Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 612: Not worth saving

The wizard threw the horn on the ground and opened the office door.

Moriel was standing outside the door.

Seeing the blood dripping from under the horns, he covered his mouth in shock, "How could this be..."

"You seem to be surprised?" Philip asked knowingly, "He was so thanks to you."

"Didn’t you say...just talk to him...and promise you won’t harm him?" Morrill turned pale and said with a trembling voice, "You said...you won’t harm him. ……"

"The premise is that he is as obedient as you. We have always been tolerant of those who are willing to take refuge." Philip smiled but smiled, "Unfortunately, until this time, he still intends to fight the factory to the end, and we have no choice."

Morrill fell to his knees and let out a retching sound.

"Speaking of which, don't you think that you will get to this point? If you say you are completely unprepared, you are lying to yourself, right?"

The steward leaned back, raised one leg, and looked down at Molly, but the latter couldn't say a word of rebuttal for a long while.

Factory is never a good kind, of course he knows this!

Because of this, Morrill is full of fear for these people.

If it wasn't that there was no way to go back, how could he help the other party to arrange a horn?

"But rest assured, you will be rewarded by Mr. Azie, and it is not impossible to become a master in one step." Philip soothed.

"What...what else do you want me to do?" he replied in a dry voice.

This is the end of the matter, and nothing can be undone.

"The factory does have new goods that need to be moved, but it's not in the Azure Fort Seaport, but in another place. You only need to cooperate with us later." Philip waved his hand to signal him to leave first.

After Morrill stumbled out of the office, the steward went to the closet next to the desk and opened the door of the cabinet.

"How is it? Seeing the person you worked hard to protect, what do you really look like?"

"Woo————"

Momora is **** in the cabinet.

Not only did she have her hands and feet tied tightly with twine, but her mouth was covered with cloth strips. Although you can't see the situation in the room, you can also tell from the movement in the ears what happened in the room.

She waited for Philip with angrily eyes, like flames burning in her pupils.

"What a terrible look. But what can you do if you are just a half beast?" Philip took off the strip of cloth from her mouth. "To be honest, I feel really worthless for you. I want to help. Others have forgotten their original appearance."

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"Fear, of course." Philip laughed, "That's why we will work on the leader first. Do you think that without you diehards, how many people will really fight the factory in the future? In fact, like Talents like Mollier are the norm, and you expect them to be united forever. It would be too high for them."

Momora's expression changed abruptly, "Where is Mrs. Karan? Don't you even plan to let her go!?"

"A half-dead old thing, is it too long to take part in this kind of thing?" Philip is still polite, but what he says is as deadly as a poisonous snake, "Gore will solve it. Her, you don’t need to worry about this."

Momora felt blood rushing to her head.

She gritted her teeth for a long time before staring at the manager and said, "...Kill me."

"Not for the time being." Philip shook his head. "The reason why I let you see this with your own eyes is to tell you that the hired employee is not worth saving, and everything you do is in vain."

"Don't you want me to turn to the factory!"

"That's not necessary. As long as you are alive, it will be of great help to us." Philip put the cloth back into her mouth, and then looked at the mage, "It's time for the next step."

……

"Mrs. Karan, have the packing group's goods been counted?"

In the warehouse, Gore asked with a notebook. This is also a routine check before the goods go out of the market. For different quality jams, the packaging specifications are not the same. It’s just that the packaging team used to report it on its own, and the supervisor would review it. Managers rarely deal with such trivial matters in person.

But the supervisor did not show up in the factory for the past two days, so when Gore was in charge of the check, Mrs. Karan was not suspicious.

"Almost, there is the last pile left. The total number of first-class products should be more than the last two months."

"Really?" Gore put down his notebook calmly and took out the bat at his waist. He deliberately replaced the thorny part of the head with a solid iron ball, which seemed to reduce the deterrence and could be targeted. When it is critical, its killing effect is even better.

Mrs. Karan asked suddenly, "Mr. Gore, do you have any children?"

Gore frowned slightly, "Of course, what are you asking for?"

The other party said while checking the goods, "The kid should be doing pretty well, right? But have you ever thought about what kind of life will he lead if your family suffers an accident and the kid falls to the bottom? "

"Are you cursing me?" Gore sneered.

"Whatever you want to understand, but what I want to say is that what we do is not bad for you." Mrs. Karan said calmly, "You are only working for Azie and want to be a big businessman. The probability is very small, and for Azie, you can be replaced at any time. A little bit from the upper level can make the lower level greatly improved. Isn’t it an ideal thing?"

"..." Gore was silent for a moment.

"It seems that you are also aware of it." Karan smiled, "In a sense, there is no essential difference between you and an employee~IndoMTL.com~ Once your employer abandons you, your family will be upended. The big change. For this kind of thing, I couldn’t be more clear..."

"Do you think your Excellency Acie will sit back and watch this happen?"

"Of course he won't, but he can't change all of this."

Gore couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I don't see that you have this ability."

"As long as he can't produce jam alone, the final victory cannot belong to him." Mrs. Karan took no notice of his sarcasm. "Momora is right. What we do, everyone It will be seen in the eyes. By then, more and more people will choose to fight. It is impossible to stop this storm with Azie alone."

"Maybe." Gao Er walked slowly behind her, "but what you said is only possible."

If he can't fulfill Philip's order, something will happen.

Because he will be replaced, he has to work hard to hold this rope tightly.

Gore raised the bat in his hand, and the moment the other party turned his head, he slammed it on the top of her head!