The Age of the Returnee Chapter 223 Calculation
Han Qiu looked at "No. 1" Eleud Niels, who was sitting in the chief position. She is an expressionless woman, her pale yellow hair is meticulously combed, high behind her head, and the long black trench coat on her body is very similar to the one on her body, and that meticulous temperament reminds him of Guo Renjie's secretary who was killed by himself not long ago.
Eleudniers looked around at the high-ranking returnees in front of her, her eyes black whites and white eyeballs, and even the simplest of them made people feel strange.
"You killed someone, didn't you?" Eleudniers' gaze stopped at Han Qiu.
"Ah," Han Qiu nodded, "Because of my inconvenient identity, I arranged for the thirteenth to go to the White Crow to declare war, but he disobeyed the order and intended to attack me, so I killed him." β
"Hmm. Eludniers nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, the death of a subordinate returnee was nothing to them, "Tell me a little about your declaration of war two days ago. β
"It's going well," Wendell, who was sitting at the very end, was the first to speak, "but if the fifth could act at that time, it would be more perfect for me to kill Xing Guotan on the spot." β
"Impossible," Han Qiu waved his hand, "Although I joined you, Xing Guotan was very kind to me, not to mention at that time, even if the PRDC was completely destroyed, I would not allow you to make a move on him." β
Herta seemed to sense the contradiction in Han Qiu's words, and asked, "PRDC is Xing Guotan's life's work, since you are loyal to Xing Guotan, why are you willing to help us destroy it?"
"Xing Guotan is Xing Guotan, and PRDC is PRDC," Han Qiu explained with his eyes slightly closed, "Xing Guotan is a benefactor, and PRDC is our obstacle, these are two different things." β
"I see what you mean," Koch Turner interjected at Herta, "but I don't think Brother Five is an undercover PRDC agent!"
"If you want to go undercover in an organization full of capable people, even the slightest mistake will be dead," Yinchen took Koch Turner's words, "I don't think with his character, he won't take this riskβby the way, when I went to Wuming to declare war, I took down one of their combatants." Although it took away his power, it didn't have time to take his life. β
"Oh?" Hearing this, the bald head who had been squinting his small eyes became interested, "You are the first person to exert the power bestowed by the leader." β
"Yes," Yin Chen nodded, revealing the eye pattern on the back of his hand, "The leader didn't lie to us. β
After Yin Chen finished speaking, the eye pattern suddenly emitted a burst of purple light, and three heavily armed purple phantoms appeared behind Yin Chen.
Everyone looked at the patterns on their bodies - although the positions were different, some were on the collarbone, some were on the shoulder, but their tattoos were all the same with closed eyes, which were completely different from Yin Chen's open eyes.
"Ohββ!" Bach looked surprised, and stretched out his finger to point at the phantom soldier behind Yin Chen, "It's really completely different from your own ability!"
"What's wrong? Is my original ability so unlikable?"
Bach scratched his head and explained seriously: "How do you say that...... Although it feels as gloomy and silly as your personality, it is not an annoying ability. β
Herta interjected: "Much better than some noisy dog!"
Wendell smiled, ignoring her hostility.
"In that case, our odds are a few percent higher," Eludniers nodded, "What about the declaration of war in the rest of the region?"
"It all went well. β
"There was no mistake. β
"Then the most important deployment will beginβit will be the plan to take over the entire world in five days. β
Naoko Aoki, who was sitting in the third seat, applauded.
"Will it take five days?" Wendell said as he pulled a note from his pocket and shook his hand, the folded paper unfolded, revealing many names and arrowheads.
"Looks like our scholar has his own plans. Koch Turner gave Wendell a thumbs up.
Wendell waved his hand modestly: "It's not a plan, it's just a little comparison between friend and foe." As he spoke, he slowly pushed the piece of paper onto the table, "After the collapse of the Transhuman Foundation, countries have begun to step up the recruitment and formation of the team of capable people, but it is too late, we only need a large number of low-level returnees to easily take them down." β
"The only forces that are really difficult to deal with are Wuming and PRDC," Wendell pulled the slightly loose braid at the back of his head and retied it as he spoke, "Among them, Wuming's strongest combat power is in Liumang and Sanctions, and PRDC's combat power is concentrated in the secret execution group, security team, and special combat force operation group. β
Hearing the "security group", Han Qiu subconsciously raised his head.
