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.

his Organization's name getting known

with the Organization, not a lot of

knew about the Organization was currently

the blame to

be either destroying their

of their concern as the moment the authorities watch those recorded videos of their deals, they would be straightaway placed in secure custody until they

abilities extracted so he wouldn't cause trouble and then get placed in a

the team and replaced

be happening during

by the time they wake up, they would

Ti-ring!

waved the hologram and added, "I mentioned that

on the table with his finger twice and said, "Now forget

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

much as they hate

did it, but

actually were allowed to do only one thing with their massive

with the Queen's breathing down their neck,

on his finger and said, "From the massacre scene, there wasn't any use of elemental abilities. The battles were up close and

heads and Mr. Hire's cleaved arm. "Look at how smooth they got sliced. It's just a single straight line. This meant, they were ambushed swiftly and they didn't realize

doing of commoners and those below 1st stage of replacement." A mellow voice

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.

look for a physical type bloodliner or someone who uses

make sense how they managed to locate the drop spot and 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.

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

shoulders, "He could have provoked

as Mr. Twelve to fail in such

you!" Mr. Twelve flipped them both of

Bam!

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