In a dimly lit basement somewhere, a man dressed in gray cloth sat in a dark corner, his cold eyes staring at the other dark shadows in this basement.

It was a private fiefdom, and a poor, hopeless fiefdom. The owner of this place is a middle-aged man in the corner, and his expression is now enough to make a child cry.

Not all bad guys will have a label written on their faces, and the main reason why they make such an obvious look is because they are discussing things that they really dare not bring to the spacious and bright living room.

A man spoke, with a hint of excitement and hoarseness in his tone: "He's finally out of his lair!" Just leave Seris...... The security around him was less impeccable. ”

"We have been preparing for this operation for more than a year...... Now that he's sent it to the door himself, don't blame us for being ruthless. The other man nodded and agreed.

In the darkness, the hoarse voice spoke again, with a commanding tone: "The original plan has been canceled, and we will find another place to intercept...... It seems that it is not very convenient to move on the road, and the focus of their defense is also on the road. ”

"It's time, it's time to get him out of this world!" An old man's voice sounded, full of excitement: "I can finally avenge my motherland!" ”

"As long as he's dead! Iran Hill's plan of doom will destroy most of the worlds, and a new world will be born of ours. He said, rubbing his crutches.

Everyone who can come here, dare to come here, stand here at all costs, everyone has their own hatred.

They hated the world, they hated Lanhill, they hated Chris, the Emperor of the Ranhill Empire who changed the whole world.

So they wanted to kill that emperor at all costs, even if it was to bury the whole world. They want to avenge their family, their motherland, their wealth, even if they lose their lives!

In the eyes of these people, even if the demons rule the whole world, it is much better than letting Chris rule the world.

Of course, the aristocratic man in front of him, whose identity is not simple, gave him generous conditions that they would not refuse.

"Don't worry! As long as that bastard Chris is dead, a new world will come! You'll have untold amounts of land...... You can regain your lost glory! The hoarse man spoke, and every word was full of bewitchment.

His words made everyone present excited: "No matter how powerful a nuclear bomb is, it will only destroy important cities...... Our safe fortresses are all in the countryside and will not be directly hit by nuclear bombs! ”

"What's more, you've all built reliable underground bunkers and secretly hoarded food! As long as you survive the first blow safely, the world will belong to you! He outlined a bright future, a bright future that belonged to them: "When the time comes, those who survive will still need to be led by others, and you will stand out and become the leaders of the rest!" ”

"Moreover, no one can say whether that bullshit's doomsday plan will be carried out or not!" The hoarse man's tone was full of determination, and every time he spoke, the man in the dimly lit basement was even more excited: "We have an internal response in Irlanhill, and when the time comes, they will stop the Doomsday Project from proceeding...... Rest assured! ”

"Really?" Hearing the good news, a man stood up from where he was sitting and asked excitedly.

"That's great!" The other dark shadow laughed.

"Finally, is the world that belongs to us about to come?" The wrinkles on the face of the old man with his ornate cane were also twisted together, as if they were the flowers of evil blooming.

"Of course it's true! Our power is greater than you think! A new world is coming! Send Chris, the source of all evil, to hell! A hoarse voice echoed through the room.

"Send Chris, the source of all evil, to hell!" The others shouted as if on pilgrimage, and slogans rang out in the cramped basement.

If a soldier of the Ellan Hill Guards came in at this time, he would definitely find the atmosphere here exciting. Look at this group of hysterical lunatics as if they had assassinated Chris and ruled the whole world.

"Guys go back and get ready! As soon as Chris steps into our trap, the rest is simple! The hoarse man stood up and put his hands out to end the conversation.

Several people also got up one after another and walked out of the dimly lit basement. When they were bathed in the sun, they were dressed in beautiful clothes, and their faces were full of kindness and humility.

As I said before, bad people don't stab their sins in their faces, and they are still a group of good people worthy of admiration in their own world.

The only man who didn't get out of the basement turned around at this time and said to the darkness behind him, "Do you think it's funny to deceive a group of fools like this?" ”

"Nothing. Since ambition eats their souls, they are destined to be played with by us. In the darkness, a voice replied softly, "They dare to believe that Iran Hill will not start the Doomsday Project, what else can stop their greed?" ”

"Fools know that the top management of Iran Hill is almost monolithic, and it is even more difficult to get an idler in to avoid the investigation of the Guards, let alone bewitch a Chris's henchman." The voice sneered, as if to say to itself.

The man glanced at the darkness: "Relying on this group of fools, or this group of crazy people, our plan to assassinate Chris will succeed?" ”

"Let's hope it succeeds, there's always hope...... "The voice in the darkness said lightly, "You think this world is the only one who wants Chris to die?" No, there are maniacs who think so! What we have to do is gather these crazy people, and they will naturally try. ”

"Let's hope our plans won't be revealed sooner, otherwise...... I, and you, will be doomed. The man walked towards the door, a hoarse voice wafting out of his mouth.

"Trust me! I don't want to die......" The voice in the darkness grew quieter and quieter, as if it had gone away.

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