Chapter 1182: The Lurker
The atmosphere on the migrant ship was tense, with many of the ignorant crew members being taken out of their cabins by heavily armed security guards, nearly 500 people gathered in the conference room, and 22 security guards armed with firearms blocking all entrances and exits.
Many people's first thought is that someone is going to carry out a coup d'état on a ship, after all, a migrant ship carries tens of thousands of people, a whole colonial fleet has three migrant ships of the same size, and there are twice as many combat ships on board, their goal is to build a new world, if there are really careerists who want to take this opportunity to do things, it is undoubtedly a good opportunity.
In fact, there are indeed such careerists in the crew, and there is more than one, the five hooligans on the earth secretly control the pattern of the entire world, and those small countries can only churn in a limited space, but small countries do not mean that there will be no outstanding people.
Donovan was born in a small South American country, relying on his natural talent and talent, he spent twelve years from a small gangster in the rainforest to a big drug lord in many small countries in South America, raising tens of thousands of horses.
Money is just a number to him, and it has no practical significance, but money can always buy some people who are not determined, Donovan has many informants, and even his channels in New Huaxia have brought him a lot of convenience.
For example, armament, in terms of individual equipment, Donovan's personal guard can even be compared to the special squad of the five hooligans, such as intelligence, Donovan has avoided many assassinations over the years, how many encirclements and suppressions, and even met with the special operations forces directly under the five hooligans in the rainforest, but in the end he survived, and became stronger and stronger.
Donovan felt that his life was exciting enough, he spent money on life-extension surgery, and also underwent some enhancement surgery to make himself stronger, as a warlord in a war-torn area, he had to make sure that he looked tough, and in fact he was tough, otherwise his men would have some undesirable thoughts.
He once felt that his life was brilliant enough and wonderful enough, and Donovan felt that he had no regrets in life.
But an incident happened a few years ago that completely changed Donovan's mind, it was a small village hidden deep in the rainforest, the population of the whole village together did not exceed five hundred, living a primitive and uncontested life, and if it were not for Donovan's attempt to build a secret transportation line in the rainforest, he would not have discovered that small village.
The village believed in a being known as the Father of Life, and Donovan wasn't interested in it, and if it weren't for the fact that the route was one of Donovan's many escape routes, he wouldn't have been there in person.
Donovan never left his life in the hands of others is the most important principle for Donovan to survive until now, he would rather live like a king, but also walk through the jungle with his men, one supply point after another.
Donovan was impressed by the little village, not because of its eccentric beliefs, but because there were so many old people in the village, and this primitive tribe should not have had so many old people, most of whom would not live to be forty years old before dying of inflammation or cold from some inconspicuous wound.
The people of that village were very unfriendly to outsiders, this was the norm, and the scarcity of supplies in the rainforest made all outsiders potential competitors, so Donovan used to buying hearts and minds with small favors and establishing reliable supply lines, just some food, worthless anti-inflammatory drugs could give his people an unimaginable advantage in the rainforest.
But the village was clearly an exception, they had no interest in Donovan's favor, and the only requirement was that Donovan must worship the gods they believed in, so that they would serve Donovan without reservation.
Donovan was closer to the New Huaxia people in terms of faith, because he was very sure that if there were gods in this world, he would have been killed by lightning a long time ago, so he felt that this was a very good deal, and he could handle the matter here without even paying a peso.
But then the village held a conversion ceremony for him, which became an event that changed Donovan's life.
The living become dead, the dead are resurrected again, the line between life and death seems to have disappeared, Donovan can no longer remember what happened that night, his bodyguards are missing, Donovan regained consciousness again in his mansion thousands of kilometers away, no one knows how he got in, when he opened his eyes, he was already lying on his luxurious bed, as if he had never gone out.
From that day on, Donovan knew what was happening to him, and although he didn't feel anything unusual, his sixth sense kept warning him.
Donovan didn't dare to go back to the mysterious village, but he sent his elite men to find it, but all the people who were sent were missing, just like the bodyguards he brought that night, Donovan refused to give up, so he lost four hundred and fifty-two real men there.
Even Donovan, the leading warlord in the jungle, could not afford such a loss, his men were on the verge of mutiny, and everyone knew it was a mortal mission.
Two weeks later, Donovan realized that he didn't need to worry about it, as a meteorite from outer space had passed through the atmosphere and hit the village with precision, and Donovan could feel the rainforest tremble in his mansion.
From the air, there is now only a crater with a diameter of 1.5 kilometers left where the village used to be, and the rainforest within a radius of five kilometers has been uprooted.
From that day on, Donovan knew that there was a dark side to the world that he had never been exposed to, and he spent half of his family fortune to get a hint of unknown meaning from a mysterious American imperialist - Chaos.
The word seemed to have magical powers, making Donovan have nightmares all night long, in which the whole world was shrouded in fear and death, and the tortured Donovan spent half of his family's possessions, customized a new body for himself in the United States, underwent thought transfer surgery, and then left the earth with a new identity and joined the ranks of immigrants.
But he had clearly not been able to completely shake off the effects of Chaos, and a few days ago, Donovan could feel a familiar headache driving him towards the lower deck, only to be restrained by his willpower.
Now, apparently, someone is planning a showdown.
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