Chapter 21: The Girl on the Shores of Lake Trito (4)
(Forget it, don't wait for the ban to be lifted, the chapters that were sealed in front will be released for free, this is the version that has been castrated to the point that it can no longer be castrated.) In addition, it was really targeted. Report the dog to the house)
Gao Yuemei pulled Cheng Mo into the bathroom, pushed him to the edge of the bathtub and sat down, and then said softly, "I'll go get scissors and nail clippers." β
Cheng Mo let out an "um" and sat on the edge of the bathtub, waiting for Gao Yuemei to come in.
A moment later, Takatsumi walked in. Cheng Molian's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he suppressed Qi Si, took the opportunity to look inward, activated the magnetic field in his body, and began to practice controlling the light snakes on both sides of his spine.
Time is limited, and he must race against time to peek into the Book of the Law so that his body can store and capture more energy.
Seeing Cheng Mo's blushing appearance, Gao Yuemei walked over with a chuckle, she stepped into the bathtub, put the scissors and nail clippers on the small table beside her, took off the shower, unscrewed it and tested the water temperature, and helped Cheng Mo wash her hair. Cheng Mo's hair was oily, long and tangled, and Gao Yuemei carefully washed it for a long time before washing it softly. Seeing that Cheng Mo's long hair and shawl had the tone of an ancient scholar, he smiled and said, "Why don't you just keep your long hair?" β
Cheng Mo, who was forcibly practicing with his eyes closed, replied in a sullen voice: "It's inconvenient to have long hair. β
"Okay. β
Gao Yuemei picked up the scissors and slowly helped Cheng Mo cut his hair short inch by inch, until it was about the same length as Cheng Mo when he entered Hydra. After cutting her hair, Gao Yuemei stepped out of the bathtub again, squatted in front of Cheng Mo, picked up Cheng Mo's hand, and cut Cheng Mo's nails.
Gao Yuemei's movements are gentle and charming, Cheng Mo enjoys quietly, closes her eyes, and continues to control the constant vibration of the light snake in her body, and the secretion of hormones in the body can effectively enhance the frequency of the light snake's vibration. He could clearly feel that as the vibration frequency of the light snake accelerated, the faster the energy poured in, and sure enough, the surging emotions were more conducive to the acquisition of energy. But Cheng Mo couldn't let this emotion overflow to the point that it was difficult to restrain it, so he forcibly shifted his attention and said, "I heard that you opened a clinic in the slum?"
Gao Yuemei nodded, "Well, not long after you entered Hydra, Brother Quan and I, as well as his men, were captured by Lord Beret. β
"Didn't he embarrass you?"
"No, they just injected me with some truth potion and asked me about you, and when they learned that I was a doctor, they released me and told me to leave quickly. Of course I don't want to, and I won't leave if you're here. But he ignored it and let Ayala Saint force me out of Hydra. I lingered at the door for a long time, because I didn't have a pass and couldn't get in, so I ran to the slum outside the building and opened a clinic. β
Cheng Mo had spent a long time in the slums outside Hydra, the headquarters building of Hydra, and knew that it was a place where there were no laws, and that women like Gao Yuemei were simply looking for excitement when they opened a clinic here. Putting aside the safety factor, letting a delicate lady like Gao Yuemei who has not been beaten by society live in this kind of place, it will undoubtedly let her live in purgatory.
He really couldn't understand how Gao Yuemei persevered, so he smiled bitterly and whispered with a little doubt: "Where did you get the courage to open a clinic in the slums?"
"I didn't think about it that much! I wanted to stay in Hydra, and I didn't know what to do, the only thing I could do was to see a doctor, and I wanted to open a clinic in the slums! β
"How can you be sure I'll be able to come out?"
"Not sure, so I'll have to wait. Gao Yuemei said categorically.
Cheng Moxin said that the brain circuit of the university doctor is a straight line, and he doesn't know how she survived in the slums. He sighed and said pityingly, "It's not easy, is it?"
Gao Yuemei smiled and said: "It's not easy, when I came in with some conventional medicines on the first day, those people looked at me and were really scared, I was very scared, but when I saw some malnourished and sick children, I couldn't care so much, those people saw that I was helping to see a doctor and gave medicine, so they just watched." There were more onlookers in the back, and Grandpa Mohammed, who taught the children to read, also came over, and perhaps seeing that I was quite serious, he dispersed the onlookers and found me a clean place for me to see the children. However, I found that the most important thing here is not medicine, but food. So the next day, I bought a lot of food and took it into the slums......."
Cheng Mo shook his head and said in a low voice: "Just see a doctor, you shouldn't send food, you can save a while, you can't save a lifetime, not to mention that doing so will not only put yourself in danger, but also break the dynamic balance of the slum survival system." β
Gao Yuemei wiped Cheng Mo's feet with a bath bomb smeared with shower gel, and said, "Yes! I'm still too naΓ―ve." But at that time I still felt that I was doing a good deed, I bought a supermarket trolley, dragged a lot of food into it, and sent it to those children, only to find out that they didn't eat much at all, all of them were snatched away by some young people, some children were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, I was trembling with anger, trying to find someone to theorize, Uncle Mohammed grabbed me, and told me not to come again, but how could I easily admit defeat, and then I brought more food, but I didn't expect to get into a big disaster, one day I was surrounded by a group of people before I entered the slums, they didn't come to grab food, but asked me to give them money, and the opening was 500,000 eurosI was surrounded by a group of men with knives, and everyone was stupefied. If it hadn't been for Grandpa Muhammad who found out something was wrong and brought some people to save me, maybe I wouldn't have seen you today!"
