"I'm not sure," said George. Tenet shook his head, his expression a little hesitant and uncertain, "But...... It seems to me that there are no Chinese and Russians in this. ”

What the? This has nothing to do with the Chinese? George. Tenet's words stunned everyone in the room! They could not have imagined that in George. Tenet's instinct was that this matter had nothing to do with the Russians or the Chinese.

Originally, they thought that even without the direct participation of the Chinese, this matter would be inseparable from China in any case, because in all possible countries, the Chinese were the most suspicious, but they did not expect that in the end, George. Tenet went so far as to tell them that this matter had nothing to do with the Chinese.

This makes them a little unacceptable!

Not China or Russia? Could it be that it will not be those countries in Europe?

It's just that this idea has just come to mind, and everyone who sits down next suddenly feels ridiculous!

Europe? How is that possible?

It is not unreasonable for these guys to be so confident, because in the decades since the end of World War II, along with the expansion of their own strength, the United States has never interrupted and relaxed its infiltration and control over European countries in many aspects such as politics, economy, and military, and has used its own ability to exert influence on European countries in many affairs as much as possible, but the Europeans had to put up with it.

The head of the US intelligence department even once said in a very proud tone, "We have penetrated our intelligence touch into all aspects of Europe, and we can know if we want to, the British prime minister or the French president did it with his wife for a few minutes last night." ”

So it's no wonder that the expressions of these guys are so unbelievable, if this organization is made by Russians or Chinese, they feel that although they are a little incredulous, it is not incomprehensible, but if it is European? None of us here believe that if Europeans were brewing such an organization, it would be unusually large and would take a long time to develop to the point where it could confront the United States.

Not at all! There is not the slightest possibility!

But on the other hand, despite their reluctance, everyone believed in George. Tenet may have a point: even George. Tenet made a mistake in his work, but do you think that the CIA, the FBI, and other intelligence agencies have ignored this information for decades?

It is completely impossible for a mistake to last for so many years, and the secrecy of intelligence by the Europeans has not been perfected to this extent.

Not only the staff team, but even Bush Jr.'s face was also in disbelief at the moment, his brain could not accept such a sensational thing, he did not know about it, let alone accept that he still did not have the slightest clue about this matter!

Damn it...... George W. Bush felt like he was sitting on a pile of 5,000 kilograms of TNT explosives, and the fuse had burned to the end, and his anger could be vented in the most violent way at any time: Who the hell can tell me what the hell is going on with him?

It's a pity that this question is obviously not answered by anyone for the time being.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," looked at everyone's strange faces, and his heart suddenly changed, and he understood why everyone's faces were so weird. Tenet, hasteningly explained, "My intuition tells me that it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Europeans either, but...... I don't know how to say it...... Let's put it this way, it gives me the impression that this organization is not affiliated with any one country. ”…,

Isn't it an organization secretly formed by any state?!

Everyone was stunned! I was going to say George. Tenet's face changed suddenly, as they suddenly thought of a fact, a secret that only a very few people in this world were qualified to know:

The world's major interest groups, including the major consortia behind the United States, have a mysterious force that is subordinate to them and is not known and understood by the state and government!

This force is so powerful, and so deeply hidden, that except for a very small number of people in every country, they do not even know that such a mysterious and powerful force exists in their country.

This mysterious force is not only the patron saint of one's own country, but also the ultimate force against other countries, and at the same time, this force is a country's super-deterrent force like strategic nuclear weapons, and before nuclear weapons appear, this force is a country's real strategic nuclear weapons.

Of course, there are not many countries in the world that possess such a powerful and mysterious force, and the force in the hands of the Americans is precisely the strongest of all the forces in the world, and it is this mysterious and powerful force that guarantees the strong and unshakable position of the Americans in the world.

Could it be said? Crunch~~Crunch~~Crunch~~ Everyone turned their heads sluggishly, and the usually flexible neck joints were now as difficult as a gear that had been rusted for hundreds of years without lubrication: Could it be that in this world, there is another force that is simply taboo and cannot be mentioned?

"Boom~Boom~" Bush Jr. raised his hand, looking at his expression, as if he wanted to say something, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't say a word, and could only make a few strange sounds similar to the crowing of a rooster from his throat.

