Seven Hundred and Eighteenth Gather the Lunatics

In a dimly lit basement somewhere, a man in gray cloth sat in a dark corner, staring at other shadows in the basement with a pair of cold eyes.

It was private land, and a poor, hopeless private land at that. The owner here is a middle-aged man in the corner, and his current expression is enough to scare a child into crying.

Not all villains will have labels written on their faces. The main reason for making such an obvious appearance is because they are really afraid to talk about the things they are discussing in the spacious and bright living room.

A man spoke with a hint of excitement and hoarseness in his tone: "He has finally come out of his lair! As long as he leaves Siris... the security around him will not be so impeccable."

"We have been preparing for this operation for more than a year... Now that he has come to the door by himself, don't blame us for being ruthless." Another man nodded and echoed.

In the darkness, the hoarse voice spoke again, with an orderly tone: "The original plan has been cancelled, and we are looking for another interception location... It seems that it is not convenient to move on the road, and their defense focus is also on the road. .”

"It's time, it's time for him to leave this world!" An old man's voice sounded, filled with excitement: "I can finally avenge my motherland!"

"As long as he's dead! Alan Hill's doomsday plan will destroy most of the worlds, and by then, a brand new world belonging to us will be born." He rubbed his crutches as he spoke.

Those who can come here, those who dare to come here, and those who stand here at all costs, everyone has their own hatred.

They hated this world, hated Alan Hill, hated the Emperor Chris of the Alan Hill Empire who changed the whole world.

So they wanted to kill the emperor at all costs, even if the whole world was buried with him. They want to avenge their family, their motherland, and their wealth, even if they lose their lives!

In the eyes of these people, even letting demons rule the entire world is much better than letting Chris rule the world.

Of course, the aristocratic man in front of him with a not-so-simple status offered him a generous offer that none of them would refuse.

"Don't worry! As long as that bastard Chris dies, a new world will come! At that time, you will have countless lands... You can definitely regain the glory that was lost in the past!" The man with a hoarse voice spoke, Every word is full of delusion.

His words made everyone present eager to try: "No matter how powerful the nuclear bomb is,

It will only destroy important cities... Our security fortresses are all in the countryside, and they will not be directly hit by nuclear bombs! "

"What's more, you have all built reliable underground bunkers and secretly hoarded food! As long as you survive the first round of blows safely, this world belongs to you!" He outlined a bright future, one that belongs to them A bright future: "At that time, those who survive will still need to be led by others, and you will stand out and become the leaders of the rest!"

"Besides, no one can say whether that bullshit doomsday plan will be carried out or not!" The man with a hoarse voice was full of firmness, and every time he spoke, the people in the dark basement would be more excited : "We have internal support in Alan Hill. When the time comes, they will stop the doomsday plan... Don't worry!"

"Really?" Hearing the good news, a man stood up from where he was sitting and asked excitedly.

"That's really great!" Another black shadow laughed.

"Finally, is the world that belongs to us coming?" The wrinkles on the face of the old man who was leaning on a gorgeous crutch were also twisted together, as if they were blooming evil flowers.

"Of course it is true! Our power is greater than you imagined! A new world is coming! Send Chris, the source of all evil, to hell!" A hoarse voice echoed in the room.

"Send Chris, the source of all evil, to hell!" Others also shouted like a pilgrimage, and the slogans were repeated one after another in the narrow basement.

If a soldier from the Irish Guards came in at this time, he would definitely feel that the atmosphere here was very exciting. Look at these hysterical lunatics, it's like they've assassinated Chris and taken over the world.

"Everyone, go back and prepare! As long as Chris steps into our trap, the rest will be easy!" The hoarse man stood up, stretched out his hands, and ended the secret conversation.

Several people got up one after another and walked out of the dark basement. When they were bathed in the sun, they wore gorgeous costumes, and their faces were full of kindness and humility.

Just like what I said before, bad guys will not stab their own sins in the face, they are still a group of good guys worthy of admiration in their own world.

The only man who didn't walk out of the basement turned around at this time, and said to the darkness behind him, "Do you find it interesting to deceive a group of fools like this?"

"It's nothing. Since ambition has devoured their souls, they are destined to be manipulated by us." In the darkness, a voice replied softly: "They don't even know if Alan Hill won't activate the doomsday plan." Can you believe it, what else can stop their greed?"

"Idiots know that the top management of Alan Hill is almost monolithic. If you want to avoid the investigation of the guards, it is even more difficult to put an idler in, let alone seduce a confidant of Chris." The voice sneered. One sound, as if talking to himself.

The man glanced at the darkness: "Relying on this group of idiots, or this group of lunatics, can our plan to assassinate Chris be successful?"

"Let's hope it succeeds, there must always be hope..." The voice in the darkness said lightly, "Do you think we are the only ones in this world who want Chris to die? No, there are too many lunatics who think so! All we have to do is get these lunatics together, and they'll try."

"I hope our plan won't be revealed in advance, otherwise...you and I will be lost forever." The man walked towards the door, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"Trust me! I don't want to die either..." The voice in the darkness became smaller and smaller, as if it had gone away.

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