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Two pillars of light fell in this dark space, and a person appeared in each of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info [Free Novel Reading] ≯

Both men wore masks on their faces, the difference was that one wore a clown mask, and the other had only a K on the snow-white mask.

The two remaining senior members of the Light Hidden Society were speechless, and after a long time, Vincent the Clown sighed: "I think that there were six of us before, and the six of us decided the direction of the organization, and only by being impartial can the organization develop quickly. We even have the power to influence the Federation, but now, there are only two of us left. ”

"The purpose of the organization's existence is to secretly guide the future direction of the Federation or even the human race, but when we forget the original intention and change the direction to the left and right, we may plant the seeds of destruction." K said in a deep voice: "I said at the time, killing Mobile is not necessarily a one-time solution. Maybe we can influence him, guide him, or even recruit him into the organization, then I'm afraid it's a different situation now. ”

"But you are so persistent that not only did you catch up with the priest, but you also mistook a wolf for a loyal dog!"

"It's my responsibility, I'm too conceited, brother." Vincent sighed: "But now is not the time to hold accountable, don't you think?" ”

K snorted.

"Maybe you'd like to tell me the results of the investigation?"

"You should have known about this sooner...... "A's death isn't that simple, brother." I went to the town, where some clues appeared. These clues point to the fact that it was not a figure from the federal side who attacked A, or even, not a human being. ”

"Alien mercenaries?"

"Worse." K shook his head: "I found some kind of armor in some ruins, and I brought it back afterwards for someone to analyze, and came to the conclusion that there is a seventy percent chance that it is tactical armor." You should also know which aliens prefer to use this armor the most. ”

Vincent's inhaling voice sounded in his mask: "Nirm." ”

"You mean, Alan caught up with the Nirms and made some kind of deal?"

"It's a huge possibility." K sneered: "In order to build the Doomsday Cannon as soon as possible, you insisted on making a black deal with those alien races in the Yotun Star Domain despite my objections. If I'm not mistaken, Alain will probably be paying attention to the channels and methods of the Alien Federation at that time. He is indeed very hidden, but this wolf, speaking of which, is also raised by us. ”

"There are no eternal allies in this world, only eternal interests. Even now, I don't think there's anything wrong with trading with aliens, it's just a matter of taking what you need. But in the general direction, I won't be ambiguous. If I had been born in the era of Daybreak, believe me, I would have been at the forefront of the war! Vincent said loudly: "I also have my own bottom line and principles, you don't need to doubt that. ”

K nodded and said, "It's a pity that the wolf doesn't have any principles, he actually hired the Nirmites to deal with humans, it's really damned." On the day of the Iron Prison incident, I suspected that the Nirm were involved, but there was no evidence. It now appears that Alan has long been in contact with the Nirm. ”

"So this wolf should be eradicated as soon as possible, this time, you shouldn't want to stop me from dealing with him again, right?"

"Not really, but I'm curious what you're going to do with him. He is no longer our puppet, but the president of the Federation, even if he wears a mobile mask. ”

Vincent said, "Don't worry, I already have a detailed plan. ”

"Then I'll be relieved." K didn't ask about the specifics of the plan, he said instead: "You said that the Golden Lion attacked the Doomsday Bunker at that time, and Kapro even intercepted you himself, but you managed to escape?" ”

"yes, what's the problem?"

"That's what I should ask you, isn't it?" K said, "Don't tell me you didn't see it, Kapro let you go on purpose." With the strength of Marshal Lion, Vincent, honestly, if he wants to keep you, you can't go anywhere. Throughout the Federation, the only people who could match the old lion were Horn, Windsor Bello, the heads of the three great families, and a few others. ”

"It's true that I'm not on Caplo's list of opponents...... Vincent said with a wry smile, "I don't want to admit it, but from the current point of view, I was indeed being used by that old lion." The recent presidential candidate who is in the limelight heard that it was Kapro and his old party who brought it up. Capro deliberately let me go, apparently to hit Alain, who has now dropped a lot. If he hadn't tried his best to save relations with the aristocracy, I'm afraid he would have stepped down immediately. ”

"You can see that that's for the best, but be careful of Kapro. Don't forget that Alain is a wolf at best, but Kapro is a lion. Even though the lion is old, the lion is still a lion. If he doesn't want to listen to a wolf again, then the situation will only become more complicated. ”

Vincent muttered, "You mean Capro wants to control the entire Federation by manipulating a puppet?" ”

"The aristocracy certainly does not want to see this happen, and if the old party is in power, especially if Capro becomes the big boss behind it, then the Federation is afraid that the next line of an extreme military dictatorship will be undesirable to the aristocracy. They have already taken action, as can be guessed from the candidate's recent sudden halt in votes, and I don't believe it if there is no interference from the giants. ”

"So you want to get rid of Alain, I'm in favor of that. But the timing must be mastered and the foreshadowing must be done. Otherwise, as soon as Alain is gone, the old party has no opponent, and we will help Capro instead. ”

"I see."

