Chapter 40 2 Cooperations!

After speaking in that disguised tone, Donna hung up the phone without waiting for Lothar 11 to speak.

"I hope this young master doesn't cry."

"After all, he is one of the few good guys among those guys."

After evaluating Lothar 11 with such words, the lady who planned everything in front of her suddenly staggered. Although she stood firm in the next moment, it still made the soldier who followed her tremble.

"Deputy chief?"

Thors' eyes were full of worry, and his voice asked with concern.

He knew very well why they were able to complete this seemingly coincidental design so smoothly.

In addition to the seamless plan of the deputy leader, he borrowed the power of that 'thing'.

If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to hide the hidden existences in the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Of course, such 'borrowing' is not for nothing.

Yes, there is a price to pay.

"fine."

"It's still under control."

"Cough cough cough."

Before the words to appease the subordinates were finished, Donna coughed again and again.

Scarlet appeared in the palm of his hand covering his mouth.

Donna looked at the scarlet with helplessness in her eyes.

The backlash was more violent than she imagined.

There was not much time left for her.

"Tors, we're going to speed up."

Saying such words, Donna walked outside quickly.

Thors looked at the back of the deputy leader, opened his mouth slightly, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it at all.

In the end, he took out his gun and fired three shots at Send 3 and the middle-aged secretary each, and then quickly chased after him.

click!

The iron door closed again.

Everything was quiet again.

And Lothar 11, who was holding the phone, froze in place.

who I am?

where am I?

what am i doing?

What do you mean by 'Master, it's all settled'?

What have I told you to do?

And who are you?

Lothar 11 felt weak for a while, leaned against the wall, and just knelt down in the corridor.

He seemed to have seen a huge pot fall from the sky and landed on him.

Can't explain clearly!

The other party will not give him a chance to explain!

Or……

The people around won't give him a chance to explain!

How to do?

How to do?

How to do?

Lothar Eleven's mind kept rolling over this question.

In fact, the answer was in his heart.

If he wants to survive, he can only grasp his existing 'power'!

Then, show yourself.

final compromise.

Only in this way can he survive.

but!

Lothar Eleven was sure that if he did, he would fall into the other's trap.

And if not?

He just had to wait to die.

Dilemma!

"What is your real purpose?"

Lothar Eleven whispered to himself.

At this moment, Lothar 11 still couldn't see clearly what the other party's purpose was.

Not even a reliable guess at all.

Create another 'riot' in the 'Game Building'?

Will not!

The first time, it was an accident, it was an unpredictable mistake, the other party occupied the right time and place, and it was planned for a long time.

Now!

The entire 'Game Building' has already been heavily guarded, and it is impossible for such a thing to happen again.

As for provoking a war between the 'Lothar Family' and the 'Send Family'?

Even more impossible.

It is impossible for his eldest brother and father to fight with the 'Send Family' because of him.

If the 'Send family' is held accountable, he will definitely be handed over.

After all, he is the 11th heir to the family, and the family will not bear any more for him.

Tears started to flow out again involuntarily.

He was afraid.

He was afraid.

He was a little reluctant to accept the consequences of making this decision.

But, he wants to live!

Thinking of this, he pressed the button of the wrist electronic watch.

The next moment, the four Beard who were playing in the corridor walked in.

"Master Lothar Eleven?"

The four Beard looked at Lothar 11 kneeling there in surprise.

"My knees are a little stiff, and the doctor advised me to do more squats."

With those words, Lothar 11 stood up against the wall.

Squat?

Beard, Pells, Rosslow, and Karen looked at each other.

The four of them knew what squatting was like, and Lothar 11's actions just now had nothing to do with squatting at all.

However, the four did not ask questions.

Not only is the four of them very interesting, but also because Lothar 11's face is very serious at the moment.

Rarely serious.

That is the solemnity that comes only in life and death.

"We're about to be in a corner now!"

"There is still a chance for you to leave now!"

"Don't rashly agree because of my identity and friendship, now it's really about life and death!"

"More dangerous than before?"

Beard asked.

"Well, it's more dangerous than before."

"It can be said that the previous riots and the current danger are nothing short of paediatric."

