In the eyes of some people, the so-called politics is to mobilize all the available resources in their hands, and in the political arena, to put it bluntly, it is to get more capital for themselves in the upper class, to obtain a higher status, to seek hot power, and to show in front of people all over the world how great, glorious, and perfect people of high character are.

In order to achieve such a goal, some politicians will desperately explore all the resources they may use, tangible and intangible, these resources can be people, things, money, beauty, anything, as long as the world likes, reveres, fears, they need. Of course, a marquis, a marquis from an ancient noble family, and an extremely wealthy marquis, and especially a single marquis, a marquis who can invite a private bodyguard group of three hundred people, is such a resource.

Unfortunately, Mr. Daile, a tall and handsome man, a dignified but courteous statesman, with a deep vision, is one of those men who will do whatever it takes for the sake of a higher position. No matter how glorious and noble a person is on the outside, who can say what his heart is like? Otherwise, why would the Chinese sigh: "It is difficult to draw a dragon and a tiger." ”

So, since the Marquis de Blaugard entered the social circles of Paris and spent three million dollars on a dinner party, it was difficult for Monsieur de Deller not to notice him. Especially, when some gossip reaches his ears. In fact, it is not important news, it is nothing more than that several big people have a good impression of Bai Jiade, and he also intends to develop in Paris.

Mr. Dai Le was really very happy, and if he could reach some kind of intimate relationship with Bai Jiade, wouldn't he have more bargaining chips on hand? But what did Bai Jiade really like? What kind of person was he? What weaknesses did he have that he could grasp?

Bai Jiade did what the rich often do, donating a million dollars to a local scientific research institute. Of course, donations are secret, but there will always be channels to leak these things to others, intentionally or unintentionally.

Here's your chance.

At a luncheon, Dai Le approached Bai Jiade with two glasses of wine and handed him a glass. Bai Jiade was flattered and hurriedly took it, and drank it all after clinking glasses with Dai Le.

Dai Le smiled and said: "As a member of the French, I would like to express my gratitude to Monsieur Marquis for his contribution to our scientific research in France...... What are the plans of the Marquis?"

Bai Jiade said lazily: "Oh, there is no special plan, anyway, life is full of different pleasures, some people like to chase money, some people like to chase fame and fortune, some people like power, and I basically got all of the above...... I like something a little special, a little something special. Like, a peerless beauty from the Middle East?"

Dai Le laughed: "You are kidding, don't you have any greater ambitions when you are so young? ”

Bai Jiade shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not really French, who will value me? No, France is a romantic country, but like England, it is not a country that welcomes foreigners. Any wealthy foreigner can enter the French social circle, but never fit in, yes, yes. ”

Alensa secretly approached and whispered to Dai Le, "Father, I'll take my brother back first." ”

A slight spark of passion flashed in Bai Jiade's beautiful big eyes, and Dai Le saw it, but as any simple and loyal elder showed, he pretended not to see anything-

Yi Chen and Fei Li went to the bedroom for a lunch break, and Auf had already resigned from his job under the auspices of Yi Chen and West, and was ready to follow Yi Chen to London. At the moment, the cute big dog is sitting upright on a single sofa, and then his head is sinking and dozing.

Philgol went to enjoy the street scene of Manchester, in fact, to find out the local underworld news, to see if there was anything to use, for this, Wester knew this, but what reason did he need to point out? Anyway, his subordinates were following behind, and there would be a report when the time came.

Jester sat across from West, the two of them holding wine glasses in their hands, and there was nonsense about each other. Yichen warns Jester that since West is the elder who Orf claims to be as close as his father, Jester must treat others with the same etiquette as he treats Aoff's father. Of course, this is also an opportunity to create an opportunity for West to get news from Jester's mouth, otherwise why would Yi Chen go to his lunch break?

"Well, Mr. Jester, you are German?"

Jester nodded coldly, yawned unceremoniously, and then ignored West's status as an elder, took out a piece of marijuana, and sucked it slowly.

West watched with great interest as Jester immersed himself in the illusion of marijuana, and whispered, "God will not allow his lamb to take drugs, drugs are just like the memory of women, they are a cancer of society." ”

Jester said viciously, "God, God himself made people get pregnant unmarried, what kind of bullshit is that? Come on, damn God, I'm not interested in him." ”

West's mouth opened wide and asked cautiously, "Are you...... Don't believe in God, God, you're a weirdo, yes, Mr. Jester, you're a weirdo. ”

Jester was immersed in his own state of joy, and his whole body fluttered, and his brain was slightly congested with moans, "Oh God, God, forgive me, but you are really a son of a bitch...... I'd rather believe in Satan, oh Satan, Satan, Satan the Almighty, Satan the omnipresent, well, give me a beauty...... Witch?heyhehehehe...... The witch is better, she must know how to please men better than the angels. ”

West nervously searched for the name Jester in his mind, and he could tell that Jester was not the kind of person who shouted these words when he smoked drugs and was dizzy, he was real, and he had a slight sense of evil towards God.

