167, is this the hospitality of the world's number one arms dealer?

Inside the villa, living room.

Ryan Dennison sat in a wheelchair and listened to his subordinates' reports.

He is in his 70s this year, and his face is full of traces of time, but his deep eyes are still bright, as if he can perceive people's hearts.

When his subordinates reported to him a series of events that had just happened, Ryan Denison fell into a brief contemplation.

One of the six candidates who had just finished a televised speech was hit by a truck and killed in less than half an hour, and the second also announced that he would not participate in the election.

There must be someone behind this who wants to do something.

It's just that

Who's going to be doing it?

Is it for their family?

Ryan Denison looked at his loyal men in the room and asked calmly, "Where are the other three competitors now?" ”

He is currently ranked first in the rankings, and with the addition of two who cannot compete for various reasons, then there are only 3 candidates left.

Whoever can make a profit is suspected of doing something.

So the ones who are most likely to do a series of things tonight will only be the remaining three people, or the chaebols and families behind them.

Next to him, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and a polite manner, replied, "The two of you are at home now, and you have no contact with the outside world for the time being, but Foster has summoned all the core members of the family to his Johnson Building." ”

"According to the reliable information I have received, Johnson Foster has seen a mysterious person today, but the specific identity of the mysterious person has not yet been investigated."

Oh?

The corners of Ryan Dennison's old mouth outlined a playful smile, and he teased, "Hehe, the little guy has grown up, and this election has changed my impression of him a lot." ”

In fact, most of the top chaebols in various countries have a close relationship with the forces behind them.

When a new challenger enters the game, they temporarily become a strong alliance, refusing to allow anyone to take their piece of the cake.

But when there is no external threat, they themselves will erupt into various contradictions and competitions.

There is no escaping a word, only interests are eternal.

Although the Johnson family is not a top family, it is one of the top ten richest people in the United States after all, and it can be regarded as having some background, so it can barely be regarded as a top family.

It's just that it's at the bottom of the top.

After all, those really powerful families and forces will not occupy a place in the rich list.

They live only in the speculation and legends of the general public.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Do you think tonight's incident was done by Foster's people?" ”

"I'm not sure, but Foster's two-year competition has gone too smoothly, and I've always suspected that there is someone behind him to guide him, but even my subordinates haven't investigated who is helping him." Ryan Denison looked at the dark sky outside the window and sighed, "In the land of America, the most important thing is miracles. ”

He retracted his gaze, looked at the middle-aged man again, and said, "But no matter who is behind him, since war has been declared on us, then we can't show weakness." ”

"Son, you go to Foster yourself and tell him that whoever is helping him, don't challenge Martin Company easily, the consequences will be beyond the reach of his Johnson family."

"Miracles are fascinating, but fleeting light can't last long."

"Ahem, cough, cough"

Ryan Denison had cancer two years ago, and although he had the blessing of top technology and medical treatment, his body was inevitably deteriorating.

Being woken up while he was sleeping today, coupled with talking a lot, made him very uncomfortable right now.

The middle-aged man walked two steps quickly and stood behind him, skillfully patted his back, and waved his hand to let the maid hand over a glass of water: "Dad, you rest early, and I will deal with the rest." ”

"As long as I show up in front of Foster, I'm sure he knows what to do."

This is really not his boasting.

No matter how many major forces and families in the United States are, there are a few people who are stronger than their families.

In the eyes of middle-aged men, being able to find someone from the Jonson family in person is already a great gift to them.

Ryan Dennison took a sip of water, his state eased slightly, and he waved his hand and just wanted to speak, but he saw the butler walk in from outside the door, bowed and said, "Boss, there is a Daxia man named Lin Chen outside, who said he wanted to see you." ”

Lin Chen?

Great Xia people?

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and there was a little shock and surprise in the depths of his eyes.

Knowing that there are very few people living here, not to mention that the other party is still a Daxia person.

How did he know his father lived here?