As for the others? Compared to George W. Bush, it is not much better, that strange expression, like seeing Satan enthusiastically around the neck of Jehovah, the two of them happily drinking a little wine, while calling each other brothers! Nearby, the famous fallen angel Lucifer and the Seraphic angel Michael are laughing and roasting a roasted whole lamb together...... Everyone knows where the little lamb came from.

"Huh? Mr. President, there is your *-level letter. When the whole office was in a state of confusion and despair, White House Chief of Staff Card suddenly came to the information screen in front of him, showing that there was a top-secret letter to Mr. President outside that needed to be signed by Mr. President.

"Mine? *Class Top Secret? Bush Jr., who had just looked confused and depressed, was stunned for a moment after hearing Card's words, and then jumped up from the soft chair with a stiff waist like a salmon about to produce seeds, and walked out, "Quick! Hurry up!! ”

Because of his excitement and hurry, the hapless Bush Jr. tripped over a chair in the conference room several times.

Because of the excessive excitement, Bush Jr.'s face has turned red like boiled shrimp at this moment.

*Class Top Secret Letters? In the case that the person who has the qualifications to send him a *-level top-secret letter knows what they are doing, what is the identity of the person who sent him a *-level top-secret letter, which is about to be revealed!

At the same time, the other people attending the meeting also understood the significance of the letter, and after looking at each other for a while, everyone couldn't hide their excitement and excitement, and Rice and Cheney even waved their fists excitedly: just now when they were still worried about how the next Iraq war should be fought, this solution came. In the words of the Chinese, it was really "just dozing off and sending a pillow to me"! Nothing could be more timely than this. …,

"Don't worry, do your own thing." This is the content of this finger-thick letter after it has been declassified.

And when Bush Jr. came back with the declassified letter and envelope, Bush Jr.'s excited words that were already a little unspeakable and the appearance of the small unspoken mark in the lower left corner of the envelope made everyone in the conference room finally completely let go of the last trace of worry in their hearts.

George W. Bush and his staff understand that since the person who sent this letter has already said that there is no need to worry about this mysterious force that has appeared unexpectedly, there is absolutely no need to worry, as long as you do what you have to do. And what is it to do? Win this battle against Iraq.

"How should the next battle be fought?" After a long time, George W. Bush finally came to his senses, looked at Rumsfeld with expectation in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly, and at the same time, at the bottom of that trembling tone, there was a hint of relief like the rest of his life.

"At present, we do not know how many of those mysterious anti-aircraft missiles are still in the hands of the Iraqi military, but we can also be sure that the number of such weapons in their hands is definitely not too much, and it will certainly not withstand consumption."

"However, for the sake of safety, I propose that in the next few days, combat aircraft be temporarily prohibited from entering Iraq's airspace, and that cruise missiles be launched by combat aircraft carrying air-to-ground missiles and airborne cruise missiles outside Iraq's national borders, and cruise missiles launched by naval submarines at the same time, and that cruise missiles be used to launch saturation attacks on high-value military, economic, media, and political targets in Iraq first."

"When destroying these targets, their anti-aircraft missiles are not right, they must not watch us do this, they will definitely fight back, not to mention how effective they are in counterattacking cruise missiles with very small targets, even if the anti-missile capabilities are very good, but how many missile reserves can they have? 100 pieces? 200 pieces? Even if they have a reserve of 300 missiles, then it's great that we use 300 missiles to consume them, and 300 anti-aircraft missiles shoot down 300 cruise missiles? If they can really do it, then we are like the technology they bought NMD. ”

At this point, Rumsfeld made a joke, and there was a knowing chuckle in the conference room.

Worthy of being a professional soldier who has fought all his life, Rumsfeld immediately came up with such a "stupid" method: A typical American-style combat method, bulldozer-style advancement, and no tactical tactics at all, that is, a pile of weapons and absolute weapon firepower are used to directly pile you to death.

"Well, when the Iraqis run out of anti-aircraft missiles, we will send planes to bomb them, which is nothing more than a little more missiles consumed in the early stage, and then we will replace the bombs that have not been consumed later. There is nothing for this, we can afford it, but the Iraqis absolutely cannot afford it, and this is our advantage. ”

Speaking of this, Rumsfeld's face was already full of unparalleled self-confidence: Yes, I admit that your Iraqi missiles are very useful, but your national strength limits your military strength, and we can completely use missiles to consume you, but you have no way at all, and this is the sorrow of a small country.

