Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 242
The bright lights in the main hall made the three of them feel as if they had stepped directly from one world to another, giving them an unreal and illusive feeling.

The coldness dissipated instantly, and the warm feeling, like sunbathing, made everyone unconsciously relax their previously tense vigilance.

Beimen Jueyi sat on the seat at the top of the main hall, quietly watching the three people brought in by Shisan. That scene fell into Yiqi's eyes, and he suddenly remembered a painting in his bedroom. Here, Napoleon sat on the throne above him, looking down on his subjects with the majesty of a monarch like Zong Bufeng.

"Three, please take a seat."

Beimen Jueyi's magnetic voice sounded again.

Izzy felt like he was living in a dream. He had been receiving unbelievable things since last night, until today he saw this ancient emperor-like majestic but not lacking in elegance.

He looked at the perfect face of the person on the seat, and for the first time, he had the idea of ​​wanting to surrender!

Izzy shook his head to get rid of this frightening thought, how could he be someone else's subordinate, that would be too ridiculous.

Thirteen came in again through the side door. She was holding a bottle of red wine, and placed goblets in front of the three of them one by one, and then helped them pour the red wine to the third of the glass.

"I have collected some of the good wines made from grapes produced in the Romanée-Conti estate in 1990."

Bei Menjue lifted one leg onto the other, and crossed his hands on top of his thighs.

Iqi was a little envious of his lazy movements and expressions, but he was still noble at all.

"Thank you for the fine wine you gave me." Izzy made a gesture of gratitude.

"If it wasn't for some necessary reasons, I didn't want to invite you in this way." Beimen Jueyi said.

Yi Qi shook his head: "Your Excellency is too serious, if it is said that paying more than a dozen lives can let me know that there are people like Your Excellency in the world, and I can accept your invitation in person, I think it is too much for me. Couldn't be more cost-effective."

Next to Jueyi's seat at the North Gate was the ancient sheepskin book.

He raised his right hand and gently rubbed it on the ancient book.

"In Nordic mythology, gods represent justice, while giants represent evil. There is a battle between justice and evil, and justice will eventually defeat evil. History is always written by the victors, and the gods are victors. They paint their own images, Exuding light, their images of evil are always dark and vague, creating a sense of disgust from the bottom of your heart.”

Iqi was confused and didn't know what Beimen Jueyi meant by saying this.

Beimen Jueyi lowered his voice and continued: "Then what do you think of human beings? Are human beings classified as righteous or evil? Or can't be defined."

Izzy slowly fell into deep thought. If someone had asked him such a question before, he might have chosen to laugh it off, and then regarded that person as a psychopath.But now, because it was the person in front of him, he had to think about it.

Beimen Jueyi leaned back, he casually picked up the ancient sheepskin book and flipped through it.

Neither Yigud nor Hannah, who were sitting next to Iky, dared to make a single movement to spoil the atmosphere in the main hall.

"I think human beings are existences that cannot be characterized." After a while, Iqi gave his answer.
Beimenjue smiled.

"Mr. Izzy, your organization is the largest gang organization in the world. In the eyes of outsiders, you are all evil and evil. At this time, the government that is fighting against you has become an envoy of justice. I I want to hear your inner thoughts.”

Izzy straightened his skirt.

"Indeed, we are evil if we look at us from the side whose interests are contrary to ours, but from the perspective of our gang members, even our peers, other gangsters in the world, we have certain common interests, we Determining yourself is the party of justice.”

Beimen Jue raised his hand, motioning for Iqi to continue.

"This is why I think that human beings cannot be characterized, because different positions represent different interests, and we are not in the same camp."

clap clap clap.
Beimen Jueyi applauded.

"Well said, Mr. Iggy."

Yi Qi heaved a sigh of relief. When he faced Beimen Jueyi just now, he suddenly had the feeling of being questioned by the strictest teacher in class when he was a child. This feeling has disappeared for nearly 50 years. Beimen Jueyi felt this feeling.

Igude and Hannah beside Iqi were also happy from the bottom of their hearts, as if it was something to be proud of for their party leader to be recognized by the person above.

Ijud picked up the wine glass and took another sip of the fragrant wine.

"Maybe Mr. Iqi doesn't know me well." When the three people below were secretly happy, Beimen Jueyi said something again.

