But just when Dalem stood up, the door suddenly exploded and turned into pieces, impacting over and directly pricking old Dalem's face. He stood there, shaking his body,
A shaky look.
Heinrich and his group of shareholders were not much better either. One or two of their faces were covered with scraps of sawdust. There was another shareholder who was quite unlucky. The back of his head blossomed and he landed on the ground with a thud and never got up again.
…
"Oh, you didn't stab this old guy to death!" Richie, who walked in from the gate first, tilted his head and looked at old Dalem, who was shaking violently, with a playful smile on his face, "Actually, I don't either.
I didn’t want to kill you, the one who falls on the ground is unlucky..."
"You, who are you?" Heinrich couldn't help but ask when he saw Dailem standing trembling and unable to speak for a while.
"Ask me?" Rich smiled, pointed at Old Dalem, and said, "Then you have to ask him. If I hadn't saved a hand back then, my company would have been swallowed up by him long ago."
"Pfft - cough, who are you? I, I don't know you!" After listening to Richie's words, Dalem couldn't help spitting blood and asked, "I think I, Keesling, owns the mall and annexed the company.
Countless, I, I really don’t remember you..."
Richie shrugged and curled his lips and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. I guessed that you old guy is forgetful, but you just talked about it in the meeting..."
At this ≈↙ moment, Sheldon's voice came in from the corridor outside the door, interrupting his words: "Okay Richie, even if you really didn't fight him back then, you've defeated him now. Still.
What nonsense are you talking about? The boss is waiting!"
"Understood!" Hearing this, Richie turned sideways and nodded slightly. He then turned to Old Dalem and others, spreading his hands and saying, "I'm sorry, the boss wants to see the chicken given to the monkey as soon as possible..."
These words were a bit profound. But Heinrich, who had studied idioms in depth, suddenly flashed four words in his mind: "Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!" His face suddenly changed and he said: "Why did you attack our Dailem Group? Who are you?
"
"Haha, you guys are really noble and forgetful. You just offended our Tianyun Group a few days ago, and you don't remember it so soon?" Richie said the reason slowly and casually said, Hein
The two shareholders next to Li Xi had their eyebrows pierced and fell straight down.
At this time, all wealth, status, and reputation were all in vain. Heinrich almost became incontinent on the spot. He subconsciously shouted: "Don't kill me, spare my life!" It must be said that his mind was too clear.
Knowing that Richie could kill him in the conference room but no one came to stop him, it meant that the entire headquarters building was of no use to him, and there was nothing wrong with begging for mercy.
And Yinle, who had just left the bathroom and had not yet returned to his seat, knelt down to Richie with a plop, and then threw himself on the ground to show his submission.
Only old Dalem, who had a blooming upper body, was still holding on there, with a pair of turbid old eyes shooting a frightening light: "Tianyun Group!?"
"Looking for death..." Richie immediately wanted to behead the old guy, but Ferran's voice came over as if he was dead: "Leave the old guy alive, as well as Heinrich and Inle.
Bring them all here and kill the rest!"
"Yes!" Rich responded, not daring to be scornful. With a few clicks, without waiting for the other shareholders to say anything weird or beg for mercy, they all had their eyebrows pierced, thump, thump, thump. One after another, they all fell to the ground and twitched several times.
, no more sound.
Tens of seconds later, Rich held Old Dalem up with one hand and drove Heinrich and Inler to Feren in the rest room next door.
However, half of the floor-to-ceiling glass in the rest room was missing, and the night wind blew in, causing Old Dalem, Heinrich and Inler to shiver, and their hearts rose.
Feeling bad.
"Boss!" Richie bowed to Feren, "Everyone is here."
Fearon was holding a manicure knife to trim his nails without even raising his eyelids: "Sheldon, how are the other places?"
Sheldon, who was standing in the corner, immediately replied: "Report to the boss, there are only three living people left in front of you in the entire Daleham Building!"
"Very good!" Feilun's lips curved with a hint of evil, "Isn't it time for the police helicopter outside to arrive?"
"We're here," Sheldon replied, "Listen, the sound of propellers is already coming!"
