There are many rich people in this world, such as the richest man in Asia, the richest man in the world, etc., with all kinds of names, which allows many people to call them one or two names.

It's just that behind these appearances, there are many invisible conglomerate families that everyone doesn't know about.

Compared with individual wealthy individuals, the wealth of these families may not be concentrated in one person, nor is it limited to visible assets.

But this does not mean that their strength is not good.

On the contrary, compared to those individual wealthy individuals, such a consortium is much larger and can be worth several or even dozens of richest people.

The Armstrong family is one of them.

This is a huge family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the theory of the decline of the aristocracy does not seem to apply here.

Even after hundreds of years, they are still prosperous and even getting stronger.

I am afraid that no one except the old Earl Armstrong himself knows the specific wealth of the Armstrong family.

However, now that the old earl has reached the end of his life, the position of the head of the family will also be selected in the near future, and the new earl will become the helmsman of this huge family.

However, the arrival of the two visitors today is destined to break some people's illusions and even make them fall from the clouds to the bottom.

In the reception room, Dean was trying to persuade the old butler in front of him through more subtle rhetoric.

"Butler Moore, you must have heard some special news recently. To be honest, I currently have a bottle of potion in my hand that can bring the old earl back to life. It won't be a problem to live for at least four or five more years."

Dean had a mysterious look on his face. When he said these words, he felt a little happy in his heart.

Although he had experienced the mutant rat incident and had personally killed two mutants, this was the first time for him to do such a task of approaching ordinary people as a transcendent.

I have to say that this feeling is indeed quite good, and it satisfies the show-off plot that he had imagined.

However, the old butler Moore didn't see it that way.

As the steward of the Armstrong Manor, he was very busy. Being able to personally receive such a descendant of a down-and-out noble was due to the friendship between the ancestors of the two families.

However, this kind of "charity" was not enough. The boy in front of him wanted to go even further and wanted to see the earl, and even wanted to drink some strange potion for the earl.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen Cheen, the Earl is currently resting and it is not appropriate to meet guests. I will inform you of your visit on your behalf. Please go back today."

The old housekeeper nodded politely to them, but he directly issued an order to expel the guests.

Dean was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would refuse so simply.

"Butler Moore, we have the power to save the Earl, do you want to miss this opportunity? If you are worried that we are liars, don't worry, we will not collect any reward until the potion takes effect.

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Dean used his trump card. He thought that in this way, he should be able to make the other party understand his strength.

After all, according to normal logic, being able to take out the medicine, take it first and then pay for it, is already a sign of sincerity.

And for a dying person, there is absolutely no need to poison the other person, let alone the risks.

However, the seemingly impeccable logic hit a wall once again in front of Butler Moore.

The old butler still didn't buy it. He tapped his fingers on the table impatiently and said:

"Mr. Wen Che'en, I met you because the ancestors of our two families had interacted with each other. However, your behavior really disappointed me. Although the Wen Che'en family has declined, how can we even be considered as a noble family?"

Don’t you have the most basic qualities?”

The old butler has a high level of self-cultivation. In his opinion, his words are already very rude. He hopes that after the other party hears this, he will be able to understand and leave quickly.

As for the trick of drinking the medicine first and then paying for it after it works, he was even more dismissive. He had seen many similar deceptions before, so there was no way he could be deceived.

He even had reason to suspect that the two people in front of him were actually assassins sent by other consortiums with the purpose of poisoning old Count Armstrong.

Don't think that since the count has only a few days to live, there is no need to poison him.

For such a large consortium, the way the leader dies is also very important.

Putting aside the appearance of the Armstrong family and simply looking at the most basic interests, it is already a huge influence.

You must know that the Armstrong family controls the shares of dozens of groups, large and small. If news spreads that the old count was poisoned, the shares of these groups may cause huge turmoil.

This is not alarmist.

Moore knows those stock investors very well. This group of people is as alert as deer in the forest. Any slightest movement can arouse their vigilance.

It may seem to ordinary people as just a topic for conversation after dinner, but in their eyes, anything can be linked to the stock price.