Jester Douglas ...... Jester Shackle: God, he's the one who betrayed the Holy See's Inquisition, the deacon of the Templar...... God, he, he, he...... What an amazing thing, this Jester, how could he be that person? How did his appearance become like this? Aha, the energy of the 'Anti-Heaven Cross' is reversed? This fool actually took the liberty of borrowing the power of Lord Satan?...... Is it your power that has brought him to me?...... I'm a damn pig, not a noble vampire, and vampires wouldn't dare make such a mistake, I should have thought of the name Jester a long time ago...... At that time, he was a man of the hour. ”

West smiled and held out his hand to Jester: "Praise Satan, my lord is omnipotent." ”

Jester rolled his eyes, poured the last sip of whiskey, stretched out his hand, and landed halfway through, then tilted his head and fell asleep, just in time to make up a pair with Auf who was napping beside him.

West rubbed his hands excitedly, searched in the room for a long time, and finally found a pen and paper, and quickly left a note, nothing more than that there was new news about the castle he visited, and he was busy solving the whole problem, hoping that Yichen and them would take good care of Auf...... Nonsense like that.

Not long after the vampire old bat rushed downstairs, Yi Chen appeared at the door with a strange smile, looking at the sleeping Auf and the sleeping Jester, Yi Chen stroked his chin: "Is this move right......?" Just in case, Jester let him join the Dark Council, God won't forgive him anyway, shall we...... To be on the safe side, I'm still honest as my underworld boss. ”――

It was another dark night, in a sea area south of England, two small submarines sneaked close to the coast, twelve black shadows crawled out of the submarine, and then ran directly to the shore almost on the water. It was only about a minute after they disembarked that the incompetent British GIs spotted the twelve.

A GI aimed a black shadow directly at a black shadow with a British stockless carbine that failed to shoot, but the non-commissioned officer next to him stopped him. According to the above, if there is no large team of hundreds of people, it is strictly forbidden to make any movement. The non-commissioned officer was even already vowing: "Wipe the toilet for me when you go back, damn it, do you want our credit to be wasted?"

Twelve dark shadows roamed back and forth across the vast beach, then giggled and made a deliberate loud noise.

The more than 30 British soldiers who were ambushed nearby were really depressed, they didn't dare to move, and they really felt angry when they saw these black shadows shouting loudly in Chinese. But there was an order from above, and they did not dare to disobey it.

The twelve black shadows deliberately made a fool of himself for a while, and when they found that there was no movement, they greeted each other with satisfaction, and then let out a terrible whistle, and the two miniature submarines immediately retreated and dived into the water.

The shadows continued to wander around for a while, deliberating with each other, and then split into four groups and left the beach.

A British [***] official hammered his sore waist, got up from the thin sand, and cursed in a low voice: "These damn people, what do they want to do? Pioneers of pathfinding? It looks like they are coming? I have to report it, otherwise those officials above will let me squat in the black house." ”

M was the first to get the news, and she pondered for a while, regardless of the fact that it was late at night, and used her privilege to forcibly call for a secret cabinet meeting, regardless of the fact that several bosses were woken up directly in bed by her agents.

Looking at the sleepy Prime Minister, the Minister of Defense, and other ministers, and then at the heads of several other intelligence services who belonged to his colleagues in terms of external unity, M threw a stack of photos on the table: "Gentlemen, look, the situation is not optimistic. ”

The Prime Minister, who had been disgraced in the Middle East four years ago, finally struggled out of the Sandman's palm, picked up the photo at random, flipped it over, and threw it away at random: "Oh, a few dark shadows, it's worthless, isn't it? gentlemen......"

The Minister of Defense, who comes from a military family and is also a retired general, took the photo and asked a little hesitantly: "What is the importance of the small submarine? hmm? What is the important thing about the smugglers? For the sake of these few people, for such a small matter, you forcibly used almost ordered means to let us hold a meeting? It's two o'clock in the morning, Madame......

"I want to understand why the underworld bosses of the City of London, in some cases, are a little more clever than some of our political officials...... They have a sense of crisis, gentlemen, and they know that some big organization is going to encroach on their interests, so those poor creatures launched an attack, but unfortunately they failed...... But you, the rulers of the British Empire, have found nothing. ”

The prime minister frowned and tapped lightly on the table: "Madam, pay attention to your words, thank you......"

M repaid with a helpless wry smile: "Twelve people, they used two submarines, to infiltrate our shore, near that coast, I remember last time I asked Mr. Minister Hune to have a brigade of soldiers to garrison, and this is the information they sent back. ”

The incompetent prime minister's first reaction was: "Hune, are you crazy? Garrison a small stretch of coastline with a brigade of troops to catch stowaways? I finally understand why the defense budget is always exceeded, and what is the reason why you always say that there is not enough money?" ”

Several of the ministers let out a sneer, a soft, not enough to provoke much of a reaction from Hunn, but enough to make him laugh awkwardly.