Gao Yuemei said it easily, but Cheng Mo could imagine the danger at that time, the slum is the most intuitive social Darwinism testing ground, survival of the fittest is the highest criterion, Gao Yuemei is a rich second-generation school is tantamount to a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, those who are so poor that they do everything will not care how many people Gao Yuemei can save and how much income they can bring to the slums, they will only think that Gao Yuemei is a fat sheep who can only change their fate.
Cheng Mo was a little depressed because of Gao Yuemei's brainlessness, but he was moved by her dedication to himself, resisted the urge to blame her, frowned and said, "In the end, was the woman named Ayala who saved you?"
"How do you know? Did the Lady of Ayala tell you?"
Cheng Mo shook his head and said lightly, "I guess." β
"Yes, the Syrian refugee named Cheniyat gathered more than 20 people to arrest me, and Uncle Mohammed and his men helped me stop them, but Uncle Mohammed brought all the middle-aged people, and he couldn't beat those young people, and he didn't dare to offend them. Fortunately, I was smart, I didn't blindly run outside, I escaped their interception, and ran desperately to Hydra, the group of people didn't dare to enter Hydra, but they kept watching me not far away, I didn't have a pass, the guards didn't allow me to enter, I could only stand at the entrance of the square, I didn't know when the guards would close, I felt scared when the sun went down, I was worried that I would be caught and I didn't know what terrible things would happen, I thought, if I can't do it, I'll kill myself. β
Gao Yuemei said it lightly, but Cheng Mo could feel the decisiveness, and he couldn't help asking, "Is it worth it?"
Gao Yuemei snorted lightly and said, "What is worth it or not?" I didn't think about it so much, and I didn't think too much about the consequences when I did things, so I did what I wanted. I know you'll say I'm brainless, but I don't think there's really any need to worry so much about life in the world, isn't it tiring to look ahead and look ahead?"
Cheng Mo grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands and asked in a low voice, "What happened later? Ayala saved you and took you to meet the demon god Beret?"
Gao Yuemei grabbed the lotus shower head to wash off the foam on Cheng Mo's body, and said in the sound of dripping water: "Yes, the door of the square on the first floor was about to close at six o'clock in the evening, and when I grabbed the dagger that I carried with me and was a little desperate, the Holy Maiden of Ayala came, she took me to meet Lord Beret, I arrived on the ninety-ninth floor, guess what I saw?"
"What?" Cheng Mo certainly knew that Gao Yuemei had seen Athena's three-D painting, but he asked with a pretended curiosity.
"A huge three-dimensional portrait, that portrait is so beautiful. In the future, when I come out to live by myself, I will make such a picture at the screen like Lord Beret! I really didn't think that Lord Beret would be such a beauty.......
Cheng Mo's heart was shocked, and he asked softly, "Have you seen Lord Beret's true body?"
Gao Yuemei shook her head, "No." But I guess the three-D portrait at the door is herself. β
"Why? Shouldn't the demon god Beret be a man? Maybe the three-dimensional portrait at the door is the person he admires, or his wife or lover. β
"I don't think a man would hang a portrait of a woman he likes on the door, this kind of thing can only be done by a narcissistic and confident woman......."
"Really?" Cheng Mo was suspicious in his heart, but he already believed Gao Yuemei's judgment a little, but Athena Onassis turned out to be the Lord of Hydra, the demon god Beret, was too sensational. But if you think about it carefully, it should be like this, although the Onassis family has already migrated to the United States, but after all, it is from Greece, and it is reasonable for the underground forces in Greece to be controlled by the Onassis family.
Then the second question comes, if the demon god Beret is Athena, as the fiancΓ©e of Napoleon VII, why would she say that she would not kill him for some reason?
Cheng Mo was confused, and his heart was full of doubts. Thinking back to Athena's haughty face, the torrent in his heart accelerated. Unlike Xie Minyun's holy iceberg face, Athena's face has a heroic spirit unique to Europeans and Americans.
However, this kind of heroism should not be too strong, if it is thicker, it will be more neutral, and this is the reason why most European and American actresses are not soft enough, so the vast majority of European and American actresses are actually not in line with the aesthetics of Chinese people. But Athena's appearance is just right, not too heroic, and not as sweet as Asian women.
reminded Cheng Mo of the Canadian model Savanna who had filmed a Chinese game advertisement. If Xie Minyun has a spotless fairy aura, then Athena has an isolated elf aura.
All in all, neither of them grows up in the point of male desire, the vast majority of men will only be ashamed of themselves when they see them, it is difficult to covet them, and only a very small number of men at the top of the food chain will have the courage to pursue such a woman.
In fact, Cheng Mo didn't have the slightest idea that something would happen to Xie Minyun at first.
Cheng Mo's thoughts drifted for a while, and he came back to his senses because of Gao Yuemei's movements, and he asked softly, "What did you tell him when you saw the demon god Beret?"
Gao Yuemei didn't answer immediately, and after a while, she got up and said softly, "I didn't say anything, I just asked why I was so persistent." β
"How did you answer?" asked Cheng Mo.
Gao Yuemei said as if whispering: "I said I don't know why, I'm just a brainless woman, as long as you're here, I won't go anywhere, and I don't expect adults to let you go, just let me guard you." Mistress Beret seemed to think my statement was naΓ―ve, so he sneered and said, 'How long can I see how long you can last?' and I stayed, not only to get Hydra's pass, but also to open a clinic in the slums with the help of the Holy Maiden of Ayala. β
Cheng Mo stared at Gao Yuemei's misty eyes, he really didn't know what Gao Yuemei was pursuing, he guessed that she might be enjoying the reality of love in self-abuse, Cheng Mo didn't plan to explore, he was grateful for Gao Yuemei's dedication, so he wanted to escape from the cage of "Hydra" as soon as possible, get back his Uloporos, and let Gao Yuemei get out of danger as soon as possible.
