After her subordinate Thors left, Donna's eyes never left the clock in front of her.
At this moment, she has reached the most important part of her plan.
Even though she had deduced it hundreds of times in her mind, Donna was still a little uneasy.
"Jason, Jason."
Donna whispered the name softly.
The image of Jason who was tall, strong, but strange emerged in his mind.
Tall and strong is the figure.
What's weird is the hockey mask.
She had never seen a weirdo who never left his hockey mask, as if the hockey mask was his real body.
Glasses are the body, she has heard.
Can a hockey mask?
What a weirdo!
Donna couldn't help but think.
Then, the lady leaned back in the high-backed chair, looked at the clock with her eyes, and gently tapped the folding fan in her right hand against the palm of her left hand.
Anyone who is familiar with Donna knows that this is her thinking habit.
And anyone or anything that can make her think like this is trouble.
Is Jason trouble?
Yes!
And it’s big trouble!
In Donna's eyes, weirdos like Jason must be treated with caution.
Therefore, Donna will not underestimate Jason.
In fact, she never underestimates anyone.
However, she had to admit that she really underestimated Jason.
She never thought that a seemingly reckless guy could be so smart.
No!
This is more than just smart!
But some kind of terrible potential!
That patience and that style of doing things...
Involuntarily, Donna thought of tigers, poisonous snakes, and foxes.
She didn't know where Jason lived before, or what he went through to become like this, but she knew very well that Jason was quite difficult to deal with.
What's more!
How much does Jason know?
"Did you also discover something that led you to deliberately approach us by becoming a 'violator'?"
“I have to say, it’s a really bold plan.”
Donna thought naturally.
This is the only reasonable explanation now.
If Jason hadn't discovered some 'truths', such a big change would never have happened.
But, how much did Jason find?
Donna pondered.
If it's just some clues, you don't need to pay attention to it.
But if it were a little more...
Her whole plan!
Thinking of this, Donna tapped the folding fan in her palm, and couldn't help but pause, and her heart tightened.
Because, judging from the current situation, the latter is inevitable.
It is enough to affect her entire plan.
She would never allow any surprises to happen to her plans.
Nor will I allow myself to fail.
Because she no longer represents just herself, but the entire organization and... everyone's hope.
"It can only succeed!"
"Can't fail!"
Donna was extremely determined.
Tick, tick.
The second hand moved bit by bit, and when the minute hand jumped fifteen times, Donna picked up the phone and dialed the number she had already memorized in her heart.
Beep...beep...
After two electronic tones, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
Lothar 11's slightly confused voice sounded.
Very normal doubts.
Anyone who faces a hidden phone number with a row of * numbers will have this tone.
However, Lothar 11 is different.
Donna knew how smart Lothar 11 was under that useless disguise.
Such people may have doubts at first.
But after they clashed twice, it shouldn't be like this now.
so--
Another trial?
Donna was thinking in her heart, but she spoke in that sweet voice again.
"Master Lothar 11, good afternoon."
"good afternoon?"
"It used to be good, but now it's not good anymore."
Lothar 11 listened to the other party's voice, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and immediately said angrily.
When the phone rang, he was thinking about what tone to use.
Even if he confirms the other party, he cannot say it directly.
Because this is not in line with his character and current situation.
His character is cautious, but his current situation is full of crises.
Therefore, even if it is confirmed, it is most appropriate to pretend to be confused and test it.
Of course, he can't pretend to be confused too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive and show helplessness - his current situation makes him feel helpless, and even resentful.
In fact, Lothar 11’s choice was very correct.
Listening to the 'emotion' in Lothar 11's words, Donna subconsciously covered her mouth with a black folding fan.
"Master Lothar 11, I have brought you good news."
"Dose and Klink are two disobedient people. I have sent people to deal with them."
"I believe you will receive news soon."
Donna said in a sweet tone.
Despite Jason's reminder and the fact that Jason's guess had been confirmed when the other party called, Lothar 11's heart still beat faster when the other party actually said these words.
silence!
Lothar 11 used this gesture to hint at his shock at receiving this information.
Then, he took two quick breaths.
"You are not doing charity, what do I need to give?"
Lothar 11 asked in a deep voice.
"Cooperate!"
"Of course we cooperate!"
"We need someone who can be on stage and attract attention, and you need someone who can actually use it."
Donna chuckled.
"Can."
"What should I do?"
Lothar 11 agreed directly and seemed very happy.
On the other end of the phone, Donna gently pressed her folding fan against her chin.
"As expected of a smart man."
Donna said this.
"Smart guy?"
"I just encountered a piece of duckweed when I was struggling in the river!"
"I have nothing left, so I naturally want to grab everything I can!"
Lothar 11 said mockingly.
"No, no no."
