I became a member of the ancient gods

Chapter 241 Fish tank
In less than two seconds, Vito suddenly came back to his senses.

But the girl had already slipped away at the moment he unconsciously let go. When he turned his head, the red-haired girl was already sitting on the sofa chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, and started to pour herself a drink leisurely.

Those eyes were still shining with a strange red light.

"I haven't seen you for a while, Mr. Solaso." With a coquettish smile, the girl toasted to Vito, "Mr. Key asked me to say hello to you."

Vito looked at the other person, put away the gun and sighed: "I thought I found true love at the dance, but it turns out that the Red Moon Witch is taking advantage of me for fun!"

He sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly slapped his thigh, and laughed roughly: "However, the atmosphere is already in place anyway, why don't we just have a show? Your new body looks really sexy, come and show it to uncle How are you growing up!"

"Mr. Solaso's killing intent was so strong just now, I'm afraid I'm going to be strangled to death by you this time I climbed into bed?" Irene covered her mouth and smiled.

"How is that possible?" Vito pretended to smile casually.

But in fact, he knew best that he really had murderous intentions at that time.

The illusion created by the Red Moon Witch touched the place in his heart that he least wanted to be touched, which meant that the other party was also investigating some things that should not be investigated.

"So, why are you here this time? You're not just coming to my nightclub to dance, right?" Vito asked the other party's purpose.

"We recently heard that Mr. Solaso ​​is not in good health. My father is very concerned about you." Irene said meaningfully.

Vito's reaction was like he heard a joke: "Haha, that guy cares about me? This nonsense is really interesting as a joke. As long as the vault in Area 33 that provides blood transfusions to Paradise Island is running smoothly, he may not even die here if I die here. Remember me. You're looking for me specifically and digging into my affairs. It's best if you're not here to cause trouble for me."

He said, pulling out another gun and playing with it.

It was a pocket pistol with a very strange appearance. The caliber was so small that it looked like it could only fire flying needles. It looked out of place in Vito's generous hands.

But Erin knew that thing was much more dangerous than the large-caliber pistol that she pulled out earlier that could crush a bull's skull. It was a level four abyss relic carried by Dawn hunter Vito Solaso.

What she did was enough to make this man angry.

"Mr. Solaso, what do you think of my father?" Irene asked, "Are you dissatisfied with him?"

"You suddenly came to inquire with me? I shouldn't have done anything suspicious against Paradise Island, right?" Vito frowned.

"Mr. Solaso, what do you want to do in the little time you have left?" Irene continued to ask.

"What's wrong? You and your father haven't gotten along well recently?" Vito suddenly understood something, put away his gun, and stood up to get the wine glass on the table.

"Mr. Solaso ​​is also a person who has walked in the depths of the abyss. I think you don't know anything about how my father considers my future, right?" Irene said.

"Then it seems that you know everything." Vito approached Irene with his wine glass and stretched out his hand, "So, you want to kill him, and you are here to drag me into the water?"

"I didn't say that." Irene smiled and poured wine for Vito.

"Oh, I hate him a little bit, but only a little. You want me to fight that kind of monster? You're kidding!" Vito picked up the wine and took a sip. "Strictly speaking, he doesn't owe anything at all. Me, on the contrary, I owe him.”

"This is not inconsistent with you hating him. You must still want to do something, such as getting Area 33 out of contact with Paradise Island? I can help you, this is good for me." Irene shook the wine glass.

"As an elder, I have a message for you: stay out of other people's business." After speaking, Vito burped rudely, "Don't be too fussy about your nose. You're specifically checking my privacy. I'm not moving now because of you." Father?"

"Father? Hehe, didn't Mr. Solaso ​​have any special thoughts when he said this word?" Irene said.

Vito didn't speak this time. He lowered his head and stared at Irene who was sitting on the sofa and tapping her legs. There was terrifying coercion and chill in his eyes. Anyone who looked at him at this time would clearly recognize that he was the leader of this city. The real gangster supreme.

"There isn't much time left for you, so you can end it like this." Eileen stood up nonchalantly, "I sent an email to the email address you used before. The plans are all written on it. Do you want to try it? It’s up to you. If you don’t want to, I can only find your opponent.”

"My opponent?" Vito frowned tightly.

"What is the name of the superhero in this city who has always been against you, the supreme underworld? 'Walking for Heaven', right?" Irene said with deep meaning.

"'Justice for Heaven'? That guy was killed by me a long time ago, and I publicly executed him in front of the whole city!" Vito said with a dark face.

"I'm talking about the second generation. The second generation is the son of the first generation who was killed by you? Hehe, I really like this kind of outstanding young man." Irene said He stood up and walked towards the door, "Of course I'd better find him."

"If you can't find him, I will make him disappear." Vito said sternly.

Irene looked back at him, smiled slightly, then suddenly turned to look at the corner of the presidential suite, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "The fish tank here is very beautiful, you can't see it anywhere else, but I actually hate the fish tank the most. How many fish are trapped until they die in a container made by man, and they can still swim so happily."

Vito looked at that fish tank, that beautiful seawater fish tank. District 33 is a port city, and fish farming is fairly developed.There are some beautiful marine fish here, and some decorative lights are placed at the bottom of the fish tank to illuminate the fish tank clearly.

Vito couldn't understand for a moment, and then looked at Irene. Irene had already opened the door and stepped out half-body.

"Goodbye, Mr. Solaso, I hope we have another chance to see you again." She blew a kiss and went out directly.

Vito Souraso said nothing to save her.

For a long time, he sat down on the sofa chair, poured himself a glass of wine, turned his head and looked at the night view of the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the colorful city illuminated by neon lights, surrounded by walls, in the desolate wasteland. A colorful space is abruptly separated above it.

"Fish tank?" He raised the glass and stared at the scene outside the window through the amber liquid in the glass, and suddenly understood what Irene meant.

This city is a huge fish tank.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and downed the wine, vomited another belch, and muttered, "Who the fuck is a goldfish!"

(End of this chapter)