Feeling that Cheng Mo stopped moving, just staring at her, Gao Yuemei blushed her cheeks and looked at Cheng Mo, she seemed to feel Cheng Mo's doubts, at this moment her misty eyes dimmed a little, she rested her chin on Cheng Mo's shoulder, and said softly: " I know that I am too crazy in the eyes of others, and even a little self-indulgent, and I also know that what I am chasing may be just an ethereal phantom, but I think that perfection and completeness are things that can be met but not sought, and there is no difference between falling in love with you and falling in love with you, just as there is no difference between loving you and loving Lin Zhinuo........ My mom always told me not to think too much about being a human being, and the more you care, the more likely you end up with nothing. So Xiaomei doesn't ask for much, and she is satisfied to be the master's maid!" After speaking, Gao Yuemei shook Cheng Mo for a while, and said coquettishly: "I'm so well-behaved, won't the master reward me?"
"Of course I want to reward you. β
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Another night of passion, Cheng Mo has a deeper understanding of Crowley's black magic system, "S" can indeed enhance the efficiency of intercepting energy and expand the storage capacity of the body, when applauding for love, he can use Vipassana to observe that the higher the frequency of the light snake on both sides of the spine, the higher the efficiency of intercepting energy, and the Holy Grail above the pineal gland has also increased a little, which undoubtedly means that he can store more energy, but he has not had a chance to test how much it has increased.
The most regrettable thing for Cheng Mo is that he only has twenty-four hours, and most of it has already passed by this time. He had to race against time, and when Gao Yuemei woke up, he hurried to practice yoga again.
Cheng Mo knew that his every move might be under the surveillance of the Demon God Beret, but he didn't care, he believed that the Demon God Beret could not judge what he was doing based on these alone.
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Cheng Mo's unbridled request made the demon gods Beret and Ayala sitting in front of the surveillance very disdainful.
Demon God Beret waved his hand in the air and turned off the video, and the cold metal sound echoed in the room, "This kind of man with a head full of gold worms can be liked by someone desperately, it really makes me sick!" Demon God Beret turned his head to look at Ayala and said in disbelief, "Love really has such a great magic, can it make people completely lose their minds?"
Ayala didn't know how to answer, but resigned, "My lord, maybe that's the case! Just like some men will fight for us women." β
"That's because men only have the matter of the commission in their minds, and all men in the world are the same, and there is no good thing!"
"There may be exceptions, like Nebuchadnezzar. β
"He?" Athena sneered, "he's the one who is the least of things." β
With that, Athena stood up and walked towards her bedchamber. Athena's words made Ayala stick out her tongue in fright, seeing that Athena had gone away, she quickly got up to follow, at this time the mobile phone in her hand shook, Ayala looked at the phone, and whispered: "My lord, Lord Baimon has arrived in Athens." It's about an hour before you get to Hydra. Where are you going to feast him? I'll have to prepare in advance. β
Athena thought for a moment, and said lightly: "It's on the 60th floor of the Sand House Restaurant!"
"Don't you invite Lord Baimeng to come to the ninety-ninth floor? or the ninety-eighth floor, isn't the sixty-sixth floor a little too low?"
"There's no need, I know what he's coming for, so there's no need to give him a good look. Athena said in a deep voice.
"Are you sure?" asked Ayala worriedly, pausing as she continued, "The situation on the German side is not right, the Hansa supermarkets are temporarily closed. Mistress Samikina has sent us a warning that Ou Yu's recent actions have been unusual. β
"It's not the first time that Ou Yu wants to do something to us. Unless Ou Yu can get past the Mi army and use the power of the entire Europa to attack us, it will be in vain to completely wipe out us. Athena said in an indifferent tone.
"But now Ouyu's commander Napoleon is very capable! He should not be underestimated! I always feel that this time it is not so easy to pass. Ayala said worriedly, she didn't know that the demon god Beret and Athena were the same person, only that they had a relationship.
"Don't worry Ayala, what if Napoleon VII is a god, if he dares to do anything to Hydra, I will dare to kill him. β
At sunset, the roofs of Athens' low, flat-roofed complexes are covered with a pale golden glow. Unlike most modern cities, this ancient city-state has very few modern genes, and history has left too many stories on its body that have not been fully weathered.
So much so that when you look down on it, you get the latitude and longitude of space-time wrong.
For those who are tired of seeing high-rise buildings, the beauty of Athens is real in the historical labyrinth of the narrow alleys of the ancient city, in the dazzling light and shadow that shrouds the surfaces of various buildings. But for those who are in it, this "ancient" is not exactly a historical relic worth looking for, and some are scars or even stubborn diseases.
For example, the red light district on Aristotle Street.
Named after the great philosopher, scientist and educator Aristotle, this ancient street is today not only a red-light district, but also the entrance to the Athenian slums.
For the vast majority of Chinese people, "slum" is a relatively unfamiliar place, but for other earthlings, especially people in the third world, "slum" is definitely a word that cannot be dissolved and cannot be avoided.