"Yes." Iqi stood up and bowed to Beimen Jueyi. "May I ask your surname?"

I actually sat down with a person who didn't know his name or identity and had a drink and discussed some issues. At this moment, Izzy suddenly felt his madness.

"Beimen Jueyi."

Beimen Jueyi was still sitting there and said his name calmly.

Iqi was stunned. He had no memory of this name. He thought about everything related to Beimen Jueyi or four words in his mind, and finally found nothing.

"Would like to entrust you with another matter, but we seem to have a good topic. So I want to continue."

Beimen Jueyi suddenly said this.

Izzy was puzzled, he knew what the topic was, but isn't this discussion already over.

Beimen Jueyi saw the doubts in his heart.

"I feel good that you've stated your own opinion on this topic, and I'm going to state my own next."

Iqi said: "Didn't you agree with my opinion just now?"

Beimen Jueyi shook his finger: "No, no, no, I just applauded you because you were able to express your own opinion. It doesn't mean that I agree with it."

Izzy sensed a whiff of conspiracy.

"Next, I need the help of you and the two people around you for this point of view."

Beimen Jueyi stood up, he opened his arms, looked at the three people who had already stood up below, and said slowly.

Yi Qi seemed to be awakened at this time, he looked at Beimen Jueyi with some vigilance: "I want to advise Your Excellency, I hope you can see clearly the power standing behind me, I don't know how much power you have. Can't compete."

Beimen Jueyi looked indifferent, he looked at Yi Qi as if he were looking at a dying ant.

"Is this, threatening me?"

Just when Beimen Jueyi said these words, Yiqi suddenly felt as if his heart was being grabbed violently, and the huge force was about to crush the violently beating paddle pump in his chest.

His face turned pale, and his legs shook as he was about to kneel down.

"Why, how could this be."

Seeing this, Yigud and Hannah next to Iqi quickly helped Iqi who was about to fall.

Beimenjue didn't care about Iqi's condition at all.He clapped his hands.

Thirteen pushed a small cart out from the side door.

As soon as Beimenjue walked down, he lifted the white cloth covering the cart, and two silver-gray Desert Eagles lay there quietly.

Iky's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he couldn't resist the force that squeezed his heart.

"Sir, what does this mean?" He tried his best to make his voice as cold as possible, but the severe pain filled his voice with a painful tremor.

"I forgot to tell you just now. You just drank the red wine I prepared for you. It's very poisonous in that red wine."

Beimen Jueyi sat back at the top seat again, his tone was flat, but what he said caused the other two people to stir up shock waves.

Izzy's tongue got stuck in pain, and he couldn't order his two subordinates anymore.

Igud and Hannah looked gloomy.

"I leave it to you to judge whether you believe it or not. If I predict correctly, after half an hour, your respiratory system will be completely destroyed, and your lungs will lose their original function. After losing oxygen , you may still have more than ten minutes of painful struggle." Beimen Jueyi said.

"Right now, there are two pistols in front of you. Your party leader is immersed in pain. If you put the bullets in the pistol into his heart to help him end the pain, you will be reborn."

Although Yiqi was in pain, the pain made his five senses more sensitive.Of course he heard what Beimen Jueyi said, now he has no ability to change everything that is happening now, his own life is now in the hands of his subordinates, it is such an irony to think about it.

Ijud was struggling in his heart, and his hands, which had killed countless people and were filled with blood, were trembling violently.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of a gun being pulled. He looked at Hannah next to him with surprise, and Hannah had already picked up the Desert Eagle.

Beimen Jueyi looked at everything happening in front of him with a smile.

"Two people need to ejaculate at the same time."

"Ijud, pick up that gun and get rid of this old thing together." Hannah's voice was full of harshness.

Yigud's hands trembled more violently, and he touched the Desert Eagle.

"If we get rid of him, not only will we survive, but the Russian Mafia may still be in our hands. Don't you always hate Kudvan? When you are in power, you can kill him with your own hands, just use The gun he used to blind you."

Hannah urged from the side, helping Yigud outline what the future would look like.

"At that time, you can completely implement what you think. You think it's a pity that Izzy didn't participate in politics. At that time, you can replace him and walk into the top place that symbolizes power."

Ijud opened the safety, and Hannah smiled.

"Shoot."

Igud pulled the trigger, goodbye, my former admirer, my former goal, the back that I have been looking up to, goodbye.

