The God Virus

Volume 3 - 168 Fairness After Death

"Perfect! That’s all I wanted to hear... alright, let’s arrange a secret meeting at once! I will fly to New York right now." With an excited tone, the President voiced.

"Sure Mr. President, where shall we meet then?" The CEO ugly inquired.

"Hmmm... There is a secure location owned by the government there in New York... we will meet there if there are no issues from your part. How is it?" He politely offered after some consideration.

"Okay, we will meet there. Notify me of the location when you’re in New York and I’ll be there." The CEO ugly further said.

However, shaking his head on the other line of the call, the President uttered, "No need for you to come personally, I’ll send some cars to pick you up and escort you there."

"Okay. See you soon, Mr. President." Agreeing, the CEO ugly hung up.

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"Miss, do you need anything?" The Legal ugly questioned.

As the two uglies were keeping watch outside Ella’s house in the shadows, the legal ugly had received a call from Ella who requested a meeting.

And so, right now the Legal ugly was sitting on the couch as he inquired about why she had called him.

"Do you remember how you told me that it would be better if I didn’t tell my parents and friends about the mutated HIV cure?" Ella asked.

"Yes, what about it, miss?"

"So, I found a way to let my friends eat the lollipops without making them suspicious..." Ella paused as she gazed at the Legal ugly, wanting to see how he would respond.

"I’m listening, miss... please tell me how I can be of any help." The Legal ugly uttered.

"Easy, I want to take them to a nightclub and give them the lollipops there... this is both because my friends need to blow off some steam and more importantly because of the lollipops." Ella stated before continuing again, "However, as you’re already aware of the state of this planet, that’s going to be very dangerous... and that’s why we need your protection."

Listening to her words, the Legal ugly sank into thought as his head was lowered and faced the ground, however, soon, once again looking into Ella’s eyes, he uttered, "Alright, we will protect you with our lives... when are we going?"

"Yay!" Very happily, Ella abruptly jumped from the couch she was sitting on and exclaimed in excitement.

Afterward, calming down, she spoke, "We’re going tonight!"

"Okay, then we will wait outside until the time arrives." Standing up, the Legal ugly was about to leave, however, Ella suddenly seemed to remember something, "Oh, wait."

"What is it, miss?" Stopping in his tracks, the Legal ugly queried.

"I forgot about something... can you do me a favor and send people to pick up my friends... since you know... it’s very dangerous outside and I’m really worried about them." With a flash of worry passing through her eyes, Ella said.

"That’s easy, send me their address and names."

"Hehe, thanks, Legal bro." With a sweet smile, Ella addressed.

Hearing how she called him, the Legal ugly froze in his place for a moment, before turning around as he asked monotonously while looking in her eyes, "What did you say?"

"Hmm, thanks?" Confused, Ella repeated.

"No, after that..." Shaking his head, he asked.

"Hmmm... Oh... you mean Legal bro!" Finally realizing what he meant, Ella opened her mouth and explained, "You know... you said I can call you guys the Security ugly and the Legal ugly... but, I think that’s too inappropriate... and since you guys saved my life before, I’ve decided to call you the Legal bro and the Security bro... unless... hmm... could it be that you don’t like it?" Ella asked with a questioning look appearing on her face.

"No, I like it very much. Thank you miss..." Still as emotionless as before, the Legal ugly uttered as he turned around and began to walk toward the door of the house.

However, shockingly, after he had turned around, a rather distinct smile found its way on his face, albeit very shortly.

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After walking out of the house, the Legal ugly’s phone began to ring.

So, seeing it was the CEO ugly, he accepted the call as he answered, "What’s going on?"

"Hey, I just received a call from the President himself, he’s asking for a meeting... and I’m gonna need your help for making some modifications to the contract... come quickly." The CEO ugly stated.

"..." Staying silent for a short period of time, the Legal ugly stated, "I don’t think I can make it."

"And why is that? Did something happen on your side? Is master’s woman in danger? Should I come?" Listening to the Legal ugly’s words, the CEO ugly questioned with a worried tone apparent in his voice.

"No, it’s nothing like that... it’s just that... Miss wants to go out to a nightclub with a few friends and we need to ensure her safety." He replied.

"I see, if it’s nothing serious... just come, the Security ugly would be able to keep her safe... and just in case, tell him to call us if something unexpected happens and we will storm there at once. Anyway, come quickly... this meeting is very important for us." The CEO ugly added.

Listening to him, the Legal ugly had some hesitations inside himself, however, in the end, his dilemma was gone as he replied, "Okay, I’ll be there after I talk to the Security ugly."

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A few hours later, at the airport of New York, the President of the United States arrived without alerting anyone.

There, lines after lines of black cars and men from the secret service were already waiting for him in order to escort him safely to the location of the secret meeting.

So, boarding off the private plane, the President walked toward the main car which was specially prepared for him.

After he was inside the car, looking at the person beside him, he ordered, "Send a few of our men to escort the CEO of the Virus Industries to the location of the meeting..."

"Yes, sir."

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"Take a look, I’ve added the thing you wanted me to..." Giving the CEO ugly some papers, the Legal ugly stated.

It’s been almost an hour since the Legal ugly had returned to the headquarters and since then, as he was requested, he had made some changes to the contract as he had added something new to it.

"Okay, thanks, I was just notified that the escort will be arriving in five minutes. Let’s go." Taking the contract, the CEO ugly uttered.

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Exactly five minutes later, to the surprise of the passers-by, abruptly, in front of 4 Times Square, row upon rows of black cars were parked as if they were waiting for someone very special.

"What’s going on? Why are those cars lined up in front of the Virus company’s building?" A passer-by asked his friend.

"No idea dude... but don’t you think that line-up and those black cars are just like the escorts of the President himself?" His friend replied.

"Now that you mention it..."

"Well... none of these matters anyway... we’re all gonna die the same way soon... So it doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor... Because in a year... we’re all gonna be dead without exception."

"Yep, you’re right buddy... let them have fun because death is coming for them soon... then, all they have would be only a small cubic grave and a coffin for their body just like the rest of us... Huh, finally seeing some fairness before leaving this world."