"So, if you want to leave, I will arrange for you to leave immediately."

Lothar 11 looked at the four and said.

Lothar 11 still cherishes the four people who have fought with him.

He didn't want the incident to involve the four of them.

After all, that bastard was after him from the beginning.

Four people have been dragged down once before.

This time, he didn't want to do it.

Everyone should have a choice for everyone, shouldn't they?

The four were stunned.

They certainly don't think Lothar 11 is joking.

But because of this, it becomes hesitant.

die?

Who can face it calmly?

About half a minute later, Rosslow was the first to stand up.

"Sorry, Master Lothar Eleven, I have a wife and daughter."

Ross Luo looked ashamed.

"nothing."

"You are the most innocent. You were originally involved, so don't take it to heart."

Lothar Eleven smiled and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

"I wish to accompany Roslow."

"I'm a little tired of my current life."

Beard was the second to speak.

"I don't want to live the life I have now, and I don't even have a cat."

Pells is the third.

"Um."

"I understand."

"I don't want to live the life I have now."

"But I'm not as lucky as you."

Lothar Eleven sighed.

Then, the eleventh heir to the 'Lothar Family' watched the three of them leave.

Turning his head, he looked at Karen.

Although I said a lot of objective things before, when I met someone who was really willing to stay, Lothar 11 was still very moved.

"Karen, thank you..."

"I stay because of Lord Jason."

Without waiting for Lothar 11's words to finish, the 'Golden Lamb' emphasized.

Then, the whole person walked towards the 'Murderer's Apartment' at the end of the corridor.

Lothar 11's moved expression froze on his face.

"Karen, I think you can tell me later, or not at all, it will make me feel better."

While talking, Lothar 11 chased after him.

"Mom said to be an honest person."

The 'Golden Lamb' replied like this, and stopped in front of the 'door' of Jason's room.

"But sometimes, white lies are desirable."

Lothar 11 once again opened the 'door' of Jason's room, he walked in side by side with the 'Golden Lamb', without any courtesy, sat on the sofa familiarly, looking at the Jason, who held up the grilled lamb chops, kept typing commands on his wrists in his hand - since you want to live, you have to work hard.

Karen consciously stepped aside.

He stared at Jason and Lothar 11 with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

What's better than being with Jason?

Of course, Lothar 11 is also there.

It was great to be with his two saviours.

Simple Karen thought so.

However, Lothar 11's face became more and more ugly.

Because no one responded to the orders he issued.

Quite simply, he was ignored.

In other words, no one is optimistic about him.

"That's right, after all, I'm just a piece of shit who lives by the 'Lothar Family'!"

"When the family is likely to hand me over in exchange for peace..."

"Who dares to help me?"

Lothar Eleven smiled wryly, then raised his hand and placed an order on the PDA in the room.

He ordered wine again.

At this time, he didn't want anything but alcohol.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

The spirits are in the throat, and the heart is sad.

Lothar 11 couldn't help but babble.

Once again, he talked about his dreams, his daily life, and the fact that he was hit by a 'pot'.

"How can I be so good?"

"If I was so good, I would have arranged everything by now!"

"Do you still need to borrow the power in the 'Game Building'?"

"not to mention……"

"I was also rejected!"

"Sure enough, I'm a piece of shit!"

As Lothar 11 spoke, tears flowed again.

Then, he looked at Jason's back and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Jason, I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver the food I promised you."

He's going to die soon.

Although he values ​​promises, he really can't keep them.

Jason, who was chewing lamb chops, frowned.

Although the free nutritious meals have high nutritional value, he doesn't want to eat those things all the time in the days to come. He still likes natural foods like lamb chops in his hands.

Thinking of this, Jason spoke up.

"You are so good."

Jason said lightly.

"Do not make jokes."

"Others don't know, don't you know?"

"I'm just a piece of shit."

Lothar Eleven shrugged helplessly.

"Yeah, no one else knows."

Jason increased his tone.

Others don't know!

Lothar 11 was startled, and then a bold idea came to mind.

"You, you mean?"

Lothar 11 looked at Jason who turned around, and his voice stuttered a little.

"Other people don't know you're pretending."

