"I know this wine estate in France. It was purchased by the Tong family a few years ago. He also sent several boxes of wine from this winery. What do you mean?"
"This wine estate is also a property next to six beaches on Australia Island. It is a gift from me this time when I come to visit the He family."
"We will not accept these things for no reason." Mr. He picked up the tea cup and issued an order to expel the guest.
"No, I have something to get out of. As long as it's done, these will all belong to the He family."
Mr. He put down his teacup and said slowly, "Let's talk about it."
"I would like to meet my brother, Mr. Wang."
"Do you know what you are talking about? Is Mr. Wang someone like you who can see you just by asking? You..."
Before Mr. He could finish speaking, Howard took out another piece of paper.
Mr. He narrowed his eyes when he saw the contents on the paper.
"What does this mean?"
"As long as the He family is willing to provide us with some help, everything on this list will be yours."
This time the two heads of the He family did not immediately refute. Obviously, the chips offered this time were more attractive.
"Our He family has nothing to do with the Mr. Wang you mentioned. I'm sorry that we can't help. Mr. Howard, you'd better ask."
Although Mr. He's words were still the same as before, his tone at this moment was obviously much softer than before.
"Others don't know it, but we at Lanhead Company know the He family very well. From the establishment of your new Chinese government to the present, three of your He family have held highly respected positions in the government. Their surnames are Liu, Guan He’s surname is Wang. That Mr. Wang is your second brother. If you, the He family, become officials, you will definitely change your name. I’m right.”
"Howard, what on earth do you want to do in Shanghai?"
"It's no big deal, we're just sharing the cake. We sincerely ask your He family to join us."
At this moment, the He family woman and Howard screamed in pain at the same time, and their seven holes began to bleed.
Mr. He stood up in horror, but his legs and feet seemed to be inconvenient and he fell down because he got up too quickly. After standing up, he limped to his sister's side, but it was too late.
Thirty-two members of the He family died that night. Afterwards, the head of the He family learned that everyone in the family who had some cultivation skills was dead.
...
The headquarters of the Civil Special Committee is now in a mess, and more than a hundred people need to be interrogated. The personnel of the Civil Special Committee are sufficient, but the interrogation venue is not enough.
The Civil Special Committee borrowed a nearby police station, and interrogations were being conducted in more than a dozen rooms at the same time.
Two middle-aged men in gray and black suits with stand-up collars were interrogating a Western woman. The woman's arms were broken, possibly because of excessive bleeding, which made her face a little pale. With such a serious injury, she should have been lying in the hospital, but at this moment, the severed parts of her arms were just wrapped in white gauze, and she was brought over for interrogation with a sling bottle hanging on her arm.
"Nationality, name, gender, age."
Seeing that the woman opposite was indifferent, the interrogator from the Civil Special Committee asked again in English.
The woman rolled her eyes forward a few times and remained silent.
The interrogator was also patient, and then he asked again in Latin and French, and the woman was finally moved. She originally wanted to pretend not to understand, but she didn't expect that this Chinese person actually knew so many languages. She said in standard Beijing dialect
"You killed my Beibi, you will be punished."
"What is your baby's name? Let's verify whether he is dead."
"Evans, his name is Carl Evans."
"I don't know whether your Beibi is dead or not, but every member of our team is dead and one is injured. Wait a minute, I'll make a call and ask about this."
As he spoke, the interrogator took out his phone.
"Check someone out for me."
******
"Carl Evans, please help
Let me make sure he is still alive. "
******
"Really? Okay. Thanks."
After hanging up the phone, he considered his words and said, "You are very lucky, your nose is still alive."
The woman became excited when she heard this, but she quickly calmed down and said with a serious face, "You are talking nonsense. I saw him die. By the way, you killed him. You executioner, you actually want to lie to people." "
"Carl Evans is indeed alive. Let me ask you, does he have an elephant tattoo on his lower abdomen? This tattoo extends to his lower body. If he is not alive, how would we know who is who."
The woman seemed to believe it a bit at this moment, and became excited again and asked, "How is he? How is my north nose?"
"We were very measured in our approach. I avoided the heart with the knife. He is in the hospital now. He woke up once before and fell into coma again after giving his name."
When the woman heard this, she breathed a long sigh of relief and closed her eyes again to pretend to be dead.
"There are many people injured today, including your people and ours. Of course, medical resources are limited at the moment, and I don't know if those who are seriously injured will survive tonight."
The woman opened her eyes. Her eyes were full of resentment, but soon turned into despair. She sighed, as if she had given up.
"How can you guarantee that my Beibi can survive?"
The interrogator didn't say anything and dialed the phone again. He told the person on the other end of the phone to make sure that Carl Evans was alive and said that he was an important person.
"Nationality, name, gender, age."
"Lenobili Jones, a citizen of the United States, female, thirty-two years old, codenamed Thunder Girl."
"What organization are you a member of?"
"The Masons."
"What kind of organization is the Masons?"
"Actually, I don't know the specific situation of the organization, and the information I know is very limited."