"Good! That's it! George W. Bush suddenly slapped the board.

For the US-British coalition forces, which are in such an extremely passive state, the benefits of such a fight are simply too many, not only can they achieve "zero" casualties and curb the anti-war public opinion at home, but more importantly, the consumption of weapons is exactly what those arms dealers in the United States want to see, and they wish that the amount of weapons and ammunition consumed by the media would be doubled.

With the abundant financial resources of the United States, it is one of the combat methods of the US military to throw all kinds of high-precision, sophisticated, precision-guided weapons to targets of extremely high value in various hostile countries, and to directly paralyze their power, water conservancy, energy, political, military, and economic targets. …,

The only difference from what Rumsfeld said is that, compared with the combat mode used a few days ago, this combat mode originally used advanced combat planes as air-carrying platforms to bring these weapons to the air over the target for bombing, and then the explosives and surplus fuel will make these weapons exert a greater lethal effect, and the United States' powerful air combat force will also be able to ensure sufficient air supremacy.

And now, the carrying platforms of these weapons are just a little bit farther away from the target, so what is this?

George W. Bush was annoyed: Why did he forget that he could still fight like this?

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At a time when Saddam Hussein and his men were worried about how the next war should be fought, and there was no good solution, Saddam's secretary: Amid. Hamid. An inconspicuous little light on the intercom in front of Hammoud suddenly began to flicker.

Well? Who called at this time? Don't you know that the president at this time must not be disturbed? Amid. Hamid. Hammoud was stunned for a moment: he had already explained to those guys in the secretariat before, no matter what happened, even if the sky was about to fall, he had to wait until our beloved Mr. President finished the meeting, but what is going on with these guys?

But Amid. Hamid. Hammoud also understood that something very important must have happened, otherwise these guys in the Secretariat would never have taken such a huge risk to offend Mr. President, and they dared to do so because they were sure that Mr. President would definitely answer the call, or they thought that what the caller said was more important than the meeting that was being held at the moment.

Anyway, they think they took the call and Mr. President didn't blame them.

When Amid. Hamid. Hammoud was wondering what had made these guys so sure when a line suddenly appeared on the small screen in front of his intercom: "Dear Amid. Hamid. Mr. Hammoud, Mr. Weir would like to speak with Mr. President.

Mr. Will? It turned out to be Mr. Will!

In this moment, Amid. Hamid. Hammoud was struck down by great happiness in his heart: as one of Saddam's absolute confidants, Amid. Hamid. Hammoud, of course, knows what the term "Mr. Will" means: for the help of the proud Iraqi people in the recent past, all the evil US imperialism has suffered!

After the war with the United States officially began, Amid . Hamid. Hammoud understands better what "Mr. Will" means to Iraq today, and it is no exaggeration to say that in Ahmid. Hamid. In Hammoud's view, Mr. Will is the key to whether Iraq can ask the damned Americans for oppression!

Amid. Hamid. Hammoud will never forget what his beloved President Saddam Hussein once personally said: "Whenever Mr. Will comes to me, no matter what time or what I am doing, do not say that I am working, even if I am sleeping or praying to the Prophet Muhammad, let me know as soon as possible." I think that although that is the greatest disrespect to Allah, even Allah can understand us. ”

This sentence makes Amid. Hamid. Hammoud knew the weight of "Mr. Will" in the minds of his respected President Saddam, so after knowing that the call turned out to be from Mr. Will himself, Amid . Hamid. Hammoud said to Saddam Hussein in a trembling tone of excitement, "Dear Mr. President, Mr. Weir is looking for you. ”

Who? Who is looking for our beloved Mr. President? At this moment, there were still some noisy voices in the conference room, and there was a sudden silence! With a huge sound pressure drop, I'm afraid that the flies and mosquitoes flying in the room and Xiaoqiang hiding under the table can be scared to death because of the huge changes in an instant! …,

But this silence is only for a moment! In the next second, the people in the entire conference room suddenly breathed heavier, and their eyes flashed with the same light of happiness as if they had survived the catastrophe!

Although no one spoke, compared to the dull atmosphere that seemed to be extremely disappointed to the point of despair just now, the excitement that filled the conference room at this moment almost filled the entire huge conference room!