Needless to say, the whole of Africa is almost a large slum, followed by the underdeveloped South America and the South Asian subcontinent, and the world's largest slums are on these three continents, such as Kibera in Kenya with a population of one million, Mosigo City Dianqu Dadeneza and Tianzhu Mumbai Dharavi, all of which are well-known slums in the world.
Slums are not exclusive to the Third World, they exist in developed countries, such as the Calais jungle in France and the Kamasaki of Japan, not to mention the lighthouse country, where the gap between the rich and the poor is unimaginably large, and there are countless poor people of all sizes, and it is only a street between heaven and hell.
In the rich areas of heaven, there are gentlemen and ladies per capita, and everyone talks elegantly, and even the lawn is not beautifully manicured is a sin, but in the slums of hell, black people have guns in their waists, rap and rap through the market, and there will be shootouts if you don't agree with each other, and you have to be careful whether a stray bullet that may appear at any time will kill you.
Pattani is no stranger to slums, with the world's oldest slum, Dharavi, located in her hometown of Mumbai. A very famous Indian film, Slumdog Millionaire, was filmed there. The famous film glorified Dharavi as a tourist attraction, attracting countless foreign tourists and even creating a tourism industry chain, but Patani, as a police officer, naturally hated this phenomenon.
In her opinion, Dharavi is the country within a country of the largest gang in Tianzhu - "Company D", which not only controls the underground black trade in Dharavi, population, drugs, arms and skilled female workers, but also taxes more than a million poor people living in Dharavi through water and electricity.
The reason why Patani pursued the "Black Death" was because she knew that the Black Death and Company D were inextricably linked. And her father used to be the chief of the Mumbai Police, because of the investigation of her sister Bollywood actress Parduconi disappearance, was forced to retire, after retirement, her father still did not give up the investigation, and finally found out that the disappearance of her sister is related to the D company that controls Bollywood behind the scenes, but the result of the investigation is that her father was inexplicably "committed suicide" five years ago.
And his father had a premonition before he died, and got her to Interpol as an investigator in advance, and left an investigation log, with clues pointing directly to Company D and Penglai Island. Now that Penglai Island has been burned to the ground, all clues to Patani's whereabouts have been interrupted.
Therefore, the destruction of Penglai Island was not a good thing for Patani, not only did she lose the clue to track down her sister's news, but also led to the death of her partner Salman and several colleagues.
The most unacceptable thing for Pattani was that Interpol temporarily terminated the investigation into the Black Death because of the high level of danger it posed. This made Patani extremely dissatisfied, and appealed to her boss countless times, but failed to change her boss's decision, for which Patani was decadent for a long time, and even considered quitting Interpol and starting his own investigation.
Just when she hesitated, Interpol suddenly reopened the investigation into the Black Death, and to Patarni's surprise, the Europa Police Unit, which had not cooperated with them very much, suddenly became enthusiastic and provided a lot of information about the Black Death.
The Black Death originated in Europa's underground organization, and the Europa Affiliate naturally knew more about the Black Death than Interpol. After exchanging information, Patani learned that "Company D" and "Penglai Island" were just the tip of the iceberg of the Black Death, and this underground organization that was not known to the world had a long history and was a well-deserved ruler of the underground world.
And the character who appeared in her father's investigation diary, Nebuchadnezzar, is not a legend, but a real uncrowned king of the global underworld.
What made Patany even more desperate was that she realized that the "Black Death" was an organization of the Chosen One, and the Clown Sith who created the "Paris Terrorist Attack" was a member of the Black Disease.
The more he learned, the more fearful Patani became, and Patani was filled with a desire to become the "Chosen One". However, it is so difficult to become the chosen one, almost all countries have classified "Uroboros" as a strategic material, only a small number of "Ulopolos" are sold in the black market of the Black Death, and the auction price of one billion dollars is a sky-high price that Patani could not even imagine.
Patani remembered the incredible man Lin Zhinuo she had met on Penglai Island, when she was shocked by his invincible Chinese kung fu, and now that she thought about it, maybe he was a true chosen one.
"Miss Patarni, what are you thinking, like an ancient Greek statue?"
Pathani's ears rang with the voice of Pierre, the head of the Europa Police Agency, and Patani looked away from Aristotle Street in front of the window, turned his head to Pierre, a Frenchman with curly brown hair, smiled and said, "I'm thinking about how to be a chosen one like you." β
Pierre smiled and said, "Oh, it's not like there's no chance to .......," and Pierre stopped halfway through and sold off.
Pathani cast his gaze on Pierre's wrist, looked at the silver Vacheron Constantin, and said with some envy: "I can't afford a billion dollars to participate in the bidding." β
Pierre shook his head, "No, you don't need money, not to mention that a billion is nothing to your priceless beauty." β
Patani automatically ignored Pierre's usual compliments and asked in some surprise, "Don't need money?"
Pierre put his hands behind his back, nodded, looked like an old nobleman, and pretended to say, "Yes." β
Patani shook his head in the rhythm peculiar to the Tianzhu people, "No kidding, how is that possible?"
Pierre winked at Pattani and whispered, "If you would like to have dinner with me, then I would be more than happy to provide you with reliable news." β
Pierre fell in love at first sight at Interpol headquarters in Paris, and he still remembers the sun shining in the conference room that day, and even though Pattani was wearing an M65 field trench coat from the bad street, he could not hide a special beauty, which was the beauty of Brahmin and Kshatriya women belonging to the high caste of Tianzhu.
This kind of beauty is a mixture of Eastern and Western characteristics.
