Chapter 532: Huge Bureau

The air ban was lifted, and many of Gold.com's top brass began to rush to the area, and they had to find out what was going on in Montreal.

In a day or two, a lot of news came in, some said that Montreal was dead, and some said that Montreal was not dead at all.

It's not clear whether you're dead or not, but if you're really dead, then everything is fine, and if you're not dead, it's always good to take a look at this time.

"Master, if Montreal is dead, is it really appropriate for us to go over now? Maybe a blow will be inflicted on us. ”

"No, you're wrong. Now it is Flann's steward who is guarding there, and he will not dare to kill us if he is given a hundred dares. If you really die, how can you rob others if you don't go? ”

“……”

This is a conversation between a senior executive and his own think tank, and there are many more such conversations.

"Master, we must speed up, whether he is dead or alive, we must go as fast as possible."

"Why?"

"If we die, we must fight for our own cake as soon as possible; If we don't die, we have to convince him that we don't have different intentions. ”

"You're right, we're ready to leave right away."

“……”

Whether Montreal is dead or alive affects the hearts of the 17 high-level executives of the Golden Network, and they all rush here.

If he dies, he must fight for this cake in the first place, or fight for the position of Montreal; If you don't die, it's okay to show your concern.

All in all, each has its own plans and ideas, but no matter what, they have to come and find out if Montreal is dead.

There are a total of eighteen people in Montreal, of which Montreal occupies half of the country, and the remaining seventeen people are divided into the other half.

His life and death are too important.

"The master is resting, and the effect of the anesthetic will wake up after the effect of the anesthetic has passed...... Thank you Mr Dale for your concern, but now the owner needs to recuperate......"

"Thank you very much Mr. Allen for your concern, the master needs to wait for the effect of the anesthetic to pass when he wakes up, so don't bother."

“……”

Butler Fren received many phone calls, all of which asked him whether he was alive or dead in Montreal, and his answer was very tactful, telling them that the owner was still sleeping and it was inconvenient to disturb them.

But the more this happens, the more those who are ready to move can't hold back and are eager to find out.

Death is a way of operating; Being alive is another way of operating.

But others expressed concern that this was a trap.

Butler Flon walked into the locked-down hospital room, stared at Montreal lying there covered in corpses, pulled out the phone in his left hand and dialed it, holding a voice recorder in his right hand.

"Mr. Dennis, the master wants to speak to you." Butler Fren spoke to the phone and turned on the recorder.

"Dennis, you don't need it."

The recorder broadcasts Montreal's voice, and Daniel, a high-ranking executive who hears it, is struck by lightning.

"Thank God you are alive and I pray every day...... Sir, how could I not come? I had to rush as fast as I could, as far as I know, Alan and they didn't have any good intentions, so I rushed as fast as I could! ”

"Hmm...... In that case...... Show me your faithfulness. ”

Montreal's voice reached the other end of the phone again, and Dennis, who was drenched in sweat, could now be sure that the other party was not dead.

"Don't worry, sir, I am your most loyal servant!"

There was no more Montreal voice on the phone, and Dennis, who was waiting, heard the voice of Flon butler.

"Mr. Dennis, the master is very tired now, and he has had a hard time speaking after his trachea has been cut, but fortunately his vocal cords are intact." Steward Flon whispered, "The master knows the form he is currently facing, and he has chosen you. ”

"Yes, yes, I am the most loyal to my husband!"

"I hope you don't disappoint your master." Butler Fren smiled, "This is a game of chess played by the master, do you understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes...... Understood, understood! ”

“……”

At this moment, Dennis was already sweating, and after hanging up the phone, he sat heavily on the sofa, and his heart was about to beat out.

He was glad that he was not impulsive, otherwise he would have died first.

"Hurry up, bring someone, and we'll get over right away!"

"Yes, master!"

“……”

Butler Flon stayed in the hospital room, a smile blooming on his face in front of Montreal's body, and he made several phone calls, in the same way to let the other party know that Montreal was still "alive".

When the call ended, he sat heavily in his chair, facing the blue face of Montreal.

"Master, your unfinished business will soon be done, so there is no regret that you should die." Butler Fren smiled, "The only hope now is that the soldiers will go well and live up to their mission." ”

“……”

It's a huge game, and Flon Steward starts manipulating it as soon as Montreal dies.

He definitely can't kill the other seventeen high-ranking people, but it doesn't matter, he can borrow a knife to kill people, and it has nothing to do with him.

You are here, and you were killed by the soldier Ge Zhen, even if others know that he did it, but you didn't do it yourself, what can you do?

He just used Ge Zhen as a gunman.

……

At this time, Ge Zhen, who was staying in the rainforest, carried a PM sniper rifle, carried an anti-materiel weapon, and carried two magazines in his tactical vest.

One of the magazines is a normal bullet used by anti-materiel weapons, and the other is full of high-explosive shells.

This is the real killing weapon, no matter how terrifying the defense ability is in front of you, you can also rely on such a gun to achieve a devastating tear.

"Get a sniper to send me a gun? This is to borrow a knife to kill people. Ge Zhen smiled and said to Saul on the radio: "I said Saul, you are really good, if I am not mistaken, it is one of you who wants to take the position, and then use the death of Montreal to wipe out the rest of the forces, right?" ”

Thor didn't answer Ge Zhen's question, he crushed the radio and made the channel disappear.

He won't answer this question, because that's the game of the higher-ups, all he has to do is obey, and it doesn't matter to him what the higher-ups do.

But Thor admired Ge Zhen's reasoning very much, and he immediately reported the matter to Steward Fren, telling the other party what Ge Zhen said.

"I see." Steward Flon replied.

He smiled, this bureau didn't even think about hiding Ge Zhen, because no matter whether he gave the other party a gun or not, the other party had to complete the slaughter.

Isn't it good to slaughter a few more big shots? Isn't it good for soldiers to be more famous?

Good, very good!

This is Ge Zhen's psychology at this time, he is here to slaughter, he can't run away after killing Montreal, since he can't run away, what do you care?

Come and eat as much as you want, Ge Zhen's appetite has always been very good.

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