Bob Jones looked at Paul Scheis with hatred.
"How could you bow to such an inhuman monster!"
Paul Scheis didn't even look at him, but looked at Richard respectfully.
"Mr. Mage, unlike Director Jones, I am happy to cooperate with a powerful person like you..."
"Alas!" Richard sighed.
As a man of fun, he should have smiled and watched them finish the show, but his time was a bit tight. After all, there were twelve people on the board of directors behind Red Mountain Group...
If you want to completely deal with them today, you have to move quickly.
So...
"I'm sorry, I just want to say that your acting skills are actually quite bad..."
After speaking, he drew a circle with one hand, and a crimson Portal appeared at the feet of the two directors.
"No..."
They exclaimed and fell directly in.
At this time, the door to the reception room was violently opened, and the manor's security personnel rushed in with guns in hand.
"Raise your hands and don't do anything else!"
"Head, Mr. Jones is missing!"
"Boy, tell me where you got Mr. Jones!"
Richard put his hands behind his back, took a step back, and disappeared into Portal.
"Oh, no, he's running away!"
"Shoot quickly!"
Immediately, a torrent of bullets penetrated the air, turning the walls of the conference room into a hornet's nest...
On an uninhabited island, Bob Jones and Paul Scheis fell from mid-air. They seemed to have injured their legs and feet. They got up and limped away into the woods.
After Richard appeared, it floated over.
"Remind the two gentlemen that this is an uninhabited island..."
Bob Jones and Paul Scheis looked at each other with expressions of despair.
Bob Jones slammed Walking Stick, scratched his neck and said, "Come on, bastard, kill me now!"
Richard shook his head, opened his hand and grabbed it, and pulled out his virtual blue soul.
"Spirit Vision Retrospection!"
He closed his eyes and began to search for memories.
Paul Scheis Seeing this magical scene, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
"God, how could things develop to this point..."
Richard slowly opened his eyes.
"Billy Butcher, London"
"Dave Sharman, Rome"
"Robert Aligin, Stockholm"
"Lanny Thurmond, Bern"
"Steve Pettit, New York"
"Chris Thomas, Buenos Aires"
"There is also information about the four directors. Can Director Shays help me?"
Paul Scheis closed his eyes and shed tears of regret.
The next second, Richard slapped his soul out of his body with a palm.
The fingertips lingering in red Mana pierced his soul.
"Hmm~"
Richard looked at his memory thoughtfully.
"Hehehehe~"
"I didn't expect Director Shayes to still serve the CIA..."
"Kill me!" Paul Scheis's soul said in pain.
Richard shook his finger and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, I will give you a decent ending."
After saying that, he sent Paul Scheis's soul back into his body.
Then spread the fingers of both hands apart and cross them.
The body slowly levitated, and shadows walked out from behind him, turning into entities in the blink of an eye Clone.
Bob Jones was lying on the beach, dumbfounded as he looked at the ten Magic Clones walking out from behind Richard.
"This, this must be the power of Satan!"
Richard called the Snap and said, "Bring back all the remaining ten directors!"
Ten Magic Clone nodded and teleported away.
After a while, Portal opened, and Clone came back one after another, each holding a director behind Red Mountain Group in their hands.
Richard waved his hand, and Magic Clone disappeared.
At this time, all the top executives of Red Mountain Group gathered on the beach of the uninhabited island.
They surrounded Bob Jones and Paul Scheis and asked aggressively.
"Director Jones, what is going on?"
"Director Shays, how did that scary guy find us?"
"That's right, our names are not on the board of directors of Red Mountain Group!"
Paul Scheis kept a straight face and just silently recited "Bible".
Bob Jones picked up Walking Stick, snorted coldly, and turned away, too lazy to talk nonsense to these dying people.
"Bob Jones! What is your attitude!"
"Speak quickly! Did you tell the secret?"
"Asshole, labor and management even made an appointment with the bank's top management today to discuss the loan. Now everything is ruined!"
"Hey, repay the loan, look at the situation now, man! We don't know how we will die soon..."
"Fart! The labor and management support hundreds of people in Old Mo, who dares to touch me!"
Richard crossed his arms across his chest and floated quietly above their heads.
"Everyone, the directors of Red Mountain Group..."
Richard's voice was very loud, as if it was exploding in the ears of these directors.
This is a little spell he invented, and its name is 'Sonorus'.
As the name suggests, as long as you cast this spell, when you speak, even in a small voice, the effect is comparable to holding a loudspeaker and shouting into your ears.
The directors looked up at Richard and looked at each other in shock.
Don't look at the way they just acted against Bob Jones and Paul Scheis, but when faced with Richard, they all turned into little chickens.
"Now let's discuss compensation."
Richard said, and with a wave of his hand, the red Eldritch Whip wrapped around Paul Scheis and pulled him to the front.
"Director Shayes, you know the situation of Red Mountain Group best. I will need your help in a moment."
Paul Scheis nodded weakly.
The other directors looked at each other, somewhat confused about the situation.
Bob Jones punched Walking Stick and sneered, "Director Shays has been serving the CIA. He knows exactly what color underwear you guys are wearing now."
"What!"
"Director Shayes, you..."
"Asshole, I told you that every time I shipped goods, the CIA intercepted the message in advance. It turned out to be you!"
Paul Scheis Listening to the ridicule and insults in his ears, he simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.
"That's enough, everyone!"
The voice of Richard exploded from their ears.
The pain from the eardrums made the directors couldn't help but cover their ears.
"I need compensation now, do you understand?"
"Take out the best technology or achievements you have to express your apology."
"As long as your things satisfy me, I guarantee that this matter will not affect your family until it is over..."
"But if I'm not satisfied... hehe, I'm sorry, you have to pray to God..."
Richard just finished speaking.
The directors reacted immediately.
Someone who thought he could bargain, "Mr. Mage, I can sell New York a building in the city center!"
A grumpy warlord. "You'd better let me go, boy, otherwise my army will kill all your relatives and friends..."
"Alas..." Richard sighed, raised his hand and pointed, a small red flying sword instantly penetrated the head of the warlord leader.
"I hate idiots..."