Generally speaking, although white people have big eyes and a straight nose, their skin is very poor and they are easy to look old; Asians have flat facial features, and most people need to rely on plastic surgery to make their facial features three-dimensional, but the high-caste women in Northern Tianzhu naturally combine the advantages of both, their skin is delicate and shiny, and their facial features are also very three-dimensional, but unfortunately the proportion of Brahmin and Kshatriya population is not much in Tianzhu, so Tianzhu beauties are also scarce, but as long as they are beautiful, they are amazing.
For example, Pattani and her missing sister Parducony belong to the typical Tianzhu best beauty.
Westerners have no resistance to this kind of beauty with a strong exotic style and in line with their own aesthetics, so the well-informed Pierre fell into Patagni's incredible beauty at first sight, and applied to Napoleon VII to become the head of the Europa Police Liaison and Interpol.
Of course, Patany knew that Pierre had a good impression of her, but she had always been concerned about the Black Death and had no interest in falling in love, so she was lukewarm to Pierre, an old French nobleman, and refused his invitation to dinner several times, but today Pierre's invitation gave Patani no reason to refuse.
Patani smiled pretending not to care, "If your message is true, I'm willing to treat you to dinner this month." β
"Of course, it does. How could I lie to you, who are as beautiful as the stars, and if I do, the Creator will not forgive me!"
Patani had no sense of Pierre's French gentlemanly compliment, she only thought he was a little verbose, but Patarni still maintained a polite smile, "Then please tell me directly, I am more than happy to treat you to dinner for a month." β
Pierre leaned closer, approached Pattani, and whispered in her ear: "If you are considering naturalization of our France, maybe there is a chance......."
Pathani was very resistant to Pierre's intimacy, but in order to know the news from Pierre's mouth, he could only frown secretly, did not deliberately distance himself from Pierre, and asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to become naturalized in France?"
"The god Napoleon, in order to motivate and unite the citizens of France, will introduce a number of ordinances, among which the Chosen One will be the nationalization of a part of the 'Ulopolos', which belong to the state, but will be given to some illustrious French. However, at present, due to the opposition of some high-level people, the policy has not yet been implemented, but I believe that Napoleon's action will definitely convince the parliament that he is so charismatic!"
Pattani knew very little about the Chosen One and the inner world, but he also knew human nature and the cruelty of the class struggle. This kind of thing in Tianzhu is that Napoleon VII wants to give the "Tianzhu untouchables" the opportunity to be promoted to "Brahmins", even if the abolition of the caste system is written into the "Tianzhu Constitution", it does not mean that Tianzhu's caste system has really disappeared, in fact, the "caste system" is becoming more and more solid in the current Tianzhu.
It is so strong that even if it is a violent revolution, there is no way to break it.
Assuming that Napoleon VII was in Tianzhu, it is estimated that he had died at this moment. Although France is not Tianzhu, Patagany can imagine how much resistance Napoleon VII wants to do, she shook her head and said: "The god Napoleon is going to come out with so many Urobolos, not to mention the others, but the nobles who originally supported him...... Can you tolerate it?"
"This part of Uroboros is counted on the heads of the Stalker and the Black Death. This operation against the Black Death is not only to fight organized crime and create a safer Europa, but also to find out the Black Death stalkers hiding behind the scenes. β
Pathani was not very optimistic about Napoleon VII, she did not even think that Napoleon VII could completely eradicate the "Black Death", the more she understood the Black Death, the more aware of the power of the Black Death, even if Napoleon VII could drive the "Europa Police Agency", it was impossible to defeat the Black Death.
After so many years of tracking, Patani has come to realize the reality, so her purpose is only to find her sister and punish the real murderer of her father, as for the destruction of the Black Death?
She didn't dare to think about it.
However, Pierre's frenzied expression and confident tone made Patarni waver, in her opinion, this may be an illusory opportunity, but at least it is an opportunity, not as unattainable as "a billion dollars", so Patani pretended to be interested and asked: "I see, then what are the conditions besides naturalization in France?"
Pierre smiled and said, "We can talk about this slowly at dinner, I know there is a good Tianzhu restaurant on the Acropolis........" Pierre raised his wrist and looked at the bright Vacheron Constantin, "I'll set a place now, and I'll go over at half past six." Here you can give it to Michelle and Bright........"
Patani was about to nod his head when his colleague Bright, who was sitting not far away with a telescope, said loudly, "Sir, there is a situation. β
Pattani hurriedly got up and walked over to Bright, "What's the situation?"
Bright held the binoculars in both hands, looked intently at the entrance on the left side of Aristotle Street, and said without raising his head: "It seems that some big people are coming." β
"Let me see. Patani said.
Bright answered with an "OK", moved his chair, and stood up to get out of the way.
Pattani didn't go to the chair that Bright had just sat on, he bent down and looked over the telescope fixed on the stand, only to see a black bulletproof Cadillac Escalade parked under the viaduct on the left side of Aristotle Road, and several men in black clothes and sunglasses stood in defensive formation, waiting for the person in the Escalade in the middle to get down.
"Scan it and see who it is. Patani turned his head and waved his hand at the staff sitting in front of the computer behind him, and the facial recognition system appeared on the computer screen, exactly like the scene of countless secret agent movies.
"Sir, it takes some time, the comparison is underway. The bespectacled staff member responded as he tapped on the keyboard.
Pattani nodded, continuing to stare at Aristotle's side of the road.
Pierre also walked to the window, he broke the green blinds and looked out with empty eyes, Pierre didn't seem too surprised by the arrival of these people, when a tall and strong bald man walked down from the bulletproof Escalade in the middle, Pierre smiled and said lightly: "You shouldn't be able to find out the true identity of these people, these people will definitely not leave a criminal record and criminal record." β
"How do you know?" asked Pattani, a little strangely.
