Braulio Vargas is not only the richest man in New York, but also the founder of the Innovation Economy Forum, the founder of Bloomberg Group, the founder of Bloomberg Limited Partnership and Bloomberg Philanthropies, and the United Nations Special Envoy for Climate Action.

It's not unusual for a person to have so many titles, and anyone can have multiple positions and statuses.

But every identity has a status in society, and that is not an easy thing to achieve.

In particular, Braulho's fame is now enough to spread throughout the United States, and even around the world.

"Does Mr. President mean that you want me to fly to New York and meet with an otherworldly creature who doesn't know why I'm looking for something?"

"That's right, Braulio, you're seventy-seven years old this year, don't you want to connect with the other side?"

"Mr. Secretary, what are you kidding, since you know I'm seventy-seven years old, don't mention such a thing."

Braulio shook his head immediately.

He didn't want to risk himself to travel to New York to meet an unknown being.

What if the other party arrested him in the past and wanted to torture him?

Although he has nothing to do with people in the other world, and it is impossible for him to have a grudge, he is not afraid of ten thousand in everything.

Braulio is not the poor boy he used to be, he sits on a huge business empire, and has more wealth than ordinary people think, yachts, airplanes, real estate.

When it comes to his identity, it is no longer about whether he can spend money to buy it, but why he wants to spend it.

Standing in such a prominent position, he had lost the desire to expand his business territory and began to choose to stabilize his imperial hegemony.

There are many things, there is no 80% chance, and he will not choose to take risks.

He is only 77 years old this year.

In the future, if he really establishes contact with the other world or achieves any breakthrough results in the laboratory, then his age is very likely to be extended.

Braulio was very welcoming to others as the first to eat crabs, and he would rather be slow than take risks.

He is old, too old to want to participate in any adventures, he just wants to sit in his position and enjoy the fruits of the young people's hard work.

"Braullo, I think you'd better think it through."

"There's nothing to think about, please reply to Mr. President, I will never go to New York, let alone meet people from the other world!"

Braulio was adamant, he would rather lose a part of his interests than become a pawn, and go to New York at the risk of ruining his future and the prosperous world, which is a brain disease.

The Secretary of State wanted to continue to persuade, but Braulio suddenly said, "Oops, my signal is not very good, hang up first." ”

Without giving the other party time to answer, he hung up the phone directly, not worrying at all about what would happen to offending the president.

This is Florida.

Braulho chose to live in a state outside the president's partisan base because of the possibility of conflict with the authorities.

And it is impossible to get the state of the Redneck stronghold to obey the president's orders and forcibly arrest him.

Florida did not recognize Nate as president at all.

However, why should people from other worlds look for him?

There was a look of contemplation on Braulio's face, and he felt that even Florida was not safe, so he hurried to the English estate to hide.

As a world-renowned wealthy man, it is not an exaggeration to find the properties he can find on the surface.

Secretly, he buys a large number of properties.

In some small countries, the land can even be called a country within a country.

Braulio wondered if Britain was also a bit dangerous?

Simply to Africa......

He thought, walking out of the villa.

"My lord, do you want to play?"

A crisp sound came from the pool, and Braulio stopped and looked up to see a group of teenagers and girls sitting in the pool reflected in the moonlight, wearing cool bathing suits.

These are the playthings he collected from all over the world through the snakehead, and some of them were specially sent to Thailand or South Korea to make them into the shape he liked.

The simplicity of men and women had tired Braullo, and he wanted to pursue more exciting exchanges.

"Come here."

Braulio beckoned to the nearest child, he looked at the young skin, his eyes showed a hint of longing, he reached out and pinched it, "It's not safe here, we're going to move to an English manor to play." ”

"Okay."

The little girl smiled and nodded.

……

Qingze rushed to Florida.

He roughly figured out how intelligent the Shadow Soldier was, not depending on the Shadow Soldier, but on the orders he gave him.

If the orders he gives are simple, the intelligence of the Shadow Soldier becomes very simple, and he can only do simple things.

On the contrary, the orders he gives are complex, and in order to complete the orders he gives, the Shadow Soldier will extend the corresponding intelligence.

Take, for example, the order to kidnap Braulio.

Under complex orders, the Shadow Soldier learns how to use his mobile phone to look things up online.

After they flew into the air, they knew how to go directly to the top management of Bloomberg News, use simple pictures and gestures, and ask about Braullo's whereabouts, and immediately rushed away.

Unlike Qing Ze, who doesn't know the way, the Shadow Soldiers don't need any navigation at all, and they can accurately advance all the way to Florida in the Shadow World.

