God Killer

() This place known as the highest pavilion is so cold that there is a sense of icy silence, and the bleakness is in stark contrast to the fireworks that are constantly blooming all around. However, there are a few children who are holding fireworks next to the highest pavilion. The fireworks made loud noises from time to time, and bursts of children's laughter added a little bit of popularity and festive atmosphere to this highest pavilion.

This highest pavilion was built in the 40s. Since its completion, it has not been used, nor has it been removed. It has been in a state of disuse. It is said that many developers have the idea of ​​​​taking this land, but the market Fu valued this piece of land very high. Many developers knew how to develop and lose money without any calculations. Over time, this place has always maintained this state.

However, there have been rumors recently that it may be turned into a museum, and there are even rumors that the building will be completely torn down.

However, such rumors spread every once in a while, and the nearby residents have long been immune.

The interior of the highest pavilion is brightly lit. In a square lobby, there is a huge round table. On the round table is a huge Chinese geographical sand table. The unyielding pillars generally hold up the entire territory of China.

Beside the round table are twelve chairs, which have not been sat on for a long time.

Now it has been wiped clean, and there are twelve strange-looking men sitting on it.

"It's been a long time since twelve people got together like this." One of the men with a big aquiline nose said, his old and hoarse voice didn't quite match his middle-aged face.

"I originally thought that such a reunion would be impossible, even if it was estimated that it would be underground, but I didn't expect that not only did everyone get together, but also saw each other's appearance when they were young. I remembered how we looked when we gathered together 80 years ago, vigor, vigor, yes, this is it." A middle-aged man who was constantly looking at his cheeks in the mirror said.

This middle-aged man looks only in his 40s, but if you look closely, you can find that there are many age spots on his face, his hair is black at the root, and all the ends are withered white.

Generally, the hair starts to turn white from the root, which is obviously contrary to common sense.

Beside this middle-aged man, sat an old man with dry brown skin. This old man looked like he was about to die, but there was not much oldness in his eyes, only vicissitudes.

At this moment, the old man is pinching the dry brown skin on the back of his hand with his nails and peeling it off little by little. The old skin creaks unwillingly. Where it is uncovered, it reveals a healthy and full of pink skin. Angry fragile skin.

The man who was looking at his cheek glanced at the old man and said, "Mr. Dong, haste makes waste. You'd better wait until these old skins fade away little by little."

Mr. Dong, who was peeling off the skin, glared at the middle-aged man next to him, and said viciously: "My surname is Yao, as I said before, don't use that old word of bullshit between us anymore, your skin faded so fast, Now I am no different from a young man, how can I understand the pain in my heart? I don’t want to live in this old skin anymore, I don’t want to for a moment, I can even smell the sweat on this old skin That kind of rotten smell that only old people have."

Elder Qin on the other side also has dark brown skin all over his body, he said with a smile: "I said, Comrade Dong, don't force yourself, how can the skin on our martial arts practitioners be compared with other guys? Faded Naturally, it is a little slower than others. Speaking of it, there has never been a victory or defeat between us, but we can see some clues from the shedding of the skin. The skin on your body has begun to fall off, but the old skin on my body is just now. It’s just that I’ve just started, which means that my martial arts are stronger than yours, and our Qin family’s martial arts are stronger than your Dong family’s martial arts, hahaha!”

When Elder Dong heard this, the corners of his mouth almost rolled down to his ears.

At this time, the three middle-aged men on the other side were talking about other things, and one of them pointed to the Huaxia sand table in front of him and said with a smile: "According to our thinking, after the things on this sand table are handed over to the descendants, as long as If you don’t lose it, it’s considered a success, but in the 60 years since the founding of Huaxia, there are still several pieces missing, and there are still several small points that have not been recovered. We old guys have to close our eyes with this regret. Now It seems that there should be no shortage of things on this sand table, on the contrary, things need to be added continuously.”

"That's right, we old guys are dying, so the national policy is becoming more conservative. Externally, we always calm down and keep a low profile. Now we don't have to continue to be so useless. The external strategy can be more open and tough. The most important thing is to be more open Recapture the lost hearts of the past few years, by the way, **, ** is our biggest enemy, those younger generations are tossing around day by day, making it a mess everywhere, nepotism, and they are about to destroy this country The roots are ruined, and when we regain control of the power and get rid of the black officials, it's time for my great China to rise completely. It just so happens that decades of hiding our strengths and biding our time have laid a sufficient foundation. I don't believe it if we guys come out of the mountain. Not until the day when China rises!

The two middle-aged men next to them nodded in unison, each with a hint of excitement in their eyes, and one of them even had a bloodthirsty gleam.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit said: "Okay, okay, now is not the time to talk about these things, you are all quite optimistic, thinking about the future, but you don't know that the danger is right in front of you. Not good, it is the most critical moment of our life and death. I am afraid that the catastrophe ten years ago is not as good as today's catastrophe, which endangers our lives. After eating the chundan and returning to our youthful years, it does not mean that we will not Death, like a bullet, we can't die anymore, even gods can't save us."

