A closed-door meeting is being held in a conference room at Barracks Aguinaldo in Quezon City, Metro Manila, with the Secretary of Defense, Chief of the General Staff, Navy Commander and others present.

The topic of this meeting was how to deal with the Silent Horn that had been temporarily detained.

At this time, there were two camps at odds over how to deal with the Silence, one faction believed that the Philippines did not have various facilities supporting the Silence, and it was too troublesome to maintain or operate, so the Silence should be auctioned off and the money from the auction should be used to improve the army's equipment.

There was also a group of people who believed that the Silence should be detained and then added to the Philippine Navy's sequence.

Listening to his subordinates fighting back and forth, only the Minister of Defense did not speak, frowning and thinking.

Both sides have their own considerations, the Silence is a warship that is not very clean, if it is included in its own naval sequence, it will always be in trouble, if it is sold, it will be a hundred, even if someone pursues it, it can be shirked.

But a warship like the Silence is already an aircraft carrier for the Philippines, and it is a pity to lose it.

However, in general, he still prefers to sell the Silence, and it is not good for the Philippines to have such a ship.

At this moment, a staff officer walked in with the mobile phone of the Minister of Defense, whispered a few words in his ear, and then handed him the phone.

In the phone, a woman's voice came: "Hello, Lord Buesa, turn on the speakerphone and let everyone hear my voice......

Buesa, not knowing why, felt that he should heed the man's advice, and he raised a hand and motioned for the crowd to remain silent for the time being. The conference table fell silent, and then Buesa turned on the speakerphone and placed his phone on the table in front of him.

A soft female voice came from within: "Honorable admirals, I hope you can cooperate with me, and I will help you take control of the world's first-class navy, and this is the first step." It will start with having the Silence. I suggest you send in Marines now and take the Silence completely. The Silence is a ship worth capturing by force, and with the Silence there is the seed to build the most powerful navy in the world......"

In fact, in many cases, it doesn't need to be logical to incite a person, you just need to follow their thoughts and let them see what they want most.

For example, the current Buesa, what he wants most is to make the Philippines' military power stronger. Gear just got better.

Man is always willing to hear what he wants.

As the voice on the phone came out, the eyes of many people present also lit up.

But there were still others whose faces were completely gloomy.

A gloved officer and several other gloved officers looked at each other and got up to leave.

When he returned, Buessa had already given the order: "Order the Marines to go to Manila Harbor and capture the Silence!"

"Your Excellency, do you want to consult ......the president for such an order?" said a gloved, gloved general standing up and objecting. A voice was already coming from the phone: "Mr. Buesa, anyone who wants to stop you. It's all ulterior motives, they are most likely traitors, please don't let anyone stop you......"

At Buesa's order, a group of soldiers poured in, holding down and dragging down the opponent just now, and the other white gloves looked at each other. Forbearance for the time being.

But as the voice on the phone kept ringing, their thoughts began to slowly waver.

Maybe...... They are really treason in serving the Boss, and perhaps Singapore will take the Silence down and include it in Singapore's naval sequence. Is it the best?

The phone has been hanging up for a long time, and they are still confused and struggling.

……

On the deck, Cheng Ning was still struggling: "Mr. Yang, please report to the boss immediately, don't act without permission......"

Cheng Ning had already raised the blind cane in his hand and looked at the armored vehicles coming from the dock and the patrol boats coming from the sea.

"Take him down. Yang Ji waved his hand, and several tall mercenaries immediately escorted Cheng Ning to the cabin.

"Mr. Yang, do you need me to bring the chickens prepared in the cabin?" asked the colonel, trembling with a trembling voice, and he had a very bad premonition.

"No need. Yang Ji stood at the bow of the boat with the staff of fear in both hands.

"That'...... I organized my brothers to leave the port of Manila immediately......"

There were several Marines on the Silence, and the Silence was ostensibly seized by the Philippines, so they were all on deck, but these people were not allowed below deck at all.

Among these people, several officers had been terrified by the Staff of Fear, and Yang Ji beckoned to one of them with a grim smile.

"No need. Yang Ji stretched out his hand: "Give me the handstand and let them turn on the megaphone." ”

When the Philippine Marines approached within visual range, Yang Ji raised the blind cane in his hand and popped, and blood splattered.

Then a thunderous voice rang out from the loudspeaker: "Surrender, or die!"

"Brush", more than half of the members of the Marine Corps, almost subconsciously dropped the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground, held their heads in their hands, and put on a surrender posture, at that moment, Yang Ji felt that something was exploding in his heart, at this moment, he really realized one thing, that is, the blind cane in his hand was more powerful than all the power he had seen before!

Yang Ji gasped desperately, his heart was infinitely expanding, almost breaking his body, his spirit was extremely excited, at this moment, he seemed to be stepping on the clouds, overlooking the mortal world.

This is the power of authority? This is the power that Mr. Nan has!

This is the invincible power of the world!

With such power, he will be able to do anything!

"Kill all those who are unwilling to lay down their arms and surrender!" Yang Ji took the hand table, through the megaphone, issued a second order, this order covered a distance of hundreds of meters around, and the surrendered marines, like mad tigers, pounced on those who had not seen Yang Ji kill people just now. People who have not been affected by the fear of permissions, or who have not listened to Yang Ji's orders, are still armed with weapons, and do not know what is happening.

At that moment, nearly a thousand members of the Philippine Marine Corps were like crazy ant colonies. They fought and bit each other, and rolled together on the docks and decks.

Yang Ji stood on the deck, looking down below, he was just an order, he could make these people fight to the death, forget everything, even those leaders he had seen before, they did not have such authority and power.

