1922. Spark (18)
"Then what should I call you in the future? General Kiman-Jai-Sheelal?" Das-Malthael looked at General Grievous's back and asked.
"I am Grievous, and this is also my choice." General Grievous dropped these words and quickly disappeared into the shadows.
Naturally, someone from Duchy of Dawn Intelligence Department arranged for him to leave on a shuttle and go where he wanted to go.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Das-Malthael's mouth, that's right! Go to Raxus Prime! Go in front of Count Dooku! Then... do what you want!
revenge!!
"Count Dooku... This time, we really say goodbye forever." The smile on Das-Malthael's face was extremely cold. "As long as you are alive, Separatists will always be Separatists... And if you die, Separatists will truly become... a prairie fire!"
He also put away Lightsaber and walked outside.
General Grievous will become a sharp blade... a sharp blade that belongs to him! And the first target this sharp blade stabbed was Count Dooku! This is not only to ignite the spark, but also to prevent Count Dooku from dying in the hands of Palpatine.
Being killed by General Grievous and being killed by Palpatine have completely different political meanings for the Galactic Empire! Once Count Dooku is killed by General Grievous, then this Clone Wars that lasted for 6 years will never have a happy ending for Palpatine.
He can never end the war and eliminate the leader to add gold to his throne. And when the time comes, the great achievements Palpatine flaunted with Duchy of Dawn's surrender will no longer exist!
The Milky Way will move to a new stage from now on!
And... it's not over yet. Because there was another person who participated in the murder of Grievous and transformed him into the cold-blooded and ruthless Robot General!
InterGalactic Banking Clan Chairman, Thorn-Hill!!
Thorn Hill would never have dreamed that Das-Malthael had already planted a deadly sharp knife on Caladan Planet behind him!
Yes, InterGalactic Banking Clan (M) controls the economic lifeline of Duchy of Dawn and Separatists, but Das-Malthael controls their carotid arteries!
Of course Tang Xiao will not touch Thorn Hill now, but in his plan, this day is not far away...
Red Comet Sith Infiltrator left Nal Hutta satellite, entered hyperspace and flew towards Dawn Star Planet.
There, Tagge family patriarch, Sanya-Tagge, who had been trained obediently by Tang Xiao, were taking off their clothes and kneeling in his office, waiting...
Tang Xiao After returning to the office, he saw the slender body shivering in the cold air.
It seems that Adele-Ulan turned off the temperature adjustment system as Tang Xiao ordered before. She was already very unhappy with this guy who was occupying her husband, and now that he was given the opportunity, she would not be polite.
In front of Sanya-Tagge, I saw a plate of food and drinks that were exquisite and rich, but still cold. It seemed that Sanya-Tagge had eaten such a frozen meal in the past two days.
This means that although the ambient temperature is around 15 degrees, Sanya-Tagge is still freezing to death.
Tang Xiao walked forward and gently stroked Sanya-Tagge's silky red hair, his hands felt cold. She was still trembling, especially when she saw Tang Xiao walking slowly, she didn't even dare to breathe.
Tang Xiao grabbed her hair, slowly lifted her up, and then gently stroked her delicate skin with the best maintenance methods, which looked like she was only 2 or 30 years old, with the back of his hand. This was originally a very gentle action, but wherever the back of his hand passed, Sanya-Tagge's body continued to tremble as if it was getting an electric shock.
"I told you to kneel here and don't move. Have you been obedient?" Tang Xiao asked calmly.
"Yes... yes..." Sanya-Tagge nodded quickly.
"Then why, when I saw this plate of food, was I touched?" Tang Xiao glanced at the food placed in front of Sanya-Tagge, and his tone gradually became cold.
"I..." Sanya-Tagge looked up at Tang Xiao's face with horror on his face, his eyes filled with despair!
Tang Xiao picked up the plate of frozen food, looked at it, and said with a sneer, "It seems you still think it's warm here." He waved his hand and immediately set the temperature of the thermostat to below zero!
Then he grabbed Sanya-Tagge by her hair, threw her to the ground, and walked up with a grin, "Then, today's treatment can begin."
After the treatment of more than 20,000 words, Tang Xiao stood aside and looked at Sanya-Tagge, who was lying on the ground with a large font. His expression was filled with endless fear and deep despair. He said, "Watch your schedule. The next treatment will be in one month."
Hearing the word treatment, Sanya-Tagge's almost numb eyes trembled again, obviously full of fear of treatment.
"This treatment... can the poison in my body be cured..." Sanya-Tagge asked slowly, with no hope in his tone.
Tang Xiao showed a devilish smile, "Your treatment will continue forever, even death will not end. Your body and soul already belong to me, and I will never tire of making you fall into endless pain."
"I... will always belong to you, my master..." Sanya-Tagge murmured. She showed a smile full of happiness, but tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Tang Xiao asked calmly, "Have you found the person who poisoned you?"
"Orman-Tagge... and...Silas-Tagge..." Sanya-Tagge's eyes were full of despair.
"It seems right. They can't wait to inherit Tagge family." Tang Xiao said coldly, "You should know what to do, right?"
"Why..." Sanya-Tagge looked at the condescending Tang Xiao, "What do you want? My director... the treatment... lasted for three years, and you didn't even make any demands on me... For you, except for the family... I am willing to give you everything I have..."
"Haha..." Tang Xiao sneered, "I'm just a little interested in you. I will charge for your treatment, and I will also cooperate with your actions, so that you can continue to take this rare poison as if nothing has happened, so that your eldest son and third son will always think that you are still suffering from the poison. As for your family..."
An unpredictable smile appeared on his face, "Even if I don't make any demands on you, Tagge family, you will surrender to me sooner or later."