Chapter 646

"Bullshit! There's no problem with my blueprint! It's you not letting me supervise the work that caused this! Remember all those Mobile Armors you made earlier? Each of them was garbage! Do you think I'm happy with you? If you want to die, go die alone!" Rhein looked at Simon before him as he sneered. His left hand held the rather heavy submachine gun, and his right pulled out another handgun from who knows where. He then quickly pressed it onto Simon's forehead as he hissed. "Are you going or not?" Simon's neck stiffened. He wanted to say no, but with Rhein's handgun pressed against his head, he immediately relented as he went. "I'll go! I'll go, okay!" It only then did Rhein nod with satisfaction. "Yes, he who makes the mess cleans up the mess. Now go. Toss that grenade where it can blow it up. If you come back alive, I'll be sure to find a way to make you the master of the Turmann family!" At this point, Simon had never regretted his cooperation with Rhein more than now. Yet the