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 killer organization.
So what if you rank second in the world?
With his current strength, he can easily destroy it with every move.
As for being a villain in front of Ye Xiao, Su Mu was even less pressured.
He is not a good person at all.
Who is the good guy? Is it okay to offer a reward for the killer to kill himself? Then he will take the killer into trouble?
So, there is no pressure at all!
But Kafka felt extremely humiliated.
Even if the bloodborne people suddenly appeared, he didn't think that it was a good deal for Su Mu to exchange allegiance with the so-called bullshit news for the entire organization.
But if he didn't agree today, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of this room.
So, what is the saying in China?
A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him.
Su Mu was very satisfied with the final result.
The wine on the coffee table finally came in handy. Without Ye Xiao’s four people, each pouring a cup, Ye Xiao could only blow at the bottle.
"Congratulations, Lao Ka and Lord Sea God, you have found the organization from now on. I will be responsible for your safety. Of course, the premise is that you do not commit suicide."
After hearing this, Prince was a little thoughtful, but Kafka looked ugly, a bit like a slutty expression.
This trip, I missed my grandma's house.
Ye Xiao also looked at Su Mu with a strange look, and his expression seemed a little resentful.
Su Mu reached out to put his hand on his shoulder:
"Have you thought of a new code name?"
Miss your sister.
Ye Xiao actually doesn't want to be a bullshit leader at all.
How free to be a killer?
Anyway, he is very depressed now, for various reasons.
Su Mu also knew that this incident was a bit sudden today. If no one gave him a vaccination, he would have reacted with Ye Xiao.
But he believed Ye Xiao would accept it.
After Kafka was settled, the rest was Xin'antang.
And Zhu Ronghua is in a very good mood now.
Chinatown in San Francisco is the largest Chinatown among all cities in Amelica, 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 is also the word written by Mr. Yixian - Tianxia is the Lord.
No one knows that Xin'antang is here.
The so-called "Large in the market" is probably the truth.
The manors and castles under the name of the Zhu family in Xin'antang are almost all over the West, but the old houses in Xin'antang are still in Chinatown.
A Chinese-style building that looks a bit old, with a strong historical heritage and is the oldest building in the entire Chinatown.
The old house of Xin'antang exudes the characteristics of Ming Dynasty architecture, elegant and steady, exquisite workmanship, exquisite decoration, delicate and elegant carvings and color paintings, coupled with the heavy feeling of history, it feels like traveling through time as soon as you enter, and you are in the richest of the Ming Dynasty.
time.
Not big in scale, but unique.
At the end of each month, the Zhu family in Xin'antang holds a family dinner, and several generations live together. On the one hand, it is to connect with each other, and on the other hand, it is naturally to report on all aspects of the situation.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, the entire Xin'an Hall was brightly lit. Except for those who really couldn't get back, everyone else gathered together.
The head of the family, Zhu Yongchang, is a second generation, three male and one female, Zhu Anran, Zhu Huaide, and Zhu Wenxuan, and Zhu Yuanjia who was married.
The three generations and one Zhu Ronghua was the leader, with a total of seven men and three women, not counting Zhu Yuanjia's children.
Zhu Yuanjia, who got married, was not qualified to attend the family dinner in Xin'antang, but tonight, Zhu Yuanjia's family of five also came.
Zhu Yuanjia is a middle-aged beauty. At this time, she was looking proud, but the other people in the Zhu family had a bit strange expressions.
It seems a little gloating, and a little bit of contempt and jealousy.
The expression on Zhu Ronghua's face was quite wonderful.
Obviously, he was exposed for losing 100 billion US dollars.
He was originally very happy to kill Su Mu, but after ecstasy, he felt a pain.
He wants to catch the living.
He wanted to get the money back and make a lot of money on Su Mu.
But now, he lost 100 billion and paid another 10 billion to killer, which means that the huge hole is still there.
And killing Su Mu will be missing the threat of competition, but it’s so fucking!!
He completely offended Ning Yan, and could even be said to have become an enemy.
This is equivalent to him cutting off most of the way to move into the Zhu family sect.
Now the people at home don’t know about this. Once they are known to their families and grandfather, Zhu Ronghua’s fate can be said to be terrible.
How to hide it?
Su Mu!
You are such a mess.
You will cause such a big trouble for yourself even if you die.
No matter how worried and angry he was in his heart, at least he had to pretend to be relaxed on the surface.
But I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but a shadow is always shrouded in his heart.
It was as if there was a sword hanging on its head, and it was about to fall off at all times.
That feeling can't disappear like this.
Could it be that Su Mu will turn into a ghost to seek revenge on him?
Zhu Ronghua doesn't believe this.
He believed that no matter how powerful Su Mu was, he would definitely die at this time.
Still dead without a burial place.
Afterwards, he asked someone to inquire. Su Mu's body disappeared, maybe he was taken away by a wild dog and eaten.
Zhu Ronghua can't be blamed for being too naive. I can only say that this guy is already in a mess.
The loss of 100 billion US dollars made Donald by his side very worried and could not spare time to determine how to deal with the body after Su Mu died.
At 7:30 pm, the family dinner in the Zhu family in Xin'antang was about to begin.
Zhu Yongchang sat on the main seat of the big round table, surrounded by people, with the eldest son Zhu Anran on the left and Zhu Ronghua on the right.
The legitimate son and the legitimate grandson are naturally one year higher than the others.
Especially Zhu Rong'an, who was launched by Xin'antang and was the candidate to move into the sect leader's family.
Everyone looked at the head of the family Zhu Yongchang quietly, waiting for him to speak.
Xin'antang respects him as the most respected. The old guy looks ordinary and dresses very ordinary. He is also leaning on a crutch on his hands, and has age spots on his face. He wears Tang cloth shoes. When walking on the road, he is definitely an old man next door.
But who would have thought that the wealth he held would be calculated in trillions of dollars?
In front of him, even the president has to bow his head.
The Zhu family has many rules, especially when they don’t eat or sleep, when they go to the table, the head of the family doesn’t speak, no one dares to speak, let alone do anything.
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 presumptuous in front of Zhu Yongchang.
The atmosphere at the dining table was a bit weird.
Zhu Yongchang didn't speak, and the others could only bow their heads obediently.
Zhu Ronghua's heart slowly hangs in his throat.
He knew that his ill-hearted brothers and sisters were waiting for his joke at this moment.