Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 8899: Sudden change

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Old Baker's mouth twitched, veins appeared, and his face was about to explode. But those who knew him knew that this old man was sinister. Don't face the anger, the seven emotions. But in fact, he is calmer than anyone else. The old man sneered again and again: "It's a big tone. I want to know where your support came from. The woman behind you? Or the army that is destined to not enter the casino?"

"I'll do the math, the eagle went to the Garden of Eden, and your son and Fording went together. Horn, what cards do you have to play?"

Horn laughed: "I said, Uncle Baker, you are old and confused, yes, I am a card player. But don't forget that I am the biggest trump card myself."

Then didn't go, looked at Edric, Horn smiled and said, "Is the steak delicious?"

Edric raised his head and sighed bitterly: "It's not very good, this stuff is a bit overfried."

"Then you still eat. Edric, I told you that gluttony is bad for your health, and it hurts your spleen and stomach." Horn said calmly: "Tell me honestly, what makes you tempted. Just Old Baker’s half of the industry is worth your risk, I don’t believe it."

"Why do you mention this now." Edric sighed, wiped his hands with a napkin, and clapped his hands three more times. After a while, three figures rushed into the hall from behind the partition and lined up behind the fat man. The three men, two men and one woman, all wore suits, just like Edric's bodyguards. But these three players are huge, and one is not the weak.

Anna squinted her eyes and whispered, "Major General's combat power."

Edric gave her a thumbs up: "Anna knows the goods. I heard that you have become a widow. Or stop with Horn and follow me. Although you are a little older, you are mature and mature. Okay. Horne is too old to chew, my big bird is different."

Anna smiled instead of anger.

Horn flexed his fingers on the table and looked up and swept across the three people behind the fat man: "It's hard for you. I actually caught three little guys who can be put on the table."

"Don't be afraid to tell you directly." Edric continued to pick up the knife and fork: "I heard that Old Baker hired that black knife to kill you. I don't know the process, but Mayphy is back. Also. Going to the old Baker theory, the end is of course not very good, Master, if you kill Mayphy, I would not dare to cooperate with the old Baker, but Mayphy survived, tusk, that’s different."

"Edric, your head is probably full of lard. How else would I have never thought that Mayphy shouldn't be let go by me on purpose?" Horn said unhurriedly.

Edric stopped moving and raised his head to Baker. The latter simply closed his eyes, the fat man squinted his eyes, and then said with a smile: "Is it on purpose or not. I am not the protagonist tonight. I am only responsible for eating. You guys make troubles and troubles, as long as you don’t make trouble. Just splash water on me."

Horn laughed, and the three of them glanced over behind him: "You're all sitting here, and still expecting dripping water. Edric, the three little guys behind you are not qualified to block this. Sprinkle disasters. But smart, just keep neutral, then I will settle accounts with you again later."

Then Baker: "Uncle, what other cards do you have to shake out together. You have a limited time. Let's take care of this quickly."

Old Baker laughed a lot, and said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze!"

Tyl sighed: "I haven't been the owner of the house yet, but he has a bigger temper than the owner of the house."

He gave a dry cough.

From the rooms on both sides of the hall, a group of fully-armed soldiers suddenly emerged. They are all dead soldiers carefully trained by Tyre, and each of them has a level of ten or more. The standard equipment is a set of "flaming soldiers". This set of magic weapons can be said to be the famous work of Bethkod's magic weapon factory, but now it is used to deal with people within the family, as ironic as it is.

A total of thirty soldiers and soldiers, all around the long table, turned their raging rifles towards Horn. The lines on the gun light up and enter the source force filling stage. Anna's discoloration changed slightly, she knew very well about the offensive of the raging fire rifle, otherwise it would not be gradually promoted in the federal army, and it has a tendency to become the standard equipment of the army. These dozens of guns were about to fire together, and Horn probably wouldn't be hurt, but she couldn't tell.

Old Baker laughed, Horn's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes fluttered at Tyre.

Tyl smiled bitterly and sighed, and pointed a finger at Old Baker. Suddenly dozens of guns turned around, and the guns were aimed at the old man. Old Baker's face changed, and Er Yin said: "What are you doing?"

"You bought Horne?"

Tyle shrugged, then grabbed a cup next to him and smashed it on Edric's plate and said: "I'm still eating, the show is over, right?"

The fat man smashed his knife and fork: "I'm really hungry."

Hi Baker licked his fat lips and said: "But with the old Baker's property, it is barely enough to fill his stomach."

Old Baker looked shocked. Angrily said: "Fat pig, do you dare to yin me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Edric said to Hornnunu: "Except for old Horn, who have you been afraid of for so many years? You? An old man who is dying? Don't be kidding."

