"Angry? Hate? ”

Bekokin showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

"Then remember me, hate me, kill me! Hahaha..."

After that, the person goes.

Hatredful roars and men's smirks were heard again in the dungeon.

"Captain, here's the list of people involved!"

No sooner had he walked out of the dungeon, and the Hound hurried to follow, handing over a list.

Bekokin, the vicious dog, smiled, took the list and just glanced at it, then took a pen from the hound's pocket and wrote a name at the end.

Tchaikalikov!

The hound's eyes shrank sharply, and then returned to normal.

As a bald betrayer, he has no choice after switching sides.

This is also the reason why vicious dogs do not shy away from him.

"Catch it according to the list!"

"I'd rather miss than let go!"

The vicious dog threw down two sentences and got into the car to leave, and the hound straightened up and shouted for orders.

After the car was far away, the hound turned and came to the dungeon.

Struggles, roars, scolding, laughter.

bang

A gunshot rang out, and the head of the man who was tearing his clothes exploded, and red and white things fell on Alyosha.

The people around him instantly scattered.

The hound stepped forward and stared at Alyosha.

The two looked at each other.

Then, step forward and continue what the man had just failed to do.

Alyosha looked sideways at Asha on the side, and the dead look was deeply impressed in her mind!

Hatred is engraved in the bones!

At this time, the entire alliance has exploded because of this matter.

One by one, the alliance officials were called, and one by one those who were implicated were taken away, no matter who was behind the scenes, and how hard they were.

At this time, the leader of the alliance was covering his head and closing his eyes in pain.

Yesterday he also paid attention to the growth of corn and got a very satisfactory answer.

This immersed him in the imagination of the corn harvest.

What kind of posture should be taken to appear in front of the public, and then is it a sentence that the future of the alliance is infinitely bright?

Again, our future is in our hands.

But today, the merciless wind shattered everything and shattered this light.

The pictures of the corn falling, the evaluation reports, like a gun on the temple, made his head chaotic and lost his former calm.

Unbeknownst to him, the accident would affect his political life.

An alliance is a group with intertwined interests.

When there is a strong leader, the member countries can unite around them, burst out with centralized power, and lead the alliance to flourish.

But when the leader is weak and the prestige is insufficient.

Those who stare at the throne of power will not hesitate to raise their knives in their hands!

Not only that, but what happened in the alliance was also transmitted to everyone who had a heart through radio waves.

Across the Pacific Ocean.

In the office, a man with a gloomy face, hooked nose and curly hair danced a tango in the office, and his leather shoes trampled on the carpet with a dull sound.

It's just that this dance is really unbearable, and only he is immersed in it and entertains himself.

The middle-aged Mediterranean beside him could only grin helplessly and maintain a professional smile.

"Smith, what's going on, I've been putting a lot of thought into this all this time. The beautiful lady of Monsha praised me for my progress! ”

Smith listened and complained in his heart, is Mengsha praising you?

"Sir, with all due respect, this kind of dance is really not suitable for you."

Smith didn't save face for the hook-nosed man at all, and with such a direct evaluation, the man didn't have any displeasure, but walked up to Smith with a smile, "Really?" But I remember that Mrs. Wenger was very good at it, and you said should I go and ask for advice? ”

Smith smiled in embarrassment, "Sir, then you have to wear body armor, otherwise Old Mr. Smith's Winchester will not be long-sighted." ”

"Hahaha"

"Just kidding, kidding!"

The man laughed and finally lay down on the couch next to him.

"Then, dear Mr. Smith, please tell me the pleasant news."

"Yes, sir."

Smith opened the file, and it was a message from insiders of the alliance this time.

"According to intelligence, the alliance initially estimates the loss of at least one-fifth of the alliance's corn crop, and this data will be updated in real time."

"In addition, because of the reduction in corn production, the barley feed they use for processing will also be impacted, which will indirectly affect the output of livestock, resulting in a shortage of meat, milk and other foods!"

"According to the predictions of our experts, if they want to survive this cold winter and not cause panic among the people, they can only use the grain reserves."

As Smith spoke, the man happily stood up and picked up the cigar box on the table, took out a cigarette and burned it slowly with a lighter.

"Of course, they can also buy food, it's just..."

At this point, Smith glanced at the man and didn't continue.

The man laughed out loud.

At this time when the world was recovering from its injuries after the war, the world's food was semi-starving, that is, they could do a large trade in food, like other countries, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

Yes, this is an idiom that men learned from Huaxia, and it is very realistic to describe the scene at this time.

"What else can they do?"

The man asked uninterestedly.

"Sir."

Smith replied crisply, "According to expert predictions, there will be continuous rain there for the next three days." ”

"Really? That's really sad news. ”

The man had a sympathetic expression, but it was extremely hypocritical in Smith's eyes.

"Okay, let's talk about the situation in China."

The man thought for a while, after the alliance fell this time, the country was taken advantage of.

Speaking of this, Smith was a little helpless, "Sir, you have to be mentally prepared"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Smith handed a document into the hands of the man.

