People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 164 Mr. A's Malice, Reverse Employment
Tang Sen's attention was immediately attracted by the "complete rose with a human face".

This is the last ingredient needed for his clown recipe.

He winked at Mr. Rhett.

Mr. Reid was concentrating on looking at Mr. A, maintaining a full-bodied posture, blocked by a mask and a hood, and couldn't receive Tang Sen's winks at all.

Tang Sen could only poke his lower back, and said in a low voice:

"See blackboard!"

"There's something wrong with Mr. A." Mr. Reid turned his body slightly, and said, "I feel a very evil aura, as if my whole body is going to be swallowed up."

Townsend: "."

This is looking at each other with anger, making the other party even exude the instinctive breath of a shepherd?

"Don't worry, we are here to buy things."

Tang Sen reminded: "There is no need to conflict with Mr. A for the time being."

Mr. Rhett noticed that Townsend had used the word "temporarily", so he nodded, and the three of them found a sofa and sat down.

"I saw a lot of evil people."

A voice came from the consciousness: "Especially the one sitting in the back. I noticed that there are many abnormalities in the details of his posture. This is a lunatic, a lunatic who disregards life."

"I wonder how they would look if I could appear in front of them."

"." Tang Sen habitually wanted to rub the center of his eyebrows, but his fingers were blocked by the cold mask.

Damn it, since taking the audience potion, Smaug seems to be more talkative and a bit nasty.

It is obsessed with the feeling of second-guessing everything it sees.

"That person will be your prey." Tang Sen said subconsciously.

"Prey? He doesn't deserve it." Smaug bellowed in a familiar haughty voice. "I could crush him with a single finger."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy."

The most difficult thing about a shepherd is that you never know what abilities he has.

Of course, Townsend didn't say this sentence, otherwise he would definitely face a longer series of chatter from Smaug.

A waiter came over and said to the four of them in a low voice: "You can write your needs on paper to me, or you can go to the small room and write the items you want to sell on the blackboard during the rest period. .”

Mr. Rhett took the pen and paper and quickly wrote a few words on it.

The waiter took the note and saw the words on it, his face changed.

He subconsciously looked at Mr. Reid with a strange complex expression on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head again and said, "Guest, there is probably no precedent for this."

"I'm here, it's a precedent." Mr. Reid leaned on the sofa in a comfortable posture, without even looking at the waiter, with a casual and domineering tone.

"." The waiter was stunned for a moment, then bowed: "I will inform Mr. A of your needs."

Then, he left in a hurry.

"Mr. Reid, what are you writing?" Forsi couldn't help being curious, and asked in a low voice.

"It's not a big deal, what I wrote is—" Mr. Reid said with a smile in his tone, and spit out a few words:

"I want it all."

Forsi: "."

What is this operation?Mr. Reid is going to directly collect all the materials and formulas on the rally?
How many pounds does it cost?
No. The gold pound really wasn't a problem for Mr. Rhett, but BUT!

This doesn't seem very good, does it?

Fors finally understood why the waiter had such an expression. Among the many extraordinary gatherings that Fors had participated in, there was indeed no precedent for such a thing.

Too high profile.

"Our association has just started, and these materials and formulas are exactly what we need." Mr. Reid said as a matter of course: "Besides, they are very cheap. Since I have encountered them, why should I let them go?"

"But... this is very likely to be coveted by others." Tang Sen's tone was a little worried, and he said in a low voice: "Besides, this is equivalent to smashing Mr. A's place. I'm afraid he won't be too happy."

Mr. Rhett laughed and said lightly: "I don't care."

The waiter hurried over quickly, bent down, and said in a low voice, "Mr. A invites you to the lounge to talk."

"What? The people who organized the rally don't want me to buy things here?" Mr. Reid laughed and stood up slowly. Tang Sen and Fors quickly followed.

"Mr. A said that the guests should go alone," the waiter said hastily.

"I reject."

Mr. Rhett ignored him at all, and led the two of them straight towards the lounge.

Opening the door, Mr. A in a black robe was sitting on the sofa facing the door. He didn't speak, but the three of them could feel that the eyes under the other's mask were staring at Mr. Reid.

Mr. Reid glanced sideways at Tang Sen, then walked over calmly and sat on the sofa opposite Mr. A.

Tang Sen and Fors stood behind one on the left and one on the right.

The waiter saluted and closed the door.

The air became quiet all of a sudden, and neither party spoke for the first time. Mr. A remained motionless like a sculpture, while Mr. Reid looked around with great interest, and even raised his feet to put those delicate leather boots on the coffee table. superior.