"Oh, it turned out to be our most loyal brother and friend, Brother Will, take it for me!" Uncle Sa nodded, his calm expression was so unfazed, "Amid. Hamid. Hammoud, turn on the speakers, brothers, our meeting is suspended, do you have no comment? Quite a few words"

Under Uncle Sa's calm performance, the guys in the conference room were calmed by Uncle Sa's "Wang Ba's anger": Look, Mr. President is Mr. President, we are so ecstatic, but Mr. President takes all this for granted. It is not for nothing that Mr. President, Mr. President, has been able to lead us in the struggle against the evil Americans for so many years.

Of course, these guys only see the appearance of things, but not the essence of things, although at this moment Uncle Sa tries his best to make his emotions and expressions appear as usual, but if you can put your head under the thick tablecloth in the conference room, you can see Saddam's hand under the table, which is trembling slightly at the moment, this trembling hand honestly betrays his inner mood at the moment: Uncle Sa is very excited at this moment, very excited, and a little excited can not help himself.

Saddam Hussein really deserves to be a strongman. Hamid. After Hammoud said that the call was from Mr. Will, he immediately realized the great value of this incident in boosting the morale of his subordinates! If you make good use of this opportunity, it will definitely work much more effectively than giving ten exciting speeches and shows!

"Nope!"

"No, no~"

Everyone replied one after another, saying that Mr. President could answer the phone with confidence at this time, and one by one, their necks suddenly changed from bears to giraffes, and they tried to stretch their necks to look at the speaker in front of Saddam.

Poor Amid. Hamid. Hammoud children's shoes looked at his boss with adoring eyes, and hurriedly pressed the button of the speaker in front of him, as a qualified secretary, he certainly knew what his boss's move meant at this time, and what role it could play.

It's done! Saddam Hussein smiled slightly, and the hand that had been placed under the table was also clenched into a fist at this moment.

"My dear friend, I heard that you have done a good job," Will came out of the loudspeaker, and a strong sense of joy echoed in the conference room, indicating that at this moment Will is sincerely happy about Iraq's victory, "Congratulations, Arab brothers, congratulations on giving the arrogant Americans a blow to the head, and letting these damn bastards know what Iraq's dignity is inviolable!" And, my dear brother, I would like to congratulate you on the fact that you have a group of highly professional soldiers under your command. ”

Will's words made the hearts of everyone in the conference room warm, as if they had drunk a smooth hot drink in winter, and their whole body was comfortable.

"Everywhere, although we won a small battle, it was achieved with the support of all the Iraqi people and the result of the efforts of all the soldiers. We know very well that this victory is inseparable from your support, Mr. Will, and we cannot imagine what the outcome of tonight would have been without the efforts you have helped us to do. ”

Since there is something to ask for someone next, Uncle Sa at this time naturally doesn't mind patting Will's sycophants and is modest, but then he immediately exposes the madman nature of this guy. …,

"We are well aware of the huge gap in strength between us and the evil US-British coalition forces, and there are more severe tests waiting for us in the future, but we have always firmly believed that with the support of the Iraqi people, we will definitely defeat the evil US-British coalition forces, and the final victory will definitely belong to us." The faces of political opportunists have once again been exposed.

"Of course, I also believe that the final victory must belong to the great Iraqi people," although Will on the other end of the phone was about to vomit by Saddam's shameless and invincible act, but if you just listen to the voice, you can't hear it.

"However, my dear brother, I have to remind you that my side has just received some not very good information, it seems that the Americans plan to revise their combat methods, and in the next time, the Americans will mainly bomb with cruise missiles and not use planes for the time being."

God knows, in fact, this remark is Will's own analysis based on the situation that the United States is currently experiencing, and it is difficult to hear, that is, this guy is making a well-founded statement, but who would have thought that this guy would just guess the next step of the Americans' battle plan under this kind of truth?

Will's voice was as gentle as ever, but after these words were spoken, not only Saddam, but even the entire conference room, all listened to the hairs on end!

But no one refuted Will's words, and they knew very well that after making such a big noise, the Americans would never stop the war because of this small setback they were encountering at present, and choose to withdraw in a gloomy way -- the goal of the Americans is very clear: by controlling the Middle East and controlling the oil in the Middle East, and then choking the neck of the energy consumption of all countries in the world, the casualties of dozens of people are compared with the huge gains after the victory of the war. It is impossible to shake even the slightest degree in the Americans' resolve to wage war, and the reason why the Americans have now suspended their bombing is only to seek countermeasures.

