Chapter 406: Hades wants you to die in the third watch

Cordice knew he was going to die, and it wasn't some vague sense, as if he had gained the ability to foresee the future.

He knew very well that the clock was going to seven o'clock in the evening.

You will die.

His thoughts suddenly detached from the old butler's report on Nate's situation, and his right hand subconsciously clenched his crutches.

The lion's head in gold sits above the cane and is not suitable for clenching.

Every time he clenched his crutches, he could always feel a hint of discomfort.

This hint of discomfort reminded him all the time.

There are some things in the world that cannot be subordinated to one's own will, and you must think more and think more about being a person.

The discomfort in his palm pulled him back from the premonition of death, and he said, "Get me the lawyer." โ€

"Yes."

The old butler bowed, and did not ask for a reason, but faithfully carried out any orders of the master and exited the room.

Cordis sat there, thinking about the feeling of death, not the end of life, but more like an accidental death.

Could it be that he awakened his superpowers?

This possibility flashed through Cordis's mind, and his eyes were lowered.

Two maidens who were good enough to be his granddaughters clinged to their master like cats and dogs, sticking to his legs as dry as tree bark.

There is no clothing to cover the whole body.

He likes young maidens.

Touching the girl's tender skin can give Cordice a feeling of rejuvenation.

"Stand down for me."

"Hey."

The two girls nodded and walked away from his feet.

Years of training had already taken them away from the initial resistance they had been abducted, and they could no longer disobey any of Cordis's orders.

If Cordis wants them to live, they live, and if they want to die, they die.

This is also what Cordis likes to do, suppressing enemies who rebel against him, stripping them of their daughters and domesticating them as dogs at their feet.

At this time, Cordis was most able to experience the beauty of power.

The girl left the house.

The lawyer walked over.

A big family like him always has a top team of lawyers who serve him 24 hours a day.

"Mr. Kodis, do you have any orders?"

The lawyer stood in front of him, his face full of respect.

"I want to make a will, and when I die, 65 percent of my fortune will be donated to the Maika Charitable Foundation.

The remaining 35 percent goes to the Toth Charitable Foundation. โ€

"Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

The lawyer nodded, turned and walked out of the room.

Cordis donated his money to charitable foundations, naturally not really wanting to do anything charity, but just to avoid the huge inheritance tax.

Secondly, such an act is undoubtedly an act of kindness to those who have received a happy education and do not know the doorway.

Look, how selfless the DuPont family's Cordis is, leaving no children at the end of his life, donating all his money to charity, dedicated to saving the world's poor families.

Good for the DuPont family and his reputation.

That's why the DuPont family has so many charitable foundations under its name.

Cordis got up, walked outside the house, and said, "Call the doctor, I'm going to do a full body check." โ€

Accidental death, in his opinion, is likely to be related to the awakening of superpowers.

In the case of Japan, awakening superpowers is a risky thing.

Those who fail will die.

He wanted to do a full body check-up to see how he was doing, and he didn't need to leave the Dupont estate.

The interior of the DuPont estate has the world's most advanced medical equipment and top doctors, as well as the world's most complete department store.

Whatever he wants to buy, he can fly in from all over the world with just a phone call.

Lobster from Australia, snails from France, Kobe steak from Japan, and so on.

No matter when and where, what he wants to eat, it can always be delivered to him in the fastest time.

That's what he's all about.

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Make a will, and check your body.

Cordis went to the balcony of the manor, and some of the tests required careful observation and discussion by the doctors before they could reach a conclusion.

He sat in his chair and watched from afar as the setting sun rendered the sky red.

Far from the big cities, the DuPont estate is ten kilometers away from his land, with mountains, forests, and clean lakes with deer, tigers, and bears.

The outermost part is surrounded by high walls and electrified barbed wire.

Six hundred heavily armed security personnel, four tanks are on standby inside the manor, and a large number of drones are deployed outside.

Anyone who wants to get in here will be dealt with quickly, and the private territory of the United States is sacrosanct.

Sometimes, if he wants to kill someone, he only needs to tie that person from the outside to the manor, and he can justifiably kill him.

The entrance outside the villa was equipped with heavy machine guns, and the tight fire and defense allowed Cordis to guarantee that he would never be killed unless Dio came.

It couldn't be that the guards wanted to kill him.

The guards, the servants, their fathers, their grandfathers, all worked in the DuPont family and were absolutely loyal.

Cordiz thought about the accidents he might encounter.

Thinking about it, he thinks that there are nothing more than three.

One is the sudden appearance of a monster from another world, the other is Dio, and the third is the failure of his awakening superpowers.