And, staying in the Shadow World, the Shadow Soldier has reached the highest speed he can advance.

Aosawa uses the ability to use catalyst sensing to follow them.

Countless voices and pictures flashed in his mind, if it weren't for his current state of mind in a desireless god, I am afraid that the complicated news would not directly make his head explode.

The Shadow Soldier defies any defenses of the manor and infiltrates the tarmac.

A 30-meter-long Gulfstream G650 business jet is parked here, like a steel fortress.

There were colorful lights flickering on both sides of the tarmac, and Braulio was very old and dressed in style.

He wears a floral shirt and shorts, with a little girl on his left hand and a Thai boy on his right hand.

Qing Ze originally thought that the three of them were ancestors and grandchildren, but if you look closely, you find that it is not the same thing at all.

This old thing is damn bad!

Sixty-six Shadow Soldiers suddenly burst out of their shadows.

"What?!"

The bodyguards let out an exclamation, their hands still not yet drawn their guns.

Braulio had already been grabbed by several Shadow Soldiers and dragged down into the shadows of the ground.

"Mr. Braulio?!"

The bodyguards shouted, but they could only see the one sinking to the ground, and then someone stepped forward, stepped on it, and found that the ground was very hard, not like it could devour people.

A thought flashed through Qing Ze's mind.

The shadows of the bodyguards took the initiative to break off the ground and stretched out their hands to drag them down.

In the blink of an eye, there were no adults at the scene, except for the teenagers and girls.

They shivered in the night wind, not knowing what was happening.

……

Braulio is also not clear.

He looked at the dark place in front of him, squinting his eyes, but still unable to see what was inside the dark environment.

Older people, their eyes are not as good as when they were young, and the too dark environment makes him feel blind.

Sixteen bodyguards were dragged down by the Shadow Soldiers and landed around him.

"Sepulin, are you guys?"

"Are you alright, Mr. Braulio?"

"Okay."

Braulio nodded in response, his flustered heart gradually calming down a little, and continued to sweep around.

Qing Ze saw that his eyesight was not very good, so that the shadow of the palace became a little lighter, and he always had to let this person know how he died.

Gradually, Braulio noticed that the rich darkness gradually faded away from the mysterious cloak, revealing a blurred outline, like the underworld filter that was actively added after the photo was taken.

As a result, everything here is particularly gloomy and has a strong sense of oppression.

Even if he couldn't see it clearly, he could know that it was a very magnificent building.

He swept over the pillars and landed on the throne on nine steps.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Braulio's mind was spinning quickly, and from his surroundings and in the darkness, his red eyes reminded him of what the Secretary of State had said.

There is no doubt that there is an otherworldly creature in front of him who wants to meet him.

Looking at the crown on his head, it seems that he is still the king of some kind of clan.

"If there's anything I can do for you, just tell me."

"No, you've already done what you can do for me."

Qing Ze replied casually, he caught this one just to test the intelligence of the Shadow Soldier.

The desired results have been tested.

He was pleased with the Shadow Soldier's ability to change intelligence with the difficulty of his commands.

Braulho's heart sank, he was not afraid of being used, and what he was most afraid of was that he had no use value.

He didn't know what he had done, so he said cautiously: "I don't know what I've done for you?" ”

"An experiment."

Qing Ze raised his hand, and the sixty-six shadow soldiers who fell below quickly dissipated, and the shadows gathered in his hands like mist, condensing into a sword.

Looking at the long sword that was different from the faint darkness around it, it was as black as a black hole.

Braulio gasped, a bad thought rose in his heart, and he hurriedly said: "If you want to conquer the world, then Bloomberg will definitely be able to work for you, we are the world's largest financial information company, with 130 news bureaus.

I can proclaim your ideas and your great deeds to the world, and those who are strong will gather at your feet.

It doesn't take any war, and it doesn't take much effort on your part, you can become the king of this world! ”

Braulio brags about his worth, and he tries to make the otherworldly creatures in front of him value him.

A worthless person is very dangerous, which means that he can be abandoned at any time.

"No, I don't."

Qing Ze replied slowly, raising the sword in his hand.

Before he could wave it, the bodyguards below saw that the conversation had collapsed and fired first.

A rain of bullets struck the throne, sweeping away the shadows that rose from the steps.

Qing Ze waved down.

Where the blade passed, the dark shadows on the ground quickly rose and merged into the blade, turning the sword that was originally only a dozen meters into hundreds of meters, like a rag to wipe away the dust on the table, gently erasing their lives from the world stage.

PS: Thanks to Lumierees for the tip

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