Food God System: Wasteland

Chapter 101: 96. Dumplings when getting on noodles when getting off


"Ulat, winners and losers, it is the same."

Ulat laughed heartily, swallowing a bite of dumpling, followed by a mouthful of noodles.

Getting in the car, and also getting out.

Ubirus silently placed a pill in front of Ulat, who picked it up and, without hesitation, swallowed it after just two seconds of looking.

Before the pill could take effect, Ulat stood by the window, gazing at the view of Upper City District of the Ninth Special Zone.

The other managers stood behind, including General Manager Chang Yan'ang, quietly waiting without coming forward.

Ubirus, being the closest to Ulat, stepped forward and said, "I'll make them pay. Our Tasting Commerce Association won't suffer this loss in vain."

"Hmm." Ulat replied with a "Hmm," then suddenly smiled, "To be honest, it's quite disheartening. On this damned land, climbing all the way to where I am now, I don't know how much effort I've put in, nor how great the sacrifices were.

I built the Horus Grand Casino single-handedly. I envisaged two possibilities. Horus Grand Casino would pass through my hands, handed over to the next successor.

Or it might face destruction at some point?

My thought was, if the Horus Grand Casino were to be destroyed, it means our commerce association's gamble in the Ninth Special Zone has failed thoroughly. At that time, even if I was punished by the association, I would surely blow up the entire casino, never leaving cheap gains for anyone else.

But who could have thought?

Hahaha...

For so long, I, Ulat, fought my way up, only to be pulled down by a pretty boy.

It's too ridiculous, too humiliating, too damn infuriating...

Even… even if a top-tier big shot came, stepped on me like a cockroach, that'd be acceptable.

I'd concede to it.

But why did I have to die at the hands of a woman's plaything, an unknown small-time figure?

Moreover, this was my first meeting with him.

I'm about to die.

It's truly fucking unwilling.

Hahahaha... Hahahaha..."

Ulat laughed heartily, black blood continuously oozing from his mouth, his body beginning to turn gray and ashen.

He used the last of his strength to support himself at the window, staring fiercely at the scenery outside, desperate to engrave it on his soul: "Unwilling, truly unwilling..."

Ulat turned his head to the general manager and the other managers: "Everyone, please avenge me. I, Ulat, will give everything for the association, just as I pledged when I became manager!

I will wash away the association's shame with my life, I have no regrets.

I only have one request… avenge me!

With the heads of our enemies to honor me!"

Ulat died.

Fell painfully to the ground, eyes wide open, eyes gradually turning gray, and ceased breathing.

Chang Yan'ang closed his eyes, paused silently, and instructed someone to take Ulat's body away.

Ulat needed to die, Ulat must die.

If Ulat didn't die, Tasting Commerce Association wouldn't be able to explain Pandora's Kiss to others.

Pandora's Kiss's underground factory was established beneath Horus Grand Casino, which was under Ulat's oversight.

Now, that woman An Nishang, under the excuse of destroying evidence, had burned down the entire Horus Grand Casino.

Furthermore, this gave some people leverage, furiously attacking the entire Tasting Commerce Association.

If Ulat didn't die, Tasting Commerce Association would face great trouble.

Using the death of a manager to stop the mouths of many was the best solution.

Chang Yan'ang opened his eyes again, his gaze flickering with a cold glint, instructing everyone, "These people have already been given the explanation they wanted from our Tading Commerce Association. If anyone keeps biting, let them see the methods of our Tasting Commerce Association.

Ulat will not die in vain; they will be honored with heads and blood.

I, like all of you, am saddened. Our Tasting Commerce Association has come this far, because we, like Ulat, can sacrifice everything for the glory of the association.

Everyone, Ulat will not die in vain.

Let us use the enemy's blood and heads to honor him."

"What the hell? Tasting Commerce Association is really ruthless; to suppress the public opinion, they directly used the life of their own manager as sacrifice, oh my." Chen Che, cigarette in mouth, couldn't help but say after hearing about Ulat's death.

Bobby also exclaimed, "Boss, damn, you're impressive. Just starting out, went there once and got a manager killed. Now, your name will be all over the Ninth Special Zone!"

Chen Che blew out a smoke ring, glanced at Bobby, and said irritably, "Why are you happy about this? This just stirred up a hornet's nest. Do you think Tasting Commerce Association will pin this grudge on my head?

This group is probably already plotting how to get to me."

Bobby shivered, thought about it carefully, seemed like it's true.

"Boss, what should we do? Wouldn't they crazily send people to assassinate you?"

"In the short term, they shouldn't." Chen Che shook his head, "At the moment, Tasting Commerce Association's problems haven't been fully resolved, and coupled with the aftermath of the Horus Grand Casino, they won't give me trouble at least not in the short term.

If worst comes to worst, I'll just keep a low profile for now and not stir things up.

Besides, since I went to Horus Grand Casino to stir things up before, I already prepared for it, we'll see how they intend to retaliate."

Chen Che stood up, stretched, "Instead of worrying about these guys, let's continue handling our business.

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