At that moment, he had an impulse. In this way, holding a blind cane, he will kill all the way, see the gods kill the gods, see the Buddha kill the Buddha, and the whole world will succumb to his fear.

He took two steps back and slowly raised his hand, like a king who accepts the worship of his subjects, the blind staff in his hand. It's like a magical baton that directs everything in this world.

He waved his cane slightly. Swing and slowly retreat.

Suddenly, there was a soft "snap", his leg touched something, almost tripping him, he reached out and grabbed something. Turning his head, he saw a chaise longue sitting quietly.

It was Nanming's chaise longue, and his hands were propped up on the chaise longue.

Yang Ji stood there, looking at the chaise longue. The complexion is uncertain, suddenly tangled, and suddenly hideous.

Not long ago, Mr. Nan must have been lying here, savoring the feeling of dominating the world and being omnipotent.

And this recliner is the throne of Mr. Nan.

He had an urge to lie down like that.

This thought made Yang Ji's whole body boil, even more exciting than the three armies just now.

Lie on the throne of the South President and replace it?

Is there anything more tempting in the world than this thought?

From now on, he just doesn't have to follow anyone's orders!

He slowly bent his legs and sat down on the chaise longue.

Such an alluring feeling, no one in this world can resist, and Yang Ji is no exception.

Sink it, sink it, even a god can't resist this temptation.

Sitting on the throne that originally belonged to the South Underworld, he became his own king and the king of the world.

His ass was almost on the back of the deck chair, but at that moment, an indescribable feeling stopped him.

Is there anyone in the world who can resist this temptation?

If this is really the case, then how did this blind cane, which has the authority of fear, get into his hands?

There is at least one person in this world who does not care about the power of this blind cane, and despite its power, it is still in his hands.

Is he going to live up to that trust?

Or is he really going to betray the man who created the "Rods of Fear"?

"......" Yang Ji slowly stood up, looked back at the chaise longue, he had a thousand thoughts in his heart and kept struggling, a stick to smoke the chaise longue, or throw it directly into the water.

But he finally straightened up, as if it had not been a day before, and stood by the fence not far in front of the side of the chaise longue, looking down.

His mission is to make the Silence safely and smoothly whitewashed, and nothing can go wrong.

……

In the conference room, everyone waited with different expressions, waiting for news from the Marine Corps.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open, and a group of soldiers rushed in, their guns pointed at everyone.

An officer near the door was furious, stood up and said, "What are you doing here, are you going to commit treason?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a blind cane reached out and pierced it through his chest.

Looking at the conference room that suddenly fell into a stupor, Yang Ji said word by word: "I want you to whitewash the Silence and return it to its original owner safe and sound, understand?"

Buesa's body shook violently, and he couldn't speak for a long time, but Yang Ji had already pulled out his blind cane and turned to leave.

Yang Ji, who walked out of the conference room, didn't know why, and felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He looked sideways at the colonel who was following him and said, "Tell everyone what happened today, and from today onwards it is forbidden to talk about it, and it is forbidden to tell anyone, including the boss, understand?"

"Yes. The colonel bowed his head and was silent.

Such a violent Yang Ji, it is better to leave him in the Philippines for the time being, outside the sea, and when he goes back, he will still be the ordinary Yang Ji.

At this moment, Yang Ji's mobile phone rang.

Yang Ji's first thought was that Nanming had called to ask about the situation, he stopped, glanced down at his phone, but found that it was a number he didn't recognize.

"Hey, who is it?" asked Yang Ji.

"Mr. Yangji, we haven't met, but I understand your strength. A female voice came over the phone.

Hearing this voice, Yang Ji immediately knew the identity of the other party, kill the underworld!

"I'm sorry. Yang Ji was about to hang up the phone, and the other party's voice said: "Please don't hang up the phone yet, I just want to talk to you." ”

Yang Ji frowned: "If you have anything to say, hurry up!"

"Mr. Yang Ji, with your ability and talent, do you really want to keep subservient to a good-for-nothing teenager, be his bodyguard and nanny, and wipe his ass all day long?" said the voice on the phone, "Have you ever thought that with me, create a new inheritance, and I can help you fulfill all your wishes, even if you want to rule the world, or even more impossible......"

"The next time you want to talk to me, remember to talk to me in person. Yang Ji snapped and hung up the phone, but when he remembered the phone again, Yang Ji didn't answer.

He stepped forward and wanted to move on, but he felt his heart pound again, as if something had been activated by the phone call just now, and the decision he had just made suddenly became less reliable again.

"Damn!" Yang Ji knew that he was affected by another force, his mentality and thoughts were not very stable, and the call to kill the underworld could be called vicious.

Why did such a person become the enemy of Nanzong?

The phone was still ringing, as if urging Yang Ji to pick it up quickly, and Yang Ji struggled until the colonel reminded him, "It's the boss!"

Yang Ji lowered his head, and then pressed the answer button.

Nan Ming's voice came from the phone, Yang Ji didn't actually hear what Nan Ming was saying, and at the moment when the answer button was dialed, Yang Ji suddenly turned around, raised his blind cane, and stabbed into the chest of a guard standing in the corner.

"Even if you want to betray, it must be your own choice, you will not be influenced by anyone in your thoughts!" Yang Ji said fiercely in his heart as he looked at the blood-spattered soldiers.

"What was the sound just now?" Nan Ming's voice sounded.

"Oh, Mr. Nan, it's nothing, Mr. Nan, the whitewashing of the Silence went well, but I used the power of the Staff of Dread a little......"

"Oh, hard work. Nanming's voice came from the phone, very warm, "When you come back, I want to thank you well." By the way, don't rush back, just have a good time in the Philippines. (To be continued.) )