Supremacy Games

"How about the useless dogs who failed for the 2nd time?" A lanky man with wilted leaves growing out of his body asked in a tired manner.

Mr. Gama's eyebrows knitted in irritation after being reminded of the Hiltons.

When he approached them for the first time, he always believed that they would his greatest hound dogs on this planet. After all, they seemed quite capable from a business standpoint.

But after they failed to deliver what they promised, he already gave up on making them his number 1 native force.

Regardless, he still gave them a chance to get back in his good books by kidnapping Felix again.

The result? Failure!

Although he knew that another party had intervened and ruined their plans, he didn't give a crap! In his eyes, they were given more than three months to make a move again.

In those three months, they should have considered all options to make the plan foolproof. If they did so, neither the squad nor Mr. Hire would have gotten killed and Felix would have been in their clutches by now.

So, he had absolutely no intentions of giving them a 3rd chance or letting them leave peacefully after f*cking up their last chance of kidnapping Felix while he still had his legendary bloodline.

"I assume that all of the Hiltons key individuals are currently sleeping in the hospital with the rest, correct?" Mr. Gama asked coldly.

"Yes, there is still 20 hours until they wake up." Miss. Pink replied while checking her bracelet.

"Good, I want them to wake up and find themselves in hell." Mr. Gama ordered with a frigid tone, "Put a 100 million dollar bounty on their grand elder head. 50 million dollar bounty on that kid in the earthling's team. And the rest of the elders put 20 million dollars on their heads. At last, any group or gang who dared to vandalize their assets would get 1 million dollars."

"The reason?" Miss. Pink asked while copying everything on a hologram.

"For betraying the planet by aiming to kidnap and harm the captain of the earthling's team." He smirked cunningly and added, "Write about the feud between the Maxwell and theirs. Don't forget to post some old recordings of their dealings with Mr. Hire concerning the 1st kidnapping attempt and this one."

"Anything else?" Miss. Pink asked without lifting her head.

"Like always, just make sure that our Organization's name doesn't get mentioned in the video or anyone related to it. We need the kidnapping attempts to appear based on hate and feud between their families." He emphasized the last point.

Gama was doing all of this not because he was worried about his Organization's name getting

the Organization, not a lot of them would be as thrilled as before by

the

switch the blame to the Organization privately

they wake up, everyone would be either

moment the authorities watch those recorded videos of

cause trouble and then get placed in a special

removed from the team and replaced by

all of this would be happening during

said, by the time they wake up,

Ti-ring!

have posted it on the internet, the dark web, and sent it to every media station in the world." Miss. Pink waved the hologram and added, "I mentioned that they just need

be skeptical at the start but as we send the money, the rest wouldn't hesitate anymore." Mr. Gama knocked on the table with his finger twice and said, "Now

of Mr. Hire and the squad were broken apart, and Mr. Twelve didn't see him. With the anti-spy rule blocking us from using satellites, drones, and hacking in the earthling's ones, we can't find him unless he spoke out about the rescue by

much as they hate to admit it, the lanky man claims were all

to find out who did it,

one thing with their massive spaceship, and that was landing on

the Queen's breathing down their neck, they couldn't even

any good guesses?" Mr. Gama coiled the end of his mustache on his finger and said, "From the massacre scene, there wasn't any

there were battles." Miss. Pink placed a holographic image of the massacre scene in the center of the round table and zoomed on the severed heads and Mr. Hire's cleaved arm.

strength. This eliminates the doing of commoners and those below 1st stage of replacement." A mellow voice escaped through the lips of an obese man with long black hair reaching under

are not that many." Mr. Twelve scratched his chin and reasoned, "Since the known 1st stage bloodliners in American were all poisoned in that party, this leaves us with only the unknown ones. They are definitely not a

a physical type bloodliner or someone who uses sharp

reach there in only a couple of minutes, kill everyone, tip the police and leave in under 4 minutes before Mr. Twelve reached the scene." Miss. Pink shook her head, "I just

you suggesting non-natives?" The lanky man denied this option the moment he said it. "It can't be. After all, he would

her shoulders, "He could have provoked them

as retarded as Mr. Twelve to fail in

you!" Mr. Twelve flipped

Bam!

Mr. Gama banged on the table and gave out his own opinion, "I don't know about some random non-native, but I am quite positive that the other five organizations didn't have a