"Boss, all the board members are here..."
Zemo ignored Jafar and instead spoke to Carl with a respectful expression.
"What's going on? Baron Zemo actually called that young man Boss?"
"That kid really does have quite a background!"
"I've never seen that cold-blooded man treat anyone with such respect..."
The scene immediately stirred up a wave of shock and suspicion among the crowd, and everyone began speculating about Carl's identity.
Jafar, too, showed a trace of hesitation.
He then forcefully suppressed his anger and found a seat.
He wanted to see just what these two were up to!
"Very good."
Carl slowly opened his eyes. Without wasting words, he got straight to the point and said succinctly,
"I called you all here for only one thing..."
"That is, I hope you scum will voluntarily hand over the shares in your hands and withdraw from this company!"
"That's all I have to say... Who agrees, and who opposes?!!"
The conference room fell silent at once.
Everyone stared at Carl in disbelief.
Was this guy some kind of fucking lunatic?!!
"Heh, it's been a long time since I heard such a funny joke."
Jafar was the first to attack. A disdainful sneer appeared on his broad, fleshy face.
The wariness that had just arisen in his heart vanished completely.
Even if Carl truly had some astonishing identity and background,
once he said those words, he was destined to become everyone's target.
Because... he had touched everyone's interests.
Those who incurred public wrath would die!!!
That was no exaggeration.
In today's Sokovia, every industry was already firmly controlled by the people gathered in this conference room.
Without the cooperation of people like them,
even the King of Heaven himself would find it impossible to take a single step forward!!
The others also burst into laughter.
Clearly, every last one of them had taken Carl's words as a joke.
In their eyes,
Carl was merely an ignorant, overconfident brat.
Only Zemo swept his gaze over them coldly.
These idiots seemed not to realize what they were about to face.
Then, at Jafar's prompting glance, several directors stood up one after another and declared in unison, "I oppose!!"
As though he had long anticipated this, Carl's expression remained calm and unruffled.
But the next second,
a golden radiance, as blinding as the sun, suddenly erupted from his eyes.
Bzzzt...!!!
Laser beams hot enough to melt steel instantly sliced those directors in half at the waist.
Blood and entrails splattered out and scattered across the floor.
The nauseating stench of blood and charred flesh instantly filled the entire conference room.
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"D-Don't... don't kill me, I agree!!"
"Help! This lunatic is too terrifying!"
"Just let me leave this damned place! I'll give you whatever you want."
Almost everyone was stunned by the sudden scene before them.
After a brief daze, the remaining directors finally came to their senses in utter disarray.
Some turned pale and tried to flee, only for their legs to buckle and send them sprawling onto the floor!
Some vomited in terror, the muscles all over their bodies twitching uncontrollably!
Others were so frightened that they went limp, curled up in their chairs, and screamed while trembling!
These capitalists, who were usually arrogant and tyrannical and regarded human life as less than grass,
had never seen such a hellish, bloody scene.
They had never imagined before
that one day, death would descend upon the heads of "superior people" like them in such a brutal fashion.
Compared to ordinary people who exhausted themselves every day over survival, family, and work,
these capitalists clearly cherished their lives more and feared death more deeply!
Because once they died, it meant they had lost completely.
They could no longer enjoy and plunder this wonderful world!
At this moment,
in their eyes, Carl had changed from that arrogant and ignorant young man into a terrifying demon like the Grim Reaper!
No!
Perhaps "ruler" was more fitting.
He could rule over their lives, deaths, and fates!!
Zemo was also somewhat dumbfounded when he saw this.
Wait, Boss, was this the method of "persuasion" you mentioned?
It really was simple and brutal...
Hehe, but I liked it!
What Zemo did not know was that
Carl had originally intended to use the Mind Stone's power to make these people hand over their shares directly.
But after he "saw" the filthy memories in their minds, he immediately changed his mind.
Take the scum he had just killed, for example.
Among them were not only people who openly sold young girls on the black market and orchestrated the high-priced resale of human organs,
but also demonic tycoons who ran adult playgrounds on private islands, providing special services for dignitaries from various countries in exchange for enormous profits and insider information!
In short,
not a single one of these people was any good.
Carl had closed his eyes earlier because he did not want to look at this garbage for even one more second.
Otherwise, he was afraid he would not be able to resist starting the massacre early!
"Zemo, I'll leave all matters concerning the transfer of shares entirely to you."
Carl did not continue the slaughter. Instead, he gave his orders blandly,
"Also, officially rename Sokovia Holding Group to Warp Group, and conduct a comprehensive review and assessment of all employees.
Clear out every last person with ulterior motives or who is unworthy of their position. I don't want such parasites in my company!"
Carl deliberately drew out his words.
As his gaze swept across the room,
the remaining directors nodded repeatedly like pecking chickens.
They were terrified that if they moved even a little too slowly, they would be cut down on the spot.
Jafar was even more frightened into silence. He desperately put on a fawning expression as he agreed,
"I... I'll draft a share transfer agreement immediately, then fully cooperate with Baron Zemo in the handover of power!!"
At this point, he and the others could not wait to leave this dangerous place and get as far away from Carl, this god of slaughter, as possible.
Although those shares were under Jafar's name,
they had nothing whatsoever to do with him. They were all Hydra's assets.
So, naturally, he did not feel the slightest heartache at handing them over now.
After all, "It's only a few million dollars a month. Why are you risking your life for it?!"
"Good. Since no one has any objections, I'll take that as unanimous approval."
Carl then looked at Jafar and said with a faintly amused smile,
"Mr. Prime Minister, as the rebel army's mastermind, let's have a proper discussion about how to end this civil war next!"
"W-What... you, you, you... how did you know?!"
An expression of utter horror instantly appeared on Jafar's face.
No matter how hard he thought about it,
he could not understand how the man before him had learned of such a secret identity!!!
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