Chapter 379: Assassination

Mel family.

In a spacious and luxurious room, the old patriarch of the Mel family has announced his retirement, Mel #George was sitting on a chair with a gloomy expression. In front of him stood two figures, one high and the other low, with their hands down, but they were in front of him. The all-powerful Melkensen outside and Melshaya, who was recently recognized as the most outstanding business talent in the aristocratic circle, both had ugly expressions on their faces.

"Wait until tomorrow morning, all the nobles, knights, and commoners will know that this damn untouchable boy will become the youngest master in the temple!" Sharp Sword, his always gentle eyes were extremely sharp at the moment, and he looked coldly at the slender and slender Melshaya in front of him. Once upon a time, this was his most proud granddaughter, but now, it fills him with disappointment and anger.

"The news of Master Marstar is temporarily blocked and cannot be known by the directors of the consortium." George stared at Melshaya and said, "You have full control over this matter, which was originally taken as if you entered the consortium. The first glorious deed, but, you have the resources and connections of the entire consortium, and you have smashed this matter, even a person who has no background and is a pariah can't handle it!"

Hearing his suppressed anger voice, Melshaya bit her lower lip slightly, and kneaded the corners of her skirt with her fingers, saying, "Grandpa, everything was planned, I didn't expect that he turned out to be real. With such ability, in a short period of time after the creation of the 'Lightning Rod', he actually created a legendary magic technique, which is something no one could have predicted, and I too..."

George slapped his palm on the table fiercely, and said angrily, "What are you? You don't know any possibility to kill him before he resists? How did I teach you, you must never be soft-hearted in the face of the enemy, and you can't Teasing, even an injured skinny dog, when pressed, will turn towards you, even if it can't hurt you, it will stain you! You can't even remember such a simple truth!"

"Furthermore, during the seven or eight days he was outside the giant wall, he cut off all contact with the inside of the wall, let you attack, and gave you all his back. You still can't put him to death! If you do it before he comes back, Let him notoriety, let him be wanted by the military, and show solid evidence to convince him of his crimes, how can he dare to show his face? What are you talking about submitting magic?"

Melshaya was stunned, bit her lip tightly, and said, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong, I will take responsibility for this matter."

"Responsible?" George seemed to have heard the biggest joke, but he didn't laugh, his tone was cold to the bone, and said, "What can you be responsible for? Even if he is an ordinary master, you can't be responsible, not to mention he is the youngest There are infinite possibilities, and he also created a new magic system. If the new magic system can stand the test of time, do you know what kind of person he will become? To destroy our Mellon consortium, like Squeezing a mosquito to death is easy, with just one word from him, all the nobles and all the commoners will target us and cut off all trade, do you understand?!"

Melshaya's face turned pale, realizing that things were much more complicated than she had imagined, and she felt even more remorse and remorse in her heart. She also expected to see the boy's helpless appearance, but now it seemed that her expectations were Like a sarcasm and a joke.

"Father." Melkenson said, "It doesn't help to blame Shaya now. This kid has just become a master, his status is not stable, and he has no time to establish his connections. We can only go to the dark one way now. He doesn't want to Going to the frontline battlefield, we can send people to take the opportunity to obliterate him at the time of war, as long as he dies, no honor, no halo."

George glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said, "It can only be like this now, but it can only be successful, not failure, otherwise, the loss of our Mellon consortium will be immeasurable, don't forget, there are other five The evil tiger is staring at us."

"I will, I will get through the military and let the 'shadow' infiltrate his escort,

Kill him when he is not prepared, he is only an intermediate hunter, although he is a rare "Dread Dye" magic mark, his frontal combat power is average, and he is still a hunter. With the ability of "shadow", killing him like Chopping vegetables is just as easy. ' said Melkenson.

George nodded slightly, glanced at Melshaya, and said, "During this period of time, you should go back and think about it, and all the affairs in your hands will be terminated. When you reflect on your mistakes, we will talk about it."

Melshaya clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, bowed her head and said, "I see, Grandpa, I'm sorry."

"Go." George said coldly.

Melshaya felt a pain in her heart and turned and left the room.

After she left, George turned his head and said to Melkenson: "I heard that the old guy Flynn came to negotiate? Hmph, let us pay one million gold coins? Also cede a giant wall passage? This is to get Our money, destroy us again, let us be paralyzed, this old fox, since he left our consortium, he has really become more and more cunning, I didn't see this old man thinking so much before!"

Melkenson said slowly: "Father, let's negotiate with them and allow them, even if we send them a million gold coins, they will not pose any threat to us, but if we can promise them with this treaty, Maybe they will think that we really believed what they said, and it will also help our assassination operation, and when the kid is dead, let this old fox spit it out!"

George nodded slightly, "Yes, but you have to act real."

"Um."

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After Fulin and others left, Du Dian called Noyce and explained to him that he would never see him for any visit.

As he expected, in the afternoon of that day, various financial groups came to visit, and some wealthy people who got gossip from nowhere, as well as the knight family, also came to send gifts and congratulations.

Du Dian saw the endless stream of visitors in the window on the second floor, with a hint of emotion in his eyes, closed the curtains, and continued his studies.

the next day.

Du Di'an looked at the morning paper, as he expected, he became a master, made military legendary magic, and the new magic system, covering most of the newspaper pages, even in the military newspaper, he will be donated to the military for free. The story of the legendary magic 'Steam Gun', as the headline report, is the details of last night's Golden Wall War.

However, there was no article in the military newspaper that clarified the previous savages' confession. Obviously, it is too fake to publish such a report at this moment.

Du Di'an was very satisfied, and the military department was quite smart.

In addition to the military department, the special report of the temple is even more exaggerated. It was completely washed away by his reports. Almost all reports were about Du Dian, including becoming a master, donating magic techniques, and analyzing steam kinetic energy, etc. Also invited the master to come out to explain the advantages and disadvantages of this new kinetic energy, etc. There is only one report about the Golden Wall War.

Du Dian looked at it and smiled slightly. It is estimated that the entire Temple of Elements has exploded at the moment, and since the newspaper appeared, there should be a lot of people in the temple who have transferred to the research of Qi system magic, but most of these people They are all people in the original divine arts system, who have reached the bottleneck and stopped moving forward, trying to seek new breakthroughs, but they are not very valuable talents.

Du Dian also looked at the reports of other consortiums. Perhaps it was because he sent someone to say hello yesterday. All the consortiums also actively reported on it. All the news agencies and newspapers in the six consortiums were all headlined by his news. , even the Mellon consortium, even spared no effort to publicize his business, without the slightest nitpicking or bad hints.

When Du Di'an saw this, he smiled lightly, "It seems that Mr. Fulin's eloquence is good, but it's too late." After speaking, he suddenly raised his brows, faintly felt that something was wrong, and fell into contemplation. 8 For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit our school