This trick of the Americans is undoubtedly quite vicious, not only can it effectively consume Iraq's already small number of air defense weapons and pave the way for them to use aircraft to bomb in the future, but it can also bomb high-value targets in Iraq and hit the hearts and morale of Iraq's people.

But the depression is depressed on one point: the Iraqis know what the damned Americans have in mind, but they have nothing to do -- their family background is too thin, not to mention tossing against the Americans, they are not qualified to fight the Americans to the end at all, well, if there is no outside support.

"Mr. Will......" At this moment, the voice of the strongman Saddam Hussein was extremely dry.

Similarly, the people who were full of anticipation and excitement just now, although they were trying to control their emotions at the moment, their faces had turned a lot whiter, and their gray faces were like a layer of lime water brushed on their faces.

Is there really no chance? In despair, the dignitaries of the Iraqi Saddam Hussein government couldn't help but feel a trace of unwillingness and helplessness in their hearts, as well as the desolation and helplessness of not being able to control things in their own hands: this news, and the information hidden behind the news, are too cruel for the Iraqi government and the convenience of the Iraqi government, which has just won a war.

"I'm sorry, you should know that this is determined by the actual national conditions of your two countries, not two advanced weapons can reverse this situation, and there is nothing I can do in the face of this situation." Will's voice was apologetic.

But it is this helpless apology that is like a thick nail in the hearts of these people in the conference room! In fact, from the very beginning, they knew very well that the possibility of Iraq winning this war was very small, and the reason why they still insisted on fighting was nothing more than the following three: ...,

One reason is that the traditional beliefs of Arabia force them to make this choice;

One reason is that Will has given them hope again and again, making them subconsciously have a hint of luck, thinking that they may really be able to win this war with the help of others;

The last reason is that the Americans did not give them a chance to accept surrender with dignity at all, and the Americans, who had behaved extremely aggressively from the very beginning, took the toughest posture and directly smashed the trace of luck in the hearts of some Iraqi people that "as long as the Americans give me a decent chance, it is not impossible to accept surrender"! : Even if you want to use your hot face to stick someone else's cold ass, you have to have someone to let you stick it.

So at this point, it became such a result.

Americans who are accustomed to being tough, accustomed to imposing their will on others, and swinging their fists without saying a word. If you know that there is another solution to the matter, I wonder if you will burst into tears of depression?

Is there really no way to do it? At this time, even Saddam Hussein, who has the best psychological quality and has always been the most determined, can't help but start to become discouraged in his heart, and he has even come up with an idea: If this war is really undoable, then we must find a way to transfer the assets that I have controlled secretly over the years. Together, the bin Laden brothers, change the battlefield to take revenge on these damned Americans.

Will is right when he says that Americans have American advantages, but I also have mine advantages; The Americans have deep pockets militarily and can bully whoever they want, and although I can't be their opponent in a purely military contest anyway, if I look at it from another angle, my disadvantage is not my advantage -- look at my book. What the bin Laden brothers did, how beautiful! After so many years, not only did the Americans have nothing to do with him, but they also cleaned up the Americans fiercely, who can say that my brother is a loser?

In short, the Americans have forced me to go into exile, and I must not let the Americans have a good time! -- Ben in History. bin Laden doesn't know if he regrets that he didn't have an in-depth understanding of Uncle Ben before, if the two had known each other a long time ago, maybe there would be more horror tycoons in this world, and one less unlucky guy who was hanged.

"Huh?" When the senior officials of the Iraqi military and government were having mixed feelings, Will's exclamation suddenly came from the speaker.

The sound was not loud, but at this moment, when the entire conference room was silent, and no sound could be heard except breathing, Will's alarm was as shocking and striking as a thunderbolt in the middle of the night.

Could it be ...... Do we still have a chance? In the desperate hearts of the Iraqi guys, as dry as a riverbed that has been exposed to the sun for half a year, a glimmer of hope has risen.

It's just that before they could react, the phone "clicked" softly, and it was disconnected, and Will on the other end of the phone actually took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound of "beep~beep~toot~" coming out of the phone, the nerves were a little tougher, but they just sat in the seat with a dead face, those nerves were not thick enough, and after losing all hope, the eyes were already blank and dead-like.

