On October 18th, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the rising sun rose, shining on the entire city, covering it with a thin layer of gold.

Meng Timo was holding a bouquet of tulips and was waiting nervously at the door of Su Cheng's office. It was different from what had happened. This time, Su Cheng did not come to the company.

At the same time, fifteen people were gathering in a villa five kilometers away from Chaowei Technology Building in the north.

The three are king-level evolvers with powerful auras, while the other twelve are middle- and advanced evolutionists.

These people are the backbone and treasures of Rothschild's training.

Two weeks ago, I received an order from the Rothschild family to enter the Shanghai Sea of ​​China and lurk here.

Don’t expose yourself, and don’t act easily. When the time comes, someone in the family will assign tasks to them. If there are no new instructions, follow the original plan.

Far away in Europe and Germany, Most is looking at his father coldly in a study room.

"You are old and undecisive in doing things, which has led to the oppression of Chaowei Technology on us. That boy Su Cheng, what kind of aircraft carrier summit is obviously to use the guise of selling aircraft carriers to gather leaders of various countries, gather their strength, and carry out all aspects of attacks on our family, do you know?"

The patriarch of the Rothschild family flashed his eyes when he heard this, but he hummed, "I warn you not to do anything extreme, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what? Are you going to kill me?" Most said disdainful.

"What is the point of sacrificing individuals for the sake of family interests? You'd better not challenge my bottom line." The patriarch narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll ask you for the last time, where did the family guards and the Death Guards be transferred by you? Answer me immediately!"

"Haha, old guy, I'm your son, your biological son. You actually said you could kill me. Don't your heart hurt?" Moster laughed and sarcastically said.

"Don't get out of the topic and answer my questions."

"I want to know where the guards and the Death Guards went?" Moster's lips slightly raised and said, "You will never have a chance to know. When you say that you can sacrifice individuals for the sake of family interests, you are already dead... Kill him and kill this useless old guy!"

As he said that, Moster showed a cruel intention in his eyes. He wanted to kill his father and become independent, and he wanted to be the patriarch of Rothschild. He felt that only he could save the family.

Bang!

The door was suddenly pushed open and a man and a woman walked into it.

The man is about forty years old, with a cold face and murderous aura. The woman is less than thirty years old, with a hot and sexy figure, a charming and pretty face.

Both of them were holding guns.

I heard the sexy woman sneer, "Most, it turns out it's really you."

Hearing the sound, Most's expression changed, he turned to look at the door, and his heart suddenly felt very furious.

"Raya, Poke! Why are you, Loka?"

The man and woman in front of us are two advanced evolutionists of Rothschild.

In addition to being an evolutionist, both of them are Moste's sister and younger brother, but they are just different from their father and mother.

In the Rothschild family, not only foreign evolvers were cultivated, but also within their own family, but only a few were cultivated.

"Loka? That traitor is probably dead." Reya smiled charmingly, raised the pistol in her hand, and pointed it at Moste's forehead, "Father, this inhuman guy, should you kill him?"

After staring at Most deeply for a few seconds, the patriarch sighed slightly.

"Tie it up, push it out, lock it up in the family dungeon. Ask him where the guards and the Death Guards are." He waved his hand, his face getting a little older.

"Okay." Reya pushed Moste and kicked him in the abdomen.

He sneered: "Let's go, my good brother, you are such a scumbag. Even your father dares to kill you. I despise you."

"Ahem, hahaha, you pedantic and stupid idiots, the guards and the Death Guards, you don't know what they are doing." Moste coughed and began to scream wildly.

"Look, after 24 hours, you will know who is the one who can truly lead the family to glory. Look, you will wake up!"

...

Shanghai, in the villa where many evolvers gather.

"Goring, it's already nine o'clock in the morning. At the agreed time, Mr. Moster did not send any other instructions. Should we carry out the task according to the original plan?" a king-level evolutionist asked.

That guy named Gorene is also a king-level evolutionist, and he is the strongest among them.

He was wearing a blue suit, straight and symmetrical figure, and his head was shivering, his skin turned white and his eyes were sunken.

Those who don't know him will definitely think that he is an overly lustful playboy.

"Don't worry, wait for another hour. If there is no new instructions, start the mission according to the original plan." Golin smiled, "Hunting the big guys from all over the world, they hold great power and the peak figures of a country. I feel very excited when I think about it, hehe!"

Another bearded king-level evolutionist said disdainfully: "Hmph, it's just some embroidered pillows. Apart from being a little powerful and able to play tricks, they are inferior to ordinary people. One punch can kill a group of them."

In the villa, the other middle and high-level evolvers spoke up.

It means that although the heads of state are at the peak of power, their personal physical fitness is far inferior to them.

Dongdong!

And just as they were disdaining and mocking, a slight knock on the door made all of them feel terrified.

"Who?" Golin frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Although Gorene was not a Chinese, he was proficient in Chinese.

Similarly, almost all of them are proficient in the mainstream languages ​​of several worlds.

"Sir, the takeaway you ordered is here, please open the door and take it off." The voice of a delivery guy came from outside the door.

"Who ordered the takeaway?" Goering looked at the twelve evolvers and said coldly.

"I ordered it, how enough to eat it in the morning?" the bearded king-level evolutionist grinned.

"Go and get it quickly. Now is a critical moment. Be careful and don't take the example." Gorling said.

"Hey, I understand, Golin's little face. If you are greedy, I can give you some food!" The bearded man teased Golin and saw that the latter was unmoved, he got up and went to open the door to pick up the takeaway.

The door opened, and a mediocre young man in his 24 or 25 years old, wearing yellow Meituan takeaway clothes and a hat was carrying two large bags of takeaway in his hand.

"Sir, your takeaway." The delivery guy handed the takeaway in his hand to the bearded man.

The bearded man reached out to take it and said dissatisfiedly: "Your delivery of takeout is too slow, it's ten minutes late."

"Sorry, sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so..."

The delivery guy quickly expressed his apology, but halfway through the conversation, the second after the bearded man took two bags of takeout, his voice suddenly stopped.

Instead, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As a king-level evolutionist, Big Bearded Man is very alert to the outside world and immediately saw the expression of the delivery guy.

"Not good!" He thought to himself that he was terrible and was about to step back.

But I found a light flashing in front of my eyes, and then my neck cooled down.

"Ho ho..."

In an instant, a sharp knife cut through the bearded neck with lightning speed, cutting off his trachea, causing him not to make any sounds of help. He could only let out two uncomfortable sounds, then widened his eyes and slowly collapsed.

Before he died, he didn't know why the person in front of him suddenly attacked.

A king-level evolutionist who is powerful and hard to kill even bullets outside was ended by a dishonest delivery guy.

This guy is so sad.

"King level? So weak!"

The delivery guy cut off the folding knife in his hand and made a disdainful voice in his mouth.

Of course, he is not good at appearance, but his strength is beyond ordinary king level. He is not someone else, but Su Cheng who wears a [disguised mask].

As early as five o'clock this morning, the telephone number determined the location of all Rothschilds to conduct the attack.

After planning, Su Cheng decided to solve these three king-level evolutionists and twelve middle and advanced evolutionists first, and then make a perfect layout.

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