Hannah and Ijud pulled the trigger together, but the imaginary gunshot did not sound. They did not feel any vibration of the gun body when the gun was fired.

Both of them stayed where they were.

clap clap clap.
Beimen Jueyi clapped his hands again.

At this time, a knife appeared on Yigud's neck, and the blood flashed across, and the hot blood splashed into the wine glass in front of them, and the wine inside became darker and redder.

When Beimen Jueyi clapped his hands, Yi Qi felt that the hand that was holding his heart was slowly loosened, and then disappeared.

The overwhelming pain disappeared immediately.

He struggled to support the ground with one hand and raised his head, looking at the smiling Beimen Jueyi in front of him.

"The meaning of what you did."

Beimen Jue waved his hand, and Xiao Qi, who was holding a knife, gradually disappeared into the dark shadows.

He took a sip of the red wine Shisan had just prepared for him.

"That's my point of view."

He stared into Izzy's angry eyes.

"I think all people in this world are evil. They just wear the cloak of kindness. They will always show kindness to others until they have to. When they have no choice but to do so, they will tear it off without hesitation. That layer of hypocrisy reveals their hideous faces."

After a pause, he added: "Of course, this experiment doesn't prove too much. From now on, there will be more experiments."

Beimen Jueyi spoke very calmly.

But Izzy was horrified when he heard that the corpses of Igud and Hannah were lying beside him.

"You are a demon!"

Izzy finally expressed his inner fear, he broke his voice.

"Okay, Mr. Izzy, it's time for us to end the foreplay of these meeting topics."

Beimen Jueyi stood up from his position and walked towards Iqi step by step.

"Theme of the meeting?" Ikki shrank unconsciously when he saw Beimen Jueyi approaching.

"Yes, Mr. Izzy, I invited you here, but there is something important to do, but the experiment just now was just a temporary idea on my part."

"You, what do you want to do?"

Beimenjue squinted his eyes, bent down and slowly approached Yiqi.

"I need to share your Russian mafia intelligence network, the entire intelligence network."

Izzy's backing hand stopped.

"Impossible! Our intelligence network will never be shared!"

"Mr. Izzy, don't be so absolute. Maybe when you walk out of the gate of this mansion, you will change your mind."

Beimen Jueyi was still smiling.

"Thirteen, go see off our guests."

Thirteen Tingting walked over and helped the trembling Iqi. Before he walked into this gate, he was full of energy and energy, no different from a 20-year-old boy, but at this moment, he seemed to be The child returned to the age that should have belonged to him.

Yiqi was supported by Shisan out of the main hall, he took the black umbrella that Shisan handed him, and walked out lonely.

Strange, why no one came to greet me?When he walked out the door of the reception room, he thought in confusion.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and there was a crackling sound when the rain water hit the bluestone road slabs.

Iqi stood blankly at the entrance of the living room. In front of him, there was no one and no one would pick him up.

Because those people are now lying in the courtyard.

Er, who was holding an umbrella next to him, was still standing as he had just come in.

He turned his head, glanced at him secretly, and found that there was a trace of blood on the lips of this pale man.

The rain was pouring down, and Yiqi walked alone in the courtyard, stepping over one corpse after another, walking cautiously.

None of those corpses had fatal wounds on their necks or brains. Their abdomens were directly torn apart by some force. Blood and water mixed with sewage flowed down the city's sewers and disappeared without a trace.

Outside this mansion, there is a busy traffic of pedestrians, they are hurrying to avoid the heavy rain, and it is very lively.

Inside the mansion, Yi Qi walked slowly through the place like the purgatory controlled by the god of death Yan Mo. He looked back at the boy holding the white umbrella, and remembered the boy who was sitting in the main hall drinking red wine. The elegant man, even that thirteen with a sweet smile made him feel frightened and disturbed.

He opened the door of the mansion and walked to the street step by step. The continuous shocks made him unsteady and fell down in the rain. He got up and walked to his Rolls-Royce again and again, but he couldn't stand still due to tremors and fell down again and again. When he fell down, the cold rain fell on his body, and he was too cold to make a fist and reach out.

Pedestrians taking shelter from the rain on the street looked at the old man crawling towards the Rolls-Royce with sarcastic smiles.

Look, he looks like a dog
(End of this chapter)