Ace of the Dragon Division

Stanson came to the rented office building, pushed open the door, and he saw a thousand square meters away with a simple desk, a computer, and a small desk, and Mario was struggling to keep the order on the phone.

Since Stanson came in, he's been measuring Mario and Chekov.

When the boss said he would send two people as CEOs of Mandalore, he wondered if they had any background or major corporate history.

It turns out everything is blank.

He held the takeout and put it on the table: "Let's eat. ”

Mario straightened out the three machines, transferred the call, and came over and ripped the bag open and started swallowing.

Stanson ate slowly and said to two people, "You know Mandolo was being watched, right? For example, the FBI is making money for other millionaires, trying to put pressure on Mandolo to hand over the technical formula, before they couldn't find anyone, and now you're both out, are you afraid? I have heard that the owners of many large groups are obsessed with Mandolo's equity, and commercial spies will probably enjoy drilling here in the future. ”

Chekov still eats his pizza and watches football not speak.

Stanson looked at Mario again: "What can you do? ”

In fact, he just wanted to find out what the background or ability of the two people the boss called in was, and to be precise, he wanted to know if the strangers had any resources and if they could rely on the mountains to avoid such targeting problems.

But Chekov didn't give a shit.

Mario was busy eating and didn't give a shit about him.

Stanson coughed after feeling a bit stubborn: “A week ago, I joined a stranger and became a Level 1 member. ”

He's reminding both of you: We're all on our way. Don't be so disgraceful.

Chekov continues to watch him live.

Mario continues to eat his meal.

Stanson felt ignored.

He deliberately said, "I followed the boss when he first came to America. ”

Chekov turned around and looked at him just after that.

Mario also frowned and looked at Stanson.

“Are you free? If so, please help me pick up the order.” Mario said to him.

Stanson is speechless. He feels like he's met the boss and the boss's mother! Can't be so ignored.

“You two, at least I'm with the boss, beating dogs depends on the owner, give me a face, tell me what the organization intends to do about this development of Mandolo? Rest assured that I have faithfully served my loyalty before the Messenger, so rest assured that I am one of them. ”

Mario chews the dishes in his mouth and asks: "Did the messenger tell you that there are some restrictions on the membership council at every level? For example, don't ask. ”

Stanson: "How many levels are you two members? I have heard that almost all board members below level 5 are members without authority. ”

Chekov and Mario looked at each other and laughed: "We have no rank. ”

Stanson laughed, "Can I give you orders? So tell me, what are you going to do about Mandala's preparations for this crisis? ”

Mario looked at Stanson and said, "Because you were following the boss so early, I can tell you a little bit about the organization's extra hierarchy. ”

Stanson looked at him blindly.

Mario said: "Light tomorrow makes level 5, Demon Angel level 7, whether it's level 1 or 12, is just an angel. And there's also a more authoritative hierarchy, called trial adjudicators. ”

Stanson: "Trial of adjudicators? ”

Mario nodded: “Take a look at your tattoo. ”

Stanson lifted a tattoo on his chest, one hand wrapped around the earth.

“What does this have to do with tattoos? The messenger told me that it was just a totem. ”

“Totem is naturally also connotative, and Totem's hand over the earth, let me tell you what it stands for, is to judge the ruler. In terms of rank, 12-wing angels can only be found on Earth, with that hand above them. ”

Stanson was shocked: "So you two are the rulers? What does the ruler do? ”

Chekov pointed to Mario and said, “You see, like him, being a salesman. ”

Mario glanced at Chekov and looked at Stanson and said: "The ruler is responsible for one thing. ”

Stanson: "What? ”

Mario squeezed two words out of his teeth, saying, "Murder! ”

“Kill? … kill? Kill who?”

When he heard these words, Stanson didn't know why, he felt numb on the scalp.

“Anyone who wants to stretch a hand or a foot out of this totem planet will be severed! For example... if you advertise what we just talked about, you won't see the sun the next day! ”

Mario saw that Stanson swallowed his saliva after he spoke, and some laughed out: "Of course, you're with your boss, that's one of you, don't be afraid. ”

Stanson nodded and relieved himself.

“Can I know what level my boss belongs to? ”

Chekov asked, "Didn't your boss tell you? ”

Stanson shook his head: "No, I didn't ask the messenger either. ”

Chekov and Mario looked at each other and laughed at him: "You'll find out as your rank rises in the future. ”

“I know that this time I am responsible for supporting the socialists for the boss, and if I do this, I will be promoted to level 5 light tomorrow. I just wanted to ask you guys, like me, is it hard to upgrade to level 5, power level 6, demon angel? ”

“It's not hard.” Chekov said, "Didn't you just say that? The dog beating also depends on the master, you level 5 light tomorrow, tell other devil angels that you are the red man next to the boss, I promise that the 12-wing angels will kneel to lick you in the future. ”

Stanson was smart: "My boss is actually a trial judge, right? ”

Chekov: “Did I say that? ”

Stanson laughed, “You don't have to say that. You guessed. ”

Mario laughed.

It's just that he didn't tell Stanson, "Whose hand is this, if it's on their behalf, the adjudicator?"

On top of this, there is also a top rank, this hand is actually Xu Cheng's hand!

“How do I become a trial judge, then?” Stanson asked again.

“Become a trial ruler?” Mario stopped eating and watched Stanson say, “It's simple. ”

Stanson: "Can you look at me? ”

Chekov took a fruit knife out of his desk drawer and threw it over Mario's dinner table. "Cut off your entire palm and you'll be a trial judge, cut off a hand, and give your hand to a stranger, so you can be that hand! ”

(Chapter 3 is over, continue tomorrow)