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Chapter 2004 Spartacus

"Where is the man named Ye now?" In a valley close to Myanmar, a hundred kilometers away from the Mekong River, the rain was still falling. A person pushed the door from outside and entered the temporary meeting hall of the God of War family. He faced the people in the room.

When someone asked, the latter's face was gloomy, and a few sharp scars on his square face added a bit of vicissitudes of life and sharpness.

And this person is none other than Spartacus, one of the most powerful figures in this generation of the God of War family, who is known as the purest descendant of Sparta.

A person who dares to have the same name as his ancestors is either a fool or an extremely arrogant person who has absolute confidence in his own strength.

Obviously, this Spartacus belongs to the latter.

"Earlier, I had a phone call with the old guy from Itoyama and said that this man named Ye seemed to be meeting someone and had already gone north."

Someone in the room saw that it was Spartacus who came in, and replied in a calm tone.

Perhaps it was the humid weather that made him feel a little uncomfortable. The latter's face was always a little pale, and his whole person gave off a irritable feeling.

"Going north? Are you entering the Rockefeller family's ambush circle?" Spartacus frowned slightly and clenched his fists.

"If they don't change their route, they will probably enter their ambush circle. Of course, they may also go to our side, but so far, the people below have not reported any unusual movements."

In the room, another old man who looked like a senior member of the God of War family glanced at Spartacus and said calmly.

Even in this hunting operation, the entire God of War family team was not twisted into a rope.

Some of them belong to the line of the mother of Achilles, who was once the first heir, and others belong to the line of the mother of Ares.

It happened that Spartacus belonged to two unrelated people, and it happened that he was also one of the final decision makers of this operation.

As for why Spartacus, who was naturally arrogant and disliked by others in his family, became one of the leaders, both the Achilles and Ares lineages were quite dissatisfied.

If the Presbyterian Church had not had the right to vote and could vote to deny and pass some resolutions, I am afraid that no one would want this person to appear in this camp that had nothing to do with him.

Regarding this, Spartacus didn't seem to be very aware of it. He seemed to really regard himself as the decision-maker of the entire team. He would attend all meetings of the Presbyterian Council and bombard some things indiscriminately.

criticism.

So much so that the entire team was extremely unfavorable to him.

"Is it possible that this guy surnamed Ye got some news and was planning to escape? Don't say I didn't warn you. If this kid escapes, our team of hundreds of people will be in vain. Then my God of War family will have nothing to lose when they return to Europe.

was laughed at."

Seeing that everyone did not like his presence in this meeting hall, Spartacus sneered in his heart and slowly expressed his worries.

"This time we are here to recover the honor of the God of War family. I don't think the elders want to go back empty-handed, right?"

"Spartacus, what do you mean? Are you saying that we don't want to regain our family's honor?" As soon as Spartacus said this, the faces of the people in the room turned gloomy.

The humid rainforest climate already made everyone feel a fire in their hearts. Undoubtedly, Spartacus's words directly ignited the elders who were usually aloof in the family.

"Hmph! I have never doubted your determination to regain the honor of the family. It's just that you are living well in the family, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for you to adapt to such a dangerous place. I am afraid that you may have more than enough ambition but not enough strength.

ah."

When he said these words, there was a hint of sarcasm on Spartacus's fierce face.

Since it started raining last night, the elders in the house have gone out to use the toilet, but they have never left the house. He is doing all the affairs of the entire team by himself.

He could see clearly what the elders were doing.

Spartacus's words directly caused the faces of several people in the room to turn red to varying degrees. They looked around, their faces turning blue and white.

If it were about other things, maybe a few people could refute something, but it was about being pampered and well-dressed that they were talking about.

After traveling from the West to the Far East, several of the elders were tired to varying degrees from the long journey, and then suddenly plunged into this barren place, and some of them were ready to curse.

If they hadn't known that they had run away before the battle, it would have been difficult to explain the situation back home. It is estimated that some of them would have found an excuse long ago.

"Spartacus, although what you said is good, we are not the ones who have endured hardships. It is normal to have a short-term discomfort. I believe we will be able to adapt to it soon. Besides, now that

There is no trace of the person named Ye yet, it’s not too late, you are worrying too much.”

One of them, who was considered the most authoritative among the elders, coughed a few times, looked at Spartacus and spoke with some quibble.

"Haha, what Elder Omilo said is absolutely true. Spartacus, this time the head of the family has entrusted you with the important task, which means that you will be fully responsible for everything here. Several of our elders have come with us, just to supervise.

Your execution is just a matter of correcting some of your wrong practices."

"In real matters, you are still responsible for the arrangements. You won't let us old immortals direct everyone in an ambush in this rain forest, will you?"

As soon as Elder Omilo finished speaking, another elder next to him also echoed.

"So, the elders agree that I, Spartacus, will arrange the entire team?"

"It's not that I agree with it, it's just that it's your decision!"

"That's good. I hope you won't interfere with my next steps."

Finally hearing what he wanted to hear, Spartacus had a smile on his face, as if his plot had succeeded.

"Interference? Spartacus, your wording is wrong. As long as it is wrong, we still have to prove it."

"Haha, of course, some important decisions still require the opinions of several elders. It's getting late, so please ask Elder Omilo to contact the other two parties in time and let me know if there is any situation. I will go and arrange it first.

"

"Okay, I'll notify you immediately if something happens." Nodding, Omilo wished this kid could leave quickly and didn't even say a word to persuade him to stay.

Here, Spartacus didn't want to see the faces of these pot-bellied elders, so he smiled coldly and opened the door and walked into the rain.

Behind him, in the room, the faces of several elders turned gloomy and became extremely ugly.

However, compared to the red and white face just now, Omilo and the person who just agreed looked at each other with a hint of conspiracy.

It's as if all of this was done intentionally by them.


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