The first person of the Tao

In the bustling street market of M Valley, a building rising from the ground is very striking and separates the street. The tall, extravagant buildings stretch out in a square shape on either side, and the once bustling streets are cut off here.

The palace-like building is surrounded by a four-metre-high red wall, and a 360-degree rotating probe is monitored 24 hours a day at intervals of less than two metres. Infrared equipment was everywhere, and men in civilian clothes with black sunglasses bulging around the walls were roaming around.

This is the most heavily guarded place, and even a fly can't fly into it, because in the invisible inner layer of the red wall, the 30,000-volt power grid almost covers a distance of nearly two meters, and stretches a length to the inside. The density between the grids is laborious to reach even a finger, and the staggered currents can turn every fly that flies through it into black ash in an instant.

At the entrance of the solemn and tall building, under the porch like a triumphal arch, all soldiers in the uniforms of the National Guard of T countries held the most advanced automatic rifles, and their eyes shot a cold glint of glancing.

All the passers-by looked at the tall building from awe from afar, and then turned to lament that the country had once again fallen into a military regime. I don't know how long this kind of day will end.

T country is a bustling metropolis, although it does not occupy the position of one of the world's financial centers like D-kyo, but it is indeed a paradise for tourists and vacations, and a paradise that men all over the world yearn for.

The roads are dirty and the congestion here and there are occasional disgraces to the city's image. Poor security is a major problem for the city, and the government is actively trying to find ways to deal with it, so that drug dealers and gangsters can disappear from the city sooner. However, even many people in the government are corrupt elements who have close ties with the underworld, so this assumption can only be maintained in the imagination.

Carson was born out of this era, representing the interests of most of the corrupt in the government, and in another way, he was the biggest financier of these corrupt elements. His drug business has spread to almost all of Asia and half of Europe, and the underworld of many countries has to take goods from him.

Officials in the government smelled the smell of profit and did whatever it took to win over Carson. So even if Carson was sent to jail, he would be able to swagger out of it intact and swaggering. This is his territory, and no one can touch his cake.

Carson stood in front of the giant floor-to-ceiling windows of the General's Mansion, his face mottled by the shadow of broken flowers. The streets are full of busy shadows, and once upon a time, like the people outside, I was busy like a fly without a head, and the biggest purpose was to fill my stomach. But today, he is standing on the highest place in the T country, overlooking all living beings like an emperor.

As long as he wants, with a gesture down, everyone on the street will be turned into dead bodies in the shortest possible time. As long as he wants, a smile comes out, and the average person who walks by his door today will become a millionaire.

This is the benefit of power, so that he can do whatever he wants, and whether everything in the world is born or died depends on his mood. It's a good feeling, but Carson is used to it, and he wants to pursue a wider world.

Turning around, he nodded very politely to the old man sitting on the sofa, and he walked slowly to the desk by the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat casually in his large office chair.

The old man on the opposite side was about seventy or eighty years old, and his silver hair was neatly combed. His face was very ruddy, and a pinch of Fuso's classic mustache was very sexy on his lips. There was still a smile on his lips every moment, if it weren't for his full head of gray hair, he would really think that he was the most merry teenager on the street.

Behind the old man stood two people, a man and a woman, both in black trench coats. The slightly exposed tattoo on the neck represents their noble status in the underworld, and the hidden momentum is like the sharpest blade, which can cut the person in front of them into two pieces at any time.

"It's really Carson's honor to have the Dragon Snake Family Master come to me in person." Carson sat in his chair, trying to maintain the courtesy of the supreme head of state. But he didn't dare to show disrespect to the old man on the sofa at all, and his words were full of compliments.

The old man's eyes looked around, and he said with a smile: "I remember that twenty years ago, you were a hillbilly who could only sell drugs, and you had mud on your legs all day long. Hehe, I didn't expect to see you again in 20 years, but you have already entered the house so advanced. ”

The young man behind the old man coughed in a low voice, obviously reminding the old man's tone. But the old man just laughed, still pointing at Carson's nose: "You kid is a salted fish turned over." ”

With Carson's violent personality, if it were someone else, he might have gone on a killing spree in his luxurious office. Hidden in his drawer was a large-caliber revolver with which he had blasted the heads of countless people. Looking at the blood splattered with the mucus mixed with the brain, Carson felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

But in front of the old man, even if the other party said ten times as rude as he had just said, Carson could only smile. Because he knew that the appearance of this old man must have touched the pulse of the entire underworld. Maybe somewhere, a dozen sniper rifles were aimed at their hearts at the same time, and they had been smashed to pieces before they could get them.