Ryan Denison was also stunned for a moment, but quickly understood what was going on tonight.

Great Xia?

It turned out that these things were done by Great Xia?

If you explain it this way, all the problems can make sense, after all, in recent years, Great Xia has developed very rapidly, and it is not impossible for them to reach to the distant United States.

And if it is the power of the state, it is too simple to solve the two candidates of the conservative council.

"Son, you don't have to go to Foster for the time being, accompany your father to meet the military flag." Ryan Denison looked at the butler, "Go and get the military chess." ”

The housekeeper is very professional, even if he has doubts in his heart, he will not say it, he will only do what is ordered.

soon

A military flag was laid out in the living room.

The middle-aged man asked incomprehensibly, "Dad, what does this mean, aren't you going to meet this Lin Chen?" ”

"I'm going to see you, but I'll have to make him wait a while." Ryan Denison calmly began to play chess, and said indifferently, "I have to make him understand that no matter who stands behind him, it is impossible to have the upper hand in front of me in the land of America." ”

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "What if he leaves?" ”

Ryan Dennison said indifferently, "As long as the United States has what he wants, then we can't get around our family, and sooner or later we will meet, what's there to be nervous about?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, no longer messing around, and concentrated on playing chess with his father.

The game between the two is very exciting.

The middle-aged man is good at killing, and the speed of the fall is very fast, if someone who doesn't know much about military chess comes to see it, he will definitely think that he has the upper hand.

Ryan Dennison is good at defense, every step is very accurate, and it seems that he may collapse at any time, but he can withstand his son's bombardment, and the layout is not chaotic at all.

Only when you can see at least 20 moves outside of it will you notice the subtleties.

Just as Ryan Dennison picked up a chess piece and was about to move, the lights in the room dimmed, and the huge living room instantly became pitch black.

There is a backup power supply in the villa, and the sudden power failure is very abnormal.

The guards hidden around the villa rushed out in an instant, and the lights of the hand electric flashed wildly, protecting the safety of Ryan Dennison and his son.

In the next second, the lights in the living room came on again, and everything returned to normal.

Just when everyone thought it was a false alarm, the TV in the living room suddenly turned on, and the picture that appeared was the surveillance screen at the door of the villa.

At this point,

A young man in Daxia, who looked to be in his early 30s and was wearing a black suit, stood at the door of their house, as if he was staring at them through a dark surveillance probe.

[Mr. Dennison, is this the hospitality of the world's number one arms dealer? 】

The middle-aged man's face sank, and he said coldly, "Dad, let me go and teach this guy a good lesson!" ”

No matter what the other party's origin and background is, he doesn't really care at all.

Looking at the whole of America, there is no one he would not dare to offend.

"Hehe, it's really not easy for this guy to hack into our family's security system." Ryan Denison was not angry, waved his hand and said, "Go, invite this distinguished guest in." ”

"Yes." The butler walked backwards out of the room, sneering in his heart.

Regardless of the identity of the young man at the door now, offending the Ryan family would be the most unwise thing he could do.

The entrance to the villa.

Lin Mo could feel that there were at least a dozen sniper rifles aimed at the vital point of his body now.

It's a bit scary.

But I'm afraid there is no way,

The other competing candidates are easy to solve, and Lin Mo can prevent them from continuing to compete for the Grand Duke as long as they use normal methods.

But No. 1 Brian Dennison can't.

If you can't take down the arms dealer behind him, then it is simply impossible to convince him to give up.

Brian Dennison's scandal is also a lot in Lin Mo's hands.

But this is not Great Xia, and the people in the United States are very receptive, and even if those negatives can cause some sensations, they can't change Brian Dennison's fundamentals.

In the end, he will be the winner of the Freedom Society.

Moreover, the status of the arms dealer behind him in the United States is not a grade stronger than Chen Shanhe's status in Daxia at the beginning.

Pressure heat is a completely inconspicuous thing for the Ryan family.