"Of course I know, because they are members of the 'Bymun' family. β
"The Bymon family?" Patani looked up and looked at Pierre with a suspicious expression, "I've never heard of such a family. β
Pierre shrugged his shoulders, "Then you must know the Blood, the Cripples, the Hellangels, and the Dranas. β
"Of course, I know that these are all well-known criminal organizations in country A. β
Pierre said with a superior smile: "These gangs and families are just pawns in the hands of the Baimont family, and the bald head in front of you is the actual controller of the underground world on the west coast of the United States." And the reason why you don't know about the Baimon family is because you are not the Chosen One, and those who are familiar with the Black Death know that the head of the Baimon family is one of the four pillars of the Black Death......" Pierre paused, lowered his voice, restrained his smile, and said with a serious face, "He is the right-hand man of Satan Nebuchadnezzar. β
Pierre's sudden cautious attitude made Pathani feel a pang in her heart, she knew that the name "Nebuchadnezzar" was still from her father's diary and the information of the Europa police signature, this time she heard this name from the mouth of a chosen one, and her heart trembled slightly for no reason, and she also lowered her voice and asked: "According to the information you gave, the relationship between the various organizations of the Black Death is not close, and some are even hostile, so why did Baimon, who controls the west coast of the United States, suddenly come to Athens at this time?"
Pierre spread his hands and said noncommittally: "This requires us to investigate deeply, and in order to cooperate better, I think it is necessary for us to know each other better." Miss Pattani, there's no need to be too anxious, the Black Death will not be eradicated overnight, and we will have plenty of time to build a tacit understanding......... For example, today is a good time to taste a glass of wine and have a good meal, maybe red wine and curry don't go that way, but as long as someone takes it, you say?"
As if she didn't understand Pierre's ambiguous words, Pathani bent down again, and in the binoculars, watched the strong man who got down from Escalade walk towards Hydra's headquarters, surrounded by a group of men in black, and asked in a deep voice, "SidibΓ©, have you found any information about these people?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have any information about them in the Interpol and Europa Police Agencies. β
"Record their face IDs first. β
Although Pierre tried his best to act like a gentleman, Patarni's straight back, curved soft waist and subsequent lines were too ecstatic, and Pierre's eyes involuntarily landed on the tight dark blue slacks.
Pattani straightened up from the telescope and turned to look at Pierre. Pierre quickly took his gaze back, but it was too late, and he was caught peeping on Patani, and he touched his nose in embarrassment, avoiding looking at Patani and staring at the window in front of him, as if there was something striking on the blinds.
Pattani was accustomed to the hypocrisy of men, and said lightly: "Then what are you waiting for? Monsieur Pierre, it's almost half past six." We'll hurry back after dinner, and maybe see when Baimon will leave. β
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Ayala on behalf of Beret greeted the arrival of Baimon and his party on the first floor, and Baimeng was quite dissatisfied with Beiret's failure to come down in person, and Ayala could only accompany the smiling face as much as possible, but Baimeng completely ignored Ayala's meaning.
When he arrived on the sixtieth floor, Ayala could only lead the way in front with an embarrassed face, leading Baimeng and his party to sit in the box, when he saw that Bairet was not even in the box, Baimeng's face instantly turned black to the bottom of the pot, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Ayalapi and said with a smile: "Doesn't Lord Beret know that I am a terminal cancer patient, and I can't wait for long?"
Baimon resembles John Travolta, his face full of unyin and yang horizontal flesh shining greasy in the setting sun, looking like a harmless neighbor uncle.
However, when Ayala saw this smile, she felt a little chill in her heart. She has seen a lot of ruthless people, from the anti-town government armed soldiers who kill people without blinking an eye to the extremists who rush into the pile of people tied to explosives, but she has never seen a ruthless person like Baimon who is still kind and kind, but his eyes are full of cold and vicious aura, like a crocodile lurking under a calm river.
In the face of Baimon's sarcasm, Ayala could only explain with a forced smile: "You misunderstood, Lord Baimon, Lord Beret is just ...... There was just one ...... operation."
"Oh, he's still doing the surgery himself?" asked Bymon, incredulous.
Ayala nodded hurriedly, "Yes, she picks two surgeries a week and auto-operates......"
Baimon smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then we are not in a hurry. β
Ayala breathed a sigh of relief and said with a humble face, "Thank you for your understanding. β
Baimeng nodded noncommittally, sat on the sofa and looked at Ayala with a kind of picky eyes, in order to show her respect for Baimeng, she wore the traditional national costume of Syria today, but she did not choose those brightly colored headdresses and gauze skirts, but chose a more solemn light gray skirt and wore a set of pale gold headdresses.
Although this outfit neither shows her figure nor matches her skin color, Ayala's bottom is there, and she can't be ugly no matter how she wears it, so it's still very interesting. Ayala's gaze made Ayala uncomfortable, so she bowed down and said, "Lord Baimon, I'll go and see if Lord Beret's operation is done, and if so, I'll urge him to come down quickly." β
Ayala turned around and was about to leave the box, but she didn't expect that Baimon would suddenly raise her hand and grab her arm, Ayala was shocked, and subconsciously broke free, but Baimeng's hand was like an iron hoop, she immediately turned around, and heard Baimon say with a shiny face: "Ayala, I said everything...... We...... No rush ....."
Ayala forced a smile and said in a low voice, "Lord Baimon, although I am not in a hurry, I also have to find out how long it will take for Lord Beret, and I can't let you wait like this." β
"There's nothing you can't do! Bymon pulled Aya onto the couch.