The old earl was poisoned, does that mean that other financial groups are preparing to take action when the power of the Armstrong family changes?

If so, then you must sell your stocks.

As long as some people start to take the lead, other people will also have similar fears and start selling, and the value of the consortium's stocks will shrink.

In this way, it is possible to actually issue billions out of thin air.

Therefore, Dean's seemingly reasonable logic actually hides huge hidden dangers, and it is impossible for Butler Moore to agree to such a request.

However, just as he was getting up to see off the guests, the scene in front of him made him fall back in fright.

"boom!"

A muffled sound was heard, and the woman who had been silent until now suddenly reached out her hand and slapped the marble coffee table in front of her hard.

As she moved, the hard coffee table suddenly fell apart and shattered into rocks.

At the same time, the Armstrong family's mansion began to tremble violently, as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

The old butler Moore looked at this scene with horrified eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief. He could still say the words he had originally prepared to say goodbye, but he just stared blankly at the shattered coffee table in front of him.

"I told you before that you don't need to talk so much nonsense to them."

Ji Xiaoqi glanced at Dean beside her and said in Chinese.

Although she is younger than the other party, she is not a newbie. She has much more experience in similar negotiations than Dean.

Ji Xiaoqi knows what her advantages are and how to deal with these people.

There is absolutely no need to say those pretentious words. It is more practical to show one or two hands directly.

If you act too talkative like Dean, others may suspect you of bad intentions.

Sometimes, arrogance is also a way.

This is the human heart.

Moreover, as a member of the Star Alliance, the only extraordinary organization in the world, Ji Xiaoqi also has her own arrogance.

I have placed the opportunity in front of you, and I have already shown my strength. If you still don't believe it, then everyone will break up.

There are so many rich people in this world who are afraid of death, but there is only one in the Star Alliance.

The relationship between supply and demand is inherently different.

Dean can play a good hand of cards to a pulp, but he really has no experience.

Looking at the domineering Ji Xiaoqi beside him, Dean swallowed unconsciously.

He finally recalled that before he went on the mission, Yang Yangyang pulled him aside and mysteriously told him not to make the goddess angry, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

Dean was surprised at the time and even heard that the other party gave Ji Xiaoqi the nickname "Yifei God of War", which made him very puzzled.

But now he finally understood. He didn't know what Yifei meant, but that God of War must be real.

Even he, who is also an awakened person, felt a little frightened when he saw the other person's temperament.

At this moment, Ji Xiaoqi unabashedly revealed her extraordinary aura. As an ordinary person, the old housekeeper Moore immediately felt the pressure from the life level, and there was no doubt in his heart.

"Click."

The door was opened, and a maid ran in in a panic, saying that there was an earthquake and wanting the housekeeper to leave the house quickly.

"go out!"

Moore scolded, and after the other party closed the door and left, he looked at the two people opposite and said:

"I'm sorry, you two. I was blind just now. The earl is in the room. Please follow me."

His attitude changed very quickly, which made Dean sigh.

A moment later, in a luxurious bedroom on the fifth floor of the manor villa, the two men in action quickly saw their target - Count Armstrong, who was lying on the bed and could only rely on machines to sustain his life.

The Armstrong family does not have any hereditary genetic problems. In addition, they are usually cared for by specialized private doctors, and there are no illnesses such as cancer.

The old count's current appearance is simply that his oil has run out.

Adams Armstrong is almost ninety years old. Such an age is not considered a longevity in the world, but for their family, it is already a rare old age.

When people get old, no matter how well they take care of themselves, they will inevitably suffer from some geriatric diseases, which made Adams very painful.

However, even so, even though his life has come to an end, he still doesn't want to die.

There is a saying that goes, the richer people are, the more they fear death.

The same goes for Adams.

He has not lived enough. Even though he has lived for almost ninety years, he still has not lived enough.

It was just the pain in his body that reminded him that he was dying and his life was running out.

Personal doctor Feliciano told him that he still had ten days at most, and suggested that he stop the painful injections and enjoy the last days of his life.
To be continued...