Chapter 1577: To be queen after death

Creak...
As the elevator went up, Ed whistled and looked at the number of floors, holding the hand of the gun and tapping his shoulder.
At this time his mood was very relaxed, and he looked forward to the next meeting.
He was about to see the woman in power who was in control in Vegas.
Oh pooh!
People seem to prefer to call her Queen.
Bell Bell Bell...
When the elevator bell rang, Ed pushed the younger brother in front of him and squeezed forward, jokingly said, "Who can guess how surprised the queen will be when I see me?"
Then his expression was fixed on his face, because the cold muzzle sticking out from the opened elevator door made him tremble.
Those are two brand new Chicago typewriters, ‘Why would anyone use this old-fashioned weapon? ’
Ed only thinks about this problem in his heart, because just these two "old guys" are enough to kill everyone in the elevator.
"Wow, wow, be careful, be careful." Ed raised his hands and shook his head, heading out of the muzzle.
At least at this time, he was very kind.
But when he came out of the elevator, he saw the black corridors on the two sides of the corridor.
They are armed with all kinds of weapons and are ready to go. They look like a team of elite soldiers armed.
Ed can swear to God that these people have enough firepower to start a small modern war.
That big guy who looks like a chimpanzee, is a grenade hanging on his tactical belt?
"Dad, help!" Ed especially hoped that his old father with presbyopia could see himself through the hundreds of feet between the two buildings and the reflective glass on the facade.
At the same time, he quickly sent all his people to save his only son's life.
"Ed." Someone suddenly called his name.
Ed looked around with a stiff smile, wearing a black dress, wearing a small top hat, and wearing a tulle on the brim, Ariel stood not far away.
When he saw the white flower on her chest, Ed suddenly understood everything.
It turned out that the woman was already dead,
So, who is in charge here?
Ed didn't think she would throw these... together with the trouble to her daughter, let her handle it alone before she swallowed.
And his inference was quickly confirmed, and the last luck in his heart disappeared when he saw the man walking from the far room.
"Is this part of the plan?" Ed's smile was a bit miserable, and he already thought about what he would do next.
Compared with himself, he hoped that the old man on the opposite side would be protected from torture, and he would be happy to let them meet in hell.
Ariel stood at the same place, just stood and looked at him calmly, always watching.
The eyes are hairy, and the scalp is numb, like a disgusting caterpillar crawling all over the body, making people's pores scary.
"Why don't you speak, is this what you planned?" Ed yelled in an increased tone to cover up his flustered heart.
Ariel smiled suddenly, which seemed strange and cold-blooded to Ed.
So, she knows everything.
They have been waiting patiently, like an old hunter.
And he was like a tiger cub with long teeth. He thought that he could tear all his prey with his teeth and jumped into the trap dug by the hunter.
"Is Salsa part of the plan?" Ed asked reluctantly.
Ariel's figure could not help but tremble, and turned away without saying anything.
"Hah." Ed said with a laugh: "You are a bichi, a sinister viper, like your mother."
"I will be waiting for you in hell, Bichi, there will be such a day."
Seeing Ariel leave, Coria takes over the work afterwards.
The noisy Ed thought upset him, looked at the stock in his hand, and Coria slammed her hand up and waved at his mouth.
boom!
Bloody teeth flew out of the gums, and the annoying BDD stopped.
It's just that the sound of artillery at the end of the corridor is not over!
What a great day to celebrate.
For Parson Magano in Venice, perhaps things are not so pleasant.
At this time his two strong men were being lifted from the half-soft sofa.
Around them are men with fierce evil spirits and armed with guns.
There is no shortage of vicious thugs here, the only difference is that none of them are familiar faces of Parson.
As for his men, they are now lying on the ground ‘opening their brains,’ to see how hard they are, and the colorful ‘inspiration’ is overflowing from their heads.
But these are no longer important to Ariel.
She now wants to know more, when can the funeral begin: "When does the mother's funeral begin, do you want to bury her where?"
"Yes, I already have an idea." Li Zitao pointed to the earliest entrance in Vegas, the empty space beside the road that was first flattened and filled.
It is not far from the Caesars Palace. Li Zitao wants to'plant' a populus tree and put her under the tree to sleep peacefully.
In fact, he just spent money to find someone to move a ready-made Populus euphratica here.
There will be two qualified gardeners who will take care of it 24 hours a day, and Vegas is not suitable for the growth of Populus euphratica.
And Li Zitao or Ariel obviously don't want to see that it has any problems.
Populus euphratica was already on the way of transportation, and it could be delivered in a few hours.
Li Zitao also found the fertilizer for the wind and dust.
The father and son of Magano are the best fertilizers, and the excess pollution is believed to be handled by Colia.
Looking at the expanding potholes in the distance~EbookFREE.me~Li Zitao is curious about whether the Populus euphratica trees planted there will grow bright red leaves.
If that is the case, it must be a match for Bloody Mary.
Looking at the Magano father and son kneeling in front of him, this is the first time Li Zitao has seen them since his arrival.
All the former spirits and publicity are gone, only the desperate, unwilling, and ashamed faces that are about to accept the fate of death.
"Kolia, I thought you had dealt with it cleanly." Li Zitao frowned: "The tree is almost here."
Colia said with a straight face: "Before playing their final role, I think there are some things you want to say to them."
"Really?" Li Zitao thought for a while. He did have some words to tell them.
When he came to the chaise longue that Xu Man always liked to sit down, opened the three small drawers next to it, and Li Zitao found the golden python for her.
It is well maintained and looks like new.
Holding it, Li Zitao felt as comfortable as Xu Man's residual heat.
"It will be the only funerary object." Li Zitao shook the gold python in his hand so that they could see clearly; "It will be placed in her hand."
"Xu Man, Mary, she believes that she will not go to heaven after death, but will go down below."
"She is going to be the devil queen, and you will only become reptiles under her feet." Standing in front of Ed, Li Zitao raised the golden python on his head.
"Remember this feeling, fear, the imminent death." Li Zitao murmured softly, as if he was talking to them, and he was talking to something else.
"Because even if there is really hell, when you get there, you will still be dominated by this fear!"
His smile gradually became cruel, and Coria closed the door silently sometime.