The man took it, gave it a casual look, and then jumped up from the couch violently.

"Damn, idiot, rubbish, a bunch of eyeless rubbish!"

The man slammed the document onto the table and cursed loudly.

This appearance did not shoot Smith's expectations.

Because when he got this report, he also had this expression.

This is a survey report on the cultivation of jade in China.

The above teachings have been directly reduced by half compared to last year.

The reason for this is entirely due to the wrong decision made by the agricultural alliance after hearing that the alliance has "hopeful" high-yield corn.

So the farmers saw that it was unprofitable and abandoned their original plan to grow corn.

When he got the report, in addition to anger, there was also schadenfreude.

If those peasant owners knew that this kind of thing would happen, it is estimated that the tea jars would have repented!

Don't think that the alliance must try to buy food, then the price will definitely rise!

Stupid bloodsucking bugs.

"How dare they, didn't they promise to maintain half of the limit?"

The man was still roaring, and his voice was all over the office, and the people outside heard the movement and stayed away again, for fear of harming the pond fish.

"Sir, obviously, they don't care about your life."

Smith added fuel to the fire at this time, and the man's eyes immediately turned red.

It took a long time to come back to his senses, "Smith, tell me, how much corn can we take out?"

Hearing this, Smith opened a document again, "Unless we use the grain reserves, we can only export one-tenth of the food that the alliance needs." ”

Bang!

When the man heard the number, he slammed his fist on the table.

"One-tenth, what's enough?"

Although he never thought that there would be such an 'accident' in the alliance, he still had expectations for the mysterious 'Huaxia' in his heart.

And when this expectation becomes a reality, he can only think of one way, maximizing benefits.

No matter what method Huaxia used to do it, or the matter itself was a mistake of the alliance, no matter these or those, he just wanted to take advantage of the moment and earn the greatest benefits.

And this kind of benefit is not money, or not a material thing, but the impact behind the matter, and the benefits brought by the impact.

So, after learning about this, he had already automatically planned a series of follow-up measures in his mind.

They will take advantage of this crisis of the alliance to demonstrate the superiority of their social nature, to make the voices of "yearning for freedom and democracy" appear in the alliance, and to make those people feel that 'their God is bluer, the air is cleaner, and the people are richer'.

And then in the ideological field, a trend is formed.

Ideological and cultural erosion.

This is what he has been operating all these years.

And this opportunity is the perfect time to push.

But now, because those guys with fat brains don't cooperate and take tough measures, how can he not be angry?

After a while, the man reluctantly accepted the facts.

It is impossible for him to let the country open up the grain reserves, that would be too dangerous, and the superiors will not approve it.

Therefore, he can only make a fuss about the limited food.

Sitting back on the sofa and picking up the unlit cigar, the man solemnly confessed to Smith, "From now on, the whole world buys food, and I will raise the price." ”

"Also, let those idiots do it and tell them that if they want to make more, the price must be higher."

Smith nodded and left.

After Smith walked away, the man cursed at the empty house for a while before sitting back at the table.

The follow-up plan began to be refined in my mind.

After thinking for a moment, the man picked up the phone, which was an ocean phone marked EUR.

"Hey, help me get the fog."

After waiting for a moment, a female voice came from the other side, "Hello sir." ”

"Hello, please help me find Section Chief John, just say that his old friend is looking for him."

"Okay."

Not long after, an enthusiastic voice came from the phone, the man smiled, and then put his feet on the desk, "John, you know what happened to the Alliance." ”

"I have a plan, would you like to get involved?"

"Okay, let's make an appointment, what do you think of the Crimson House in Huadu last time?"

"That's great, we can work together. Of course, such a big cake, we can invite a few old friends. ”

"Okay, I'll fly tomorrow, we'll see you then."

The man spoke for a while, then hung up.

Now that the general direction has been decided, the next step is how to expand the contradictions of the alliance, preferably into political struggles.

They may be lacking in playing with artillery and tanks, but when it comes to playing with economics and political means, they have never been afraid of anyone.

DingTalk

The man rang the call bell on the table, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Then the secretary Mengsha walked in, holding the folder on her chest as usual.

Perhaps knowing the good news of the alliance, Mengsha's dignified face also had a smile.

It's just that this smile looks more calm, but it contrasts strongly with the proud figure, and it is more seductive.

"Sir."

The man admired the contradictory beauty of the woman and finally stood up from the table.

The blinds were quickly closed.

Half an hour later, Monsa left the office and began to contact the airport to arrange a flight.

She needs two tickets.

In the office, it is tidy again.

The cigar smoke filled, and the man calmed down.

Then the man remembered something, and quickly took out the "Thirty-six Strategies" from the drawer.

The fingers caressed gently, and the eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Hide from the world, do you want to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle?"

"That's right! This must be a conspiracy designed by Huaxia, and they must know that the alliance will make a move, so they will plan and design it to make profits from it. ”

The man was in high spirits, and his palms kept rubbing against the cover.

"Yes, it must be."

"Then they will."