Chapter 165 Cleaning Up

"My lord, the guests have arrived!"

Lite knocked on the door and said softly.

"Oh, I see!"

Zimo’s voice came through the door. Although he couldn’t see Zimo’s expression, Leete could feel Zimo’s excitement—for a person who has served Zimo for fifteen years, such a It's not difficult to feel, what's more, Zimo's behavior in the past few days has fallen into Lite's eyes, which also allowed Lite to confirm his guess.

However, Lite was wise enough not to show anything, and just stood quietly at the door.

For those of them who walk in the shadows, knowing too much may not be a good thing.

And the reason why he can live smoothly until now is because he knows how to measure.

However, those who came to Vauban County at the same time as him, whose status and status far surpassed him, and who were also more capable than him, had already become skeletons due to various reasons.

Among them, the most important point is because there is too much to know.

"Lite, ask the cook to prepare more things, I want to make the table rich enough!"

Walking out the door, Zimo in a black dress gave such orders.

"Yes, sir!"

Li Te bowed and agreed, and then walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Zimo, on the other hand, stood there, filtering all the plans at the moment in his mind, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he walked into his living room with that habitual smile.

A total of five people were sitting in the living room.

Although two or three of them were already acquainted, the five of them were all wearing cloaks and masks. Covering his true appearance.

For these spies. some habits. Already engraved into the bone marrow.

"Good evening, welcome everyone!"

Zimo greeted with a warm smile.

However, the effect of such a warm smile is obviously not very good——

"The Rat,

How do you know my identity? "

A spy asked coldly.

"That's right, only the leader should be able to know our identities!"

Another spy's voice was equally cold. And you're not welcome, and the questioning in the tone is really clear and audible.

"The leader? Are you referring to Lord Mader? Unfortunately, he has been executed by Lord Lone Wolf... Now the leader of Vauban County is Lord Lone Wolf!"

Zimo replied with a constant smile.

And such words immediately made the five spies in front of them twist their bodies a little uneasy; perhaps, they had already guessed Mader's fate, but when they heard it in a real sense, they still felt uncomfortable. at ease; esp. The two spies who had a good relationship with Mader were even more so in size.

Zimo stood there. Putting everything under his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help becoming brighter - for these guys like himself, Zimo really knows too well; no matter what position they are in or what role they play, their In essence, they are all greedy for life and afraid of death.

In fact, that kind of guy who looks like a dead soldier has already become an abandoned child time and time again under Mader's plan.

Those who can stay are all characters that are easy to control.

And that's why he dared to implement this 'overhead' plan.

That's right, it's 'overhead'!

Zimo has always been obsessed with power, and he worked hard to extend his "tentacles" into every corner of Vauban City, in order to replace Mader one day.

It's just that, in normal times, he hides it well.

But this time, Dean's appearance made him see an opportunity - not only did he escape a catastrophe of life and death, but it also allowed him to implement the plan he had prepared for many years.

"Since Lord Lone Wolf has become the leader, what about... Lord Lone Wolf?"

As for the news that Gao Sai had "airborne" a leader, the senior spies in Vauban County who were present also had such news.

"Master Lone Wolf doesn't know about this gathering!"

Zimo said frankly.

"What do you want, Rat?"

The living room was silent, and after a while, a spy asked.

"What do you think? This is an opportunity for me and us!"

Zimo glanced at the five people present with a smile on his face, and said slowly.

"You want to replace it?"

A spy asked quite cautiously.

"No, no, I don't have such an idea... That Lord Lone Wolf is definitely not that easy to deal with - the great knights around Madr were all killed by this Lord Lone Wolf, I don't want to offend this Lord Lord Lone Wolf!"

Zimo waved his hands again and again, with a look of trepidation.

"Isn't that offending now?"

One of the spies present asked angrily, and the other four also turned their heads and stared closely at Zimo—it was obvious that these five senior spies were frightened by what Zimo just said.

A leader who can easily kill the Grand Knight...

For them, this is simply disaster news.

