Hong Kong Island, Victoria Harbour, Smith Marine Company, Headquarters Six.
After receiving the news that Du Weiguo was safe and sound and reappearing in the world, Zhao Yingnan burst into tears on the spot, hugged Ye Li and cried loudly. Even Lu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Previously, Du Weiguo disappeared in the Devil's Triangle area of Bermuda. There was no news, and his life and death were unknown. The Freemasons, like eating a mad dog batch, launched an almost crazy attack on the evil gods.
Although Hong Kong Island relied on the fierce combat power of the Night Dire, they finally caught it without any danger.
But how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days? Lu Yan looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was under a lot of pressure.
I don't know when, where or what form of sudden attack, like a sharp sword hanging above the head, making people frightened, like a thorn piercing the back.
Now that Du Weiguo has finally returned safely, the dark clouds gathering above his head have dispersed in an instant, and the rivers and seas are clear.
Even if Lu Yan refused to admit it, he had now unknowingly become a member of the Evil Gods and began to rely on Du Weiguo to a certain extent.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
At this moment, Lake suddenly ran over excitedly.
The door was not closed, so he knocked and barged in. However, when he suddenly saw Zhao Yingnan's rosy look, Lake felt a little embarrassed.
"Uh, I'm sorry, Miss Megan, I'll come back later."
Lu Yan stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Lake, what happened?"
"Oh, Soros of Freemasonry is here, he~"
"grass!"
Lu Yan frowned and cursed:
"Oh shit! This little Utai kid is so smart. He actually dares to show his face. Come on, I'll go meet him."
"No, Mr. Lu Yan, I'm going to see him. I want to see what he wants to say."
Zhao Yingnan had stopped sobbing at this time, wiped away his tears and stood up. His red eyes rarely showed a fierce light as sharp as a knife.
Seeing him behave like this, a trace of comfort flashed in Lu Yan's eyes.
People, after constantly experiencing changes, will eventually grow. Zhao Yingnan has become obviously stronger now and is slowly moving in a benign direction.
Fourth floor, reception room.
Zhao Yingnan looked at Soros with cold eyes without saying a word. Yeli in his arms and Nightmare at his feet also stared at him with their four sharp eyes, full of evil intent.
This pair of cat and dog uncles are both serious monsters, killing people like crazy. So far, hundreds of innocent souls have died in their hands.
Soros felt that he was in the Siberian snowfield at this time, and his body was in pain like knives and needles. His face was pale, and he did not dare to raise his head at all.
But after all, work has to be done, and words have to be said. This is the sad fate of lobbyists.
"Ms. Megan, I'm very sorry. Previously, someone made arbitrary decisions and acted on his own initiative, mobilizing the armed forces of our organization.
It has caused you some trouble, for which I would like to express my most sincere apologies on behalf of my company, and we are willing~"
"Shut up!"
Zhao Yingnan interrupted him with a low voice:
"Trouble? Personal behavior?"
Zhao Yingnan's eyes were as sharp as a knife:
"Open war! Rockets were used in a busy city. 16 of my bodyguards, innocent people on the first floor, a total of 27 lives. You call this trouble? This is a terrorist attack!"
Soros looked suffocated by the rebuke, but he was also a professional lobbyist after all. He quickly regained his composure and began to speak eloquently again:
"Uh~ Indeed, although this is a personal act made by someone without authorization, it did cause a certain degree of damage.
In this regard, I will take responsibility, Miss Megan, and we are willing to provide you and all victims with the highest sincerity in compensation. "
Soros habitually avoids the important and ignores the easy, and also wants to use money to solve problems.
"Hehehe~"
Zhao Yingnan sneered:
"Compensation with the highest sincerity, okay, okay, you Freemasons are rich and you want to spend money to buy human lives, right? OK, there are 43 lives in total, so you can compensate us with 4.3 billion U.S. dollars."
US$4.3 billion is an astronomical figure that is absolutely unimaginable at the moment. It is equivalent to more than 35 billion Hong Kong dollars. It can buy the entire Hong Kong Island with all its strength.