"Believe me."
"You are quick and can do anything."
"Now, I need you to announce immediately that what happened before was all your doing."
"reason?"
"You think for yourself."
Donna said with a smile.
"Listen to you."
"You are the boss."
Lothar 11 said indifferently.
"very good."
"I will tell you the next step after you announce it."
"Remember, I can watch the live broadcast."
After finishing speaking, Donna hung up the phone.
Lothar 11 frowned slightly as he looked at the microphone that had a busy signal.
He wanted to delay more, but the other party didn't give him a chance at all.
Will it be discovered?
Should I hide it?
Lothar 11 is not sure.
Then, the eleventh heir of the Lothar Family started the live broadcast as Donna said.
If he could, he definitely wouldn't want to do it.
However, any delay will arouse the other party's suspicion.
More importantly, until now, Jason has not sent back any news.
Was there an accident?
With such anxiety, Lothar 11 sat behind the table.
He straightened his body, recalled the posture of his eldest brother and father, faced the camera, and showed an evil, crazy smile.
"You all suspect that I did what happened before?"
"That's right, it's me."
"I just..."
…
Donna looked at Lothar 11 on the screen with a cold expression.
The moment she hung up the phone, there was no trace of smile on Donna's face.
Because she knew Lothar 11 was lying to her.
She didn't discover it.
It's that 'thing'.
That 'thing' had been sending dangerous signals since she hung up the phone on Lothar 11.
This is another function of that 'thing' besides deception.
Warning!
Although the scope of the early warning was so large that Donna didn't know where the real danger came from, she immediately started to 'deduce' it in her mind.
This is her own talent.
Then, he used the last ability of that 'thing' to maximize this talent.
One second!
That’s hundreds of drills!
Normally, she would not do this, she would rely on time to accumulate.
But at this time, she couldn't control that much.
The next moment——
"So that's it!"
Donna took a deep breath.
The tip of her nose was filled with the smell of blood, and Donna raised her hand to wipe it.
Scarlet is dazzling.
But she smiled.
Not caring at all.
Because, the final victory is still hers and theirs.
Thinking of this, Donna sent a message to her subordinate to retreat.
…
Borrowing the ability of the deputy leader's 'thing', Thors walked into the 'Game Building' as if there was no one around.
This isn't his first time here.
Moreover, in his mind, he still has the design of the entire ‘Game Building’.
Therefore, he easily found his first target: Dorset.
Dorset, the head of security at the Game Building.
On the surface, it is independent and has no support from any family, but secretly it has the full support of the 'Send Family' and the 'Hera Family'.
In fact, this person himself is from the "Sende Family".
It is precisely because of this kind of support that the other party was able to become the security director of the ‘Game Building’.
As for true ‘self-made’?
Maybe there is, but Thors has never seen it.
Pushing open the office located in the corner of the first floor, Thors walked in.
Click!
The slight sound of the door closing made Dosai, who had been thinking, come back to his senses.
He raised his head and looked at the empty office, stunned for a moment.
Was he too nervous and hallucinating?
Or the wind?
Damn the wind!
Why do I, as one of the people in charge of the building, have to be in this corner on the first floor?
Dorset couldn't help but think.
The dissatisfaction on his face became more and more obvious.
Then, his thoughts couldn't help but be drawn back to Lothar 11's text message just now.
Did the other party really think he was scared?
With just two words, do you want him to do what you're told?
How ridiculous!
Dorset was thinking as he used a secret security cell phone to dial the number of the secretary next to the Sende 3 boy.
There are some things he needs to confirm and report.
As for the death of the young master of Sender 3?
Impossible!
Young Master Sende 3 is in the "sanctuary" of the "Sende Family". Not only is the defense strong and heavily guarded, but there are also many unknown methods. It is not at all...
etc!
Unknown means!
It seemed like he had thought of something.
As if sensing something, Dorset raised his head.
His hand had involuntarily moved towards the gun in the drawer.
However, a dagger had already passed through his neck.
puff!
Blood sprayed out like a fountain.
The table, carpet, and even the office door in front of me were all dyed red.
Dosai's eyes widened.
Until his death, he never saw where the person who took action was.
And Thors has been standing behind him.
After confirming that Dorset was dead, Thors walked around the desk and prepared to leave.
There are many different methods of killing.
Cutting the throat is undoubtedly the most direct.
However, this kind of "sloppy" throat cutting is not what Thors likes.
He likes to be more straightforward.
But thinking of what the deputy leader called 'deterrence', he chose this unnecessary approach.
Standing on tiptoes, Thors avoided the blood on the ground, opened the door, and walked out.
Dorset was just the first goal.
He also has a second target: Klink.
As the head of the 'Game Building' mobile team, Klink's office is on the third underground floor, independent of the parking lot.
