Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 892: Unexpected identity

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When Horn came to the roof apron of a building in the city and got on the Black Hawk flying ship. In the remote viewing casino, the lights are still bustling, and there are frequent traffic. He said softly: "I visited the casino once twenty years ago. At that time, the size of the city was only half as large as it is now. At that time, Old Baker did not hide his hatred for me on his face. When he met me in the casino, Saying that he will kill me one day. Of course he hates me, because his three sons are dead in my hands, can you not hate me?"

Anna stood silently behind him.

Horn smiled: "I'm not pitying him, let alone a person like him, do you really think that you would cherish the flesh and blood affection? If so, Old Baker would not be where he is today. I will kill him. The three sons are like breaking his hands and feet. He feels pain, and of course he hates me. After all, he only sees himself. It's just that at the time he said he wanted to kill me, in fact he didn't even dare to touch me with a finger .Because he is very clear, saying that it is the same thing. If you put it into action, then I can kill him honestly."

"The old guy is very clever, he has tolerated it until now, and laid out silently. But he didn't know, I also made full preparations for this day, and the layout was deeper and wider than him. I finally cleared a malignant tumor for the family. "Horn said lightly.

"Master killed him directly back then, wouldn't it be more straightforward?"

Horn laughed, shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. I just took over the family back then. Killing the old Baker's sons is a warning. If he kills him, it will make the sideline cool. Anna, don’t look at being a patriarch. In fact, we have too many things to worry about. Maintaining a family is not easy, and it’s even more difficult to let the family spread out."

"Everything is under my control tonight, but a little old Baker surprised me."

Anna squinted her eyes: "That killer named Valshine?"

"Old Baker couldn't find such a person. You heard it at the time. The killer didn't fully follow Old Baker's orders. Hmph, someone wants to get a foot in our family." Horn said slightly. Changed, coughing violently. He took out a square scarf to cover his mouth, and the white square scarf quickly oozes blush.

Anna was startled, and she wanted to get up.

Horn shook his head, wiped off the blood on his lips and said: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. You see, being a Patriarch is so tiring, you can't even show you an injury in front of those people."

"Master, do you want to investigate that killer?"

"No, I probably won’t be able to find anything. Even if the clues can be found, there are probably some smoke or fog bombs. People who dare to attack me will have to be a little bit too much. How can it be so easy to dig out? ."

Anna hesitated and said, "Master, Edric and Thiel are not necessarily more loyal than Old Baker."

"Of course." Horn squeezed the scarf into a ball, and when it was loosened, the whole scarf was turned into gray and scattered. He said: "Looking at the whole family, how many people can be truly loyal. To control a strong horse, it is not enough to cultivate feelings. You have to feed it. But if it dares to favor and be proud, then It must be beaten well. The strength of the beat must be well controlled. Too lightly, it will not serve as a warning. Too hard, afraid it will run away."

Horn smiled and looked up: "Tonight is not only to settle old Baker's business, but also to beat them a little. At least before I leave office, these two guys will not rebel."

After he closed his eyes, Anna knew he was going to rest and didn't bother him. Looking out of the porthole, the spaceship began to rise, and the building gradually moved away. Even the prosperous city underneath quickly turned into a blur of lights, unable to distinguish the outlines of things.

Like this world, there are many things that are inherently difficult to distinguish.

Alifant had no sleep all night.

It was late at night, and the surface general, who was nicknamed "War Elephant" in politics, was sitting in his lobby. Allifant was fat and as fat as a pig, and his body over four hundred catties was as fat as a ball. He was born pure and white, and when he squinted his eyes, he had a kind of fat man's honest energy, but when his eyes were half-squinted, he could see the murderous intent hidden in that honest face.

Among the eight generals of the surface garrison, Alifant's combat power lies in the back row, but his influence is firmly in the top three. Although this fat man was called a war elephant, he advocated the tactic of killing elephants by ants. Under the eight generals, he has the most troops. Of course, such tactics will not be on the stage in the high-end battlefield. But on the surface, it was enough for the general Elifant to cover the sky with one hand.

People who are familiar with Alifant know that this is definitely not a law-abiding person. On the face of it is the Federation general, but behind his back, Alifant has done some nasty things. An armed group that cultivates the surface even has its own research base and secretly conducts those inhumane experiments. There is research on predators. What's more frightening is that the predators are the failures of a certain biochemical research. In line with the principle of diligence and thrift, Alifant simply threw these transformed monsters out and controlled them to perform actions that were inconvenient for him to come forward.

A lot of times, Alifant is smiling. Even when he was killing someone, he rarely saw this fat man being serious. But at this moment, the general was about to squeeze the poor sofa under his ass, and there was no smile on his face. He smelled of smoke, and on the table in front of him, his cigarette butts almost piled up a hill.

