Prince looked at Lucifer coldly, but his heart was shocked.
This guy is far stronger than I thought.
To the outside world, he is a super S-level water control superpower.
However, he has actually broken through to the double S level and is a true peerless strongman.
Lucifer is just a S-level. Even if he has a trump card, he can only be super S-level.
He actually has the strength to threaten his life.
Today, I miscalculated.
He was sure to hurt Lucifer, but he would never be able to kill him.
The superpower has a vicious circle.
To siege and kill masters of the same level, at least eight or nine or even ten people need to join forces.
However, if you want to self-destruct and die with the other party, one person can hold ten burials of the same level.
Of course Prince refused to explode himself.
He hasn't lived enough yet.
Then, it is equivalent to offsetting it with Lucifer.
On the other side, there is also a terrifying Blood Duke, a former killer king of the world.
He believed that Ye Xiao might not do anything.
But what about that damn Blood Duke?
Prince had never fought with Su Mu, but he also knew his horror.
He must be a super strong man, otherwise, how could Lucifer surrender?
Moreover, it was a super strong man who was piled up from a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Killing Kafka is not under any pressure for such a person.
Prince finally couldn't help saying:
"His Royal Highness of the Blood Duke, if you hurt him, I swear that the entire organization will use all means to fight against all those around you who have something to do with you until... we die, or you die."
As if he was afraid that his words would anger Su Mu, he said again:
“This is not a threat.”
Kafka sighed in his heart.
He knew that this time he had a big time.
Because when Su Mu was talking at Prince, his eyes didn't move, just like... watching a show.
What does this look mean?
It means that Su Mu didn't even take Prince's words to heart.
Where did he get the confidence?
Su Mu only smiled and said:
"The entire Eastern ancient martial arts world knows that some people cannot mess with it, because it is a god-like existence, and I am such a person, a bullshit killer organization, relying on the so-called century-old superpower behind it
If you support me, you dare to plot against me?"
Kafka looked at Su Mu in shock, with the expression on his face extremely ugly.
How could he know?
But now, it is no longer time to consider this issue.
What is this guy in Dongfang?
Just an ancient martial artist, is it said that his sect is very strong?
What a joke?
So powerful, why did he keep hanging in the West a few years ago?
Didn’t it that he offended a super force in the ancient martial arts world in the East and could no longer survive in the East and then went to the West to be a shit-scratcher?
However, Su Mu's words clearly revealed some powerful contempt.
Kafka's feeling now is very dreamy.
The most terrible thing is that he has suffered such embarrassment in front of his former subordinates.
At this time, Ye Xiao could neither express sympathy nor persuade him in front of his old boss, nor could he comfort him, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
He was confused, but he still understood a little.
There is a mysterious man who represents the North American Skeleton and Bones Society and the committee behind the top ten Japanese Fusang consortiums. He found Kafka and asked him to be Su Mu.
I happened to meet this idiot Zhu Ronghua again and made such a reward.
Su Mu's name is on the taboo list of major super killer organizations.
Of course, ordinary killer organizations are not qualified to know this list.
And how could those who can be on this list worry about the assassination of these little Karami?
Now, Kafka violated this taboo and secretly accepted the transaction of a mysterious person.
Of course, if this is replaced by yourself, it will inevitably kill the danger in the cradle.
Now I have already seen the dagger, and I will start to do it if I have a disagreement.
The former boss is in a downside of being suppressed.
Ye Xiao spitted and said embarrassedly to Su Mu:
"Oh, give me some face and have a good talk."
If someone else dared to say this, if Su Mu didn't speak, Lucifer would have to spit it out in one mouthful.
Who are you?
But Ye Xiao said this, Su Mu had to give him this face.
He glanced at Ye Xiao and said with a smile:
"Old Ye, you speak out, I will definitely give you face. In this way, I will advise your former boss that as long as he is loyal to me, I will spare him and will use a large enough amount of money to acquire his organization in full.
Then, you go and be the leader of Damocles."
Ye Xiao couldn't jump up.
Peat.
I know you have money, but if you spend so much money, you will sooner or later go bankrupt.
But can I really be the boss of the current boss?
This proposal is very tempting.
Seeing Ye Xiao’s face full of confusion, Su Mu said seriously:
"Old Ye, you know me, I am actually a person who is afraid of trouble. And I have no ambitions, I just want to waste my time with the women around me. You also know that they are all very beautiful and cute. Killers have such a promising industry.
, Don’t you want to continue and become bigger and stronger?”
"What are you...!"
Ye Xiao forced a smile and said angrily:
"I have no experience either."
Su Mu said happily:
"Kafka can help you. As your deputy, Kafka, I know what your plan is with the other party. In more than a month, the underground national war between China and Fuzona is about to begin. I want to do it.
I won't let me participate, right?"
Kafka looked at him in shock, and even Prince couldn't help but be surprised.
You know everything, and you're asking Jiba.
This is clearly a deliberate digging of a hole for us to jump.
In other words, if you are not familiar with Chinese culture, otherwise Kafka would jump up and yell at the grandson's drunkard's intention is not to drink.
What else are you talking about now?
Or die.
Or drop.
But surrender is not as simple as a single sentence.
Kafka was worried that as soon as he knelt down here, someone would be taken over by the old nest again.
He didn't believe that Su Mu could protect his organization.
After thinking about it, Kafka gritted his teeth and said:
"Your Highness, I want to know that you are in the Eastern World..."
Su Mu smiled contemptuously.
Lucifer had already put away the dark wings behind him and looked at Kafka and sighed:
"You are really... ignorant. My master is the real pride of heaven in the ancient martial arts world in the East. His sect is called Tianxing, and he is the young master of Tianxing."
Kafka was a little confused, but Prince didn't fall off his eyes.
He looked at Su Mu in horror and blurted out:
"How... possible?"
Lucifer smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
Kafka turned his head and looked at Prince, but Prince looked directly at Su Mu with a haunted expression:
"Damn it, since you are...why are you interested in Western Super Powers?"
Su Mu smiled.
"You can think of it as my personal hobby, I have a collection habit."
Take your sister.
Prince said to Kafka very simply:
"Sell yourself."
Kafka's face froze, then nodded with gritted teeth:
"Your Highness, how much do you think is appropriate?"
Su Mu laughed:
"I'm going to use a message as a payment, how about?"
Kafka almost didn't get angry.
Shameless.
So shameless.
But Su Mu felt that he was losing money.
Do you think you are the Holy See? The Dark Council?
For these valuable super-powered organizations in the West, even the Bloodborne Society and the Valhalla are not qualified to know.
You cannon fodder, can you save you?
It would be nice if you didn't ask me to look for it.