After speaking in that disguised tone, Donna still hung up the phone before Lothar 11 could speak.

"I hope this young master won't cry."

"After all, he is one of the few good guys among those guys."

After using these words to evaluate Lothar 11, the lady who had planned everything in front of her suddenly staggered. Although she stood firm the next moment, she still frightened the following warrior.

"Deputy chief?"

Thors' eyes were full of worry and he asked with concern in his voice.

He knew very well why they were able to complete this seemingly coincidental design so smoothly.

Apart from the deputy leader’s flawless plan, he just borrowed the power of that ‘thing’.

If this were not the case, it would be impossible to hide the secret existences among the 'Hundred Families'.

Of course, such ‘borrowing’ is not without reason.

Yes, there is a price to pay.

"fine."

"Still within the control range."

"Cough cough cough."

Before she could finish her words to comfort her subordinates, Donna started coughing repeatedly.

Scarlet appeared in the palm covering his mouth.

Donna looked at this scarlet color with helplessness in her eyes.

The backlash was more severe than she imagined.

There isn't much time left for her.

"Toles, we have to speed up."

Saying these words, Donna quickly walked outside.

Thors looked at the deputy leader's back, opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Finally, he took out his gun, shot Sender 3 and the middle-aged secretary three times each, and then quickly chased after them.

Click!

The iron door closed again.

Everything returned to quiet.

Lothar 11, who was holding the phone, froze on the spot.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

What does 'Master, everything has been solved' mean?

What did I tell you to do?

And who are you?

Lothar 11 felt weak for a while, holding on to the wall, and just knelt in the corridor.

He seemed to have seen a huge pot falling from the sky and landing on him.

The explanation is unclear!

The other party will not give him a chance to explain!

Or rather...

People around him wouldn't give him a chance to explain!

what to do?

what to do?

what to do?

Lothar 11 kept thinking about this question in his mind.

In fact, the answer lies within him.

If he wants to survive, he can only hold on to his existing 'power'!

Then, show yourself.

Finally compromised.

Only in this way can he survive.

but!

Lothar 11 was sure that if he really did this, he would fall into the opponent's trap.

And what if you don't?

He can only wait to die.

Dilemma!

"What is your real purpose?"

Lothar 11 whispered to herself.

At this moment, Lothar 11 still couldn't see clearly what the other party's purpose was.

Not even a reliable guess.

Create another 'riot' in the 'Game Building'?

No!

The first time, it was an accident, it was a mistake that could not be prevented, it was because the other party had the right time, place, people and people, and it was planned for a long time.

Now!

The entire 'Game Building' has already been heavily guarded, and it is impossible to let such a thing happen again.

As for provoking a war between the Lothar Family and the Sender Family?

It's even more impossible.

His eldest brother and father would never go to war with the 'Send Family' because of him.

If the 'Send Family' pursues the case, he will definitely be handed over.

After all, he is the eleventh heir to the family, and the family will not bear any more for him.

Tears began to flow again unconsciously.

He is afraid.

He is afraid.

He was a little afraid to bear the consequences of making this decision.

But, he wants to live!

Thinking of this, he pressed the button of the electronic watch on his wrist.

The next moment, the four Beards who were playing in the corridor came in.

"Master Lothar 11?"

The four Beards looked at Lothar 11 kneeling there in surprise.

"My knees are a bit stiff, and the doctor recommended that I do more squat exercises."

Saying these words, Lothar 11 stood up holding on to the wall.

Squat?

Beard, Pers, Rosslow, and Jia Lun looked at each other.

The four of them knew what a deep squat was like, and what Lothar 11 did just now had absolutely nothing to do with a deep squat.

However, the four of them did not ask further questions.

Not only were the four of them very knowledgeable, but also because Lothar 11 looked very serious at the moment.

Rare seriousness.

That is the solemnity that only exists when life and death are at stake.

"We are now in dire straits!"

"Now there is still a chance for you to leave!"

"Don't agree rashly because of my identity and friendship. It's really a matter of life and death now!"

"More dangerous than before?"
To be continued...