totem god system

Chapter 698 Keep Adding Money

Until now, the great councilor didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

That damn Xiaobai is just a new low-level nobleman, why should he be compared with an old nobleman like himself.

If you let him die, shouldn't you just die honestly?

How dare you struggle and fight back!
It's just that my aunt can bear it, but my uncle can't bear it.

What's even more exasperating is that he even succeeded in resisting, and he might be able to overthrow himself.

The only thing the Congressman can count on is the killer organization in the prison.

Although the poisoning failed, it does not prove that the killer organization is dead.

After all, they also did a lot of dirty work for themselves, didn't they.

These killers are a group of people who want money but not life.

As long as they have enough gold coins, they will even sell their parents' lives.

Killing, they mean it.

After roaring in his room, the great councilor tidied up his messy clothes and restored his noble appearance.

He walked out of the room slowly, and the housekeeper bowed and waited outside.

The great councilor glanced at the butler, and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that there was nothing unusual on his face.

He said proudly to the butler: "Clean up the inside of the house, and it will be the same as before."

The housekeeper hung his head honestly, and replied respectfully: "Yes, as ordered."

If only that damn Xiaobai could be so respectful to him.

The big councilor cursed in his heart before walking slowly outside.

Of course he didn't notice, the butler quietly glanced at his back, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

Even though he is a great member of parliament, he is a well-known nobleman in Doro City, but he is extremely stingy.

For his subordinates, the big councilor can't wait to get nothing out of them.

Don't mention it when you see it outside, everyone is envious.

Ah, working as a housekeeper in the House of the Great Councilor, you should have a very good life in those days, right?

In fact, the housekeeper is glamorous on the surface, but he is extremely poor on the inside.

Even sometimes there is no food at home.

The Grand Councilor didn't give him much salary, and he had to withhold some from time to time.

But even so, he couldn't relax and didn't dare to let his dress show timidity.

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the great councilor, and my life would be lost.

He was still regretting why he came to be the housekeeper of the Grand Councilor, it was simply a wolf.

Thinking of this, the butler sighed and pushed open the door of the great councilor.

Seeing the mess inside, the butler opened his mouth slightly.

How the hell can I get it back to how it was before? !
The big councilor doesn't care what the steward thinks, he only cares about the outcome of the matter.

If the housekeeper can't do well, then find another housekeeper. There are plenty of people in Doro City, so why not find them?

I am a noble member of parliament, and it is an honor to do things for myself.

He got into the beast cart and gave orders to go to the prison.

When he came to the prison, he didn't even go to see Padapa. After dressing up, he quietly left the noble area and came to the prison area.

Turn left and right in the city, and find a dilapidated building in front of it.

He looked left and right for no one, quickly entered the shadow on the side of the building, skillfully opened a secret door and got in.

Through a long, dark corridor, he came to a door.

Knocked on the door three times according to the special knocking frequency.

A hoarse voice from inside the door asked, "Who is it?"

"Ahem." The councilor cleared his throat, changed his voice slightly, and said, "I have a job for you."

There was a rattle of chains inside the door, and someone removed a shutter.

After waiting for a while, the door was opened, and a big man looked at the big councilor.

The big councilor glanced at the big man, he looked very fierce, with a long scar on his face from his left forehead to his chin, like a huge centipede.

After only one glance, the high councilor lowered his head.

The people here are all killers, and they are particularly disgusted by being seen by others.

Even if it is a gatekeeper, it is the same.

Seeing that the high councilor knew the rules so well, the gatekeeper nodded in satisfaction and got out of the way.

The big councilor hurried in.

The base camp of the killer organization is a spacious space, with torches burning on the surrounding walls, it is not very bright, and some places can be seen in front of it.

More places were shrouded in shadows, and the Grand Councilor didn't know how many people were hiding in the shadows.

At the front is a round stone table, and behind the table is a man wearing a coarse cloth robe and a bone mask.

The Grand Councilor walked to the table and sat down, lowering his hood to hide his face.

The man wearing the bone mask asked slowly, "What job do you have?"

The business of the bone mask man is hoarse, like metal rubbing against each other, making people uncomfortable to hear.

It wasn't the first time that the Grand Councilor had come, and he was somewhat immune to such voices, but he still had goosebumps all over his body.

He said angrily: "Your work is not finished, the person I want to kill is not dead!"

Hearing this, the bone mask man couldn't help but look at the councilor's clothes.

He thought for a while, and suddenly realized who the big councilor was.

The bone mask man nodded and said: "It is true that he is not dead, but our work has been completed, we have poisoned him, it seems that the gods do not want him to die."

This kind of evasive explanation obviously cannot satisfy the big councilor.

The congressman folded his hands on the table: "We have agreed, you are going to kill him with poison."

The bone mask man shook his head, and said in the same tone: "You remember wrongly, we agreed to poison him, and there is no guarantee that we will kill him."

This sentence made the councilman even more upset. He said, "Can't poisoning kill him? Why poison him if it can't kill him?"

The masked man was still very calm, and said flatly: "Poison can kill mortals, but it cannot kill those who are blessed by the gods."

Leave everything to the gods!
What is the use of you?

What the hell, I might as well go to the temple, I donate the money to the gods, and pray for the gods to send down divine punishment.

Is it more enjoyable to come.

The big councilor took a few breaths and calmed down.

The person in front of him is the killer liaison officer. If he really conflicts with this person, let alone whether he can kill Xiaobai, he may not even be able to walk out of this room.

The councilor said to the masked man: "This time I will kill Xiaobai, no matter what method you use!"

The masked man was silent for two seconds, and said to the councilor, "Okay, but you need to pay more."

What the hell do you want money for, you damned ones!
The big councilor roared angrily in his heart, but asked in his mouth, "How much will it cost?"

The masked man considered for a while and said, "Keep adding."

"...Keep adding?" The councilor was a little confused: "What do you mean keep adding?"

The masked man said calmly: "On the surface, as long as Xiaobai is not dead, we will keep sending people to kill him until he is killed. At the same time, you have to keep paying gold coins."

(End of this chapter)