Finally, a chuckle broke the silence.

Mr. A relaxed his posture and said, "You want all of them?"

"I want it all."

"Only cash transactions and bartering are supported here. Have you brought so much money?" Mr. A leaned forward slightly.

Tang Sen heard a voice coming from his consciousness: "His malice is full, I guess, he is considering whether to do it directly."

"Hey, let me go out quickly, I have to give him a surprise."

Tang Sen ignored him. The Aurora Society is indeed full of lunatics, and Mr. A is the best among them. He has no doubt that Mr. A is capable of killing people and stealing goods, let alone after being provoked.

But Mr. Reid obviously did not disappoint Tang Sen. He leaned back slightly, raised his chin, and said, "I only brought a few thousand pounds, which is nothing compared to my wealth."

"Really?" Mr. A laughed maliciously, and his cold eyes kept sweeping over Mr. Reid: "I just want to confirm it. After all, it is hard not to be targeted by someone with such a high-profile behavior."

"I thought you, as the organizer of the rally, would be responsible for the safety of the guests." Mr. Reid mocked, "However, thank you for reminding me, it seems that I need a bodyguard."

He paused and said with a smile, "I don't know if Mr. A will accept this business?"

"Oh?" Everyone present could hear Mr. A's astonishment.

This astonishment comes from the fact that anyone with a normal mind can feel his own malice. In fact, he is the biggest threat to the other party, but the other party wants to hire him?

Is the brain sick, or is there something to rely on?

Mr. A's eyes fell on Forsi, and he recognized that she was a frequent guest of the party.

"It seems that there is something to rely on." Mr. A narrowed his eyes hidden under the mask.

It can't be someone from the church. With such a big deal, he should be a member of a certain big family?
This is also in line with the other party's domineering and defiant posture.

"Stupid and ignorant." Mr. A made such an evaluation.

In the bright world, identity and wealth can indeed be used as a weapon, but this is the dark place of Backlund. Standing in front of the opponent is the ambassador who just assassinated Intis last night, and he is very generous. Mr. A admitted that it was the work of the Aurora Club.

However, Mr. A was not in a hurry to launch an attack. He said with great interest: "As long as the price is right, of course I will accept the employment."

Why not give free money?
He said meaningfully:

"However, I am very expensive. I am afraid that after you have paid for the materials and formula, the cash on your body is not enough to pay me."

Mr. Reid said as if he didn't feel the malice in the words: "I have money, let's make a price."

"One thousand pounds, and I will safely deliver you and the things you bought to the place you designated." Mr. A smiled in a low voice: "This is a very fair price. After all, usually I will only be responsible The safety of guests at the rally."

"It's a good deal." Mr. Reid majestically took out a bundle of banknotes from his pocket. It was a brand new ten-pound bill, one hundred notes, and a stack as thick as two fingers.

He threw the banknotes on the coffee table in front of him without hesitation, just like throwing a few pennies as a tip.

"Then I will leave this matter to you." He said, "I live in Queens, 35 Green Avenue."

Then, everyone heard Forsi let out a low exclamation.

Because what Mr. Rhett reported was the real address.

Half a month was certainly enough for Mr. Rhett to find a decent house and move.

"Hey." Mr. A glanced at the gold pound on the table, and let out an inexplicable laugh: "I like your boldness, and I will definitely deliver it myself."

Forsi twisted her body uncomfortably. It was an instinctive reaction of a person under malicious intent. She was almost sure that Mr. A would definitely go, but the purpose was definitely not just to deliver things.

But Mr. Reid didn't seem to feel it, and said with a smile: "Then, can I start purchasing materials now?"

"Of course." Mr. A spread his hands.

Mr. Reid stood up, paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and asked suddenly: "By the way, do you also accept other commissions?"

"As I said, as long as the price is right."

Mr. A is obviously in a good mood.

"Price is not a problem." Mr. Reid took out a newspaper and put it on the coffee table.

"I hope you can help me kill someone."

"Becklund Post".

Mr. A laughed again, because he saw that the headline of the newspaper was about the assassination of Ambassador Intis, which was written by himself.

After this incident, more people must know about the Aurora Society and respect the voice of the Aurora Society, right?
"The location of the creases in the seventh and eighth editions."

Mr. Read reminded, "There's the information you need."

"The person I want to kill is a detective named——"

"Sherlock Moriarty."

　There are two more chapters today, which are being coded, about one chapter before twelve o'clock, and one chapter after twelve o'clock.

　
(End of this chapter)