The person speaking is Tuzheng, who controls two-thirds of the military power in his hands, and is one of the three major families among the twelve pillars, so the weight of his words is naturally extraordinary!

All the twelve pillars here are existences that can disrupt the world with one finger. After hearing Tu Jun's words, the twelve pillars stopped talking in private, and each of them became focused.

The three major families of the Tu family, the Zhao family, and the Wang family are respectively in charge of the military, political, and economic lifelines of the country. The Tu family controls two-thirds of the army, and the Zhao family controls the resources of politicians. Too many politicians and the Zhao family There is an inexplicable relationship, and even those politicians themselves don't know that they have such a relationship with such a huge family.

The Wang family controls many fields such as banks, stock markets, oil, and electricity, and is the real God of Wealth in charge of money.

These three families stand on top of each other, and the living space of the other nine families is outside their sphere of influence. It is precisely because the three of them are in charge of the most important national context, and they will never set foot in each other's sphere of influence. They depend on each other and no one can do without Who, so although there are twelve huge families in this country, they still maintain a complete unity, and there is no separation.

The meeting of the Twelve Pillars in the Supreme Court is actually equivalent to a small parliament.

A few decades ago, many national policies were negotiated together by the twelve pillars, but as the twelve pillars became old, these rights were all delegated, and some of the eldest sons of the twelve pillars exercised them, and more were handed over to the elders of the twelve pillars. The elected talents of this country are given to operate, and the Twelve Pillars hardly care about national affairs, unless it is something earth-shattering, such as the catastrophe that created a god of war ten years ago.

Thinking of what happened ten years ago, the twelve pillars all became serious. That was the most life-threatening threat to their lives since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Zhao Minggong is a handsome man with brows tucked into his temples. Even though he was old at the beginning, his charm is still undiminished. Now he has experienced countless vicissitudes, and he has become younger again, and his temperament has become more and more refined.

Zhao Minggong said: "That's right, we guys, sitting in this so-called highest pavilion, seem to control the world in one hand, but we don't know that the younger generations raised in the past few decades have already become full-fledged. The promise is that he will be the heir and own the whole family, but now that we have become younger, we must take back all the rights. How much change can there be in decades? Our old brothers have One by one, all of them have been destroyed, and the power we can use is quite limited. It seems that we can cover the sky with one hand, but in fact, we guys are basically gone, and we are against the whole world."

"Blocking someone's fortune is comparable to killing one's father. After decades of training, it has become a matter of course for twelve little guys to succeed. Now we suddenly want to abolish these twelve little guys. Twelve little guys How could the guy be willing?"

"Those officials who have followed the twelve little guys all these years can't be reconciled, not to mention anything else, even our sons can't be reconciled, everyone in the world is not reconciled, we go against the trend, there is no danger Test!" Sitting next to Zhao Minggong is Wang Shi, who is in charge of the country's economic lifeline. This Wang Shi really looks like the God of Wealth, with a square head and big ears, and a face of blessing.

But at this moment, Wang Shi had a serious expression on his face.

The twelve pillars were silent at this time. Now their enemy is not those juniors, but decades ago, who let go of the power in his hands step by step. The twelve juniors were cultivated by them with countless painstaking efforts. Now they have become their own enemies. The world changes like a chess game, but where the waves are calm, there are constant thunders.

Their opponents are all their close relatives. They hugged and kissed them when they were young, and they have always placed high expectations on the care training as a jewel in the palm. Now they want to bury them with one hand. Not comfortable.

But this is an unavoidable duel. Even if they are willing to give up the rights in their hands, these juniors will still let these juniors inherit the family. Once the juniors stand firm, they will immediately attack the twelve old things. Doubtful, the twelve juniors on the nine sides have good intentions and can't bear to do it. The people around the twelve juniors will all contribute to this matter. Such a force is rolling, not any individual can resist it, it is the entire authority. , the whole world, the whole general situation, they did not prolong their lives because they were killed by their grandsons.

And now even if they want to lock these twelve beasts into the fence, it's too late. The wild beasts have already grown wild, and it's impossible to domesticate them!

They who have been away from the center of power for too long, and their descendants, have almost become blind and deaf, unable to see or hear, and no one to carry out orders.

So use the fastest, most simple and direct method to destroy the twelve heirs from the top. In this way, the general situation of the world will return to the hands of the twelve pillars.

However, the power that the Twelve Pillars can use is really not much, only their most secretive subordinates, the most loyal dead soldiers, never thought that one day they would return to the young Twelve Pillars, most of the subordinates They were all distributed to their sons and grandsons, and those who could stay were the very few among the very few.

No one else can believe it.

The lights in the lobby made the twelve faces turn blue and white.