He scratched his head again: "But I didn't expect that this guy Tyre...heh, I thought he could even take over his territory this time."

Afro sneered: "I have such a big appetite, I am not afraid to die."

"Don't be afraid, it's better to die than to starve to death." The fat man said sincerely, and then said to Horn: "Now the old Baker's little ground force should be almost cleaned, the old thing is not enough.

Old Baker's mouth was twitching. This time it was really twitching. He said hoarsely, "It turns out that the Black Hawk that intercepted Horne is a fake. It's true that you expose my arrangement to them!"

"I only found out now, so you old man died sooner." Edric murmured.

Horn said at this time: "Well, Uncle Baker. I said you are not my opponent, and Edric is greedy. It's okay that you would use half of the property to buy him, but I will give him The condition is to accept all your properties. Which side do you think this greedy guy will stand on? And Tyre. Tyre’s position has always been neutral, so it gives you the illusion that you can buy it, but you don’t want to think about it. , Why Tyre can remain neutral for so long, I don’t think I have such a good temper. Tyre can be in such a detached position, I gave it."

Old Baker's eyes wandered.

Horn got up and sighed: "Whether it's Edrick or Tyre, I've played this game decades ago. You just played a few pieces in a hurry and thought you could come back. Baker. Uncle, I'm tall in the end."

At this moment, Raiden walked to Old Baker, bending over and whispering: "Just received the report, our people... is over." Old Baker's face was as gray as death, his body trembled, and the whole portrait was ten years old in an instant. At this moment, the thunder and lightning standing next to him hit the old man's chest with an unpredictable elbow. Old Baker spurted blood and flew upside down. He fell to the ground and pointed at the thunder and couldn't speak for a while.

Suddenly, even Tyre and Edric's eyelids twitched, only Horne said for granted: "Raiden, whose real name is Jory. Twenty years ago, you wanted to annex a force against you, not only Killed the leader of the other party, and slaughtered fifty-three people, including his brothers, wives, and children. It happened that Qiaoli was not at home at the time and escaped, but his father, the leader's brother, was also for no reason. Die in your hands. Over the years, Jory has never stopped his plans for revenge."

"He is a dark game I put next to you, and he has endured hard over the years. After all, it is not easy to gain your trust. But he has been a security supervisor by your side for ten years. I think Jory is already familiar with your industry and operations. Isn’t that right, Jory?"

Raiden nodded silently.

"So even if you die, your kingdom won't fall apart. It's just a change of master." Horn sat down and nodded and said, "What do you want to do now, whatever you want."

Raiden walked to Old Baker step by step, pointed to the scar on his face and said, "I am afraid of being discovered by you. I personally cut this scar on my face back then. Every time I look in the mirror, it reminds me not to Forget everything you did. Today, I accept your old life!"

Old Baker vomited a mouthful of blood, stood up on his chest, and smiled sideways: "Just because of you, a **** who jumped out of nowhere? When I murdered, you were not born yet. Want to kill. I, just come and try." He put down his hand, and a strong dark purple flame came out continuously from his body. A gloomy energy quietly rose on the old man, and Old Baker's eyes were gradually filled with purple light. If there were two more corners, it would be like a demon crawling out of hell.

The three elders of Bethkod, and the old Baker, who is also called the butcher, are the masters who can be slaughtered. Thunder and lightning were not easy, but without hesitation, he shouted loudly, and the lighting in the hall kept flickering. The electric currents of the thickness of the fingers swept from the wires buried in the wall in the hall, and then wrapped around the thunder and lightning, and there was a crackling sound immediately.

Old Baker snorted and exclaimed: "Walshine, you still don't do it? Are you also the **** arranged by Horn?"

The words fell silent, and the golden sailboat that served as a partition was silently shattered to the ground. Suddenly there was no partition, everyone in the hall could know that the five bodyguards that Old Baker had brought was only one, and the other four were all lying under his feet, pools of blood flowing out and converging into a small puddle of blood.

Still wearing sunglasses, the man named Walshine by the old Baker is unremarkable, especially after wearing sunglasses. He belongs to the kind of public face that will be forgotten when thrown into the crowd, but he is now in circulation, but it is not just a person who has such a masterful attitude.

He walked forward silently.

Tyl made a gesture when a row of dead men raised guns at him. Valshine raised his hand expressionlessly and waved it like a fly. The row of dead soldiers had not even fired a shot, and everyone was blown into a ball of blood, even the raging fire rifles in their hands were completely destroyed. Deformed and twisted, falling into the blood mud on the ground.

So tyrannical! (.)