"Given that the 'Ability to Seize Others' pattern given to us by the leader can be used, I feel that it only takes three people to deal with the Six Mangs and the Sanction. As for the PRDC," Wendell smiled, stretching out his head to look at Han Qiu across the dust, "The leader of the security team is one of us, the secret execution team has been dissolved, and the only thing to worry about is the special operations team." β
With that, Wendell paused and cast his gaze at the First Returnee, who was sitting in the lead.
Eliudnels looked at Wendell, and she understood that although Wendell had seen the big picture, she still gave herself enough face as the Chief's agent. He's like that, he leaves himself a way out of everything he does, and although that humility reveals dangerous cunning, it's not annoying.
"Wendell is right," Eleudniers said, standing up, "I am sure you know the situation. The reason why the leader did not show up is also based on his trust in you. I know that your goals are not tied and your motives are not the same, but since you are all returnees, let me give my blood and flesh to the god who is about to descend. β
Hehe.
Wendel, who was sitting at the end of the seat, looked at No. 1's "performance" and lamented that she was really unfit to play the role of such a "demagogue", and her words and deeds were even worse than the speech of the student council president. Whether it is expression, tone of voice, or body movements, it lacks the necessary demagogy. There is only one reason why you can command these people - strong enough.
Despite this, Naoko Aoki applauded, maybe this is the tenderness of a child.
Han Qiu looked at this cold but beautiful woman, and smiled slightly without knowing whether to be contemptuous or appreciative.
......
"Whew. Ye Hanshu stood on the balcony and let out a long sigh.
"Are you smoking again?" Hearing Ye Hanshu's heavy breathing, the black rider walked out of the study.
Ye Hanshu turned around and showed his empty hands to the black horseman: "I didn't smoke, I just sighed." β
"Sigh what?" the black rider laughed, and walked slowly to Han Su.
Ye Hanshu didn't speak, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the shoulder of the black rider, and looked up at the young face in front of him.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Ye Hanshu didn't speak, Hei Qi laughed again, "Why don't you speak?"
"I'm thinking that you're the only one in the world who is worthy of me. β
"Why?"
"Think about it, how many years have you been the way you are?"
"I don't remember, it was like this before I met him. β
"So," Ye Hanshu laughed, raised his hand and touched Heiqi's face, "It's always young that you are worthy of me who makes your appearance stay forever now." β
The Black Rider raised an eyebrow: "I don't think you're sighing because of this." β
"I'm thinking about those neurotic things," Ye Hanshu lowered his head, "Faust has been lying down for more than two days, and he hasn't woken up yet." Because of the wedding, the company has just recovered, and if it really goes to war, I don't know if it can hold on. β
"Don't worry," Hei Qi stretched out his hand to hug Ye Hanshu and comforted him softly, "With me here, Mr. and you will definitely not lose half a hair." β
Ye Hanshu put his head on the shoulder socket of the black rider, and seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat faintly: "Whoever uses you to protect, you just need to protect Lao Ye." β
"Speaking of weddings," Heiqi let go of Ye Hanshu, "Yinglan's side, can you rest assured?"
Ye Hanshu shook his head: "Although Gu Lichuan stabbed White Crowe, I still can't trust the guys in the special operations team. β
"If you're worried, let Wei Yan or Li Youshu take a look. β
Ye Hanshu shook his head: "This is an extraordinary period, and no one should be left behind in the six mangs and sanctions." β
"That's what I said, so what should I do?"
"I'll go personally. β
......
"It's really inconvenient to have no secretary. Guo Renjie pushed the fruit forward and complained as if talking to himself.
Song Cheng nodded, and his attitude was a little more relaxed than when he first went to Guo Renjie's office. Guo Renjie once lost power, not only lost the most advantageous thug Gao Li, but also lost part of the command of the security team, and even his secretary was pinched into meat sauce by Han Qiu, which can be said to be completely isolated.
"You can find another one," Song Cheng looked at the fruit on the plate, and didn't take it, "Good-looking, considerate, and shrewd, as long as you want to find it, you can always find it." β
Guo Renjie shook his head: "There is no way to make up for the lost time." β
"Did you come to me for the previous matter?" Song Cheng didn't want to be idle anymore, so he went straight to the point and asked, "Now that the matter is over, do you still want to overthrow Speaker Xing?"
Guo Renjie didn't speak.
"Vice Speaker, I think ......" Song Cheng pushed his glasses, and seemed to have confidence in his words, "Although I hate Long Ao very much, and I also feel that I am being despised by myself, but this is an extraordinary time, to tell the truth, I trust Speaker Xing more." β
Guo Renjie's face was gloomy: "What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry," Song Cheng stood up, "I can't help you for the time being." β