"Well, throw this old guy downstairs!" Feilun pointed at old Dalem casually.
Hearing this, Old Dalem's eyes flashed and he asked: "Why?"
Fearon immediately looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Why? Because I am the Tianyun Group and you are the Dailem Group! Haha, I didn't expect that the dignified Keesling von Dailem didn't even understand! Oh, right.
Well, there is another reason. There is a guy named Gedvon or something tonight who wants to insult my woman..."
"You...what did you do to Gad?" Old Dalem finally lost his composure.
"Don't worry, I'm always reasonable. If Gad wants to insult my woman, I won't kill him. I'll just let the gang of friends who always hang around him take turns to insult him again!" said
At this, Phelan waved his hand impatiently, and Richie immediately carried the completely confused old Dalem to the floor-to-ceiling window and pushed him down.
"You have to die...ah!!!" Old Dalem's roar before his death could be heard faintly in the night wind. Unfortunately, this seemingly vicious curse fell on deaf ears to Faeron.
The two major shareholders, Heinrich and Inle, were shocked. They thought that since Feren had asked them to escort them here, he would at least discuss the terms. They never thought of killing the most wealthy among the three of them right away.
Dalem was killed.
Once again, Yinle, who had come back to his senses, knelt down to Feilun with a plop, and kowtowed with all his body on the ground: "Spare your life, spare your life... You, I will give you whatever you want..."
Heinrich's reaction was not slow, and he knelt down and kowtowed, but said no nonsense.
"Do you know why I killed Dailem?" Ferenpi said with a smile. Inler and Heinrich shook their heads together, "It's very simple. Because in this way, Dailem Group will have to
It's you two who make the decision. Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Inler and Heinrich looked at each other. First they nodded together, and then they shook their heads.
"Hey, what do you mean by shaking your head?" Feilun muttered.
"Sir, sir..." Heinrich finally took the lead and said tentatively, "We were just thinking that if things are so big tonight, if Inler and I are the only shareholders holding a small meeting, I'm afraid that the people outside will be okay.
Criticism..."
"What are you criticizing? The combined shares of you two account for 41%. Now the Dailem family is completely wiped out. Wait until dawn tomorrow. Don't you two have the final say in this group? Even if someone doubts you
To seize power, as long as you two deny it without explanation, it will be done. After all, tonight, we, Tianyun, will attack more than just the Dailem Group!"
What Feren said was an understatement, but it was like thunder in the ears of Heinrich and Inler. The Dai... Dailem family would be completely wiped out!? While the two of them were horrified by the vicious methods of the Tianyun Group,
I suddenly realized that the opportunity to rise to the top had come!
So, Lao Yinle boldly asked: "No, no no... I don't know, sir, do you have any requirements for us?"
"Request? What request? Of course not!" Feilun said casually and raised his hand in an understatement. He rewarded the two of them with a slave black needle.
But just as this action was completed, the helicopter in the distance was already approaching, and the searchlight began to shine on the missing floor-to-ceiling window.
Unfortunately, Fearon's flash disappeared for a second, and then Sheldon and others heard someone outside start the most classic shouting in the police movie: "(German) People inside, listen. You have been surrounded, put down immediately
Weapons, don’t make unnecessary resistance! (English) People inside, listen. You have been surrounded, put down your weapons immediately. Don’t make senseless resistance!!”
"You're so fucking bilingual, bullshit!" Feilun, who had already flashed out of the building, laughed. The servant near the sound transmission said: "Knock down all the helicopters outside!"
The next second, several first-order rocket launchers who had been waiting in the dark for a long time opened fire.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Several Stuttgart police helicopters suddenly turned into large fireworks, which exploded brilliantly in the night sky.
By the time the second batch of police helicopters arrived at the Dailem Group building, Feren was already able to mentally contact the enslaved Heinrich and Inler, and immediately ordered them to lie in the blackened blood and pretend to be
He was stunned and ordered Sheldon and others to retreat immediately.
Fortunately, the second batch of police helicopters also learned the lesson this time. Knowing that there was an RPG ambush nearby, they did not dare to get too close to the building. They only hovered outside, waiting for the garrison's support.
