The Black Duke of the Pirate

Chapter 351. 351. Night Demon Meister

Paul's face looked distraught, as if he couldn't accept the result, so he burst out in an instant, so he spat on the ground and said viciously, "If it weren't for me, I would still be nothing to the fuck."

"I gave you everything you want, including your ideal music country, and wealth that you can't spend in your lifetime, but you actually said that you want to disband the symphony orchestra."

Meister just frowned and didn't try to stop Paul from yelling angrily, but seeing Paul's continuous chatter, Meister's eyes became cold, staring at him and said: "Paul, you seem to say that Now, it should be because of my existence that these achievements are possible."

"Commercial performances, commercials, fan management, investor reception, all of these, if I hadn't been in the middle, even if you were talented, you wouldn't have become a superstar in this sea area like today."

Paul growled viciously at him: "But you guys have had enough fun and don't want to play anymore."

"Don't forget, this is not a game you can play whenever you want."

"In short, the Meister Symphony Orchestra must not be disbanded. If you want to disband, I will kill you."

"My life is up to me." Meester said calmly.

"In the past five years, you have made a lot of money, and that's enough. Let's get together and part ways." Meister didn't get angry because of this, but turned around calmly and packed his bags.

"What kind of shit is easy to get together and leave."

Paul said coldly, and then several bodyguards in suits rushed in from the door. These bodyguards were originally invited by the agent Paul to protect Meister, but now they have become tools to control him.

The bodyguard took out a short musket and pointed it at Meister, while he surrounded him.

"Are you trying to manipulate me? Paul." Meister turned around and saw several bodyguards, and said coldly, "Remember, you are just a manager, and you are not qualified to order me."

"What I want to do, I don't need to report to anyone, and I will never do what I don't want to do." Meester held a short baton in his arms, and then looked in front of him indifferently and got along with each other. The manager for several years said with a faint murderous intent in his voice: "Otherwise you will regret it."

"Regret?" Paul laughed arrogantly and angrily: "I will only truly regret it if I let you go. Where will I find such a good product in the future? As long as there is a band, I will always be able to make money."

At this time, Paul pulled out a musket from behind and directly pressed it against Meister's throat.

Meister didn't move, the baton in his left hand hung down by his side, and he calmly glanced at Paul: "Are you sure you want to point the gun at me?"

"Idiot." Paul spat again, looking at him with a ferocious face: "How could I be willing to kill you, a cash cow, and I still expect you to make more and more money for me, as long as you continue to perform, I won't touch you."

"If you don't agree, I'll kill you now, and I'm looking for someone to pretend to be you, and I can continue to make money with or without you."

Paul made good plans, but he didn't know that the Meister in front of him was not so easy to manipulate, and what he didn't know was how terrifying the Meister standing in front of him was.

"I've already given you a chance..." Meister suddenly sighed, "But you still pointed your gun at me."

But at this time, the door suddenly opened again, and everyone in the room was stunned, especially Meister, whose pupils shrank in surprise.

Tap, tap, tap, the crisp footsteps are like drums, very rhythmic.

The man who entered the room had two knives on his left waist. When he saw the bodyguard and Paul threatening Meister with a gun, he laughed: "I didn't expect that in the first half of the great route, the most prestigious bounty in the dark world The killer [Night Demon] will even have a day when ordinary people hold muskets to their necks."

"I thought that the dignified [Night Demon] would be as sharp in life as in the dark world, but I didn't expect him to be an artist with a gentle personality."

Hearing this, Meister didn't show the slightest surprise, but calmly cast his eyes on the young man who came with a knife.

But his agent, Paul, was taken aback. What did he mean?
"Who are you..." Paul asked the visitor indifferently, and then he suddenly reacted, turned his head in astonishment, and looked at the elegant man in front of him who had been with him for more than five years. Are you... Ye... Ye Yao?
He was answered with a cold and stern smile.

Of course, Paul knew the name of Night Demon, and knew that this bounty killer named [Night Demon] had assassinated countless important people before. where is ster?

He was covered in cold sweat all of a sudden, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a huge hammer, the viscera seemed to have stopped functioning, and his breathing became short of breath.

Why... why... why Meister is a night demon, this guy must be talking nonsense, for the past five years, Meister has been under his own surveillance, how could he become a night demon without knowing it at all? ?
"Didn't you understand?" The young man with the knife spoke again, then took a step forward and said with a smile.

The man who entered the room was Reinhardt who followed Meister. How could the ordinary guards outside stop him? Reinhardt had noticed Meister as early as when Meister entered the main stage to conduct. Ster's weirdness, and seeing the wound on his hand later, the doubts in his heart deepened, so he deliberately followed.

It wasn't until the change in the depths of Meister's eyes just now that he truly confirmed that the elegant musician in front of him was the bounty killer who failed to assassinate World Government official Nicholas a few days ago...

【Night Demon】! ! !
On the bright side, he is a musician, conductor, has his own symphony band and manager team, and at the same time has some extraordinary talents and achievements in music, so he is loved by thousands of people, and heals many people with music. people.

But secretly, no one knows that the famous musician Meester is also the famous bounty killer [Night Demon] in the dark world.

These two diametrically opposed professions have both achieved great success.

Reinhardt's voice was very soft, as if he was briefly describing a trivial matter, but Meister's brows were tightly wrinkled at this moment.

The sudden arrival of Reinhardt gave him a strong sense of crisis, but at this time, he should not panic.

So I didn't rush to deny or question, but looked at Reinhard calmly.

(End of this chapter)