Just as Li Mochen and Angela were walking on the viaduct in the 'Norfolk Holy Power', on a high-rise building three kilometers away, a man in black wearing sunglasses was using the scope on the sniper rifle to follow and watch the whole process.

"Mr. Takumi Maeda, do you really want to give up? I feel that today is a rare opportunity. At this range, even if it was an enhanced version of the Norfolk Holy Power, my gun could penetrate the back door of the car. I can responsibly say that as long as we joined forces, that Andre Lee Wildenstein had a mortality rate of more than 80%. ”

"No, I don't think it's a good opportunity, we don't know what kind of defense he has around him. Can you penetrate the 'Norfolk Holy Power', and can you penetrate the Hallows-grade defensive armor on his body? Isn't it impossible? Enathan values him, and it is not too much for him to have Hallow-grade equipment on him. ”

In the headset of the man in black, a cold voice was conveyed: "Yvonne, as far as our current investigation is concerned, this person does have some good hands under his command, and he can even defeat the Cardivan Group overnight. With an 80% chance of death at his hands by Iron Thorn Aemon Bertram and Delon Delon Delon 'Illusion', this is an opponent to be treated with caution. Behind him, there may be an extremely powerful force hidden. ”

"An adversary worth treating with caution? probably. ”

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the black's lips: "But assassination and frontal combat are not the same thing, Maeda! ”

"There is a big difference between an assassination and a frontal battle, but only if you don't startle the snake. ”

Maeda Takumi responded in a tough tone: "The latest information is that Miss Angela's side, there is likely to be a legendary-level power, so I suggest you don't look at it again, you don't want to alert them, right?"

"You don't trust my abilities so much, if I want to, even the legendary powerhouses will have a hard time perceiving my existence. But the two of you are more likely to be discovered. ”

Although the man in black said so, he still removed his right eye from the scope: "So when can you do it?

"Look again—"

This time, Maeda Takumi's answer was a little helpless: "Didn't there be a warning above? The premise of our action is that we must not harm the daughter of Mr. Medici, and we must not destroy her father's cooperation with our sect. The timing is also not right, within the range of the Great Magic Tower Array, you understand. ”

"Understand, it's hard for us to escape afterwards. ”

The man in black smiled sarcastically: "The problem is that this guy has been hiding in that apartment for the past few days and rarely goes out, and it is really not easy for us to find a suitable opportunity to act." Maeda, how long are you going to stay in Atlanta?"

"I don't think we're going to wait long. ”

Takumi Maeda's tone was leisurely and murderous: "Have there been any examples of failures since we worked together? So listen to me, Yvonne, we have to be patient hunters." ”

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The conference hall on the fourth floor of the Heard Hotel is full of celebrities and elites.

Li Mochen sat on a seat on the left side of the third row, bored listening to the speeches of several politicians above. Even the Comptroller, Ms. Elizabeth Isolt, could not say anything nutritious at this time. It is nothing more than to publicize the recent achievements of the Civic Party, look to the future, and then attack the political views of the election opponents, and I hope that everyone here will contribute generously.

This opening fundraising speech is just formalism, and the real point is actually at the buffet reception afterwards. The Civic Party candidates will use this occasion to meet face-to-face with the chaebols, businessmen, celebrities, farmers, or trade union representatives who are present. The staggered cups determine whether these people support or not, as well as the strength of support.

At this time, around Li Mochen, there were people constantly casting strange glances at him, some people were puzzled, some people were puzzled, some people were surprised, and some people were disdainful, it was like looking at a hillbilly who suddenly broke into a high-class banquet.

Ordinary people may be restless, but Li Mochen is still complacent, and he doesn't care about what others think of him.

However, a white-haired old man next to him couldn't bear it anymore, and when a city councilor came up to the stage to start his speech, the frowning asked Li Mochen: "Hey, little ghost, can you tell me? Who invited you?"

"Ms. Isolt. ”

Li Mochen replied bluntly, "Is there any problem? ”

- He saw the sign on the old man's chest, and if he remembered correctly, it was Uhtred Essok, a large farmer in the suburbs of Atlanta.

Due to the rapid expansion of the city of Atlanta, the assets under this name are also growing at an exaggerated rate. In addition, this farmer in the suburbs also has a great influence.

"Not really, but I've heard about some of your ostracisms by the Wildensteins, right? ”

The old gentleman's expression was strange: "Or am I outdated? Now a fighting star, not even a professional fighter, has such a high status in the eyes of those politicians?"

"Mr. Wildenstein won the Georgia Post and the Atlanta Workers' Daily. ”

The one who interjected was a bald middle-aged man, who was sitting on the other side of Li Mochen: "You took down the news of the Georgia Post and the Atlanta Laborer's Daily, they don't know yet, and you have done a good job of secrecy." But I guess in three or five days at most, everyone who should know will know. Nannett Drew has a natural spotlight effect, and as early as her first day in Atlanta, she was already on the radar of many political elites and even consortium leaders. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Li Mochen: "Meet Ferguson Culture Media Company, Mandiwen Ferguson." ”

Li Mochen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he knew this person, Carl mentioned it to him. Dwight Payton once personally recommended his comics to this man, but the results were not very good.

However, since the other party has shown favor to him, Li Mochen will not refuse rudely. He was actually quite grateful to him, and if he hadn't had this opportunity, he wouldn't have thought about buying the Atlanta Laborer's Daily and wouldn't have had a chance to win the Georgia Post.

"You should know you've heard of me from Mr. Peyton, and it's a shame we couldn't work together. ”

When the two shook hands, Mandiwen Ferguson's smile widened: "To be honest, it's not that I'm not optimistic about the content of your comics, I think with Mr. Wildenstein's fame, the first book can still make some money, it's worth the risk." But that's the way our company's sales strategy is, and if you set a precedent, you won't be able to talk to the artists in the comic book club in the future. But I didn't expect you to buy Richard Publishing and snatch the Georgia Post, which we've been eyeing for a long time. ”

Li Mochen's reaction was flat: "But I guess that Mr. Mottdole never thought of selling the shares to you from the beginning, did he?"