The Minutes of the Presbyterian Church of Zion, an important document documenting the Masonic program, has been in the British Museum for more than 100 years, and has been circulated in many editions around the world.

Hong Kong once released a Chinese version under the name "The Black Hand Who Manipulated Twentieth Century History", but not many people have read it, and it is banned in many countries.

The reason for the ban is that the descriptions of Freemasonry in the book are appalling, may cause panic or turmoil, and of course some people who have read it think it is nonsense.

If this is nonsense, how can I hope that the literature will be treasured in the British Museum for more than 100 years?

As a senior member of the British branch of Freemasonry, Rutgers knew that the inside story of the senior Freemasonry that had been leaked from the "Minutes of the Presbyterian Church of Zion" was all true.

The Presbyterian Church of Zion is the highest level of Masonic power.

The Rothschilds occupy a third of the elder seats.

It is no exaggeration to say that the programs of the literature such as the establishment of a new world order and the control of the economy of the regime have been doing so since the day of the birth of Freemasonry.

Supporting at least fifteen U.S. presidents.

It is certainly not a coincidence that Hongmen, which influenced the modern history of China, has the same logo and English name as Freemasonry, and Hongmen is the low-level branch of Freemasonry.

Doing its best to help Israel build a state, the United States almost regards Israel as its own child, many people don't understand why, and some people who think they are smart think it is Uncle Sam's conspiracy, or one of the means to control the Middle East.

In fact, the previous American administrations were really not so utilitarian in their treatment of Israel, and all this was due to the control of the Freemasonry in the US government, and you must know that most of the elders of the Freemasonry were Jews.

If you don't move, the Freemasonry that will shock the whole world, if it involves Ottlank's personal grievances, it is really an anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes, and it is a big joke in the world!

Rutgers pushed his round-rimmed glasses, didn't say anything, and slowly stood up.

"I know that the personal grudge is small, but that person has threatened the interests of the entire Otorrankian family, my grandfather, father, and I are all Freemasons, and your indulgence of outsiders to bully me and my family is tantamount to letting the other party humiliate the Freemasons and humiliate our supreme King David." Otorlank knelt at the feet of the old man who was about to leave, and asked for help.

The old man frowned, hesitated for three or two seconds, and finally walked out of the small living room.

Otorlank sighed helplessly, without the slightest resentment or dissatisfaction on his face, and stood up in despair, unwilling to go out.

Freemasonry aside, Ottlanc has deep connections, a huge network, and a huge fortune in England, and when he thinks back to the evil young opponent who is deeply rooted in his mind, so many resources that make the world fear can't help the other party.

Hate and fear.

Otorrank's state of mind at this time.

The more powerful and wealthy people are, the more afraid they are of death, and Otoranke is no exception.

"Boss" Stanley saw his master walk out of the castle gate and quickly greeted him, but Ottlank was silent and got into the car directly, which made Stanley doubly embarrassed.

The convoy turned around and returned to the city along the River Thames.

Ottlanc smoked cigar after cigar, suppressing his mania, wondering if he could escape the disaster and take revenge if he had used the police to do so.

Château Saint-Lyle.

Rutgers stopped in front of the window, overlooking the huge Peugeot made of floor tiles in the central square of the castle, pondered for a long time, and instructed the old servant in the tuxedo who was waiting on the side, "You should immediately send someone to find out, who the Otlanc family provoked, what the source, what background." ”

The old servant answered, and bowfully withdrew from the room.

…………………………

On a meadow outside a manor in the southern suburbs of London.

Yang Chen and the two horses each rode a horse, and the horses whipped quickly, letting the horses spread their hooves and run wildly.

Mei Ji stared from afar, pulling out two horses today, which can not only make Yang Chen and the others happy, but also don't worry too much about the two riding together, causing the horse to be injured.

In the manor stables, this ruthless girl who lacks love for cats and dogs has raised four good horses, not to mention the value of the horse itself, the feed money for raising horses every year is at least 50,000 euros, equivalent to nearly 500,000 yuan, which is equal to the annual salary plus bonus of senior white-collar workers in Beijing and Shanghai, and counting other expenses, it is an astonishing amount.

It's a lot more effort than raising cats and dogs.

Erya learns everything quickly, has a flexible brain, often draws inferences from one another, and the same is true for learning to ride a horse, riding on horseback, riding a horse and whipping, letting the sturdy British thoroughbred horse spread its hooves and run, not only is not afraid, but also laughs from time to time, this time, playing with Yang Zige on horseback, is her happiest time.

Mei Ji's gaze wandered between Yang Chen and Erya, and only at this time did she look at Erya's gaze with more tenderness and more pity and smile.

Strict master is a high apprentice, her personal experience, it is because of the most rigorous training that she has today, when her eyes fall on Yang Chen, more and more gentle, gentle mixed with love and respect.

"Miss, someone is looking for Mr. Yang, it doesn't seem to be someone from the Arctic Fox." The middle-aged maid who was Meiji's first master quietly appeared behind Meiji.

Maggie frowned.

Yang Chen lives here, how can people other than the Arctic Fox know that Mei Ji's eyes have become cold, she has encountered danger countless times, like Yang Chen, she is used to thinking of the worst, and asked: "The other party said that he didn't mean to say it?" ”

The maid said, "I just said to bring a letter for Mr. Yang with a few words." ”

"You keep an eye on the people coming, and we'll be back later." After Mei Ji finished speaking, she walked to Yang Chen in the distance, and put her hand in her mouth, blowing a loud whistle.

The two thoroughbred horses that were galloping wildly into the distance neighed in response to Meiji's whistle, and then turned their heads and ran back, no longer under Yang Chen's control.

Yang Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, wishing to think that he had a good relationship with the crotch dismount these days, but this beast didn't take him seriously at all, it was he who was making himself amorous, and the two horses ran to the front of Mei Ji and stopped, shaking their heads, as if excited by the call of their master.

"Something?" Yang Chen jumped off the horse and asked Mei Ji, knowing that Mei Ji would not whistle for no reason.

Mei Ji nodded and said, "A stranger came here and said that he had brought a letter and a few words to the master. ”

"Huh?" Yang Chen frowned, knowing that there were only a few people who lived here, and all of them were familiar faces of the Arctic fox, and it was unusual for strangers to look for him by name.

Could it be that the comer is not good?

A sneer slowly appeared on Yang Chenjun's face: "Let's go, let's go and see who is coming." ”

In the main villa of the manor, in the large living room on the first floor, two men in suits and leather shoes were sitting and waiting for Yang Chen, with the same brooch pinned to the collar of the suit, and the middle-aged maid handed them coffee, and the two thanked them politely, neither humble nor arrogant, obviously unfathomable.

As soon as the two took a sip of coffee, Mei Ji accompanied Yang Chen into the living room, Yang Chen saw the two of them clearly at a glance, and also saw the snake-shaped brooch of the two people.

Freemasons?

Yang Chen squinted suddenly, his gaze clear.