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In the vast desert.
A very large tent made of dark red camel hair was pitched on the sand dunes.
Gold and stones flowed out of the tent, burning like purgatory.
There are a lot of ice cubes placed in the tent, which is refreshing and refreshing.
Hell and Heaven are only separated by a tent.
and Money Power.
Wearing face scarves and exposing their navels, the exotic maids stood aside, ready to fulfill any wish of the owner here.
"Huh! It's so cool!" Mike raised his neck and drank the ice soda in the glass in one gulp.
Drinking ice soda in the desert will make you feel cool just thinking about it.
There are also snowflakes and beef on the table, fried on stones exposed to the sun in the desert until medium-rare, and supplemented with special seasonings, which really has a unique flavor.
It's just that Mike looks a bit ugly when eating.
Fork the whole piece of beef directly, bite, chew, and swallow. The eating and broadcasting posture makes people salivate and create appetite.
It was a piece of top-quality beef that was as big as a palm and as thick as a finger. Mike ate more than a dozen pieces and felt full.
Now he is a camel.
If you eat hard once, you will be hungry for several days.
Of course, under normal circumstances, Mike still eats three meals a day.
Dun, dun, dun...
A bottle of red wine costing tens of thousands US dollar, which you may not be able to buy if you have money, is treated like ice soda: cow drink.
Sitting opposite Mike is the second prince of a small country called Middle East. His name is too long and difficult to pronounce, so I can't remember it.
I have no intention of remembering it either.
The second prince is a bit ugly, so we simply call him "Second Ugly Prince".
Second Ugly Prince was trembling and sweating on his forehead. Behind him were the corpses of two Grimm Royal Family bodyguards, with blood and brains splattered all over him.
A small king has supreme power, has a large amount of oil stored underground, and is extremely rich. The country is rich, but the people are poor, because all property, including the people, belongs to the Grimm Royal Family.
Excuse me, why is the Maoist human rights fighter United States silent?
Answer: Because it is in United States's interests?
For capitalists, human rights are not as good as money.
What do you think?
According to the laws of this country, the eldest son inherits the throne, and the second prince inherits a fortune that is enough to be squandered.
Some people become particularly empty when they have money and status but have no goals to strive for.
Very normal.
But some people use inappropriate methods to fill the void.
For example, this Second Ugly Prince became a member of the High Table organization and likes to watch videos of killers torturing and killing targets.
"Don't, don't... don't kill me! I have money!"
"I know you have money. I heard that in your country, you can dig out oil by just digging with an iron rod." Mike said gently, "Don't be afraid, I also like money. Since we have common interests and hobbies, we should be able to talk. What should we talk about? How about High Table's compensation for my personal losses?"
"Okay, okay!" Second Ugly Prince wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.
Normally, he wipes his sweat with a silk handkerchief.
And throw it away after wiping it.
Second Ugly Prince breathed a sigh of relief, just talk if you need to, what I'm most afraid of is a reckless man who will explode his brain if he disagrees with you.
Mike took out two crumpled tissues and pushed them in front of Second Ugly Prince.
The first one lists the damage done by the killers to the supermarket door glass, exterior walls, flowers and plants, totaling about 1,500 US dollar. The materials don't cost much, but the labor is expensive. There are also Mike the costs of using Nichirin Sword, Possession Card, etc.
Looking at the number US dollar, which was less than one hundred thousand, the corners of Second Ugly Prince's mouth twitched, as if he was cursing someone.
The price of the beef and red wine that just went into Mike's belly, including transporting it from foreign countries to China by special plane and transporting it to the desert by helicopter, the cost is more than one hundred thousand US dollar.
Resisting the urge to curse, Second Ugly Prince looked at the second tissue.
The second one just has a few words: [Mental damages: one billion U. S. dollars.]
Second Ugly Prince I really want to curse people, and curse them to my heart's content.
Mike sneered, "Why is the amount inappropriate?"
Second Ugly Prince:"No, no."
One billion US dollar is not a small amount for anyone. Anyway, he is not the one to pay for it. If he shares it, it is not unacceptable.
Mike:"You can bargain a bit, so..."
"Can this reduce the amount?"
"No, this will give me an excuse to kill you with one shot."
Second Ugly Prince:""
Mike stood up and patted the hem of his clothes. "Since you agree, I'll go and convince the next one. You won't regret it, right?"
Second Ugly Prince waved his hands repeatedly. "No! Absolutely not!"
Mike suddenly asked the maid next to him.
Very strange.
From the time Mike killed Second Ugly Prince's bodyguards, these women had almost no reaction. If it weren't for their heartbeats and breathing apparatus, Mike would have thought they were robots.
Mike asked one of the others, "Can you speak English?"
The maid turned her head and asked Second Ugly Prince with her eyes.
Second Ugly Prince nodded with a polite smile from Mike.
"Yes, I can have a normal conversation." the maid replied.
"Then why are you so... calm?" Mike asked again, "Aren't you afraid?"
The maid replied, "After being sent to the palace by our families, we became tools called "personal maids", not women, not even people. The master did not give orders, and as tools, we have no right to make our own decisions. This is the "custom and habit" of this country."
Phew~
It's hard to imagine that in this day and age, such "customs and habits" still exist. Where are the human rights fighters?
Mike asked, "When the master dies, the tools must also be buried, right?"
The maid's tone was terrifyingly calm. "Yes."
Second Ugly Prince breathed a sigh of relief.
Feel safe.
However, Mike didn't look back, and shot Second Ugly Prince's head off with one shot. The latter refused to close his eyes, his eyes full of confusion about "why".
If Mike sympathizes with these maids, then he should not be killed.
Mike took out a tissue and added, "One bullet" to the list of damages.
"You are not living like this at all, right? Why don't you take a gamble and bet on how big my face is." Mike took out a business card and put it on the table, "If the king gives me face, you can live as human beings. If the face is not big enough, then I'm sorry, you will die. However, I promise, I will personally give him a bullet."
After saying that, these maids did not respond, like tools that shut down without the owner's order.
A helicopter waits behind the dunes for Mike.
The pilot smiled and asked, "Did the conversation go well?"
Mike smiled and said, "Well, it went very smoothly."
If you want High Table to surrender, you must kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Second Ugly Prince's bones are too soft and the chicken is not qualified as a warning to the monkeys. Mike really didn't intend to kill him originally.
But, it's not like you can't kill, right?
If a chicken can't scare a monkey, then kill a few more. If that doesn't work, just uproot High Table.
It's not difficult anyway, it's just a waste of time.
Until the helicopter disappeared on the horizon, those wooden maids finally moved, and they prostrated themselves in the direction of Mike - this is the highest etiquette in this country, used to worship the king... and God.
Mike is very busy. After leaving Middle East, there are still many places to visit: Italy Sicily, Russia St. Petersburg, Japan Hokkaido, China Guangdong-Hong Kong, Gentleman Country Edinburgh, Gaul Marseille.
He is really busier than President United States. Fortunately, there is a billion US dollar temptation, so I just treat it as a trip.