Ayala said in a cold voice, "Lord Baimon, please don't do this, in case Lord Beret sees him, he will be angry." β
Baimeng smiled and said: "I have terminal cancer anyway, I will die at any time, and I am afraid that he ......will be angry?
This kind of teasing Ayala couldn't bear it at all, she gritted her teeth, raised her right hand and slammed her elbow into Baimon's nose, but Baimeng grabbed Ayala's right hand with her strength advantage and took advantage of the situation to control her. Ayala wanted to struggle, but how could the body fight past the carrier, and her whole body was suppressed and couldn't move.
Bai Meng Shi Ran said: "Why do you hit a patient? You should have some sympathy, I am dying, you have to leave me some good memories, right?"
Ayala gritted her teeth and scolded, "Shameless bastard, go to Hell and remember!"
"I'm good at playing with fire, and it's not difficult for me to go to Hellfire.....
Ayala never imagined that she would be humiliated in Hydra, and she had to shout, and the sound of ping-pong fighting sounded outside, and it was clear that their Hydra men and Baimon's men were fighting. Unfortunately, no one was able to break into the box, which made Ayala a little desperate, and she regretted why she didn't use the carrier.
Baimon used his gravity skill to control Ayala, who couldn't move even though she tried her best, so she could only close her eyes in despair.
At this moment, a phantom figure fluctuated in the air, and Berette, who was wearing a golden mask and a white robe, suddenly appeared in the box, and the pair of breathtaking dragon eyes behind the golden mask stared coldly at Baimeng on the sofa.
At this time, Ayala seemed to see a savior, and her eyes were tearful and pitiful, and she shouted in a pitiful voice: "My lord!"
Beret didn't say anything, didn't move, just stood at the table and stared silently.
Baimeng seemed to feel the supreme pressure, he stopped the movement in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "When you are a little bored, I will have some fun casually......"
Beret or Athena was indifferent, she stood in the bloody twilight and looked down on Bymon and Ayala, and whispered in his sharp, jagged metallic voice, "You go on." β
Baimeng was stunned for a moment, his hand movements were a little stiff, and after a moment he pushed Ayala away, "hehe" smiled, and said, "Since you're here, let's talk about business first." β
Ayala, who had collapsed on the sofa, curled up in the corner of the sofa with teary eyes.
Beret shook his head and said seriously: "No, you're not here to talk about business, you're here to have fun, so you continue." β
Bai Meng said with a hippie smile, "Don't be so serious, I just made a little joke with Ayala." β
Ignoring Baimon's explanation, Beret turned her head to look at Ayala and said coldly, "Since Lord Baimon has taken a fancy to you, you should serve Lord Baimon well." Why do you resist, just because you're my handmaid?"
Ayala didn't expect that the demon god of Beret would blame her instead, shocked, angry and humiliated, she trembled and knelt on the floor, choked and said, "Your Excellency...... I.... I.... I was wrong. β
"You're right, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have sent you to pick up Lord Baimon. It's a shame that I can't even complete this task. β
"Your Excellency........" Ayala hung her head and sobbed.
Baimon was a little confused by Beret's attitude, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Berret, forget it, there is no need to lose your temper over this little thing, you sit down, let's talk about business." β
Beret looked at Baimon and said coldly, "You can't understand people, or what I'm saying?"
Beamon's body leaning on the back of the sofa straightened, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, Beret?"
Beret exuded a chill all over his body, and said word by word: "What are you going to do with you just now, go on, I'm here to watch you do good deeds." β
Baimon's face tensed, his hands clenched into fists, as if ready to fight. At this time, the last rays of the sun were about to disappear, and the city-state on the top of the hill of the Acropolis in the distance was bathed in molten gold, and Berette, dressed in a white robe and wearing a golden mask, was extremely far away from the ruins of the Parthenon, but Bymon felt a cruel silence that belonged to the gods. He actually felt that the Beret in front of him was not joking, he clearly felt a kind of indifference like a god standing on the altar of the temple, he thought that Beret was really going to do something, Beret would definitely watch Ayala's tragedy happen mercilessly, and do nothing.
It was hard for Baimon to imagine that the ruthless and unrighteous white-robed man in front of him was Athena, who was as beautiful as an elf, and he whispered, "Berret, I have come to discuss a big deal with you. β
"Don't talk about it, you have fun. Beret looked at Ayala, "Get over to Lord Baimon and let Lord Baimon have fun.......
Ayala looked at Beret helplessly, wiped her tears and stood up tremblingly, and sat down beside Baimon in a trembling voice. At this moment, Bai Meng was like a righteous gentleman, he didn't want to be next to Ayala, he sat upright on the sofa, and said without squinting: "Don't you want our Black Death to appear in front of the public openly? Don't you want to make money legally? Your family has 215 container ships, and doing the right thing is enough for you to make money, there is no need to be stuck in the quagmire of the Black Death." β
Baimon directly reported the number of ships owned by the Onassis family, which was a naked threat to Athena, so she sneered: "215 container ships work hard for a month, it is not as profitable as a ship to transport drugs for a month, you persuade me to do the right thing?"
"Beret, you have the wealth of two families, and a ...... who really loves you"
When Bemont said the word "true love", Beret raised his head slightly, looking more and more condescending. Baimon felt the substantial pressure of Berret's gaze, he coughed, softened his tone, and said with a smile, "Love...... Wife....... Your future is limitless, and there is really no need to continue ........"