Hu En unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his tie: "M, give me an explanation, yes, last time you reported that the Yamaguchi Group might be committing some illegal acts on our land, so I have already provided you with enough manpower, what else do you want to do? Mr. Prime Minister, I asked for your opinion last time, and you agreed. ”

The Prime Minister blinked his eyes, and seemed to have the impression that he was wrong about Huen, and in any case, Hune was a faithful dog, and he had to be comforted, and he laughed: "I haven't forgotten, Hune, I was joking just now...... It is absolutely impossible for a brigade to use the strength of a brigade to catch stowaways, I hope you don't care about the tone of my voice. ”

Hunn nodded in satisfaction and set his eyes on M.

M spread out his palms: "Well, I don't think it's like a smuggling, it's an invasion, gentlemen, a civilian, large-scale, powerful act of aggression. ”

The prime minister was a little nervous: "How many of them are there?"

Based on Yi Chen's guess, and then added his own judgment, he said: "About 2,000 people, sir, no more than 2,500 people at most." ”

The prime minister was visibly relaxed: "Well, it doesn't matter, a brigade of soldiers can kill them...... Gentlemen, if there is nothing 'special' important, perhaps we should ......"

M looked at this idiot-like prime minister a little annoyed: "Sir, please listen to my explanation, they are not ordinary people, they ......"

The Prime Minister said sternly: "Mrs. M, you are the head of MI6, so these matters should be handled by you, and your power does not lie in finding a random reason to gather all the cabinet members...... Next time, I won't allow anything like this to happen again. Two thousand stowaways, even if they are terrorists, I give you a brigade of troops, and you should be able to kill them...... Although such a large-scale smuggling is really not in our eyes, it is not worth making a big deal about, do we need to send an air force and aircraft carriers?"

"Ha, I remember, a small fleet also went to the ports of France, didn't it? What else do you need? ma'am?"

"That's it, you should be satisfied...... Yes, I said it last time, so I'll find a time to express a little bit of indignation to them in a more tactful way...... That's it. Alright, adjournment. ”

M helplessly watched the big people hurriedly walk out, she banged on the table angrily: "You stupid people, have you ever seen the smuggling of military miniature submarines as the vanguard sentinels? This is aggression...... Damn it. ”

M smiled bitterly at himself: "What can I do? Yes, I'm just the head of MI6, and my power is limited to everything I do now...... What else can I do? Great Britain, I did my best, forgive me. ”

Yes, in any case, it's only 2,000 people, so do you need to make a fuss? There are hundreds of thousands of illegal workers in Britain now, and I have never seen them rush into the streets and besiege Downing Street to demand a minimum wage.

It was still the same beach, underwater, inhuman things swaying lightly, they looked like people in general, but their bodies were just clouds of miserable white mist. They came in pursuit of the strongest Yuan Yang Qi, unfortunately, the twelve ninjas were all good hands in the family, compared to ordinary people, their Yang Qi was much stronger, so they deeply attracted the fierce spirits of these ghost kings of the North Mountain.

Very slowly, still underwater, stiff, inflexible bodies walked slowly, very slowly, but they walked very fast, but they didn't bring a little abnormal ripples, everything was so weird.

A British soldier staring at the sea trembled for a moment, and felt that the one on his chest had been burned by a cross blessed by a certain divine father, and he quickly took out the silver cross, and found that it was already a little dull, gray and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but curse: "Damn the church, will you cheat money too? Where is this pure silver ......?"

None of the British soldiers noticed the deep, deadly air that filled the air, which should have only appeared in the graveyard. It was this strong death qi that caused the cross to react, but unfortunately, the holy power attached to the cross was too weak, and it was melted away after a little warning......

In a small city nearby, Tian Leizi with seven beast spirits changed, full of demonic 'people', standing stupidly at the gate of a church, looking at the cross on the main entrance of the church, muttering: "His grandmother's, this baby is unwanted, the dog said, he is a foreign immortal, right? ”

I don't know if Jesus has a spirit, and when he hears the emotion of the heavenly thunder, will he vomit blood?

A few azure lights flashed, and an old Taoist with a thin body and blue eyes flashing appeared with a few middle-aged Taoist priests, and he said with a smile: "Tianleizi Daoist friends are really interested, hey, is this their god......? It's strange, fellow Daoist, why don't we take him back and show the Daoist friends who stayed on the mountain?"

Tian Leizi nodded again and again: "Shui Zhenren is reasonable, just do it." As soon as he raised his hand, a silver light flashed, and the whole cross broke from its roots and fell. Shui Zhenren raised his hand, and a small silk sac flew out, sucking it in, and then the silk sac flew back into his hand, and the volume did not seem to be much larger...... The two looked at each other and smiled, and disappeared in the flash......

A child's voice suddenly came from a nearby house: "Oh my God, if I told my father, he wouldn't believe it, but I swear, I must have seen an angel ......"

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