Du Weiguo's income is as high as gold and silver. He has been busy for so long, and all his belongings combined do not amount to this amount.
Zhao Yingnan's speech is not a lion's talk at all, it can only be regarded as telling a myth.
Damn it, this little bitch must have lost her mind and gone crazy. I dare to say it. Soros was also shocked and dumbfounded. He took a few seconds to recover:
"Ah, this, Miss Megan, is this too much?"
Zhao Yingnan's eyes were cold:
"Is it much? You'd better understand the current situation. Now it's your Freemasons who are taking the initiative to make peace. To me, human life is worth this price, even if it's less than a penny."
Just as Soros was about to speak, he was interrupted mercilessly by Zhao Yingnan:
"Wesley has returned safely, are you afraid? Soros, you are well versed in Chinese culture and familiar with allusions. Have you heard of the famous sayings of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty?"
Soros was confused: "Ah? What, what a famous quote."
Zhao Yingnan spoke every word with a sonorous voice:
"The enemy can go, and I can go too!"
Zhao Yingnan stood up:
"Soros, go back and tell your master that we refuse to reconcile. Now is the time for a full-scale war. You all should wash your necks and wait to die!"
"Miss Megan, this is all a misunderstanding and a personal behavior, you~~"
Zhao Yingnan's eyes stood upright, and his voice was stern: "Shut up! Now, immediately, immediately, get out of here!"
Following her low roar, Yeli rushed to her shoulder, ready to pounce, while Nightmare stood up in an instant, with red light flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'll leave right away~"
Soros immediately clamped his wet and hot crotch, stood up and ran away dejectedly. His problem of urinating could not be cured.
"Bah bang bang~nice job, Megan."
Reike and Lu Yan walked in from the door together. Lu Yan clapped his hands with joy in his eyes. He gave Zhao Yingnan full marks for this operation just now.
Just two words, cheer up!
Zhao Yingnan didn't feel flattered at all. He turned to look at Lake and said in a calm and polite tone:
"Mr. Lake, I would like to ask you a favor."
Suddenly being called by name, Lake's heart suddenly sank:
"Uh~ Miss Megan, if you need anything, just tell me and I will do my best."
Zhao Yingnan did not speak immediately, but lit a cigarette and sat down again:
"Mr. Lake, you MI6 have sharp ears and eyes. You must be aware of all the businesses that the Freemasons have on Hong Kong Island. Could you please help compile a detailed list?"
As soon as he heard this, Reckon's scalp went numb and he broke out in cold sweat. He really wanted to cry.
The evil gods' wives are each more cruel and difficult to serve, and any job they ask him to do is a fool's errand.
Now he suddenly understood why those two coquettish bitches, Reina and Manny, all hid in Kuiana. This was obviously to throw him out and take the blame!
But now that the arrow was on the string, he couldn't pretend to be stupid, so he could only bite the bullet and reply:
"Ah, Miss Megan, may I venture to ask, do you have any plans for this list?"
Exhaling the smoke, Zhao Yingnan's eyes were heavy and his tone was unusually calm, but it contained Senhan's murderous intent.
"Mr. Lake, I just said, start a full-scale war! I will uproot the Freemasonry in Hong Kong Island, leaving no grass behind!"
In the morning, Pattaya, Citi Base, light rain.
Moran, who had been staying in Lieutenant General Jonathan Price's office recently and had been looked down upon, was standing by the window smoking, staring at the rain in a daze.
After a long time, she flicked the ashes from her cigarette, her tone slightly melancholy and anxious:
"Joseph, you said that bastard Wesley, should he be fine?"
Joseph didn't even hesitate for a second and said decisively:
"It must be fine. The boss is invincible. Don't worry, boss lady. Maybe the boss is on his way back now."
Moran shook his head helplessly and smiled:
"Oh, you have full confidence in him. Joseph, tell me honestly, in your circle of superpowers, is Wesley really that powerful?"
Joseph nodded and replied honestly:
"Of course it's powerful, very powerful. Boss lady, like me, the boss can crush her to death easily. I don't even have room to resist."
