Chapter 982 - I curse you! (1/2)

Silence ensued for a long time in the conference room.

Glen Krupp now knew that the Rothschild family had been planning this for a long time. At that time, he only thought that s.h.i.+ft to the right in politics was just because of a feudal grudge between the Jews and the Middle Easterners, but he didn’t expect that all of this was foreshadowing today.

Glen spoke slowly.

“Then Frankberg will become the State of Frankberg?”

“Yes.” Rothschild smiled.

“What about France?”

“The State of France.”

“Haha, what about Poland?”

“Naturally the State of Poland.”

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Glen raised his head and began to laugh hysterically as if he heard a great joke. He took two steps back and suddenly spat next to his shoes.

“Hitler should’ve killed you idiots! I’ve never prayed for him to climb out of his grave like this.”

After he cursed out, Glen pulled his coat and walked to the door without turning his head.

He opened the door, but he froze.

Blood slowly flowed down, soaking his soles and freezing his line of sight.

Outside of the conference room, a man in disbelief had his throat slit by a dagger.

“Your bodyguard is strong, but that’s it.”

Johnson grinned and leaned against the door, wiping the blood on the dagger with his hand.

“How could it be…” Glen squeezed a few words out of his throat and turned stiffly, but his eyes met a black muzzle.

Boom!

There was a spark, a gunshot, and Glen collapsed to the ground.

Smoke emitted from the revolver, and Rothschild looked straight at the expression still filled with disbelief with a sly smile.

“For the glory of the Freemasonry, please go to h.e.l.l.”

“Cough-” Blood coughed out of Glen’s mouth. He used his blood-filled pupils to stare at his former friend. “The Krupp family will not spare you… you won’t succeed.”

“Is that the case?” Carmen kneeled down and looked down at Glen’s face. “Unfortunately, as soon as you entered this building, your younger brother became the new chairman of the Krupp Group.”

Carmen paused for two seconds and added a sentence.

“With the help of Rothschild Bank.”

Glen’s eyes widened, and fury was blazing in his pupils. It was directed at the betrayal of his family or the hatred of the name Rothschild.

The muzzle gently stroked his chin, and Carmen stared into his eyes and suddenly sighed.

“My friend, I gave you a chance; you don’t have to be like this. If we had just reached an agreement, today would’ve had another ending…”

“I curse you!” Glen interrupted Carmen, and the blood was gus.h.i.+ng out of his mouth, dying his white teeth blood red. “I curse your family and you will go to h.e.l.l! Tortured by Satan!”

Carmen slightly nodded.

“My friend, you don’t have to say all this. We will meet again in h.e.l.l, but you will go first.”

Carmen gently placed the pistol on his chest, reached out and slowly closed his widened eyes. Then he removed the blood-stained ring from Glen’s stiff finger.

“And how can Satan punish his believers?”