Just as Allifant rubbed the unknown cigarette **** on the table, the window of the hall was pushed open, and a figure got in. The man was supposed to be wearing a comfort suit, but now he is a rag. All over the body, even the pair of sunglasses is good, but it is the killer Walshion that Alifant lent to the old Baker. Footsteps sounded outside the hall, and Alifant yelled: "Go back, there is nothing to do with you here."

The guards were dispelled, and the fat man dropped his cigarette **** and emptied it directly from the table. His figure was unexpectedly light, and it had nothing to do with the word stupid. He was supposed to be Walshion’s boss, but he supported him like a subordinate, and then asked: "Are you injured?"

The fat man who used honorifics opened his eyes and looked at the blood on Walshine's chest. The latter pushed him away, and said calmly: "I can't die, Horn is really tricky. I saw that famous knife for many years, thinking that he had been put on the shelf, and it had been hidden in the crutch that he carried. That Qiu Yan deserves to be a famous knife, and he cut it down. , Such as Qiuyang Yanyan. There is no sharpness, nothing is impenetrable, and nothing cannot be cut."

Valshine reached out to take off his sunglasses.

With the sunglasses, his face was blurred. Like a light smoke rolling over, when the smoke dissipated, the killer's appearance had undergone tremendous changes. The face of the public, which was previously unrecognizable after being lost in the crowd, has now become a face of determination, sharp edges and corners with a very unique personality. The important thing is that this is still a well-known face. A joke, your Excellency the President appeared in public speeches every three to five, and the media in Babylon were desperately propagating. Even on the surface, the presidential election posters are posted in the toilets of poor people's homes. Who doesn't know this man who will continue to be re-elected?

Maybe Horn hadn’t even thought about it, but Mobit was the one who shot him on Jinfan. Mobitt tore off his torn jacket in front of Alifant, and a blood trough in his chest was shocking. What is even more surprising is that the president has so many scars on his chest that he can hardly find a good piece of meat. Mobitt stretched out a finger and slashed the blood slot across his chest: "When Horne took out Qiuyan, I thought I could fight it. But when the knife was swung, I knew Qiuyan's sword spirit. It's all pervasive, and I'm almost catching up with Golden Rose's destructive power. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I might have been unable to come back."

Alifant lowered his head first, then quickly raised his face in surprise: "A handful of autumn trees is so powerful?"

"Of course, a handful of Qiuyan is not so powerful, but it is in Horn's hand." Mobit shook his head and sighed: "I wanted to take the opportunity to use Old Baker's identity to cover up, if I could kill it in one fell swoop. It's better to lose Horn. Even if it doesn't help, we can hurt him badly. At that time, we don't have to do anything, Beskod will definitely be messed up. Beskod is in a mess, and several families including the Morsen family are also in trouble. The turmoil will follow. At this time, we push it behind the back, and the whole aristocracy will follow. It is good for it. When the water is mixed, we will be convenient to act. But I did not expect Horn to be so strong, not only the combat power Gao Jue, even conspiracy is terribly brilliant."

He patted Alifant on the shoulder and said: "It's a pity that you were not there at the time, otherwise you would be able to see our Mr. Horn playing open and dark moves together, and the old Baker had no power to fight back. That scene How wonderful it is. A Horn is still like this, and those wealthy family owners are not easy to follow. It seems that I still underestimated them before."

"What about now?"

Mobit frowned and said: "My injury is not serious, nor is it light. Without a few days of work, Qiu Yan's sword spirit cannot be eliminated. So tomorrow's speech may not be able to appear, otherwise if Show Horn, it’s not worth the loss."

Alifen said: "Then I will cancel it for you?"

"No, it will be easier to attract attention. It doesn't matter, you let Alan replace me, he is fine."

Alan is Mobitt's stand-in, and his body and appearance are seven to eight points similar to that of the President. Coupled with the disguise technology that Mobit used before, it is difficult to see through unless someone is very familiar with him. Mobitt said in a deep voice: "I have to stay with you in the next few days, Alifant, you and Alan should cooperate as much as possible for speeches and other activities these days, and don't attract outside attention."

"This is natural, please rest assured, sir." A sincere smile was piled up on the general's face.

Moby Nodded, and left with ease. Alifant sat down and started smoking again. He seemed to be thinking about his thoughts, tapping the table lightly and hard with his fingers. Finally, he shook his head, threw the remaining half of his cigarettes on the table, and got up and left. After he left for a moment, Mobit stuck his head at the corner of the stairs, glanced at the pile of cigarette butts on the table, and then turned and left.

After a while, a servant quickly cleaned the cigarette butts off the table, and then carefully scrubbed them to make the table bright as before.