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

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

"After all, he's one of the few good guys out there."

After evaluating Lothar 11 with such words, the lady who had planned everything in front of her suddenly stumbled, and although she stood firm in the next moment, it still made the warrior who followed her tremble.

"Deputy Leader?"

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, it is to borrow the power of that 'thing'.

If this were not the case, it would be impossible to hide the secret existence of the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Of course, this kind of 'borrowing' is not for nothing.

Yes, there is a price.

"It's fine."

"It's still under control."

"Ahem, ahem."

Before the words of reassurance were finished, Donna coughed repeatedly.

Scarlet appears in the palm of the hand covering its mouth.

Donna looked at the scarlet with helplessness in her eyes.

The backlash was even more violent than she had imagined.

Time was running out for her.

"Thors, we're going to pick things up."

With these words, Donna walked briskly outside.

Thor looked at the back of the deputy leader, his mouth slightly open, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.

Eventually, he took out his gun and shot Sende 3 and the middle-aged secretary three times each, and then chased after him quickly.

Click!

The iron door closed again.

Everything is quiet again.

And Lothar 11, who was holding the phone, was stunned.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

What do you mean by 'young master, it's all solved'?

Did I tell you to do something?

And who are you?

Lothar 11's body was weak for a while, and he leaned against the wall and knelt down in the hallway.

It was as if he had seen a huge cauldron fall from the sky and fall on him.

The explanation is not clear!

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

Or rather......

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

What to do?

What to do?

What to do?

The question kept tumbling in Lothar's mind.

In fact, the answer was in his heart.

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

Then, show yourself.

Final compromise.

Only then will he be able to live.

But!

Lothar 11 was sure that if he did, he would fall into the trap of the other side.

And if you don't?

He just had to wait for him to die.

In a dilemma!

"What is your purpose?"

Lothar 11 muttered to himself.

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

There is not even a single reliable guess.

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

No, it won't!

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

Right now!

The entire 'Game Mansion' was already on guard, and it was impossible to let this happen again.

As for provoking a war between the 'House of Lothar' and the 'House of Sender'?

It's even more impossible.

It is impossible for his eldest brother and father to go to war with the 'Sender family' because of him.

If the 'Sender family' pursues it, he will definitely be handed over.

After all, he is the eleventh heir of the family, and the family will not bear much for him.

Tears began to flow back unconsciously.

He was afraid.

He was afraid.

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

But he wants to live!

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

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

"Young Master Lothar 11?"

The four of Beard looked in amazement at Lothar11, who was kneeling there.

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

With these words, Lothar11 stood up against the wall.

Squats?

Beard, Pelce, Rosrow, and Garren looked at each other.

The four of them know what a squat is like, and the action of Lothar 11 just now has nothing to do with squats at all.

However, the four did not follow up.

Not only are the four of them very interesting, but also because Lothar 11 has a very serious face at the moment.

Rare seriousness.

That's the seriousness that can only be found in the case of life and death.

"We're on the verge of a dead end now!"

"There's still a chance you can leave!"

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

"More dangerous than before?"

Beard asked.

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

"It can be said that the previous riots are very pediatric compared to the dangers of the present."

"So, if you want to leave, I'll arrange for you to leave right away."

Lothar 11 said as he looked at the four of them.

For the four people who have fought with him, Lothar 11 still cherishes it very much.

He didn't want the four to be involved in it.

After all, that bastard was coming at him from the start.

It had dragged four people down once before.

This time, he didn't want to.

Everyone should have everyone's choice, shouldn't they?

The four of them were stunned.

They certainly don't think Lothar 11 is joking.

But because of this, it becomes indecisive.

Death?

Who can face it calmly?

After about half a minute, Rosrow was the first to stand up.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Lothar 11, I have a wife and daughter."

Rosroy looked ashamed.

"It's fine."

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

Lothar11 smiled and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

"I want to be with Rosrow."

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

Beard was the second to open his mouth.

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

Peer is the third.

"Hmm."

"I understand."

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

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

Lothar 11 sighed.

Then, the eleventh heir in line to the 'House of Lothar' watched the three leave.

Turning his head, he looked at Karon.

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

"Kalun, thank you......"

"I'm staying because of Lord Jason."

Without waiting for Lothar11's words to finish, the 'Golden Lamb' emphasized.

Then, the whole person walked towards the 'Abusive Apartment' at the end of the hallway.

Lothar11's look of emotion froze on his face.

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

Lothar11 said as he chased after him.

"Mom said to be an honest person."

The Golden Lamb replied, stopping in front of the 'door' of Jason's room.

"But sometimes, white lies are also desirable."

Lothar 11 once again opened the 'door' of Jason's room, he and the 'Golden Lamb' walked in side by side, without any politeness, sitting on the sofa familiarly, looking at Jason who had already picked up the grilled lamb chops, and kept typing commands on his wrist - if you want to live, you have to work hard.

Jia Lun consciously stepped aside.

He stared at Jason and Lothar11 with an irrepressible smile on his face.

And what could be better than being with Jason?

Naturally, Lothar 11 is also there.

