t expect such good luck. As soon as I dressed up and went outside the Prison Gate to learn about the situation of the Prison Gate, Hillary noticed it.
"It's you!" Hillary suddenly appeared in front of her, making Mafia startled.
Hilary smiled softly and said: "I always thought you would come to me again, but I haven't seen you show up after waiting for a long time. I thought I made a mistake. This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else."
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A hotel room, five people, Gordon and Tagore were also here. Mafia gathered around the table with them and confessed her purpose: "Since you are waiting for me, you know why I came to you. I want revenge.
, I want to re-establish Death Mafia.”
"Haha, let me tell you, Mafia, you still haven't made any progress at this point. Revenge? Rebuilding Death Mafia?" Hilary snorted and laughed: "Now that things have happened, what do you want to negotiate with me?
?You want me to contribute money and effort to you just by saying something?"
Mafia didn't expect that he would talk to her like this, and was stunned for a moment.
Tagore also felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and felt that things would not be as easy as they thought.
Anger appeared on Mafia's face. Although Hillary had provided money and effort for him in the past, she always spoke politely to him. She had never spoken like this before. But now she has become a different person. She can turn against him faster than flipping through a book.
. He said angrily: "What did you say!? How dare you talk to me?"
Hilary said with a sullen face: "What's wrong with talking to you like this? Do you still think you are Mafia from back then?"
"I...why am I not me anymore?" Mafia slapped the table and stood up, clenching her fists tightly as if she was about to take action.
When Gordon saw this, he quickly stopped, pulled Mafia back to sit on the chair, and said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, if you have something to say, talk to me. Let's listen to what Mr. Hillary said first."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mafia suppressed her anger and sat back on the chair.
Hillary put on a condescending attitude and said to Mafia: "Today is different from the past. You have lost, and Death Mafia has dispersed. Even if I help you, I can't get back what I want. You still
What qualifications do you have to ask for my funding? Or to put it more nicely, what conditions can you come up with before I can help you?"
Mafia thought for a long time, but she really couldn't think of any other conditions she could negotiate with him.
Hillary said in a cold tone: "I am a businessman, and my investment must be rewarded. You want me to help you rebuild Mafia, but what can I get? Just with your ability to seal the knight? I can just spend some money.
It’s hard to find masters with seventh-level strength elsewhere, but in Saint Bikoya..."
"It seems that Mr. Hillary is not going to help my cousin Mafia?" Gordon showed a disappointed look, and Mafia's eyes were also a little sad.
However, Tagore heard something from the other party's words. He said: "Mr. Hilary guessed that Mafia would come to you and came here to meet us. I don't think you really intend to stand by and watch. Let's just say it."
, what do you have to do before you are willing to help rebuild Death Mafia again?"
At this moment, Hillary took a serious look at Tagore, who was meeting him for the first time, and said: "There are still sensible people among you." He said to Mafia: "It is not impossible for you to want me to help you again, but
From now on, I no longer have to listen to your arrangements, but you have to listen to me."
"You want me to be your subordinate and take orders from you!?" The anger in Mafia's heart that had just been suppressed suddenly came back up again.
Hillary completely ignored his glare and sneered: "You are begging me now, not me begging you. Apart from bringing your cousin to become my person, you have no other conditions that can be offered. Consider it."
Come back to me when you know better. I'll be staying at the Besson Hotel for the next two days. Think about it quickly." Hilary touched the table and found that there was a layer of dust on her white gloves, so she took off her gloves and replaced them with a new pair.
Catching up with Catkins to leave.
"Wait!" Mafia called him.
Hillary turned around and said, "You figured it out so quickly?"
Mafia gritted her teeth, held back her breath and said, "I promise you. As long as you can avenge me and rebuild Death Mafia, my cousin Gordon and Tagore, I, and I will be yours from now on."