Therefore, Limmer could only risk coming to see Ryan Dennison in person and trying to get him to abandon the candidacy of the United States.

Under Lin Mo's gaze, the housekeeper walked to the steps at the door of the villa and asked condescendingly, "You did what happened just now?" ”

Lin Mo didn't speak.

The butler who felt ignored was angry, but as long as he thought that he would see the boss later, he was a little gloating.

If you don't answer, you won't answer, and you'll look good later.

"Follow me, our boss wants to see you." After speaking, the secretary turned around and walked towards the living room without looking back.

No one was searched.

However, Dark had hacked Ryan Denison and told him that the gate was actually a large X-ray machine.

All vehicles and personnel entering the villa will be subject to strict inspection.

After entering the living room, Lin Mo looked at the father and son in front of him, and the father and son were also looking at him.

Neither side spoke.

After a stalemate of about twenty or thirty seconds, Ryan Dennison broke the silence: "Mr. Lin Chen, you are very bold, you dare to come to my house alone. ”

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

If there is no value in cooperation, the other party will not come to him deliberately.

Since it came, there must be something to talk about.

It's very simple.

Lin Mo was also very direct, polite and polite, and said, "Mr. Denison, I will be honest with you, this rash visit is to hope that you can give up the election of this Grand Duke. ”

What?

Hearing his words, the faces of the other people in the living room changed slightly.

This guy is too direct and arrogant, right?

He knows that he doesn't know what kind of big man he is facing?

How dare he!

Lin Mo noticed the pairs of eyes around him that almost wanted to eat him, but he chose to ignore them, and his eyes were fixed on Denison from beginning to end, waiting for his answer.

As Lin Mo expected, Ryan Denison didn't have much expression on his face, and he couldn't see that it was joy or anger.

"This is America, a place where everything is negotiable, and it's not impossible that you want my people to withdraw from the election." Ryan Denison was not angry, nor was he shocked by Lin Mo, but said calmly, "Tell me, what chips can you come up with?" ”

The fact that the other party dared to come to him single-handedly was enough to prove that he had a certain amount of courage and confidence.

Ryan Denison is curious to know what his hole cards are.

"The old man really lives up to his reputation, in terms of aura alone, you are probably the most calm one among all the people I have ever seen."

Lin Mo said what he said from his heart, and there was no deliberate compliment.

He put his hand in the pocket of his jacket, trying to take out what he had already prepared.

Click. Click

As soon as he made a move, a dozen or so thermal weapons around him instantly aimed at him.

At one point, the scene became very tense.

Ryan Denison waved his hand and motioned for the bodyguard to leave first.

Lin Mo was not surprised by such a scene, after all, the other party was the largest arms dealer in the United States, and his bodyguards were not simple.

At least it's not much better than the ace mercenaries he's seen in recent years.

Lin Mo took out a square transparent pill box from his jacket pocket, which contained seven or eight ordinary-looking pills.

He put his things on the shelf in front of Denison's wheelchair and said politely, "Mr. Denison, this is a special medicine for the treatment of cancer, I dare not say that it can cure your disease, but it is no problem to extend some lifespan." ”

That's right.

What Lin Mo was holding in his hand was the specific drug he had found for Dark to treat cancer, which was not a formula he got from someone else, but a formula given by the system one day.

He set up his own pharmaceutical company, made the medicine, and made two models.

No. 1 is a full-fledged formula for Dark's treatment, and the second is the one he has now in his hand, with discounted efficacy.

Lin Mo was not stupid enough to apply for a patent, because this kind of thing is too shocking, and once it comes out, it will definitely bring a lot of trouble to himself.

Tempted by high profits, the people at the Patent Protection Office are not credible.

Moreover, it takes many years of repeated testing and several years of clinical testing for a drug to be truly recorded.

Lin Mo didn't have time to toss about those things.

It's better to use the special medicine as a secret weapon as a secret weapon and take it out at a critical moment to maximize benefits!

(End of chapter)