"So be it, I have other things to do." K said, "Goodbye, Vincent. I hope to hear your voice next time we meet. ”

"Of course."

The pillar of light disappears, and the space returns to darkness.

Vincent took down a holographic induction helmet, he moved his shoulders slightly, and handed the helmet to a golden female assistant next to him: "How's Weina doing?" ”

"It's still the same, boss."

"Very well, let me go meet this lady." Vincent stood up and walked out of the room with the female assistant. Outside the room is a hallway connected by a spiral staircase. The two walked down the spiral staircase and walked through an entryway into the living room. Judging from the layout, this place is like a mansion where a nobleman lives, in fact, the mansion where Vincent is located is really a property in the name of a nobleman.

Even in the records of the Federation, it is a legitimate asset, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Passing through the living room to the kitchen, where the chef is preparing dinner. No one looked up at Vincent's arrival, and they walked into a refrigerated warehouse. The female assistant found a hidden device under a row of shelves, and a moment later, the row of shelves slid open, revealing an automatic door behind her. After the iris scan, the automatic doors opened to both sides, and Vincent walked inside, and the guards on both sides saw that it was him.

Passing through a hallway, a room appeared in front of Vincent's eyes. When the door opened, Vincent stepped in and said to a beautiful figure sitting in a chair, "Good evening, Miss Wella." ”

It was Wella who sat on the chair, but she looked haggard, her hands were twisted behind the chair, her legs were spread, and there was a metal ring on her bare feet. Each ring has a beam of light connected to the floor. Wella also wore a helmet covered with metal pins on her head, the same kind that Eren had worn in the Iron Prison at the time. Due to the existence of this helmet, Wella has a source power but cannot use it.

She looked up and smiled weakly, "Vincent, when are you going to kill me?" ”

"Kill you?" Vincent walked over and slammed a handful on Wella's chest.

She screamed in pain.

"It's not that cheap for you, you hurt us so badly, you even lost the Doomsday Bunker. In order to find you, I put a lot of thought into it, how could I kill you so easily. Vincentra came over a chair and sat down in front of the woman. He kicked Wella's right leg away, and the woman was wearing a narrow skirt, and her legs were spread so quickly, with Vincent's eyesight, the scenery under the skirt was naturally full.

"Your ability is related to ice, so I don't know if you were cold when you did that."

Wella sneered: "You can try, but if you freeze your thing, I won't pay for it." ”

Vincent smiled, "There will be a chance, and I don't feel that vulnerable." Let's get down to business, Wella. You should know that in three days, the Federation will dismantle the Doomsday Cannon and transport it away, isn't your presidential boyfriend going to bring it back to Babylon so that it can be used to shock the wealthy nobles? ”

"So what?"

"I'm going to attack, I'm going to attack the Federation's ranks."

"Oh, so you're going to get a roadmap from me?"

"That's right, but more than that, I want you to tell him through a source that Alain won't suspect that I'm going to attack the convoy." Vincent smiled.

Wella narrowed her eyes: "In three days, Alain will attend a speaking event. I'm guessing you're not aiming for the Doomcannon convoy, you're going to be him, right? ”

"You're smart, Wella. It's a pity that you're too smart, just look at your current situation. How's that, do me a favor? ”

"If I say no, are you going to kill me now?"

Vincent laughed, shaking his head and crouching down behind Wella. Picking up Wella, Vincent gently bit the woman's ear chakra, and Wella shrunk her neck sensitively. Vincent said, "I know, Wella. You're a cleanliness person, so I don't know if you'd be happy if you had some dirty, sick homeless people take turns you. I promise this party will be long enough to make it a lifetime for you. ”

Wella's face immediately turned ugly.

"Come to think of it, they're going to shove their big, smelly guys into you wherever they can, and I can find a hundred of them, so you're probably going to be able to have fun for a long time."

"Don't say it, I'll do it!" Wella gritted her teeth and said, "But you have to promise that after all this, you have to let me go." ”

"Deal."

A gasp rang out in the darkness.

Alain withdrew from the body of the woman on the bed, the woman on the bed did not even have the strength to move a finger, and Alain fought on her for most of the night. Now, she smells of Alain in every corner of her body. Alain pinched her breasts, and then walked out of bed satisfied, and when he walked into the bathroom, Zhi Nao immediately sprinkled him with clean water at a moderate temperature, washing away all kinds of marks left on his body after the war.

His eyes were closed, and physiologically he was already satisfied to the fullest. The woman was a stunner, and he hadn't been so happy in a long time. But the body is happy, but the mood is not necessarily so happy.