And looking at the appearance of the group of men and women behind the old man, it seems that they are sharp knives that can cut into his bones at any time. This is not a joke, the head of the Dragon Snake family, the most secret underground king in Fusang, is not allowed to make any jokes.

Carson smiled awkwardly and nodded extremely modestly: "Mr. Taiwu is right, I used to be a drug dealer who was not in the stream. However, time will change a person, and drug dealers will grow up slowly. ”

Taiwu nodded lightly, he put away his playful smile: "Don't laugh at you, you are also the most powerful general in a country, I heard that the current emperor and prime minister have to look at your face, and even you can replace them." It's really impressive for three days. ”

"Mr. Taiwu is really polite, Carson is just a little person who follows the trend. If it weren't for Mr. Babu, maybe I would still be a drug dealer right now. "Carson is very humble.

"That boy is just a bastard with a lot of self-confidence." Taiwu smiled, and Babu, who was in awe of everyone, didn't care about talking about children on the street.

"But his masters were optimistic about him, and liked his radical personality that could burn himself together. Hey, in this world, like things gather. Taiwu shook his head helplessly, as if he was very sad for Babu's invisible masters.

The words have already touched on the high-level aspect, and Carson is not easy to answer. The big names that Taewu said were things he had never heard of. Carson only knew that those people were mysterious and sophisticated, and that they must be a great group of people who could control terrorists like Zab Babu.

Seeing Carson stunned, Taiwu smiled, "Hey, what do you want?" Am I still here? ”

Carson was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "No, no, I just suddenly thought of something." By the way, Mr. Taiwu, are you here for vacation in country T? If there is anything I need to serve, just tell me. ”

"Of course, you have all the food, clothing, housing and transportation, will you be polite to me?" Taiwu smiled obscenely like an uncle who took advantage, and at this moment he couldn't tell that he was the emperor of the entire Fuso underground world.

Carson nodded resignedly, "Yes, yes, that's what Mr. Taiwu said." It's my job, and that's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Carson has more than half of his business run through the Fuso gangs, and the other big Asian gang triad on T-Bay Island is also indirectly controlled by the Fuso gangs. They have to learn from the Fuso gangsters in their dress, and even the shoes they wear on their feet have to learn from the Fuso gangsters.

The gangsters of Fuso have a new style for a while, and it will immediately set off a trend in the entire triad. It can be said that the gangsters are Carson's biggest financiers, and without their funds, his goods would be moldy in the mountains of country T.

Moreover, the dragon snake family controls all the gangsters, and even the heads of Asian countries will be afraid of their power. If you want to talk about assassinations or something, it's even more commonplace. Talking to the head of the Dragon Snake family is as nervous as having your head in your hands and ready to hand it over to someone else.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Tai Wu stiffened his face, and at this moment, Yan SΓΉ's face was still half playful. Carson only felt that there were countless blades rushing towards him, and the cold air just wanted to find a place to hide.

Taiwu said coldly: "When will your 150,000 people arrive in Fuso?" ”

Carson was shocked, this matter was only after receiving Babu's order, he would send an army of 150,000 to Fuso. This is a very confidential matter, and he doesn't even dare to talk in his sleep when he sleeps, but how did the old man on the other side know?

"Hurry, it's coming!" Carson was visibly flustered: "It's probably about to reach the sea area of Fuso." ”

A trace of pain flashed on Taiwu's face: "It's still a step too late, your 150,000 army will be wiped out soon." ”

Carson bounced up from his chair in surprise and asked, "What?" What do you say? ”

Taiwu shook his head and sighed: "Your biggest mistake is to go against the Huaxia people, Babu is a fanatical religious element, what about you?" You and I are just businessmen. Sometimes, businessmen have to settle down. ”

"What do you say? As I just said, my people are going to die? Carson only had his 150,000 troops in mind, which was almost half of his strength.

Taiwu slowly stood up and looked at Carson sadly: "Don't count it, your daughter and your army are going to die soon." It is impossible for the Chinese people to let them see the sun tomorrow. ”