The Ultimate Host

Before Cross did any serious bodily damage to Abel, Prince Guy wanted to talk to him himself. " What does this Albert Valentino want with me?" Cross placed Abel on the ground and folded his arms. Don't you know?" Everyone knows about your destructive powers Prince Guy. It's no secret.." Price Guy tossed some honey roasted peanuts into his mouth and sighed. " Get to the point. What does Albert Valentino want from me?" He- he wants you to make him the king of The Industrial Elf Empire. Prince Guy's eyes lit up with excitement. He spat the remaining honey roasted peanuts in the air. They were covered in saliva. Prince Guy started laughing. " Why would I do such a stupid thing?" Even though I hate my father, I would never betray him like that!" Abel sighed and took a couple of deep breaths. Albert Valentino is prepared to pay you 20 million dollars if you cooperate... As Abel said that, Prince guy heard a ca-ching in his mind.

Did you say 20 million dollars?" Abel started shaking his head yes. Yes, I said 20 million dollars." Prince Guy already had a net worth of 12 million dollars despite his father was worth billions. He had to decide. Prince Guy started scratching his face. He was bitten by a mosquito earlier. He finally decided what he was going to say. Tell your boss that I will do it for 100 million dollars. Prince Guy looked to the side and saw Cross and Orion privately conversing among themselves. " I will inform my boss that you will consider doing the job for 100 million dollars. Prince Guy started smiling. " You may take your leave." Abel turned around and ran off into a dark alley.

Far East End Of The Underwater City Of The Industrial Elves...

This was Ragnar's first time wandering around the underwater city. He was impressed with the layout of the city. That was the only thing he liked about his brother. He had a creative mind. Ragnar was near The Main Yellow Bandana Bandit hideout, the junkyard no local or tourist dared to venture by. Over his many hired assignments around the world, his main primary weapon his ax was smashed to pieces. This was when he decided to switch to 2 incredibly sharp short swords made from the finest steels. They could slice through flesh like butter. He had yet to test them out. As he approached the junkyard a rifleman saw him and went ballistic. " Hey!" Don't you know you're f.u.c.k.i.n.g trespassing?!" This is the Yellow Bandana Bandits territory!" Get the f.u.c.k out of here before I shoot in your f.u.c.k.i.n.g head!" The rifleman wasn't in a good mood. Someone stole his drugs. Ragnar started chuckling. " There is no reason to shout." I was just passing through. I will be out of your side shortly." No, no, no." You can't just pass through our territory as you want. You will have to pay for a pass. Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click /book/the-ultimate-host_14102432205347705/i-will-do-it-for-100-million_51189390902357684 for visiting.

Ragnar sighed. Fine." How much is the pass? Ragnar reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of money. The rifleman was just making the whole pass idea up. If any other rifleman was on patrol and they saw Ragnar, they would shoot him on sight. The rifleman placed his rifle on the ground and said: The pass is going to cost that entire wad of money in your possession. Ragnar clenched his jaw and crunched his hand into a fist. " F.u.c.k no. This is my pocket money, the only money I have in possession. No f.u.c.k.i.n.g way you are getting this wad of money." Well,I guess I will have to take it by force." said The Yellow Bandana Bandit rifleman. The rifleman stepped down from a ladder and pulled out a handgun, pointing it at Ragnar's head. Ragnar wiped the smile off his face and placed a serious expression on his face. Ragnar opened his hand and pointed the wad of money towards the rifleman's hand. The rifleman's eyes lit up with excitement. Just as the rifleman placed his hands on the wad of money, Ragnar quickly pulled out his incredibly sharp short sword, chopping off the rifleman's right hand. Blood splattered into Ragnar's face. The rifleman began screaming like a banshee. Ragnar started snickering. " You think I'm scared of you or The Yellow Bandana Bandits?" Tch." "Not in a million years. I go where I please and ain't nobody going to tell me nothing."

Ragnar noticed the rifleman pissed himself. Ragnar turned his noise. " You know I hate people like you. " Just now you were so tough!" Now, look at you." You are a defenseless rat." Ragnar cleaned his sword and rested it in its sheath on the left-hand side of his waist. He walked towards the front gate of the junkyard and sliced it in half with his right hand. As he stepped inside, a bright light gazed down on him. As the bright light saw him, dozens of Yellow Bandana Bandits began popping out from every section of the junkyard like c.o.c.kroaches. This was exactly what Ragnar liked. He loved to deal with huddles of enemies who were inferior to him. Fire!" yelled one of the Yellow Bandana Bandits. At least thousands of bullets began coming towards Ragnar. Ragnar started laughing. Blue fire began circling Ragnar's body. High winds began circling the area. Huge bits of junk began smashing on the area, killing most of the bandits around the area. Albert Valentino was in his office at the moment. He just got off the phone with Gonzalo about news about Jose. He could hear loud screams. However, this didn't worry him. In his office were 4 bandits who waited by the door. Albert Valentino tossed his phone to the side and took a deep breath. The only thing of Jose that was still intact was his brain. His brain would be placed in a new robotic/ bionic body that was recently created by Gonzalo. It was his greatest work yet.