This needs to wait for the results of specific examinations.

Cordis clutched his cane in his hand and watched the distant sunset.

He wanted to be calm and fearless.

But human instinct clings to him.

Death stripped him of power and wealth, and reduced him to a monkey struggling in a swamp, no different from anyone else.

This annoyed Cordeis, but he couldn't do anything about it.

If he was young, he would only show disdain and ridicule for the inexplicable feeling of death, and then resist with the most fierce attitude.

At that time, he was never afraid of death.

It's just that when the years go by, the strong body becomes declining, and I can't run more than ten kilometers a day, and I can wipe my sweat and continue to work.

Now he even needs crutches to walk, and no matter how reluctant he is, he can't deny his aging, becoming afraid of death, and wanting to live desperately.

"Humans are really ugly."

Cordis muttered to himself, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

Dominate the life and death of others at will, and in the end, he will also become the plaything of death.

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Little by little, the clock approached seven.

The space of the sunset is also getting smaller and smaller, and the deep blue night gradually presses the sun's light into the corners.

Full Moon can't wait to show a little silhouette.

The stars are waiting for the moment to be revealed.

There are no factories around the Dupont estate.

Cordis knows better than anyone the hazards of factory emissions.

So he leaves those to the enjoyment of ordinary people and keeps the most beautiful things for himself.

No polluted skies, no polluted water, always fresh, healthy food.

This is the utopia he has built.

"What time is it?"

Cordis asked.

The old butler next to him glanced at his watch and said softly, "Master, it's already six fifty-seven." โ€

"Fifty-seven."

Cordiz muttered, his hands trembling, his premonition of death becoming clearer.

Let him know clearly that seven o'clock is his death.

Monsters? Dior? Or is it a superpower?

Three options kept wandering in his head.

The old housekeeper had never seen the old man show such an expression, and even his hands were trembling, and he couldn't help but say, "Master, you must be fine." โ€

"Tรกr, you don't understand, I've clearly expected death at seven."

Cordice looked pained, the feeling of knowing death was looming and he couldn't do anything about it.

He is in control of everything, but he can't control his life and death.

The old butler fell silent and did not say anything further.

At this point, the bodyguards guarding the balcony stopped the doctor.

The doctor waved the piece in his hand and shouted, "Mr. Kodis, your report has come out, and there is indeed a little problem with the heart. โ€

"What's the problem?!"

Cordis was shocked, and his hands and feet almost became cold, and it was indeed the cause of death of the failure to awaken superpowers.

With his willpower and status, can't he awaken superpowers?

Damn it!

A strong sense of reluctance welled up in Cordis's heart.

The doctor patted the blocker away and entered the balcony, where he handed the film to Cordis and said, "Look here." โ€

Cortis was drawn in the direction he was pointing, and seemed to be able to see that there was indeed something up there.

"What is this?"

"It's your sin, Cordis!"

The doctor suddenly lifted the blur, plunged a tiny needle into his throat, and pulled it out.

"Huh?!"

Cordis' eyes widened, and he noticed that breathing was becoming extremely difficult.

"Twenty years ago, in order to occupy the town of Ayton, establish a manor, and instruct people to set fire to the town, hundreds of people died in the fire.

My parents were also burned alive by you, and I investigated the truth and pretended to accept your relief for this day! โ€

The doctor yelled.

Cordis's eyes widened, he never thought that he would die at the hands of this inconspicuous little man.

He had forgotten what had happened twenty years ago.

Before the Dupont estate, it seemed that there was indeed a small town.

Cordiz raised his hand.

Compared to the fear and pain of death, his face is full of anger now.

He is the head of the Cordis family, which has been shaking the world for decades in the United States.

Cordez can accept death caused by otherworldly monsters, Dior, or even the failure to awaken superpowers.

But he couldn't accept that he was killed by an ant under his feet.

How dare a scumbag?!

He pointed at the man, but at that moment, he heard the sound of the living room clock.

Seven......

Cordis thought in his head, and his head drooped.

"Sir!"

The old butler reacted, and just wanted to pull out his gun and kill this rebellious fellow.

Boom, the earthquake trembled, and the whole manor, the ground, and even the air seemed to tremble in the rumbling sound of the earth.

The strong shaking made the old butler almost fall.

"The earthquake is coming!"

Amid the yelling, the bodyguards began to run, and the doctor took advantage of the chaos.

The housekeeper also wanted to aim, and the balcony with the shock was directly cracked.

The whole person fell down.

Smack, there was just a steel bar running through his brain.

(End of chapter)