Chapter 170: Caesar's Taste
After seeing this old man, most of the people present stood up. Allen walked down from the chairperson's position, approached the visitor, and said with a smile: "I don't know that Mr. Gui, you are coming, please wait for me. Our committee is questioning the current chairman Mr. Victor. You can go to my office to wait for me, without delay..."
Before Alan finished speaking, the old man was sitting in his seat. He glanced at Victor who was still sitting, smiled slightly, and turned to Alan and said, "No need to be so troublesome. Since I catch up, I will attend this meeting. Although I am not the chairman of the Liberty Club, I am still a lifelong member. It is up to the right to attend this questioning meeting, right?"
"Of course, you are the founding partner of the Liberty Club, and of course you have this right." After Allen finished speaking, he sat next to Gui Bugui, and then the other committee members sat down. Then he looked at Victor, who had a faint smile on his face and said, "Okay, Mr. Victor, please explain why he suffered failure in Italy?"
"I don't think that is called failure." Victor nodded to the old man with a smile, and then continued: "It's just a little bit of a bad thing, but there is still good news. Our opponents have all their cards, and from now on, their every move is in our control. If nothing unexpected happens, in three months, these remnants of the Dark Night will be completely wiped out. After the end of the year, I will bring the Apocalypse to this conference room. As the Apocalypse protector, the Freeman Club will completely replace the Dark Night..."
"Up to now, I don't understand why the Liberty Club replaced Dark Night." Before Victor finished speaking, the old man who replaced Allen on the rostrum had already interrupted him impolitely. After pausing for a moment, he continued: "You have cleverly avoided me and did not allow me to attend the meeting. So, please ask any gentleman or lady to explain to me the necessity of our Liberty Club to replace Dark Night."
After the old man finished speaking, the scene immediately became quiet and no one dared to talk easily. Seeing that no one dared to touch the old man's tiger beard, Alan took a deep breath and gave himself courage. When he was about to speak, Victor, who was sitting in the position of being questioned, said first: "Because the previous Dark Night did something wrong, they just imagined the names of the people on the Apocalypse list as the devil who destroyed this world based on unfounded guesses. If Dark Night had not obstructed again and again, the world had been unified a thousand years ago. Now there would be no endless wars, and there would be no mutual killing between religions and races. Dark Night had been wrong for thousands of years, and we must turn it around from the root."
"I really can't believe that such words would be spoken from a Jewish man." The old man stared coldly at Victor in front of him, paused for a moment and continued: "Do you still remember who appeared in the list of Dark Night? If Adolf Hitler heard what you said today, he might regard you as his most like-minded comrade-in-arms."
Victor did not agree with the old man's words. After a faint smile, he said, "As a Jew, I hate Hitler and his Third Reich from my bone marrow. However, as the current chairman of the Freeman Club, I have an obligation to reverse the mistake of the Millennium of Dark Night and find a savior who has the ability to rule the world. This does not conflict with my nationality and religion."
When the old man sneered and wanted to say something, Allen smiled and said to him: "Mr. Guibugu, I'm sorry, our meeting has come to an end. The vote for Mr. Victor as chairman of the Liberty Club distrust proposal. Of course, as a lifelong committee member, you also have the right to cast your precious vote."
After saying that, Allen did not wait for the reaction of returning. He said to other members present: "Now we have begun to vote on the proposal for distrust of Mr. Victor. Now we believe that Mr. Victor has had a major problem and those who are not suitable to continue as the chairman of the Liberty Club, please raise your hands..."
After Allen finished speaking, everyone in the conference room looked at Gui Bugui, who was sitting in the chairperson's seat. As long as he raised his hand, more than half of his followers would immediately raise their hands. However, what everyone, including Victor, did not expect was that Gui Bugui was just staring at Victor, and he had no intention of raising his hand.
If you don’t raise your hand, the rest of the people dare not raise your hand rashly. At this time, Allen continued: "Then let's continue. Now please raise your hand if you think Mr. Victor can continue to serve as the chairman of the Liberty Club..."
After he finished speaking, Gui Bugui sat in his seat as he was, without any expression. Seeing that no one raised his hand in the conference room, Alan coughed and then raised his arm the first. Seeing that Gui Bugui still had no intention of stopping him, the remaining people began to raise their arms one after another. Finally, Alan announced: "The number of people who trust Mr. Victor is more than half, and Mr. Victor will continue his term as the chairman of the Liberty Club... Mr. Gui Bugui, do you have anything else to say?"
"I'm very disappointed with the current Liberty Club." When I spoke, Gui Bugui had already stood up. After pausing for a while, he continued to say to the men and women in the conference room: "I didn't expect the club I created would become like this. Since the roots have rotted, I'm waiting to see with my own eyes how you ended. Good luck..."
While speaking, the old man named Gui Bugui walked out of the conference room with amazement eyes from everyone in the conference room. Standing at the gate of the conference room, Gui Bugui turned around and looked at Victor for the last time, and then said, "You are digging your own grave. Now the grave has been dug open, so I'm waiting for you to jump in by yourself. I feel sad for your Sassoon family..."
A few hours after the old man left the conference room, the plane of Acuo and his men landed at Sydney Airport. In order to avoid Victor finding flaws, Sun Desheng did not contact the transportation in advance this time, and then got into two taxis at the airport gate and began to drive all the way to the famous James Cook Mental Hospital in the supernatural circle.
More than an hour later, two taxis stopped at the hospital door. Last time, Acuo followed Monroe to the place, but it was in broad daylight and the gate of the mental hospital did not seem so gloomy. However, the hospital door is still closed now. After Acuo knocked on the door for a long time, the old man with a hunchback, the sword Thors opened the door.
After seeing the knocking person was a Chinese who accompanied Monroe last time, Thors looked behind Acuo. Except for Sun Desheng and others, he did not see Monroe. He immediately felt helpless. After looking at Acuo, he said, "This week is not the time for visiting! If you want to visit the patient, please early next week!"
"Who said we were seeing the patient?" At this time, Sun Desheng came over and continued to say to the hunchbacked old friend with a smile: "We are here to send the patient to Mr. James Sheemann, who said that there were two patients from him who were in the previous psychiatric hospital. He fell ill after he was discharged from the hospital. The previous psychiatric hospital had closed down, so there was no choice but to send him to him."
"Sorry, my door is a private mental illness treatment center and does not accept patients outside." At this moment, a sound that seemed to be a silver bell rang in the hospital. Then Miss Margaret, who made Acuo dare not forget it yet, walked out of it.
Her appearance did not change at all, and even in broad daylight, it was still so amazing. After seeing Acuo, Miss Margaret gave him a charming look and said, "Dear, Mr. Siman has no time to visit today..."
Chapter completed!