NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

Chapter 173 Insect Infighting

When Phoenix killed the multi-billionaire Treasurer Giles with a cheap bullet that cost less than three credits.

At that moment, the unspoken rules governing the Ark's elite were casually torn apart by the lieutenant and vanished into thin air.

—Disregarding rules.

The madman in front of us, who has taken the lives of nearly a hundred people, doesn't follow the rules of their circle at all.

Those who do not surrender will be killed, those who surrender too slowly will also be killed, and even those who talk too much nonsense when surrendering can be a reason for being killed.

Therefore, Chief Matt, who was nominated by the second lieutenant to be the new finance minister, did not hesitate at all.

He immediately stood up from his chair, then strode over to Minister Giles's desk, grabbed the minister's body, threw it on the ground, and plopped down in the minister's chair in front of everyone.

Matt's ability to climb to the position of head of the finance department in the Pure Land of Bliss may not be outstanding, but his political understanding is absolutely perfect.

He was making a statement to Ingrid, using the act of desecrating the former minister's corpse to declare his absolute loyalty to the CEO.

Apart from a certain lieutenant, who among those present didn't have one or two families backing them up?

The same principle applies to Giles.

His men are dead, but the family forces behind him will certainly not let it go, and Matt's act of throwing Giles's body on the ground will inevitably invite their retaliation.

Thinking about it this way, the newly appointed interim finance minister has no other choice but to side with CEO Ingrid.

A pledge of allegiance, worthy of utter ruin.

I don’t know what Ingrid thinks, but someone admires the ambition, decisiveness and courage shown by this newly appointed minister.

To ensure Matt wouldn't be ambushed and killed after they left, the meticulous Phoenix pointed his gun at the remaining three high-ranking officials—whose identities were unclear, perhaps department heads or something—and said:

“From now on, if this minister loses a leg, the three of you will also lose a leg, understand?”

Hearing the man's extremely arrogant warning of collective punishment, and seeing the dark muzzle of the gun in his hand, how could the three section chiefs dare to shake their heads and say a single "no"?

Some even went so far as to sneer and call him "Minister Matt" to prove that they were just opportunists who valued their lives and would never do something so risky for little reward.

So far,

Ingrid, whose worldview had been completely shattered, stood there dumbfounded.

For more than 20 years, whether as a child or an adult, she has lived within the rules.

As a child, I used family rules to fight against the boys in my family; as an adult, I used the unspoken rules of the aristocratic circle to deal with these unambitious old folks.

She had become accustomed to this mindset of "using rules to convince people."

So when she saw Phoenix use the most straightforward and brutal force of guns to suppress the finance department in just one minute, the shock she felt was no less than that of the finance department's senior management.

This...that's it?

"Let's go, my dear CEO, the board of directors is waiting for us."

Before Ingrid could come to her senses, the lieutenant suddenly turned around, put his arm around the woman's waist, and, under her astonished gaze, forcefully pulled her out of the office.

What a load of rubbish about the loyal dog persona!

As expected, the character setting of a mentally ill patient with severe violent tendencies suits me better.

……

……

"Report: Squad 18 has completed its search of the 22nd floor and found no target."

"Report, Team 01 has completed its search of the 25th floor and found no target."

"Report, Team 09 has completed the search of the 23rd floor and found no target."

"Report, Squad 11 has completed the search of the 24th floor..."

The search results were reported and compiled in the conference room on the 26th floor.

Every single board member who chose to remain in the meeting room wore a somber and gloomy expression.

Their men searched every floor below the thirtieth floor of Building A, but they still couldn't find any trace of Ingrid.

What does this mean?

This suggests that the other party either suddenly had a mental breakdown and chose to retreat halfway through the journey.

Either Minister Vadin tricked them with false information, and Ingrid and that lieutenant have most likely already arrived at Block B and are currently cleaning up their house.

Fortunately, Secretary Giles has also been considering replacing the CEO for years, and theoretically, he would never easily compromise with that despicable couple.

however……

"Pass down the order to dispatch six field teams to the 30th floor to guard the connecting skybridge."

The chairman stroked his cane, looked at his eldest grandson, and said:

"Once the target is spotted, it must be reported to us immediately."

"As soon as you receive the news, immediately inform the Central Committee and tell Deputy Commander Burning that the Elysium Board of Directors is willing to donate two military factories to the Central Committee to sponsor their recapture of the surface."

"Two military factories?!"

Upon hearing that the chairman planned to give away two military factories under Gokuraku Jodo to the central government for free, the already unpleasant expressions of the other board members turned even more grim.

"Chairman! Aren't two military factories too many? I think even if we send out just one production line, it'll be enough for those in the central government..."

"What's more important, life or money?"

The old man's cold, eagle-like eyes glanced at the junior director who had raised the question, then scanned the surroundings. Seeing that these insects were still unwilling to part with their flesh at this critical moment, his tone naturally became even more unfriendly.

"Aren't our lives worth guaranteeing with two military factories?!"

"..."

No one responded to the chairman's stern questioning.

However, the dissatisfied looks from the crowd and their unwavering stance clearly demonstrated their attitude to their leader.

They were unwilling to pay this exorbitant insurance premium.

With nearly a hundred people surrounding and attacking two people, how could they possibly lose?

"……good very good."

Seeing that those present were unwilling to part with their shares, the chairman, who had been stroking his cane, suddenly stopped. He snorted coldly with a mocking laugh, then forcefully pushed his share of the conglomerate onto the table. He then stood up with his cane, shook off the support from his eldest grandson, and walked alone towards the conference room door in full view of everyone.

"Since you don't like what I'm saying, then you can make your own plans. I'm going out for a walk to clear my head."

After saying that, the old man walked out of the conference room and slowly walked to the elevator door. Without hesitation, he pressed the touch screen button to go to the first floor.

Then, he took out his phone and called his second son.

Beep—beep—beep beep!

"Father?! How are you doing over there?!"

"not so good."

The old man's tone was calm and gentle, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"By the way, what has Abel been up to lately?"

"...Father, you know that the boy and I had a falling out because of Andrea. Recently... he secretly took dozens of bodyguards and went to the outer edge of the district to cause trouble."

“Send him back now, and I will take care of him from now on.”

Chapter 174 I'm Not Wearing High Heels

The same elevator, the same couple.

At this moment, Ingrid, whose waist was still held in the man's arms, glanced sideways at the lecherous man beside her who was "insubordinating" her.

"Still not letting go?"

"Ah... oh."

After the CEO's reminder, Lieutenant Phoenix, who was pondering his next course of action, suddenly remembered that he still had his arm around the wealthy woman's slender waist. Without batting an eye, he withdrew his arm and said in a serious tone:

“Let’s go to the thirty-first floor, jump from the broken window to the top of the skybridge on the thirtieth floor. If we’re lucky, we can avoid the combat personnel blocking the skybridge. What do you think?”

"This time you're not planning to just charge straight in?" Ingrid's sidelong glance continued. "Is your mechanical right arm already at its limit?"

"That's for sure."

Phoenix habitually pulled the bolt back and retorted without hesitation, "With non-combat personnel who need mandatory protection by my side, one arm is hardly enough."

This isn't a video game where you can just restart if the target dies.

Ingrid: "..."

Given her years of cultivating composure, she wouldn't get angry or care if someone else had said that to her.

But this bastard's voice just happens to have a strange, unsettling power; even when he's saying something that makes perfect sense, it always manages to make people genuinely uncomfortable.

next time……