After all, such a leader, once they know about their gathering, they will definitely have no good results.

As for being soft-hearted?

They have absolutely no such luxury.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this gathering is a secret, and that Lord Lone Wolf will never know... I can swear by my real name!"

Zimo reassured the panicked spies.

"So, Rat... what do you want to do?"

asked the spy who was the first to question.

"I want to form an alliance with you!"

Zimo said his purpose with a smile on his face.

"Alliance? Do you want to evade that Lone Wolf Lord?"

Although the spies present were greedy for life and afraid of death, they were definitely not fools. After Zimo had just revealed his purpose, they had already guessed what Zimo was planning.

"How can it be considered empty? We will report any news to Lord Lone Wolf truthfully, and, after we have reviewed it layer by layer, such news must be extremely accurate...and the strength of Lord Lone Wolf. We provide more security. Make our work more efficient - it's a win-win!"

Zimo categorically denied his intentions, and, moreover, said it in a high-sounding manner.

He glanced at the spy gate present again, raised his voice slightly, and asked again: "Everyone, our alliance is beneficial and harmless... Have you forgotten the wealth accumulated by Mr. Mader?" ? If we don't form an alliance, it is impossible to obtain such wealth in our lifetime, but once we form an alliance... such wealth is simply within reach. Even, there will be more!"

Zimo clapped his hands as he spoke.

Crack, crack!

In the midst of crisp applause, two of Zimo's subordinates came out carrying a box; then, the box was opened, and under the light of the living room, the Kimpton in the alley shone brightly, breathing in and out The sound came from the mouths of those spies.

"How? Would you like to share with me?"

Zimo saw the appearance of the spies in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of complacency—although there were some objects to cover his face, he was breathing heavily. The trembling body already explained everything.

"What if we don't want to? Will we become corpses in the moat tomorrow morning?"

It was also the first spy who questioned. he asked again.

"How could it be? I'm not a person who likes to use violence. This is just our private gathering. If someone doesn't want to, they can naturally withdraw. Then, we will pretend that this thing never happened! Now, I want to hear Listen to everyone's ideas, should I join? Or quit?"

With surprise, Zimo shook his head slightly, denying the spy's guess.

Although it was a look of sincerity, none of the spies present would believe such words.

quit?

It is too easy to say.

Leaving aside the fact that coming here is considered to be on a bandit ship, just under the premise that someone joins and someone quits, the former must be a ravine, while the latter will become the target of public criticism.

This situation can only be reversed unless most of them quit!

but……

The five high-level spies looked at the people around them with their eyes hidden under the hood - obviously, none of them could confirm who would quit, or... who was waiting to quit?

After all, this looks like a good opportunity to get rid of the 'superfluous people'!

Among spies, competition is far greater than cooperation.

Even if they are all under one man's command.

Zimo was sitting not far away, watching this scene with a smile—no doubt, this did not exceed his expectation, and it was even within his expectation.

After all, he knew that Mader not only chose the timid ones among the remaining subordinates when he selected them, but also that there was a grudge between each of them.

This is for Madr to control his subordinates better.

But... Now, naturally, the foundation was laid for him.

For five full minutes, the entire living room was filled with suspicion and suspicion.

Zimo, on the other hand, calculated the time accurately. When someone was about to be overwhelmed, he stood up, and took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the wine glass on his table——

"Since no one has spoken, then... I will take it as everyone's acquiescence—now, please toast to our alliance!"

Zimo raised his glass high.

The five senior spies were silent again and hesitated for a moment. Just when two of them were impatient and ready to reach for their wine glasses, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the living room——

"Rat!"

Just Zimmer's code name and no other words.

However, just such a voice made Zimo, who had been in control of the overall situation, tremble all over. He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the figure that appeared behind him at some time, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Lonely, lonely Lord Wolf?!"

The answer Dean gave was a throwing knife thrown out of his hand.

ps first update~

Decadent went out to do errands in the morning, and came back a bit late... I'm sorry to say... (to be continued...) ()