"Then you are real."

"You are the one who arranged everything: Lothar 11."

Jason reiterated, stressed.

Lothar Eleven's eyes lit up.

He seemed to grasp the meaning of Jason's words, and he seemed to see a solution to the current situation. Although drinking poison to quench thirst, it was better than sitting still.

Immediately, though, Lothar Eleven frowned.

There is one key point!

"The bluff is destined to be fake, even if we're just trying to get through the difficult times at hand, but these guys will never give in because of my simplest 'bluff'."

"At least……"

"It takes at least one or two people to 'prove' that I'm the one who laid out everything."

After Lothar 11 paused, he looked at Jason.

Among the people present, only Jason has this ability.

Jason didn't back down.

Because, a chaotic situation is what he wants.

And what could be better for him than killing one or two people who needed to 'prove' Lothar 11?

Naturally, more and more accurate 'benefits' are obtained.

Under the watchful eyes of Lothar 11, he spoke his terms.

"On the basis of existing ordinary, cherished food, I needed something special - something that has special power."

"Items with special powers?"

"Can!"

"But I can't guarantee that I will find it!"

"These things are very rare for my heir, especially in my family. My father and eldest brother strictly forbid me and other brothers and sisters to touch these things."

Lothar 11 said frankly.

"What kind of ranking can access such an item?"

Jason asked.

"At least a 5-6 pick!"

"Before 3, there must be!"

"Even if not, there will be people with similar powers to protect!"

Lothar Eleven replied.

Jason nodded quietly.

Sender 3's death, he has always been suspicious.

Since the world in front of him has the power of the "mysterious side", with the power of the hundreds of families, it is impossible not to equip or arrange such power for the heirs of his own family.

And now, it's obvious that Sender 3 has a "mysterious side" bodyguard around him.

But!

That 'behind-the-scenes planner' is stronger!

Or to be more precise: targeted!

"Give me a name or two, we need the immediate kind."

Jason said exactly.

"Dorsey, the head of security at the 'Game Building'."

"Klink, the head of the 'Game Building' mobile team."

"The two of them are responsible for the security of the entire building, and they are also the people who have mastered the guarding power of the entire building. I was the first to contact them before."

Lothar 11 said.

"Um."

Jason nodded, showing that he understood.

Then, instead of acting immediately, he pointed to Lothar 11's cell phone.

Lothar 11 was taken aback.

Then, the eleventh heir to the 'Lothar Family' thought of something.

"impossible?"

Lothar Eleven asked softly.

There was some hesitation and uncertainty in his voice.

"Believe me, since she dares to kill Sende 3 and let you take the blame, she will surely let the blame fall on you, without the slightest shake. Therefore, Dorsey, Klink, she must Will kill for you, but she'll let you give you reassurances, or something - don't worry, delay for a while, I'd love to see her other ways."

Jason explained.

"clear!"

Lothar Eleven nodded.

The 11th heir to the 'Lothar Family' didn't feel the slightest bit of anger because Jason didn't explain this when he just put forward the conditions.

On the contrary, Lothar Eleven breathed a sigh of relief.

Because, Jason could have said nothing.

Even, do nothing.

But Jason not only said it, but also took the risk himself.

This, in Lothar 11's view, is honesty.

This is the kind of candor that Lothar Eleven needs at the moment.

Is there anything more valuable than a helping hand in times of desperation?

That is the person who reached out was not deceived.

Lothar Eleven stretched out his right hand.

He looked at Jason expectantly.

After a little hesitation, Jason also stretched out his right hand.

After one small and one big palm squeezed hard, Lothar Eleven laughed.

"Happy cooperation!"

With the cooperation of Lothar 11, Jason turned around and strode away.

Step, step!

The stride begins with a steady and powerful stride.

But just taking a few steps, it becomes light and erratic.

Jason's figure also disappeared.

Like a stone thrown into the river.

Although layers of ripples appeared, the stone itself disappeared.

And eventually, the ripples will disappear.

The river water will return to the same.

As if nothing had changed.

But is it really so?

Probably not.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people it is the same, but the subtleties are very different.

Especially when this river, called—

destiny!