At this point, many of Huggins' questions have been cleared, and he even finds himself now feeling more than curious—fear, nervousness, or facing a countdown to life...... Gone are gone.

This old agent, who is accustomed to wind and waves, calmed down while standing on the edge of the cliff, since it is a dead end, it is better to face it calmly than to kneel and beg for mercy. All the worries and calculations in his mind disappeared, and he spread his hands: "Can you give me a cigarette?"

The butler handed the cigarette and gave him a fire. Huggins took a few puffs and looked at the man with Erlang's legs crossed, the large floor-to-ceiling window behind him was the undulating sea, and at this moment he understood the meaning of this, he was in control like a hegemon.

Through the hazy smoke, Huggins asked, "So I guess the president of the country is already your puppet?"

"As you can imagine. Yang Ming nodded.

"What else have you infiltrated?" said Hadgin, who faced death with a lot of curiosity in his heart, wanting to answer before he died.

Yang Ming also seems to be willing to tell people: "A lot, including areas that you didn't expect." ”

"What is your purpose?" Huggins said after feeling that he had asked a very boring question, and changed to "You want to be emperor?"

"No!" Yang Ming shook his head very affirmatively, "The emperor of South Africa, the world of a group of black people? ”

"And what do you want to do?" Huggins asked.

"I want to do whatever I want. Yang Ming said with a smile.

There is no specific answer, but Huggins understands that freedom – for many people, from the poor to the president and emperor, no one is absolutely free.

But Yang Ming kept getting closer to the area he wanted, which may have been a little comfort to Huggins, but Yang Ming then smashed him to pieces: "You know, then now it's my turn." ”

"I'm not going to say anything. Huggins was sure that he would not tell any secrets that the other side wanted to know, even if he was tortured.

"I know. Yang Mingdian smiled, "Those people before you also said the same, it's really boring, and in the end, you didn't obediently tell everything you knew honestly." ”

"I'm different. "Huggins has been tortured and thinks he's the best.

Yang Ming looked at the guinea pig with a pitiful look and said: "In the face of technology, it will not make any difference because you are an American, you are the CIA, and he is a Mossad." ”

When Huggins didn't react, the butler hit him in the neck vein, Huggins wanted to struggle, but was held down by the old butler with one hand, and the strength was as great as if a boulder was pressed on his shoulder!

At this moment, he also understood, where is this sixty or seventy-year-old bad old man, under his skin is obviously a terrifying machine or monster!

"Now you come on. Yang Ming said to another Huggins.

"Yes, sir. Huggins sat down in front of Huggins, "Now I need to know your birth, your history, and any secrets you have. ”

"I was born in New Jersey, 1970......" Huggins said whatever the other side wanted to know, without the slightest strength to resist.

The conversation lasted about two hours. The agents outside waited for a long time, and gradually became a little anxious, completely unsure of what was going on inside.

But they all feel that in broad daylight, Huggins will go in in a dignified manner, and there will be no danger, which is the most basic rule, unless he dares to declare war with the United States, but it is impossible.

The facts also confirmed their suspicions, and Huggins reappeared more than two hours later, and he walked out alone, with a somewhat bored look on his face, got into the car, and waved his hand back.

After the car drove out for a while, some of his subordinates couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is there any progress?"

Huggins looked a little impatient, but also said: "We stop this project, and he is on our side." ”

Although there was only one sentence, everyone in the car understood, and knew that they had to consciously rotten in their stomachs - an identity that even Huggins didn't know beforehand, it was obviously quite a high-level person.

From his relationship with Williams, an American arms dealer, to his dealings with members of Congress and politicians, the best answer is to connect with him, which is a rather hidden figure.

In fact, the United States has always developed this type of informant, and it cannot be said that the informant, because the other party has a high social status, should be a partner, and belongs to the work of the head of state class, which is not something they can interfere with.

So this matter is over, the relevant staff have destroyed all the relevant Yang Ming information and content, and the confidentiality regulations have completely rotted in their stomachs. In terms of Huggins, he also submitted a report, explaining that Yang Ming and South Africa were only money transactions, and the level was not high.

Huggins was the leader in charge of the project, and his conclusion was equivalent to the final report of the CIA, Yang Ming's project level, down to an average level. Also to this extent are the world's many businessmen who control certain fields.

This was the end of the whole project, and Huggins, who had no merit or responsibility, continued to perform his duties and started a new project...... Yang Ming's pervasive tentacles are also entrenched in the huge intelligence agency of the CIA, taking root and sprouting, starting from within them, spreading like a virus.

But that's another story.

……

Yang Ming, who had done the job, was already on the plane back to China.

All the work on the agenda is completed, and in terms of the more future strategy, we will continue to introduce technologies and continue to innovate the field to maintain the pace of expansion as a giant...... It's all already planned.

He has now increased the limit to 500 million/month, unlocked more exchange items, more high-end technology, and impulsive spending is not at all threatening in the face of his huge capital reserves.

Yang Ming looked at it for a while and put the computer aside, and his life had reached its peak. What he wants to see more now is the results of his own creation, or to enjoy his brilliance, or the secret of the black card. Because there's always something to drain your energy.

When I returned to the half-level villa, it was already late at night, I tiptoed into the house and came to the bedroom, the tip of my nose lingered with the familiar smell of perfume, and the outline of the quilt could be faintly seen in the night, and I jumped up.

Got a pounce?

The lights in the room suddenly came on, and then the lady's laughter: "Hahaha!

Yang Ming turned over to look at them hiding behind the door, each carrying a wine bottle, probably still drinking, of course he knew that he was back when he didn't fall asleep.

But he wondered: "Damn, Brother Yan, don't you have a place to go? Come and sleep with my wife all day long! I don't know, I think my family is so open-minded and willing to give a small one!"

Zhang Haiyan, who was wearing pajamas with hazy bumps, had red cheeks and was slightly drunk: "I also want to find someone to marry, but no one can take me in, only my little sister to take me in!"

She originally meant to kiss her face, but Li Wei thought she was going to kiss her face, and as soon as she turned her head, the two of them fell into mouth-to-mouth, laughing after a second, Yang Ming couldn't stand it and took the pillow: "I'm sleeping outside!"

"Sleep inside!" Li Wei shouted.

Yang Ming looked back at the two of them, knowing that he shouldn't say it, but he still wanted to say: "I'm not disgusted, but it's so awkward, can you call a spicier and more sassy one-"

"You dare! You're dead!" the pillow flew over, and the battle began.

Ahem, pillow fights.