Compared to other places in 'some buildings'.
It needs to be even more heavily guarded there.
However, for Thors, there is no difference between now and just now.
No one will 'see' him.
Not invisible.
Just 'cover up'.
In a very strange way that he couldn't understand.
If the deputy leader had not paid a heavy price every time he used this power, they would have already won a 'victory' that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
But even so, the reason why 'they' can exist is because of this 'thing' in the hands of the deputy leader.
Tread, tap!
Amidst the distinct sounds of footsteps, Thors passed by groups of patrolling guards.
Even, at a certain level, the two sides clearly touched each other.
But none of the guards noticed anything was wrong.
In other words, their sense of touch was 'shielded' at that time.
Make them think that what they are touching is just air.
The first underground floor, the second floor, and the third floor.
Thors quickly entered the third underground level.
Without any hesitation, he walked directly towards Klink's office.
At this moment, the leader of the mobile team, who was born in the 'Emel Family', was watching the live broadcast on his handheld computer with wide eyes.
The picture of Lothar 11 with an unruly and evil face impressed the other party's eyes.
"How is that possible?"
"How dare he admit it so generously?"
"Does he really have a secret army in the dark?"
Klink couldn't help but pick up the phone again, looked at the text messages on it, and pondered.
Then, the leader of the mobile team raised his hand and pressed the alarm bell on the table.
Although he didn't know the specific situation, as the leader of the mobile team, he had to control Lothar 11 now.
If you want to control someone as heinous as Lothar 11, you will naturally need to gather manpower.
Of course, after gathering manpower, the actions of Lothar 11 will naturally be slower due to Lothar 11's identity. It would be great if the guards of the Lothar Family could return while they were still far away.
The 'Lotha Family' guards who have just dealt with a riot in the 'Game Tower' will definitely return as quickly as possible.
When the time comes, don't worry about him anymore.
Klink, who had already thought out the entire plan in his mind, couldn't help but curl up his lips.
But then, this smile solidified.
A short sword pierced his heart.
Stab in from the back and out from the chest.
puff!
As the dagger was pulled out, blood spurted out.
Klink's body twitched and fell on the desk.
Thors shook the dagger in his hand and sheathed it.
No dagger was used, let alone the same technique.
The purpose is just to make the 'power' that 'belongs' to Lothar 11 appear more powerful.
This is also the advice of the deputy chief.
When he thought of the deputy leader waiting for him to return, Thors no longer wanted to stay here for a moment.
Staying for even a moment longer would be a burden for the deputy leader.
Quickening his pace of departure, Thors rushed to the door of the office in almost one step.
Raising his hand, he opened the door.
Then, he saw a strong man whose height was almost as high as the door frame and whose stature completely blocked the passage in front of the door. The hockey mask on his face was emitting a strange brilliance under the lights of the corridor.
Jason!
In an instant, Thors recognized Jason's identity.
That hockey mask is so obvious.
At the same time, Thors subconsciously took two steps back.
A sense of panic rose unconsciously from the bottom of Thors' heart.
Why is Jason here?
This thought was accompanied by a sense of panic.
Jason can't see me, can he?
This was Thors' second thought.
Later, such thoughts became certain.
Jason must not be able to see me!
It's not that Thors is blindly confident, but that he has undergone too many experiments to let him know how powerful the deputy leader's 'thing' is.
Immediately, Thors regained his confidence.
The next moment, Thors strode outside.
He was going to knock Jason away.
Leaving with head held high.
As usual.
Then, a short-handled broad-bladed machete pierced his chest.
How, how could it be?
Thors was astonished, as confused as Dorset and Klink before.
Dorset and Klink were puzzled as to why they couldn't see Thors.
Thors didn't understand why Jason could see him.
"You, you..."
Thors wanted to say something, but Jason drew his knife and walked away.
Looking at Jason's back, Thors knelt down straight on the ground.
At this moment, the phone on his body vibrated.
Buzz buzz!
That's a text message.
Thors reluctantly opened it, and it read: Danger, retreat.
Looking at the text message from the deputy leader, Thors pressed the reply button without hesitation.
Danger, retreat.
Same content.
But when Thors' finger touched the send button, everything stopped.
The light that was supposed to remain in Thors's spirit suddenly dimmed.
And, more importantly, at this moment, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After just a few breaths, the strong Thors became a mummy.
Then, a gust of wind blew from nowhere.
The mummy was broken into pieces and turned into ashes.
Gone by flight.
Jason, who was striding forward, had already reached the upper level. He seemed not to notice such a strange thing at all.
The steps never change.
His eyes were still calm.
However, under the hockey mask, his mouth involuntarily turned up and grinned, and his sharp teeth gradually emerged——
