Sydney, 0/09/200 morning.

On the top floor of the Tomorrow Energy Building, in a medieval office, there is an abrupt hospital bed that is completely different from the retro style here, and on the bed lies an old man with a withered face and a thin wood, his eyes cloudy, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His name is Maurice Fisher, and he has spent 60 years building a business empire that controls half of the world's energy supply, and although he is 84 years old, he is still ambitious to expand his business territory even more.

Unfortunately, his cancer had spread throughout his body, and doctors told him that he had only seven days to live.

For life and death, he has long been fearless, he just regrets, regrets that he failed to complete his lifelong dream, and he regrets even more that his son Robert Fisher has not been able to inherit his decisive wolf side at all, he is really not at ease, after he leaves, where will his son drive the big ship of tomorrow's energy.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the young figure standing by the bed, his old face full of disappointment!

Just now, he scolded his son Robert Fischer for being cowardly, for not being like a man, and he told his son that he was disappointed in him.

He hoped that his son would contradict him, or even scold him, but Robert did not.

His son was like a wronged little girl, standing by the window and weeping silently.

With such a character, how can he be worthy of inheriting his career?

Just then, the door opened, and an old man with silver hair and good spirits walked in.

Maurice Fisher looked at it with great difficulty, and recognized it as his old brother who had once trusted the left arm and right arm, and who had accompanied him to lay the foundation for tomorrow's energy.

The company is dealing with monopoly accusations from Saito International Energy Group recently, and Browning is in charge of this.

Maurice Fisher tried to sit up and listen to Browning's report, but he was too weak to sit down.

What made his heart sink was that Browning didn't walk up to him, didn't even look at him, but went straight to the window and behind his son.

"Listen, Robert!" Browning said in a heavy tone, "We have to talk about the power of attorney!" I have to be empowered and take full responsibility for ......"

Robert Fisher waved his hand anxiously: "No, no, Uncle Peter, I don't want to talk about this for the time being. ”

"But when the time comes to make a decision...... Browning took a step closer and looked deeply at Robert.

Robert opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Maurice Fisher, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw this scene, and his heart was full of grief and indignation!

This is his son, and in the face of such simple persecution, there is no way to resolve it.

He suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, and he threw the things on the table on one side to the ground, making a loud noise, which immediately attracted the attention of the two people.

"I told you to do as I say!" Morris roared angrily, but he could only make a muffled voice, "You don't listen to me, damn ......"

Barely speechless, he told his son how to deal with the ill-intentioned Browning, but his son hesitated to think that Browning was the hero of the group and his godfather.

Maurice was inexplicably sad, and his eyes were full of anger and disappointment as he looked at Fisher.

However, at this moment, he saw his son's face suddenly change drastically, and he looked down in disbelief, looking at his lower body.

Morris followed his son's gaze and saw that his son's pants were like a sewer pipe, and the pants were very exaggerated.

Morris froze, what did he just say, to let his son have this reaction?

"Uhh......h

Browning, who was standing next to Robert Fisher, froze, he looked at Robert's lower body, and suddenly felt for the first time that his cowardly godson was also powerful.

The office quickly became a mess.

Outside the door, a burly young man watched this scene, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and then hurriedly ran in.

Robert Fisher soon woke up, but he was sluggish in his speech and movements, and his eyes always had a sense of unfocus.

The doctor couldn't find anything wrong after checking for a long time, and suggested that Robert should drink more water......

The burly young man stayed until Robert, in a slow tone, told everyone that he needed to rest, and then he gracefully took his leave.

As soon as he left the building, he made a phone call, and his tone was slightly excited: "Hey Cobb, guess what?" I've got a way! ”

A calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ames, we will wait for you in the workshop, meet and talk." ”

"Hey, you're so boring!" Ames laughed, "I can't wait to share the good news with you, but you're doing this to me." ”

Doodoo ......

The call was hung up, and Ames shrugged his shoulders, put away his phone, and began to hail a taxi.

Chaos.

In the boundless chaos, there is no space, no time, nothing here.

He Xie closed his eyes tightly, not knowing life or death, and lay quietly in the chaos.

I don't know what space it is, and I don't know what time it is.

The horses are galloping.

And he sat on a horse, dressed in armor and armed with a long knife.

All around him, there were hoarse soldiers shouting and running, and on the steep slopes on both sides, arrows rained down, and dozens of fireballs rumbled down, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

He looked up blankly, and saw a palace beauty sitting in the carriage in front of him, with a beautiful face, soft skin, and sad eyes.

"Wow!"

He suddenly stopped his horse, and the steed man stood up and was about to throw him off, but he subconsciously used a hot energy in his body, and he firmly clamped the horse's body and pressed the horse down again.

This scene made the beautiful woman in the carriage with a sad look raise her head and look at him.

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and he felt that his mind was hazy, as if he wanted to think of something, but it was always blocked by a layer of fog.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

"Protect the princess! Protect the princess! One of the officers shouted and swung his sword with all his might, slashing down the flying arrows, and was about to jump into the carriage.

But the next moment, he was pierced through the chest by a sharp arrow, and he was unwilling to fall to his knees.

He looked up at the huge fireball rolling down towards the carriage, trying to get to his feet, but fell to the ground.

He looked at the person who was in a daze on the horse, and suddenly let out an angry roar: "General Meng! ”

Immediately, he was clever and came back to his senses.

General Meng?

Are you calling me?

Rumble!

The next moment, the fireball smashed into the tail end of the carriage, and the debris flew away, and the silk curtain in the carriage suddenly burned.

The horses pulling the cart were frightened and galloped wildly.

He looked at the palace beauty in the carriage in a daze, grabbed the eaves of the carriage, and left him with a panicked and desperate face.

"Kill!"

A vicious wind blows behind him.

He subconsciously turned around and swung a knife.

Burst!

A head suddenly rose to the sky!

He looked at the blood stained on the knife in distraction, and suddenly reached out and flicked his fingers on the knife.

Zheng!

Metal beeps and blood flies.

His expression was even more dazed.