After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

In the core area of ​​the municipal center, the "Babel Tower" stands tall.

This building is surrounded by three independent towers with a height of more than 1,000 meters. The towers are separated by 100 meters. Each floor is connected to each other by corridors, which together form this huge building.

As night falls, the neon lights of the city make the Tower of Babel even more dazzling. The surface of the towering building reflects the flickering light, like a galaxy of countless stars.

Between the glass curtain walls, holographic images scroll continuously, forming three groups of patterns in the three towers.

The double helix that symbolizes the highest mysteries of humanity.

A bust of a robot with glowing red eyes.

A white dragon that spreads its wings and breathes out furiously.

Three groups of patterns are suspended at the highest point of the city, declaring its supreme power and status to mankind.

This Tower of Babel is the location of the Crescent City branch of the Joint Venture Company, the Jagged Alliance, and the Black Domain Group.

The three giant companies each occupy a tower, far apart from each other, but closely connected to each other, just like their relationship in this world.

They were hostile and competitive with each other, and they had countless blood feuds over the past hundred years, and their hands were all stained with their own blood.

But one thing won't change.

They are the rulers of the world, the supreme human elite.

They can fight each other and kill each other until rivers of blood flow.

But they will not allow any outsiders to challenge the status of the human elite.

All living beings can only look up at them, as if they are facing inviolable gods. Anyone who dares to offend authority will be killed like thunder.

The three towers of Babel have 200 floors.

On the 199th floor of the Hefei Tower, in an office with one person below and above ten thousand people, Zhao Yiming was looking at the night view of Crescent City.

The huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflect thousands of city lights, and the streets dotted with neon lights extend like a galaxy. The bridges, traffic flow, and various scenes of the bustling city in the distance shine among the tall buildings.

Zhao Yiming wore an elegant suit with a double helix logo and held a glass of red wine in his hand. The dark red liquid glowed with an alluring color under the lights.

The office speakers are clearly playing human voices. If you listen carefully, you will find that it is the conversation between Su Mo, Wen Ye and others in the top balcony of the White Diamond Hotel.

"Master Wen, I thank you for your consideration. But as you said before, if you don't know how to repay your kindness, then I won't even be a mercenary, let alone a human being."

"Young man, just don't regret it."

Hearing Su Mo's rejection of Master Wen, Zhao Yiming laughed happily and said to himself: "Old Wen, you are really old and useless. You have even lost the spirit of the past. You can't even recognize people." Mingdu no longer exists.”

"If he will back down just because of your few words and doesn't even have the courage to fight against the whole world, what will he do to become the mercenary king?"

At this point, Zhao Yiming changed the topic, shook the wine in his glass, and continued to mutter slowly: "However, young people and elders still have to listen to their words."

"You are still very weak. You are just a little chick. You are too weak to withstand any wind and rain. If you just run outside the greenhouse like this, your feathers will get wet."

He raised his glass and saluted the edge building standing at the far end of the city line. The endless lights illuminated the mysterious smile in his eyes.

"You need an umbrella, one that's worthy of you."

The meeting at the White Diamond Hotel ended on bad terms, and the news quickly spread around the world.

The result was naturally beyond everyone's expectations.

No one expected that Su Mo would be so resolute in his attitude. He would not even give Mr. Wen, a big shot in the industry, face, and he would go all the way to the dark side.

All of a sudden, the middlemen who had worked closely with each other were calling one after another, and most of them made it clear that they wanted to cut ties with Edge.

At this time, Sumer was taking a call from Dres.

Derleth's helpless laughter came from the receiver: "Old Su, this may be the last time we talk on the phone."

"Before, you criticized my face at the door of the building, but I actually didn't take it seriously. A confidante should be protected, I understand."

"If you can survive this disaster, it will be like a phoenix rising from the flames. From now on, Old D, I will have to be your little follower."

"But how could you refute Master Wen's reputation? I really can't figure it out."

"If you want to die, then I really have no choice but to hide away. I don't want to be covered in blood."

"Oh, think about how happy we were when we first met. You and I both have bright futures. How did we end up where we are today?"

"Old Su, don't blame me for being ruthless. The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit. I still want to eat from the mercenary bowl, so I can only say goodbye to you."

"Okay, I won't say much more, that's it. Delete each other and don't contact us again in the future."

After Derleth finished speaking, he hung up the phone unilaterally.

Su Mo put down his phone, picked up the list in his hand, and silently marked Derleth's name with a cross.

At this time, a text message came.

O'Diana: [Are you free? Invite me up for a drink]

Su Mo looked out of the window and saw a person standing at the door of the Edge Building. It was O'Diana.

She came alone, without any bodyguards.

Su Mo hesitated for a moment and called the guard at the front door: "Let the countess come in and take her to the bar room zero on the 80th floor."

Su Mo put the wine and snacks for reception in the zero room, and O'Diana also came in.

She wore a black mink coat and long high-heeled boots, with long curly hair hanging lazily on her shoulders. Her flaming red lips contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, looking as cool as ever.

However, in that cold beauty, it can be seen that she is slightly tired, and she obviously has not rested well during this period.

O'Diana leaned against the door and looked at Sumer with a smile: "I thought you would keep me out just like you did to Derleth."

Su Mo joked: "I followed the countess when I first entered the industry, and I was raised by you. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are my second mother. I will give you your face no matter what."

O'Diana chuckled lightly and said with a deliberately straight face: "Boy, be careful what you say. I'm only in my early thirties, and I'm not old enough to be your mother."

Su Mo put his hands together and waved, and said with a smile: "Just kidding, I'm offended. Please sit down."

O'Diana sat down, took out the ancient-style pipe from her bag, and gestured to Sumer to ask.

Su Mo said please.

O'Diana lit the tobacco and puffed on it slowly. Her eyes full of complex expressions were looming in the smoke, and she was silent for a long time.

Sumer opened two bottles of beer, placed one in front of O'Diana, and took a sip from the other.

The atmosphere was very silent, neither of them spoke, there was only the faint sound of burning tobacco.

I don't know how much time passed before Su Mo took the initiative to speak: "There have been a lot of things lately and time is precious, so I didn't hold back and asked directly. Are you here to sever ties with me?"

O'Diana smoked her cigarette and did not answer Sumer's question immediately. Instead, she asked: "How many people in the cooperation side want to break off diplomatic relations with you?"