At the same time, far away in the center of Berlin, Prime Minister Gerhard had received reports of terrorist attacks in Stuttgart, but he only had the first information that terrorists were killing people and setting fires everywhere in Stuttgart.
"What are you doing? These terrorists are like flies, can't they?" Gerhard couldn't help but muttered after looking through the report that came in not long ago.
The staff looked at each other a little bit when they heard this. One of them couldn't help but suggested: "Mr. Prime Minister, although we don't know the other party's purpose, judging from the latest report, there are many chosen ones among the attackers. Are we urgent?"
Call the Chosen Guards to support?"
Before Gerhard could speak, another staff member rushed to say: "There are no Chosen Ones in Stuttgart? Besides, the closest detachment of the Chosen Guards to Stuttgart is more than a hundred kilometers away. I'm afraid that when they arrive, I'm afraid
Even the potato soup is cold!”
"Then what do you think we should do? We can't just do nothing, right?" The staff member who made the suggestion glared at the person who objected.
"Hmph, I think it's best to let the local garrison cooperate with the encirclement and suppression. After all, although the God's Chosen are capable, they can't beat four hands with one fist!"
"The garrison? The garrison was dispatched ten minutes ago. Why haven't we seen any news from them yet?"
"That's because..."
"Okay, stop arguing!" Gerhard finally couldn't stand it anymore and yelled loudly, "By the way, I asked you to contact the mayor of Stuttgart. Have you contacted him now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a bang, and the office door was violently knocked open by a staff member. Before Gerhard could ask, the staff member shook off the report in his hand and shouted: "Mr. Prime Minister, something bad has happened. Those guys
Terrorists attacked the Dailem Group!"
"What?!" Not only Gerhard, but also the other staff who were whispering among each other suddenly shut up.
"This is the report!" The staff member handed the document in front of Gerhard. "There is also a video taken by the Stuttgart police from a helicopter. It is about..."
"About what?" Gerhard glared.
"It's the scene where the terrorists pushed old Mr. Dalem downstairs!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present started to curse.
"what?"
"These bastards!"
"Shit!"
Gerhard was even more jealous. After all, when he was running for office, Old Dalem gave him a lot of support: "Bang!!" He slammed the desk, and then said with a bit of anger: "
Inform all the Chosen teams in the south and rush to Stuttgart to encircle and suppress the terrorists with all their strength!"
"This...Mr. Prime Minister, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?" a staff member objected.
When Gerhard heard this, he glared at the man and said, "Are you the Prime Minister or am I the Prime Minister?"
The guy immediately shut up.
At the same moment, outside the headquarters of Dailem Group, Fearon finally met with Sheldon and others.
"boss!"
"We can withdraw...but inform everyone everywhere to charge and kill for a while before withdrawing!"
"Understood!" Sheldon responded.
At this time, Flo, who was in charge of patrolling the perimeter, sent a message: "Boss, the garrisoned special forces have arrived."
"We'll get there when we get there, you're responsible for taking care of them!" Feilun replied casually.
"Ah? Me?"
"Nonsense!" Feren muttered, "Hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to retreat together!"
"No, there are at least hundreds of them. We need to kill them all... Didn't you say that we will only deal with the chosen ones tonight!" Although Flo's hands were already stained with blood, she still felt a sense of resistance to killing the weak.
"Oh, I said that right, but ask Sheldon if he killed a few ordinary people by accident or by mistake when he killed those chosen ones." Faylan sneered, "Don't follow me.
I’m bargaining here, hurry up!”
"Okay!" Flo agreed reluctantly.
The next moment, Feilun's sense of smell was dozens of times better than that of Sheldon and others, and he smelled Flo's phantom fragrance. He couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart: It seems that this girl has committed a murder, huh? No, maybe she wanted the other person to do it.
Less pain, silly girl! But Faerun doesn't want to forcefully interfere in this kind of thing, as long as Flo is obedient.
Not long after, Flo's message came again, but he was a little depressed: "Boss, it's done, when will we retreat?"
"You can do it at any time, I'm going to take the first step." After saying that, Feilun left directly.
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