Start from the old nine gates

Chapter 26 The Immortal Association
The morning light is faintly bright, and a touch of fish-belly whiteness gradually penetrates the dawn, ushering in the dawn of a new day.

North of Los Angeles, inside a high-end manor in Montecito.

Mortimer Sackler leaned back against the pillow, as a figure at the top of Los Angeles, should have been in the capital world.

But now he can only lie quietly on the bed, waiting for death to come.

When I first learned that I had cancer, Mortimer Sackler was so unwilling, and I wanted to fight.

The torment after another was not the dawn of victory, but the endless abyss. Finally, Mortimer Sackler chose to surrender in front of the cancer of the century's killer.

He seemed to feel a little thirsty, and when he wanted to reach for the water glass next to the bed, he suddenly froze.

Immediately, a chill rose from his body and quickly spread to his whole body, even his hairs stood on end!

Because at some point, an invitation letter appeared next to the water glass next to his bed.

Mortimer distinctly remembered going to bed last night without it beside his bed.

It is even more impossible for this invitation letter to be brought in by his subordinates, because everything brought into the house must be approved by himself.

This also means that a person quietly passed through the heavy guards and came to his room just to put this invitation letter.

Thinking of this, Mortimer frowned slightly.

Who is this person and why.

Mortimer, who couldn't figure it out, took the invitation letter over. On the cover of the invitation letter, there was a somewhat weird logo, a person standing on top of ouroboros, and under the logo, there was a line of small slogans:

Only by standing above time can we peep into eternal life.

"Another organization of madmen seeking immortality?" Mortimer frowned.

Mortimer has seen many such organizations, and even joined one or two similar ones when he was young, but it is a pity that there are only a group of people who hang sheep and sell dog meat.

Some are even on a whim, and some are for defrauding money.

Norman murmured in a low voice, then he snorted coldly and turned to the first page.

Immediately, a piece of text written with a gel pen came into view, and the content on it was also very simple, only a simple sentence.

"Dear Mr. Mortimer Sackler:"

"Cancer is not a terminal illness of human beings, but a stone that hinders the progress of human beings. We are looking forward to your arrival, International Hotel, Room 504."

"Eternal life is no longer vain, even God will be bowed under our feet."

Fraud organization?

No, Mortimer shook his head. If it was really a fraudulent organization, he might not even be able to enter his own door.

In any case, Mortimer sneered at the other party's mention of eternal life.

If the other party can really live forever, why bother to look for him.

Although Mortimer thought he could be considered a rich man, there was still a lot of gap compared with the top families in America.

I have to say, even though Mortimer knew that the other party had a high probability of telling the truth, so what, could he just ignore it?
Even if there is only a one percent chance, do you dare to give up this opportunity?

Thinking of this, Norman sighed silently, and rang a small bell on the other side of the bed.

Soon a maid came in, lowered her head and asked respectfully, "Mr. Mortimer, do you have any orders?"

"Go and call Kars over here."

"Yes, Mr. Mortimer."

Soon a tall, muscular middle-aged man walked in, and just standing there made one feel a sense of oppression that seemed to be there.

Karls is not only a battle-experienced mercenary, but also the most trusted person around Mortimer.

"Kars, you are here, get ready, let's go to the International Hotel."

"Hmm." Kars was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Mortimer's firm gaze.

Seeming to understand something, Kars nodded, turned and walked out.

An hour later, three Ford cars slowly stopped in front of the International Hotel.

Four bodyguards in black suits walked out of the first car, quickly scattered around, observing the surrounding environment.

Afterwards, Kars walked down, scanned the surroundings, and then stepped into the hotel in front of him.

"Master, I asked the service staff, and they said that there are no guests in Room 504."

Ten minutes later, listening to Kars' report.

Sitting in the car, Mortimer looked calm. There was no accident. Since the other party had the ability to quietly put the invitation letter in his room, how could it be easy for people to find out about him.

"Let's go."

Mortimer narrowed his eyes, looking more and more amusing.

Then, Carls pushed Mortimer, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the hotel.

Click, the sound of a door opening.

It was black, extremely black, all the curtains in the room were drawn, and no light could shine in.

Kars suddenly hesitated.

"go in."

Now that they are all here, Mortimer is also a little curious about who is in the house. As for the danger, what's the point for an old man with a life span of less than two months?

The moment he entered the room, there was a bang, and the door behind him was suddenly closed.

Then the lights in the room came on suddenly.

When he came to the living room, Mortimer saw a young man in a suit watching him quietly.

But what surprised Mortimer was the indifferent and see-through temperament of the other party, which usually appeared in the seven or eighty-year-olds.

However, Kars's body behind Mortimer was slightly stiff. In Kars's feeling, the other party was like a huge black hole, devouring and annihilating everything in front of him.

This kind of unparalleled fear was something Karls had never experienced before.

"Mortimer, welcome." Seeing Mortimer appearing, Chen Yuan showed a smile on his face.

Looking at Chen Yuan in front of him, Mortimer lowered his eyes, making it difficult to figure out his emotions at this time, "Tell me, why did you ask me to come here."

"Mr. Mortimer, don't you know very well? Don't you still not believe that we have the means to treat cancer?" Chen Yuan looked at Mortimer in front of him and said with a smile.

Mortimer sneered, "If there is a cure for cancer, let me know."

Before Mortimer finished speaking, Chen Yuan took out a box from nowhere and threw it towards him, subconsciously catching it with his hand.

"Master, be careful of fraud." Kars behind him reminded.

Mortimer waved his hand and looked at the box in front of him. Although he didn't open it, he had a strange feeling in his heart that there was something he wanted inside.

"What's the matter, Mr. Mortimer, are you afraid?" Chen Yuan stood up slowly, and continued: "What you hold in your hand is the perfect alchemy, which is refined by alchemy in the far east. "

"The one who is perfect is also perfect."

"It can treat everything, including so-called cancer."

Kars behind him had a shocked expression on his face. What he heard was a elixir that could cure all diseases.

Mortimer didn't speak, his eyes all focused on the box in his hand, and as the box was opened, a pill with blue light came into view.

(End of this chapter)