Druid of Conan World

"..."

"That's right." Sitting on the head seat that should have belonged to the hot guy, the blond man rubbed the cross in his palm and smiled wryly.

"His only advantage is probably that he can distinguish right from wrong and not implicate the innocent. As long as we are not involved, then we are safe."

Boom! !

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the thunder light illuminated his face.

The only five core management members of the Shiratori Gang, which was brilliant at the time but is still a colossus now, have different expressions on their faces.

There is struggle, there is pain, there is hesitation, there is peace, and there is unwillingness.

The meeting room was like a cemetery, and the atmosphere was silent again for an unknown amount of time.

The white-haired old man picked up his cane and got up.

"The Cadogan Group invited me to a dinner tonight. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After speaking, he walked directly towards the door.

The remaining four watched him leave step by step. Suddenly, the blond man in the first place spoke softly.

"Here's your chance, Frog!"

"..."

Looking at the back of the old man who stopped, the man crossed his hands and propped up his chin, his eyes were deep.

"You know I'm not going to call you all here just for such a small thing."

"He will definitely attack old Charlie..."

"I didn't care what happened before, but now he kills people, it's against the law!"

"Oh! Then let us accompany you to die together?" After a pause for half a second, the old man turned around with a sneer on his face.

"No wonder I heard that you secretly sent people to Dongdu to investigate him recently. You are really crazy, Tyrell!"

No answer, not even acknowledgment.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head silently.

"Be sober, kid."

"If he finds out, it's not something you can just pretend to be fooled by."

"And we all knew what should have happened that night, but except for the leader, seven of them... no, eight of them are still alive and well."

"But what about us?"

"..."

Seeing that everyone was silent, the old man scanned all the seats in the meeting room and kicked down the metal crutch heavily.

Ouch!

"We are the only five dead!" The old man's voice echoed in the conference room that looked like a cemetery.

"Before the leader disappeared, he even left behind the phrase 'go and invite the Pope of Rome'. I don't know if he was scared crazy or stupid..."

"That's the terrifying King of the Dark Street, our boss, Marlon Brando!"

"With only five of us, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?!" On the first seat, the blond man with the same name as the Archangel of Justice in Diablo had a hint of anger on his face.

"Of course, bring him to justice and bring him to justice, no matter what kind of monster he is!"

"This is our mission!"

"Yes, yes, the mission... I know." The old man did not rush to argue with him, but asked.

"Who gave us the mission?"

"Of course the queen and the chief!"

"Where is the leader now?"

"I don't know... Probably, I was killed by those traitors!"

"Oh, is that so?" The old man narrowed his eyes.

"Then... what about the queen?"

"..."

Seeing that Tyrell was silent, the old man silently shook his head and answered for him: "She doesn't know anything either."

"Calm down, Investigator Tyrell..."

"The reason why he killed all the others and left us alone is because he or the leader had to prove our identities and we asked him for it, but also because he knew that even the leader didn't trust him and didn't participate in the operation that night. We simply don't have the courage to die with him."

"Killing so many people, and then killing us and no one to deal with the gang business itself is a risk of exposure, but keeping us alive is not easy to control the White Bird Gang."

"That's why he didn't come back, did he?"

"The leader's plan to persuade him to disband the White Bird Gang was instead used by him to distract us. The disbanded White Bird Gang is a piece of shit, and so are we."

Tell an undercover joke.

【Hey, sir, they have operations tonight, the address is ****】

【Sir, I killed someone... When can I go back? 】

【Sir, three years as promised, three years after three years, almost ten years, boss!Have you ever asked my question above?If this continues, I should be the boss! 】

[Hey, comrade, where is the information we need? 】

【What are you talking about? Sir, we are serious businessmen. 】

The thoughtful and frightening speech made the meeting room even the sound of breathing disappear for a moment. After the old man finished speaking, he could not hide the gloom in his eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"Besides, the guy who can't even fight the leader, what do we have to fight? He has kept a hand from the leader from the beginning, so what about us?"

"Is what we know really the so-called truth?"

"Are you sure you can take him down?"

"Only by our group of Forsaken?!"

Tyrell bowed his head.

Yes, not at all.

this is the truth!

"I know you are not afraid of death, nor of your jokes, nor am I." Old Mr. Frog said, picking up his cane and walking towards the gate again.

"But after so many years, even if he testifies in court, we can't clean it up... I don't want to involve my newborn grandson in order to fulfill the mission of a dead man and realize my own ideals."

"You should be the same, Tyrell, I heard that your wife just gave birth to a daughter for you?"

"..."

"Since he chose to leave, it means that he has trusted us after half a year of observation, and as long as we remember our mission, the White Bird Gang will not be an unstable factor that threatens Her Majesty's rule..."

"Is there anything unsatisfying about that?"

"Do you really want to trade the lives of your whole family for a secret medal that is not visible? Take the lives of countless people in London to claim credit?"

"Then you really are a great hero, Tyrael!"

Bang!

After all, the door was closed heavily.

The conference room without a single light was plunged into darkness again, and the foggy future like dark clouds shrouded several people's heads, making them speechless for a long time.

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Ps: Let’s write about Senyu’s boss’s past here, and I’ll talk about the rest later, after all, this is just a side mission... Subscribe to tell Luoshui, you are not interested in the original plot at all [laugh and cry]

Chapter 134, Chapter 21, the touching female second!

Dedication and sacrifice are never something to be proud of.

It was just a choice in the face of the powerless and hopeless reality... a path that allowed him to save a little bit of face after death.

The word "justice" is easy to say, but it is not so easy to do it.

Street corner near a French chip factory on the River Thames near the Port of London in the early morning hours.

Goji Moriyu, Diablo, and Mephisto stayed in the black SUV on the side of the road, checking their weapons.

"Really?" He touched his scorched and curled hair, only to find a handful of scum.

Mori Yugang shook his hands unhappily, and took the cigar from Diablo.

"I knew he did it, let Belial withdraw."

"Yes!" A female voice answered on the phone.

Hearing this, Andariel, the only female among the Seven Devil Kings of Hell, quickly took out another mobile phone to edit the text message, and then said.

"By the way, boss, there is one more thing."

"Oh?"

"In addition to sending someone to investigate you, he also wanted to encourage us to report you for killing old Charlie today. Although he seemed to give up after being reprimanded by me, based on what I know about him, he is not such an easy and honest guy."

In the back seat of the luxury extended version of Lincoln, Andariel scratched his neck as he spoke.

Wearing a human skin mask for a long time made her skin allergic. At this moment, she glanced at the old man's three-piece suit in the back seat with disgust: wrinkled face, white hood, and gold and iron crutches.

Then asked impatiently.

"Should I kill him?"

"No, that's not necessary." Mori Yu just exhaled a smoke ring.

"He should...just want to test your attitudes."

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