"Then tell me the information you know." Kansula
"It is rumored that the Masons were founded 2000 years ago and have always been a subordinate organization of the Backlight Society. Our main responsibility is to protect the members of the Backlight Society."
At this, the interrogator interrupted the woman.
"You said you were protecting the members of the Backlight Society. Does that mean there were members of the Backlight Society among those people before? Who are you protecting?"
"I don't know. Every member of the Backlight Society is a superior being. It's impossible for us to come into contact with these people. We are usually scattered around the world. When we have missions, nearby members will gather together. This time we gathered at the headquarters We brought all the members around China and Southeast Asia to Shanghai. In addition to protecting the members of the Backlight Society, we will also perform some other tasks. Such as assassinations, such as raids. To put it bluntly, we are a bit like a high-end mercenary organization. "
"You and Carl Evans live in China."
"Yes, we all like China, especially Beijing, where there are the most spectacular palaces in the world. There are no guns, no hallucinogens and violence in China. Living here is like paradise for us. We choose to live in China It’s also because there are relatively few tasks here. But on the other hand, as long as they are gathered here, it must be something big.”
"How many members are there in your organization?"
"I don't know. But I met a guy when I was on a mission in West Asia. He was a commander. He once commanded more than a thousand Masons."
"What are you going to do with a thousand people like you gathering together?"
"I heard that during the West Asian War, they also participated in the war and entered the battlefield as a commando force. The war ended so quickly thanks to them."
"How many people have gathered in Shanghai this time?"
"More than 2,000 people."
Hearing this, the interrogator finally lost his composure. The woman in front of him and her partner could deal with a team of five of them. Their civilian special committee action team only had less than a thousand members. These people actually gathered in Shanghai. More than 2,000 people attended.
"Gather two thousand people together to
What are you doing, are you going to put Shanghai on the battlefield? "
"I don't know what to do."
"How did you join them."
"I am naturally close to electricity. There is a department in the Masonic Order that is looking for people with superpowers to join them all over the world."
"worldwide?"
"Except for Hua Xia, you have your own cultivation system."
"Where do you get the funds for your daily life, where do the equipment you use come from, and..."
Suddenly Lenobile Jones's eyes showed a look of horror, and then her seven orifices began to bleed.
The interrogator and the recorder next to him looked at each other, and soon he stood up and stepped forward to check the situation, but he fell down halfway.
Almost everyone in the police station died in a short period of time, and in the end only two ordinary security guards on duty were left alive.
...
At the same time, the same incident occurred in a dojo in Shanghai where practitioners gathered, a black market where Jianghu people gathered, an inn where Jianghu people gathered, and an underground secret entertainment venue.
The entire Shanghai Sea was shrouded in fog, and the situation in Shanghai suddenly became more serious.
Two hours after the incident, a special plane landed at the Shanghai Airport. Xiao Changning, the top leader of the Civil Special Committee, and Minister Xiao personally came to the tarmac to pick up the plane.
Then six people got off the plane. They were wearing gray stand-up collar suits of the Civil Special Committee. Apparently, these people were also members of the Democratic Special Committee.
Walking at the front was a young man in his thirties. He was slightly fat, but very energetic. The fat man seemed listless, with a smile on his face all the time, but his eyes kept looking around and he was always vigilant.
The remaining five people, four men and one woman, each had a stronger aura than the last, exuding a strong aura of superiors.
Walking at the end was a little old man who was over sixty years old. His back was hunched, his hands were behind his back, and he did not exude any breath. It was obvious that he had reached the state of returning to his original nature.
Before several people walked down the gangway, Minister Xiao greeted them with a smile.
"Welcome all members of the special operations team to come to Shanghai to guide our work."
The fat man walking at the front seemed not to recognize their leader at all and stopped Minister Xiao.
"Who are you?"
"current......"
"Okay, show me your work permit." Fatty interrupted Minister Xiao rudely.
"Yes, yes." As he said that, Minister Xiao took out his ID and handed it to the fat man.
"You are Wu Long, Mr. Wu, I have long admired your name."
Wu Long said very calmly, "What's the point of activating the highest level warning of the Civil Special Committee and calling these old guys to Shanghai?"
"This, this, something happened."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
At this moment, the old man walking at the back said, "Xiaolong, if you have anything to say, get on the bus and talk to me. Why did you block me on the gangway?"
"Yes, Master."
After the old man came down, Xiao Changning immediately stepped forward and supported one of the old man's arms. At this moment, he was no longer an official, but more like a humble junior.
"Mr. Lei, something big has happened."
"Xiao Xiao, you have to be calm when things happen. You are in charge of a party right now, why are you still so impetuous? Remember, even if the sky falls, it won't be your turn to hold it up."
"Yes, Mr. Lei taught me that."
"Tell me what happened."
"Mr. Lei, your innocence is about to collapse." Xiao Changning then explained in detail what happened that day.
"Okay, stop talking and tell me how many people died."
"I don't know yet. I'm still counting. Nine similar incidents have been discovered. I don't know if there are others."
"How many people have died. I want to know how many of us have died."
"Tonight, we die
Forty-two people were recruited, including 12 from the operations department. "
"Come on, go to the scene for me and take a look."