"I don't need you to teach me what to do. β
"Don't be too anxious, young man, listen to me, Berette, if you are willing to quit Hydra, we will facilitate your acquisition of Matson Steamship....... You should understand what this means to your family......" Bymon's tone was meaningful, he leaned back on the couch and folded his hands in front of his chest, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile of success on his face, in his opinion, he made a condition that Athena could not refuse.
But Athena, who was wearing a mask, didn't seem to think about it at all, she waved her hand directly, and said lightly: "Send off." β
Baimon's face changed, he stood up, forced his eyes at Beret and said, "Could it be that you have already obtained the 'Lord of the Plague'?"
Beret scoffed, the metallic laughter was particularly ironic, "You think everyone is as attached to the Black Death mess as you are?"
"Then why are you not even willing to sit down and talk about such generous terms as I offer?"
"Because as I said, I don't want to talk to you about business today. β
Baimon clenched his fists, as if to restrain his surging emotions, "Then I'll come tomorrow." β
"Come tomorrow and I'll send a sow to meet you. β
Baimeng nodded and smiled, "I accept your kindness...... Bellet, you will pay for your words today. β
"I've heard threats like this countless times in my life. β
Baimon snorted coldly and walked towards the door of the box, and the moment he opened the door, he stopped, "I'll give you one last chance, don't wait until Hydra has fallen to know ....... regrets"
Of course, Athena knew that Bymon would put down her mind because of "Napoleon VII", and swallowed her anger again before leaving, but the more Bymon was like this, the more Athena didn't want to talk properly, and she said lightly: "Get out!"
Baimon glanced back at Athena, the sun had completely set, and in the night view of the city shining like a galaxy, the golden mask on Athena's face glowed with dazzling streamers, and he smiled and said, "It is undeniable that you have the capital of pride, but soon you will know that even if you are the darling of the Creator, it will not always be smooth sailing, Beret, you better pray that you will always be lucky." β
With a "bang", the door of the box was tightly shut, and there was the sound of scolding and footsteps outside.
Athena looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window at the bright lights of the Athenian market, and sneered to herself: "I am the darling of the Creator?"
"Your Excellency. Ayala stood up, bowed her head and shouted cautiously.
Athena glanced at Ayala and said coldly, "You can't do such a trivial thing, it's really a waste thing." β
Ayala knelt down, hung her head, and said in a trembling voice, "My lord, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. β
"What's wrong?"
Ayala replied a little dazedly, "The strength is not enough. β
Athena shook her head and said in a cold voice: "It's not your fault that you don't have enough strength, it's your fault that you chose the worst one out of all the responses, Ayala." β
Fear appeared on Ayala's beautiful face, and she held back her tears and whispered, "Your Excellency...... Sorry for the disgrace to you. β
Athena didn't look at Ayala, still looking into the void, "You go and tell the National Guard to take down Bymon's plane." β
Ayala was shocked by Athena's words, and even forgot to shed tears, she raised her head to look at Athena's silhouette, and said incredulously: "Your Excellency....... Are you going to war with Lord Baimon, won't Lord Morningstar care?"
"Ayala, why are you so brainless? It's still unclear, that old thing never cares about the battle between the demon gods, and doesn't care who wins or loses, he only raises Gu to see who is the strongest. If the favored person died, he would drink a few glasses and sincerely regret a few words...... If it weren't for that old thing, Bymon would have blatantly come over and try to buy me?"
Ayala smiled bitterly and whispered, "My lord, Ayala doesn't dare to judge Lord Morningstar, but you are going to war with Lord Baimon, and please think more, a large part of our goods are sold to the West Coast, which involves the livelihood of countless people. β
"Are you questioning my decision?"
"The slave didn't dare. Ayala quickly propped her hands on the floor and buried her head.
"Don't get out of here. β
"Yes, sir. Ayala stood up with her skirt and walked briskly to the door of the box.
"Wait. β
"My lord, what else do you command?"
"I'll leave Hydra for a while, and during this time you stop all arms dealings, organize the old militia squads, issue them guns, and be ready to fight......"
Ayala's heart sank, but she didn't dare to question Berret's decision, so she could only say, "Okay, my lord." Is there anything else?"
"Take care of that Huaxia man, don't let him die, let alone let him run. β
Ayala bowed and said, "Don't worry, my lord." β
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Time passed day after day, and Cheng Mo, who returned to prison, practiced yoga without distraction, but unfortunately there was no real stimulation, and his cultivation alone had little effect, but fortunately, there was still some effect, not completely useless.
Therefore, Cheng Mo is not in a hurry, and persistently accumulates and strengthens his body every day, and exercises his ability to intercept and store energy with his body. The days didn't change much because he went out once, except that for some reason, his food was better than before.
In addition to bread every day, there are more sausages and occasional vegetable salad, Cheng Mo thought that all this was the credit of Gao Yuemei, and he didn't care too much.
More than half a year has passed, and in October 2022, seeing that Christmas and New Year's Day are approaching again, Interpol and the Europa Police Joint Agency cracked a sensational case, a criminal gang made more than 30 Lolita slaves and sold them to rich people through the underground trading network of the film network.
These poor Lolita slaves were not only treated inhumanely, but even deprived of their personal will by psychological means, and turned into real dolls, the case caused a global sensation once it was reported, countless media rushed to report it, and deeply peeled the skin, the evil underground organization of the Black Death also appeared in the public eye, becoming an extreme criminal organization that everyone feared and shouted about.
Cheng Mo, who has no outside news at all, doesn't know that "Hydra" has reached a critical moment.
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