It was great to be with his two lifesavers.

The innocent Karen thought so.

However, Lothar 11's face is getting more and more ugly.

Because, no one replied to the order he sent.

Quite simply, he was ignored.

Or rather, no one is optimistic about him.

"This is also how it should be, after all, I am a waste wood that lives on the 'Lothar family'!"

"When there is a high probability that the family will hand me over in exchange for peace......"

"Who would dare to help me?"

Lothar 11 smiled bitterly, and then, raising his hand, he placed an order on the handheld computer in the room.

He ordered again.

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

Knock, knock.

The liquor is in the throat, and the heart is sad.

Lothar 11 couldn't help but babble.

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

"How can I be that good?"

"If I were really that powerful, I would have laid everything out by now!"

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

"Not to mention ......"

"I've been rejected!"

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

Lothar 11 said, tears streaming down again.

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

He's going to die.

Although he values commitments, he really can't do it.

Jason, who was munching on lamb chops, frowned.

Although the free nutritious meal is highly nutritious, he doesn't want to eat those things all the time in the future, he still likes natural foods such as lamb chops in his hand.

Thinking of this, Jason spoke.

"You're that good."

Jason said lightly.

"No kidding."

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

"I'm just a piece of waste."

Lothar 11 shrugged helplessly.

"yes, others don't know."

Jason accentuated his tone.

Others don't know!

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

"Y-You mean?"

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

"The others don't know you're pretending."

"Then you are real."

"You're the one who laid it all out: Lothar 11."

Jason reiterates, emphasising.

Lothar 11's eyes lit up.

He seemed to grasp the meaning of Jason's words, as if he saw a solution to the situation in front of him, although it was to quench his thirst, but it was better than sitting still.

Immediately, though, Lothar 11 frowned.

There's a key point!

"Bluffing is meant to be fake, even if we're just trying to get through the odds in front of us, but these guys are definitely not going to settle for my simplest 'bluff'."

"At least ......"

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

Lothar11 paused, then looked at Jason.

Of those present, only Jason had this ability.

Jason didn't excuse himself.

Because, a chaotic situation, is what he wants.

And what could be better for him than to take out one or two people who need to 'prove' Lothar 11?

Naturally, it is to get more and more accurate 'benefits'.

Under the gaze of Lothar 11, he spoke his terms.

"On top of the ordinary, cherished food I have, I need something special – something with special powers."

"Items of special powers?"

"Yes!"

"But I can't guarantee I'll find it!"

"These things are very rare for me, the heir to the throne, especially in my family, my father and eldest brother strictly forbade me and other brothers and sisters to come into contact with these things."

Lothar 11 said frankly.

"What kind of order can access such an object?"

Jason asked.

"At least a 5-6 pick!"

"3 Before, there will be!"

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

Lothar11 replied.

Jason nodded quietly.

The death of Sender 3, he has always had doubts.

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

And now, obviously, Sender 3 has the bodyguards of the 'mysterious side' by his side.

But!

That 'behind-the-scenes layout' is even stronger!

Or to be precise: targeted!

"Give me a name or two, the kind we need to see immediately."

Jason said accurately.

"Dosse, head of security for the 'Game Building.'"

"Clink, head of the 'Game Mansion' mobile team."

"The two of them are in charge of the security of the entire building, and they are also the ones who control the guarding power of the entire building, and I was the first to contact them before."

Lothar 11 said.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded in understanding.

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

Lothar 11 was stunned.

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

"Impossible, right?"

Lothar11 asked softly.

There was a hint of hesitation and uncertainty in his voice.

"Believe me, since she dares to kill Sender 3 and let you take the blame, then she will definitely let this pot fall on you steadily, without the slightest wavering, therefore, Dosse, Clink, she will definitely kill for you, but she will let you give a guarantee, or something else - don't worry, delay for a while, I really want to see her other methods."

Jason explained.

"Understood!"

Lothar11 nodded.

The eleventh heir to the 'House of Lothar' did not feel the slightest bit annoyed by Jason's failure to state this when he had just put forward the conditions.

On the contrary, Lothar11 breathed a sigh of relief.

Because, Jason could have said nothing.

Even, do nothing.

But Jason didn't just say it, he had to take the risk himself.

This is honesty in the eyes of Lothar 11.

That's what Lothar 11 needs at the moment.

What could be more valuable than a helping hand in a desperate situation?

That is, the one who reached out did not deceive.

Lothar11 stretched out his right hand.

He looked at Jason expectantly.

After a slight hesitation, Jason also extended his right hand.

After a small and large palm squeezed hard, Lothar 11 laughed.

"Happy working together!"

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

Step, step!

The pace starts with a steady and powerful pace.

But just a few steps, it becomes light and ethereal.

Jason's figure also disappeared.

It's like a pebble thrown into a river.

Although it brought up layers of ripples, the stone itself disappeared.

And eventually, the ripples will disappear.

The river will be restored again.

It's as if nothing has changed.

But, is that really the case?

I'm afraid not.

It may be the same in the eyes of ordinary people, but the subtleties are very different.

Especially when the river, called—

Destiny!