Anyway, after taking action, things must be done properly.
Su Mu didn't think he was forcing Kafka to do anything.
If it weren't for its usefulness, he wouldn't look down on a mere assassin organization.
So what if we are ranked second in the world?
With his current strength, he can easily destroy him with just a few moves.
As for being a villain in front of Ye Xiao, Su Mu felt no more pressure.
He is not a good person at all.
Who the hell would a good person put a reward on a killer to kill him? Then he would take the blame for the killer?
So, no pressure at all!
Kafka felt extremely humiliated.
Even if some vampire society suddenly appeared, he didn't think it was a good deal for Su Mu to exchange the allegiance of the entire organization with so-called bullshit information.
But if he didn't agree today, he probably wouldn't be able to leave this room.
So, what is the Chinese saying?
A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his immediate losses.
Su Mu was very satisfied with the final result.
The wine on the coffee table finally came in handy. Without Ye Xiao, there were exactly four people. Each person poured a glass, and Ye Xiao could only blow into the bottle.
"Congratulations, Lao Ka, and Lord Poseidon. You have found an organization from now on. I will be responsible for your safety. Of course, the premise is that you don't commit suicide."
After hearing this, Prince was a little thoughtful, but Kafka looked ugly, as if he had eaten shit.
This trip, I ended up at my grandma’s house.
Ye Xiao also looked at Su Mu strangely, his expression seemed to be a little unhappy.
Su Mu put his hand on his shoulder:
"Have you decided on a new code name?"
I miss your sister.
Ye Xiao actually doesn't want to be a bullshit leader at all.
How free is it to be a killer?
Anyway, he feels very depressed now, for various reasons.
Su Mu also knew that today's incident was a bit sudden. If no one had vaccinated him, he would have reacted like Ye Xiao.
But he believed Ye Xiao would accept it.
After settling Kafka, all that's left is Xinantang.
And Zhu Ronghua's current mood is simply not very good.
Chinatown in San Francisco is the largest Chinatown among all cities in America, with a history of more than 120 years.
The magnificent oriental archway at the entrance and a pair of stone lions on both sides give people a great sense of oppression.
This is the largest Chinatown in the entire Western world.
On the archway, there are also the words inscribed by Mr. Yixian - The world is for the common good.
No one knows that Xin'antang is here.
The so-called "hidden in the city" is probably the truth.
Manors and castles under the name of the Zhu family of Xin'antang are almost all over the West, but the old residence of Xin'antang is still in Chinatown.
A somewhat old-looking Chinese-style building with a rich historical heritage, it is the oldest building in Chinatown.
Xinantang old house reveals the characteristics of Ming Dynasty architecture. It is elegant and steady, with exquisite workmanship, exquisite decoration, delicate and elegant carvings and paintings. Coupled with the heavy sense of history, once you enter, you feel like you have traveled through time and are in the richest place of the Ming Dynasty.
time.
It's not big in scale, but it's unique.
At the end of every month, the Zhu family of Xin'antang holds a family banquet, where several generations live together. On the one hand, it is to communicate with each other, and on the other hand, it is naturally to report on various aspects of the situation.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the entire Xin'antang was brightly lit. Except for those who really couldn't make it back, all members of the Zhu family gathered together.
The head of the family, Zhu Yongchang, has three sons and one daughter in the second generation, Zhu Anran, Zhu Huaide, Zhu Wenxuan, and married Zhu Yuanjia.
The three generations are headed by Zhu Ronghua, with a total of seven boys and three girls, not counting Zhu Yuanjia's children.
Zhu Yuanjia, who is married, is not eligible to participate in the family banquet of Xin'antang, but tonight, five members of Zhu Yuanjia's family also came.
Zhu Yuanjia is a middle-aged beautiful woman. She is looking very proud of herself at this time, but the expressions on the faces of the other members of the Zhu family are a bit strange.
He seems to be a bit gloating about his misfortune, with a touch of disdain and jealousy.
The expression on Zhu Ronghua's face is quite wonderful.
Obviously, it was revealed that he lost 100 billion US dollars.
He was originally very happy to kill Su Mu, but after the ecstasy, he felt pain in his balls.
He wants to catch them alive.
He wanted to get the money back and make a lot of money from Su Mu at the same time.
But now, he has lost 100 billion and paid the killer 10 billion, which means the huge hole is still there.
And if Su Mu is killed, there will be no competitive threat, what the hell!!
He completely offended Ning Yan and could even be said to have become an enemy.
This is equivalent to cutting off most of his way to live in the Zhu family's main sect.
People in the family don't know about this yet. Once the family and grandfather find out about it, Zhu Ronghua's fate will be simply terrible.
How to hide it?
Su Mu!
You piece of shit.
Even if you die, you will cause so much trouble for yourself.
No matter how worried and angry he was, at least on the surface, he had to pretend to be relaxed.
But he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but there was always a shadow hanging over his heart.
It was as if there was a sword hanging over my head, ready to fall at any moment.
That feeling can never go away.
Could it be that Su Mu will turn into a ghost and seek revenge on him?
Zhu Ronghua didn't believe this.
He believed that no matter how powerful Su Mu was, he would definitely be dead at this time.
Or die without a burial place.
Afterwards, he asked someone to inquire and found out that Su Mu's body had disappeared. It might have been picked up and eaten by wild dogs.
We can't blame Zhu Ronghua for being naive, I can only say that this guy is already confused.
And the loss of 100 billion US dollars made Donald beside him so anxious that he couldn't spare any time to determine how Su Mu's body was disposed of after his death.
At 7:30 in the evening, the Zhu family's family banquet in Xin'antang is getting ready to begin.
Zhu Yongchang sat at the head of the big round table, surrounded by a large circle of people. On the left was his eldest son Zhu Anran, and on the right was Zhu Ronghua.
The status of a legitimate son or grandson is naturally higher than that of others.
Especially Zhu Rongan, the candidate recommended by Xin'antang to live in the main house of the sect.
Everyone looked at the head of the family, Zhu Yongchang, quietly, waiting for him to speak.
Xinantang respects him. The old guy looks ordinary, and his clothes are very ordinary. He also has a cane in his hand, and there are age spots on his face. He wears Tang suit and cloth shoes. When he walks on the road, he definitely looks like the old man next door.
But who would have thought that the wealth he holds is measured in trillions?
In front of him, even the president has to bow his head.
There are many rules in the Zhu family, especially the rule of not saying anything when eating or sleeping. When the table is served, the head of the family does not say anything, and no one dares to speak, let alone make a move.
Even though it has been passed down for hundreds of years and the rules are no longer as strict as before, no one dares to be arrogant in front of Zhu Yongchang.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit weird.
Zhu Yongchang didn't speak, and the others could only bow their heads obediently.
Zhu Ronghua's heart slowly reached his throat.
He knew that his brothers and sisters with evil intentions were waiting for his joke at this moment.