298 Compromise (Part I)
"But 616161616161" Oshoka was taken aback, chased after Li Jubing and said, "The salaries of everyone below the magistrate have not been paid yet!" "Keep them hungry." Li Jubing said succinctly. When Oshoka heard her order, he was immediately stunned.
The gate of the defense tower opened on its own in front of Li Jubing. The terrible siren sounded in the sky above the base of the law enforcement station in an instant, and hundreds of searchlights were lit at the same time, illuminating the base of the law enforcement station as if it were day.
Countless figures emerged from every corner. Running back and forth as fast as they could in their lives. Doing his own job in the mainland.
The order came so suddenly, that everyone was almost driven crazy by the heavy pressure to complete the assigned action within the time limit, and even the breath had to be calculated. Fortunately, the action plan is ready-made, and everyone just needs to work hard to complete their share.
Li Jubing didn't say a word, and moved forward at a constant speed. Two male passers on the left and right rushed up quickly. They held the half-cleaned armor gloves and sent them to Li Jubing's side. She stretched out her hand as if her hand had been put into her gloves as if it were snow. Covered with pieces of armor, the fingers moved a few times, and with a click, the gloves were already connected to the armor.
The man who sent the gloves quickly retreated, and another male passed the handle of the giant sword and ran over, handing over the 'lightsaber' in Li Jubing's hands. It's just such a short journey, and the young and strong man is already tired and sweating like rain.
Li Jubing dragged the lightsaber, a few steps have almost walked out of the base of the law enforcement station, the engine outside the town roared savagely and frantically, the smoke and dust rose, a main battle tank rushed out of the smoke and dust at a near-suicidal speed, made a sharp turn, the nearly eighty-ton tank made a dangerous floating action on the ground, and when it stopped, the tank was right in front of Li Jubing.
Being able to maneuver the main battle tank as if it were a small car shows the driver's skill. Despite the fact that this is a new-age main battle tank, its maneuverability is by no means comparable to that of an unconventional tank.
Li Jubing suddenly jumped up, dragged his lightsaber, swept ten zhang through the air, and landed on top of the tank, and the tires of the main battle tank sank down a few centimeters.
Brush Brush Brush! The four headlights in front of the main battle tank were turned on at the same time, and several pillars of light pierced through the darkness and illuminated the road ahead.
"Go to the Ottoman Forest Manor." Li Jubing commanded, the tank roared, and the engine had reached the maximum afterburner range, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The eight law enforcement officers were divided into four chariots and chased after the chariot carrying Li Jubing.
In the whole area of the Ottoman Forest, there is no industry in sight, it is completely like a pastoral life, time seems to be napping under the shade of the trees, by the river, every qiē is so quiet and slow.
A small river runs through the manor, and the upper reaches of the small river have a little trace of this era. Villas are built there. On both sides of this stretch of the river, it can be said that it is full of life, and the density of various organisms is several times that of other areas.
There is a paved road that connects the Ottoman Forest Manor with the Holy Base. In fact, the Ottoman family was not known for their martial arts, and there were few people in the family who had outstanding combat talents. Ricardo is already outstanding, but compared to the Li Jubing and the Qui clan of Quivenral, and compared to the family that has a calm and deep Makar Diwei family. It's still more than a notch off. The Ottoman family, which is inherited from an army family, has the advantage of being old enough. And each generation retains a minimum of prosperity. Up to now, the number of children of the family above the average level. The centripetal force within the family, as well as the loyalty of the children of each line to the family, it will never lose to other big families.
Cohesion is the greatest wealth of the family, which is the old Ottoman creed, and it is also the fundamental reason why he must maintain the honor of the family at any cost. Only by giving the children of the family a visible future and protecting them as much as possible will they remain loyal to the family. It will make the bond of blood more solid. In fact, the old Ottomans, who had gone through various wars, never believed in loyalty without reason and at a cost.
Old Osman, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, was a thin and handsome old man. With an eagle-like nose and deep-set eyes, he has a stubborn yet wise face, and he holds a glass of the estate's home-brewed red wine in his hand, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the calm and tranquil water and the delicate and atmospheric garden below.
There are large clouds hanging in the sky, and the sunlight shines through the clouds, casting a colorful light on the surface of the water. The castle and gardens are illuminated like a fairy tale in the world, and it is as if you are in a sacred paradise.
This vast area of tens of kilometers, after ten years of meticulous management and continuous construction, can be said to be a symbol of the Ottoman family's wealth accumulation on this closed planet, and it is by no means a feat that any nouveau riche can accomplish overnight.
Old Osman looked at this qiē proudly, although he was old, his physical condition was definitely not as old as his age. Back in the federal era, there was a breakthrough in anti-aging drugs. However, on a planet where supplies are extremely scarce, the potion is of course very expensive. Powerful technology is available, but it is extremely difficult to obtain the precious raw materials needed. But even if it is less, it is enough for the old Ottomans. For him, what matters now is whether there is or not, whether it is expensive or not is not a question at all.
In the thirty years since he became patriarch, the family has experienced a great deal of war. Although the vast majority of the entire family was abandoned by the whole world and closed to this wild planet, on this planet, their family's strength has been steadily expanding under his auspices.
Compared to the other Big Mac families, the Ottomans are not the fastest growing families. However, their family is definitely the most stable in development. Over the years, the elder Osman had witnessed the rise and fall of too many other families, and it was also gratifying to watch the Ottomans steadily rise. In his hands, the comprehensive strength of the family has become second only to those most powerful family forces.
The old Ottomans were very ambitious, to the point of encompassing all the brood union stations. Now his only regret is that among the many children of the family, there has not been a stunning genius. But he wasn't in a hurry, and he wasn't too worried, in his opinion. The role played by a genius is not as great as ten young people who can only be evaluated as outstanding, and he firmly believes in probability theory that as long as the family blood is prosperous enough and the number of children is enough, sooner or later there will be geniuses.
The only thing that has given the old Osman a bit of a headache recently is a young man named Zhang Yuan, who seems to be unable to kill Zhang Yuan. However, although the family's reputation was stained after the First World War at the training base, and there seemed to be some problems with the family's unity, such as Ricardo, who refused to fight, he was not dissatisfied with the current situation.
The reason why Ricardo did not participate in the war was not because of cowardice or fear of Blue Moon's revenge. The real reason that the elder Osman knew, that is, although Ricardo was domineering and tough, he followed a principle of fairness, and used the model of playing more and digging fewer traps, which Ricardo disdained.
Ricardo was the elder Osman's own grandson and the person he valued the most, and in Ricardo, the elder Osman saw the qualities that a future successor needed. As for Zhang Yuan, from the current point of view, he will become Ricardo's whetstone, and his immortality is even greater than death.
The sky-high cost of Zhang Yuan's treatment made him look sideways, and it easily dragged down the finances of Blue Moon Land. Old Osman only used a small trick to put Blue Moon, whose assets were frozen and who had lost the support of his family, into a desperate situation.
He counted all the possibilities. Including the expectation that Quivenral will still support his sister at the most critical time, but the role that Quivenral can play without using the family's resources is quite limited. The Quit family has announced that they will no longer support Blue Moon, and have already received considerable benefits from themselves as compensation.
Then even Quivenral, who had just taken over the patriarchal power, could not openly violate the family's promise and the reputation of the ancient family. On the one hand, it is the cornerstone of prosperity, and on the other hand, it will also become a chain that binds hands and feet. Quivenral is too young and idealistic.