Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 887: Showdown

One of the five bodyguards behind him had a mysterious identity. It was an expert borrowed from General Eliphant. Over the years, Old Baker had given the fat pig a lot of benefits. Now was naturally the time to obtain a reward from him. As for the expert recommended by Eliphant, Old Baker naturally wouldn't let down his guard. Before the invitation, he had Lightning test him, but in the end, Lightning was unable to endure even a minute under his hands.

Only then did Old Baker regard it as his trump card and bring it with him tonight. This strong man was naturally used to deal with Horn. However, Horn was a legendary expert who had once entered the Nether Domain Star. Even though he hadn't seen him wielding a saber or a gun in all these years, Old Baker still didn't dare to take it lightly. The expert said that there were five points, but he only had three left. However, it was already worth it for him to have the confidence to suppress Horn.

Old Baker might not have no intention of taking a big gamble if he set the venue for the negotiations in Vegas tonight. Back then, when Horn had just taken over the clan and was not a legend, he had already gambled. In the end, he lost. The price of losing was to hibernate for decades and put the lives of his three sons at stake. If he lost the bet today, there would probably be no such person as Old Baker in the world.

But I won't lose. Old Baker's triangular eyes were filled with a fierce light. With the arrangement in the dark and the trump card in the back, Old Baker asked himself that he was fully prepared.

Successfully, he walked into the room Tyre had prepared for tonight's negotiations.

The room was small but exquisite. There was a partition at the entrance and a golden sailboat was placed in the middle for decoration. There was a row of sofas and armchairs on both sides. The lobby manager was blocked by lightning a few steps away and told Old Baker to the effect that his bodyguards could only stay here. As for the main hall, they could only let Lei Lian accompany them. Old Baker looked at the bodyguard in disguise. The latter was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his expression. However, Old Baker assumed that he had no problem with his last objection. So he brought lightning into the hall. The hall was brightly lit, and the extra tables and chairs were moved to one piece. Under the high-hanging crystal lamp, there was only a long black table and several armchairs, and there was nothing else.

Old Baker muttered "shabby" in his heart, only to see Terry, who still had an explosive hair shape, walk over loudly. "Dear Uncle Baker, you're finally here. I thought you changed your mind on the spur of the moment," he said to Old Baker from afar.

Without any surprise, Tyre was stopped by lightning. Muna's security director never cared who the other party was. Old Baker gave a dry cough and Lightning turned around. Tyre no longer wanted to hug the old man. Instead, he handed Old Baker a cigar and blinked, "Are you ready?"

"What?" Old Baker pretended to be confused.

Tell laughed and didn't ask anymore.

As soon as the old man sat down at one end of the long table, he heard Ederick's laughter from outside. Tyre and Old Baker were not surprised. Both of them were old gods sitting on their armchairs. A moment later, Ederick and Horn arrived together. The only difference between the two was that Horn was followed by Anna, while Ederick didn't even bring a bodyguard.

The four of them finally sat down.

Old Baker looked at Ederick and sneered, "Fatty, you want to join the fun?"

"Can't you? Just let the old man come, and don't allow me to be there. Since we have to negotiate anyway, then I want to talk about it as well." Ederick took out a sausage from his jacket pocket, tore open the package and began to eat it in large mouthfuls.

Old Baker rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about me owning your property after your old bastard dies." "It tastes terrible, like pig food. Feed Tyre, I'm hungry," Ederick tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.

'"Can I get you a steak?" Tyre said unhappily.

"Three!" Ederick stretched out three fat fingers.

Old Baker was about to curse at Ederick when Horn coughed softly and said, "Alright, let's get down to business."

The three elders immediately quieted down. Old Baker, who was so excited that his fingers were trembling a second ago, was already gloomy to the point of being completely different. He just looked at Horn and sneered. Horn crossed his fingers on the table and said to Old Baker, "We were all invited by Uncle Baker tonight, so Uncle Baker, what do you have to say?"

"Very simple." Old Baker revealed his cloudy front teeth. "Horn, you've been the head of the family for decades. Do you think it's time to move your butt, for example, to make Uncle Baker happy?"

Horn laughed, "Uncle, you've already stepped half a foot into the coffin. I don't think we should let this matter go. Since Uncle is going straight to the point, I won't beat around the bush. If Uncle agrees to quit Bescot tonight and doesn't show up again from now on, I can let you off. Otherwise, Uncle won't have to go anywhere after tonight."

The atmosphere immediately became solemn.

Not to mention Old Baker, even Tell and Ederick were surprised. Horn's showdown was straightforward. He skipped the tender "foreplay" of the negotiations between the nobles, making them really uncomfortable. Old Baker's eyes widened. He was already straightforward enough. Unexpectedly, Horn was even more merciless than him. He directly gave out the conditions for you to scram or die here.

How overbearing!

Old Baker suddenly threw his palm and said sternly, "Horn, do you really think you're an extraordinary person? When I really don't know about your arrangements, don't you think I don't have any troops on the ground? Or do you honor this fat pig Ederick?"

"Of course Ederick is on my side." Horn said calmly.

Old Baker laughed. "Yes, without you, there would be no Ederick. Right, fat pig." The old man looked at Fatty, but for some reason, Fatty was silent. Standing behind Horn, Anna's expression changed, but before she could ask, Horn bent his finger and lightly tapped, "Ederick, what did Old Baker promise you?"

Ederick sighed and said, "Nothing much. He just threw me half of the estate in the eighth district."

When the steak arrived, Edric picked up his knife and fork and began to eat impolitely, "Old Baker's condition is that I will not help him in this negotiation. And then we will work together to stop your ground troops from coming to Vegas. There's nothing left."

Horn smiled. "You're so money-hungry. Old Baker bought you out of half his estate? Aren't you afraid he'll lose tonight?"

"I'm scared. Why aren't I scared?" Ederick smiled sincerely. "But Tyre made a bet. I thought it was too much, so I bet."

"Oh?" Horn looked at Tyre and leaned back slightly. "So now the three elders are standing on the same side?"

Old Baker laughed and stood up, "Horn, you have no chance of winning. What do you think Edric and Tell have to rely on, three against one?"

Horn shook his head and said, "Uncle Baker, do you know why I kept you there?"

"Who knows?" josei

"Because at that time, I knew that you were no match for me. You weren't, and you are not." Horn said, taking it for granted.