Moran raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was saying something nice to comfort himself, and his tone was slightly accusatory:
"How is that possible? Joseph, you don't need to comfort me with nice words, just tell the truth."
Joseph shook his head like a rattle, and his tone was extremely firm: "Mrs. Boss, I didn't comfort you, I told the truth."
"Um?"
Moran was surprised, put out the cigarette butt, and straightened his expression.
"real?"
"real."
"How could it be? Joseph, you are very strong."
Moran was really shocked. She had been with Joseph for a long time, so she naturally knew how scary this little night devil was. These words were really not encouragement, but facts.
She dared to come to the Citi base camp alone and was as safe as a rock, also because she had Joseph, a super powerful bodyguard by her side, so she would be safe to protect herself.
Joseph is the rarest master of mental power in the field of superpowers. As he grows older, his abilities become more powerful.
Now within a range of 300 meters, Joseph can affect more than a hundred people at the same time. No one has anywhere to hide, and at the same time, they cannot escape his control.
Moran knew that Du Weiguo was powerful, and he had personally admitted that he was a person with abilities, but he was only a relatively common person with special abilities in vision.
Mo Lan always thought that Du Weiguo had similar abilities to Huo Wei and Ai Li. Even if they were stronger, they would still be limited after all.
Now it seems that this is not the case at all. This grandson is hiding his clumsiness from himself.
Joseph explained obediently:
"Boss Boss, the boss is very skilled and has amazing marksmanship. If he really wants to kill me, I won't even have a chance to see him."
Moran was not that easy to fool, so he immediately asked, "What if he gets close to you? If he meets you, wouldn't he lose the ability to recite the curse?"
Joseph smiled naively:
"Hey, if you get close, I will die faster. The boss's willpower is as tough as rock and steel. I can't see through his thoughts at all, let alone control him."
"so smart?"
Joseph got a little excited when he spoke, his face flushed, and admiration flashed in his eyes:
"Well, well, that's not the case, boss lady, do you think our boss's reputation as a evil god was just blown away? It was all made with real heads. Previously in Yinni, he single-handedly killed nearly ten thousand~"
At this moment, Joseph suddenly stopped talking and frowned:
"Boss lady, someone is here, it's the red-faced gorilla."
The red-faced gorilla that Joseph spoke of was Lieutenant General Jonathan Price, the leader of the Citi Army base in Pattaya.
The room Moran is currently in is on the same floor as Lieutenant General Jonathan Price, but separated by several rooms.
Since the first day of meeting, Jonathan has never seen Moran again, and no one else has even asked him.
It's a fair amount of cold violence, but fortunately the food and drink expenses are not deducted.
Upon hearing this, Moran immediately raised his eyebrows, his beautiful fox eyes flashed with strange light, and asked several questions in one go.
"Jonathan? Joseph, is there anything unusual happening around the office building? How many people are here? How is he doing?"
Joseph replied quickly:
"Boss Boss, I've been watching the surroundings. There's nothing strange. He's alone. He's not in a good mood. Well, he seems a little uneasy."
"ha!"
Moran smiled and relaxed his brows: "Joseph, you really were right. Your boss should really be back!"
A moment later, in the same office, only Jonathan and Moran were left, sitting across the desk from each other, and the atmosphere was not harmonious.
"Triss, I've been busy with official duties these days, so I've been neglecting you a bit."
Huh, busy with business? Moran sneered and said nothing. Tianmao was reading Sherlock Holmes in the office every day, and he was really busy.
Recently, there has been a truce on the main battlefield in Yonan, and North-South peace talks are being attempted. The Pattaya base, which is the rear area, is so busy.
Of course, Moran would not expose him, and said in a calm tone:
"Seriously, I am a weak woman seeking asylum, how can I ask for anything? General Jonathan, you are worrying too much."
Fu*k! You have tens of thousands of armed forces under your command, and tens of thousands of strong men working with you to earn money every day. How can you be so weak as a woman? Then the Queen of England is a housewife!
Jonathan cursed in his heart, but on the surface he was extremely polite:
"Triss, our Military Intelligence Department has already investigated the previous attack. As you wish, I can hold a press conference tomorrow, no, this afternoon."