Overnight, from extreme excitement to disappointment, then from disappointment to hope, and then again to lose hope, this is like a roller coaster that tests the strength of the heart, even if the iron man comes, he can't stand it, let alone these guys, even if these guys' nerves have been trained in these years, but they can't bear it. …,

But tonight, Will's idea of playing these guys to death is clearly not over yet, and it is in Saddam's secretary: Amid. Hamid. Hammoud barely bothered to lift his spirits and turned off the desktop loudspeaker that was still screaming "toot~toot~toot~" for less than 1 minute, and everyone in the entire conference room had not yet come to his senses. Hamid. On the intercom in front of Hammud, the damn little red light came on again, and along with the little red light, there was a line on the external communication screen above the intercom: Mr. Will called again, did you answer?

Depend on! What do you mean? Don't bring such a playful person! You're not done yet, are you? A lot of words at this moment, the mood of the extremely bad Amid. Hamid. Hammoud even has a strong urge to smash the bench and smash the table, but look at his boss, Amid. Hamid. Hammoud still fulfilled his duties very dutifully, leaving the choice to Saddam.

Forget it, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be? Saddam, who was still extremely disappointed by his "morale-boosting" move that had just been messed up, but his mood had recovered somewhat, barely controlled his emotions and personally pressed the answer button.

"My dear brother," after receiving the phone call, Wilna's voice was much more excited than usual came into Saddam's ears, "to tell you good news, maybe you have really come to Iraq this time, just now our young master personally called me and said that he wanted to talk to you." I think that if you in Iraq still have any hope of winning this war, then that hope must be here. ”

What the? The mysterious young master who is omnipotent in Mr. Will's mouth and asked Mr. Will to introduce him several times without results appeared at this time? At this moment, although he knew that Will's young master must have his interests when he appeared at this time, and he wanted to take this opportunity to open his mouth with himself, Saddam Hussein found that he had never expected others to take the initiative to stretch out a knife to cut him.

It was also at this moment that the intended person, who had originally exuded a decaying dead aura like a corpse in a grave, suddenly seemed to have been brought back from the Nine Hells and stuffed into their bodies, and they suddenly regained their vitality.

"Okay, good ......" Despite the countless battles in his life, at this moment, Saddam's voice still had a trace of excited trilling.

"Hello, Mr. Saddam, it's a pleasure to meet you......" The call came in, and a gentle, young, female voice reached Saddam's ears.

It's a pity that Saddam, who can only listen but can't see, obviously didn't see that Zhang Lan, who had two black corners on his head and a long tail flicking around on the back of his buttocks, was smiling evilly and innocently, waving the small fork in his hand......

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While the Americans and Iraqis were fighting each other in the Middle East, no one seemed to have imagined that the world-famous Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany, far away in Europe, had stopped receiving millions of visitors a year because it needed extensive renovations.

It's no surprise that this mythical white-walled, blue-roofed paradise in the German Alps is picturesque, like a fairyland, with the sun shining through the clouds, the mist being misty, the mountains in the distance, the sea of clouds and the trees.

I saw the rolling dark mountains, Neuschwanstein Castle looming, faintly visible its white spire, you can witness her unique style from afar, under the shadow of the mountains and clouds, like a fairy in the clouds, like a dream, like a holy and elegant, winged white swan, it is majestic on the top of the mountain, eyes on the earth. The peaks and loops turn, the more you go forward, the more you can see clearly: it has beautiful shapes, high and low, staggered spires, and buildings in the building.

In order to maintain such a beautiful castle, it naturally takes a lot of time to maintain it, and it is only natural to spend a lot of time maintaining and repairing the castle every year.

However, those tourists who came with joy but returned with gloom obviously did not know that this beautiful castle was not completely closed to tourists at the moment, but because of the arrival of distinguished guests, it was already closed.

"It's good, it's good, it's messy, the more messy it is, the more opportunities we have, and after decades, we finally have a chance to regain what we lost." On the tallest tower of the castle, an old man in his 60s was standing in front of the window of the tower and looking out of the window, looking at a delicate sheepskin scroll in his hand, and his face was a sickly flush.

And behind the old man who is full of the old-fashioned aristocratic atmosphere of the Middle Ages, the Ren characters in the rows of exquisite oil paintings are smiling at the old man, as if they are very satisfied with what the old man has done......