Relo.

A name flashed in his mind, it was just an unknown person, but he was unexpectedly supported by the old party, and now he has become the biggest threat to Alain's re-election. Thinking of this, Alain hated to slam his fist on the wall.

Of course he didn't pay attention to one Lei Luo, but there was a Capro behind it, so it was another matter entirely. The situation is now very bad for Alain, and it is clear that the old party, under Capro's manipulation, wants to put him aside and re-elect a federal president. The aristocracy, because of the events in the Iron Prison, now only maintains a superficial relationship with the Federation, and secretly opposes the Federation everywhere, especially with him Alain.

Fortunately, the aristocracy also did not want to see the old party sit large, and suddenly made a move when Lei Luo's votes were growing in thousands, and Shengsheng stopped the votes of the young politician. But that doesn't mean that the nobles will reconcile with the Federation, let alone support Alain.

"It looks like you're still on your own." Alain said softly.

"Don't run."

"Catch him."

It's a nameless town, once named Mad Dog Town by a man who had the nickname Mad Dog and ruled the town with a machine gun and a few men. However, he quickly killed the others, and Mad Dog Town, which had been called for less than a month, changed its name to something else, but within March it was renamed, so that whoever ate well in the town could name it by his nickname or preference.

But after a few years, the town didn't know how many names it had changed, and then no one was busy working blindly, but no matter what it was called, it was just a town.

It's not a good town, and the only buildings that barely fit into it are a bell tower, a church, and a few two- or three-story buildings. The others were either shantytowns or tin houses, scattered on the town. These simple houses often change their location depending on the coming and going of their owners, so until now this town-like town did not even have a floor plan.

Of course, life in the town is so difficult that no one bothered to draw a floor plan or something.

There is a garbage dump in town that has been kept going all year round, a home for the homeless, a paradise for rats and cockroaches, and a treasure trove for scavengers. It's just that compared to the latter, this already poor town can't pick up anything of value.

It was noon, and although the sun was still scorching, the harmful rays in the sun were already within the range that people on the surface could bear. So these dozen and a half children still ran into the garbage dump in the town under the big sun, and the first one to run was a **-year-old boy. Tall, thin and thin, he quickly slipped into a scrapped car, and the other older children surrounded the car, constantly banging on the car with hoses or other things.

"Get out, Jike, you can't run away." Someone shouted outside.

The boy named Jike said loudly, "I'm not going out." ”

"Really? Alright then, everybody. The children pulled the car door, dragged Jack out of the car to the ground, and then grabbed a bag from his arms.

Inside the bag was a doughnut, and the children left screaming for joy. Jack got up and shouted, "Give it back, it's my lunch." ”

But the other children didn't care, they squeaked like a flock of sparrows and ran out of the garbage dump. Jack chases after him, but knocks down a big boy outside the dump. The older boy grimaced at Jacco and ran away.

Jike fell not lightly, and he would not be able to get up for a while.

At this time, someone picked up Jike from behind, and the boy turned around, a man who had wrapped himself tightly. He looked like a scavenger or a homeless man in a garbage dump, but the man smelled clean, not sweaty or anything else.

"Thank you, sir." Jacques Road.

The man's voice came from under the brim of his hat drooping: "Want to get your stuff back?" ”

"Can you help me? That's great, sir. Jack said happily.

"No, I'm not going to rob it for you. If you want to get your own stuff, you have to fight for it yourself. ”

Jack hung his head and said, "I can't rob them, there are too many of them." ”

"You can, it's just, you need a weapon." The man's hand flipped out of the cloak, and in the palm of his hand was a pistol. The metal casing of the pistol reflects an oily glow in the sunlight, and it is obvious that it is extremely well maintained.

Jacque's eyes lit up, and the man said, "Do you know how to shoot?" ”

The boy nodded, and the man shoved the pistol into Jack's arms: "Then it's yours." ”

Jack laughed, a smile that looked dangerous, stuck his pistol behind his waistband and chased him to a warehouse in town where the kids frequented. It didn't take long for gunshots to sound from the town, as well as the screams of children. The man laughed: "The surface has not changed, violent, dirty, even a hairy boy dares to shoot and kill people casually." So there seems to be no need to maintain such a race, right? ”

He lifted his hat and a face appeared in the sunlight. Even though he wore sunglasses on his face, if he appeared on Babylon, he would be recognized by any person.

Because he is the president of the Federation, but this is the surface, and it is a very remote town, and it is difficult to expect people here to recognize the President of the Federation.

Alain smiled and began to walk towards the town. At this time, all the people in the town ran to the warehouse where the accident occurred, so that the people did not appear, and a stranger quietly arrived.