Moran chuckled:
"Haha, no need, General Jonathan. I have seriously reviewed myself in the past two days. The request I made before was indeed too much. After all, you also have your own position."
Having said this, she lit a cigarette and suddenly changed the topic and her tone was cruel:
"After all, you have to solve your own problems by yourself. I have already made up my mind. I will leave your shelter today and fight with those bastards in the Freemasonry. I would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed!"
"Uh, Triss, you actually~"
As soon as Jonathan spoke, he was interrupted. Moran's tone was firm:
"By the way, Your Majesty General, our Han and Tang Dynasties will officially start a war with the Freemasons from today, and we will no longer be able to provide logistical supplies to your army in the future.
Haven't you always been dissatisfied with our services before? Now, as you wish, our Han and Tang Dynasties have officially withdrawn. "
"Shameless! Damn Fake~~"
Jonathan cursed in his heart. Moran's move was to retreat in order to advance, hitting his Achilles heel.
You know, the Evil God is a lawless and vengeful man, and he has reappeared in America.
According to reliable sources, this guy was fine and unscathed, but he was just so angry that it was scary!
In this confrontation with the Evil Gods, the Freemasons were undoubtedly defeated under the magical manipulation of that crazy woman Mina.
Not only have they suffered heavy losses, but even the leader of Noah's army has been defeated. He is currently digging holes to sue for peace, and he is obviously cowarded.
In this context, if Moran suddenly breaks away from the Citi base and clarifies the relationship, coupled with the fact that he has previously favored the Freemasons.
It is very likely that he will become the chicken used by the Evil God to kill chickens and scare monkeys!
Jonathan is not an arrogant person, and he does not think that he is worth more than Alan Luss's head.
The Evil God had dared to kill the CIA's second-in-command half a year ago when he was still in his infancy, and now he must have dared to rip off his own head, probably without blinking an eye.
Jonathan's face turned green and red, changing rapidly. It took a long time before he finally made up his mind and went straight to the point:
"Triss, stop beating around the bush and tell the truth. What do you want?"
Slowly exhaling the smoke, Moran's tone was slightly joking:
"General Jonathan, I don't understand what you mean. Did I not make it clear enough?"
Jonathan naturally knew that she was teasing him, so he leaned back in the chair slumpedly and gave up resistance:
"Triss, Wesley has reappeared, you have won! You can make demands now."
He suddenly thought of something, straightened up immediately, and added hastily:
"It must be within a reasonable range. After all, we are not your enemies, we just played a disgraceful role in it."
"Hahaha!"
Seeing Jonathan's embarrassment, Moran couldn't help laughing loudly, and even burst into tears.
Then his face suddenly straightened, he put out the cigarette butt and raised a finger:
"Convene a press conference immediately."
Jonathan nodded: "No problem."
Moran raised a second finger:
"Second, from now on, the base's logistics support settlement must be paid in advance, and the cost will increase by 30% compared to before."
Jonathan's face darkened and he felt a little achy, but he still nodded bravely.
The third finger was raised immediately:
"Third, the standard equipment of a Citizen Independent Regiment of 3,600 people, including armored infantry vehicles and self-propelled artillery, as well as the standard two-year ammunition supply during wartime."
Jonathan's veins popped out on his forehead, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. However, Moran ignored his disgusting face and continued to raise the fourth finger without hesitation:
"Fourth, I also have 8 Cobra gunships equipped with Stinger missiles, including later maintenance and irregular supplies. Of course, I will pay for the missiles."
"Dreaming! Triss, you are going too far, you are just thinking!"
Faced with Moran's almost unreasonable and aggressive behavior, Jonathan couldn't bear it anymore and started to fight.
Moran smiled half-heartedly, slowly clenched his four fingers, and gave a thumbs up.
"General Jonathan, you are only 50 years old this year. You still have at least 10 years of your career's prime period. You have a lovely wife at home and a child who has just entered college. You don't want to die young, do you?"
Mo Lan shook his thumb and his eyes were like daggers:
"Your Majesty General, compared with your lieutenant general's head, is my request really too much? Think again~" (End of Chapter)
