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Therefore, Bureau Sun was clearly showing a relationship-seeking style, and Old Xu also politely greeted the young man with yellow hair who looked as old as his son: "Hello, I am Xu Hong."

In fact, he still has no way to get close to the other party - Director Sun said that this is his nephew's generation, and he went up to a brother Huang or something, who is the difference in seniority?

Fortunately, although the young man with yellow hair looks a little slippery, frivolous and unreliable, he still spoke mellowly: "Uncle Xu, my father is Huang Gong from Hongxin Trading, you can just call me Xiao Huang."

"Oh! So it's Mr. Huang's son!" Old Xu suddenly realized: "you are young and promising, young and promising, I heard Mr. Huang mention you, he has always been proud of you, alas, compared to you, My incompetent son is too far behind..."

Everyone was courteous for a while, and they got to know each other for a while, and then they separated again.

The door of the room was closed, and Old Xu burped a little self-deprecatingly: "It's just so tiring to do a small business... Ah Hao, I know you look down on these entertainments, but if you have the ability in the future, you can really not If you pay attention to these entertainments, that's really powerful—you just show yourself in front of me and your younger brothers and sisters, don't let outsiders look at you and underestimate you for no reason."

Xu Shao's face was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything.

The skinny girl's eyes flickered for a moment, she stopped talking, and picked up the teacup in front of her to sip.

Clouds piled up outside the window, faint thunder sounded outside the distant horizon, and the dull rumbling sound of the explosion rolled in.

Old Xu raised his eyes and looked out of the window: "This day is really strange, the sun is shining in the morning—Ah Hao, go and close the window, your sister is being blown against and you don't know what to look at!"

Young Master Xu glanced at the youngest girl sitting by the window. Her hands were huddled in the sleeves of the down jacket. The down jacket was already shriveled from washing too many times. Seeing his gaze, the little girl squeezed out a A big smiling face, and then involuntarily sniffed.

Xu Shao looked away in a little panic, and quickly got up to close the window.

But before closing the upload window, he looked down and saw a thick black red flag car stopped at the door.

The person in the driver's seat got out of the car, walked around, and then seemed to notice something, and looked up.

Young Master Xu subconsciously closed the window and retracted his head.

"..."

Xu Shao, who sat back in his seat, thought for a while, grabbed a piece of shredded yam with his chopsticks, dipped it in cold water, and wanted to bring it to his mouth, then stopped, his eyes showed a bit of hesitation.

He put down his chopsticks and said softly, "Dad, I just...seemed to see someone."

"Alone? Who?" Old Xu looked at his watch: "Although their Watan Huadiao Chicken does take time, why hasn't it been served for so long..."

"Maybe... Ai Rulong." Xu Shao hesitated: "I mean——his car stopped below just now, and that should be his license plate."

There are a lot of luxury cars in Dongshan City, or wherever there are a lot of luxury cars, the car alone may not be able to tell a person's social status.

But looking at the license plate is often too reliable.

No matter how luxurious the vehicle is, if you see a red flag car with two small national flags on the front of the car on the road, it will be a shame.

Ai Rulong's license plate is not conspicuous in Dongshan City, it is not the so-called license plate with more or less consecutive numbers-in fact, that kind of license plate is just like that in the eyes of higher-level circles, and it can prove something. But that's all there is to prove.

The true top-level identity certificate of the Republic is the license plate starting with AG6 of the Imperial Capital, followed by the A8 license plate of the Imperial Capital, and then those so-called serial number plates.

Old Xu looked over subconsciously: "Are you sure?"

"I...I don't know."

"...Well." Nodding, Lao Xu was noncommittal, just at this time the door of the private room was knocked, and the waiter who served the food brought the food, Lao Xu also grabbed the chopsticks: "Eat first, let's talk after eating."

"..."

PS: I'm writing, I'm writing, I can't do it, I can't do it.

PS2: Definitely tomorrow, definitely tomorrow!

Chapter 695 0684-The Internet is suddenly disconnected, and people are in an Internet cafe (When did your otter sister dove you?

Time always waits for no one, it just flows slowly.

Some places are sunny, some places are thundering, and some places are covered with dark clouds, and the mountains and rain are about to come.

Europa is experiencing a warm winter that they have rarely seen. The average winter temperature in Moscow has reached three degrees above zero. Although this temperature is already a large-scale magic AOE that can chill their hearts for children in the southern part of the Republic, but For those in Moscow who are used to being accompanied by ice and snow in winter, drinking vodka to enjoy the temperature of minus [-] degrees, this is already an extremely cold winter day.

The owner who sells fur coats and snowboards wants to cry, and the staff who originally planned to build an ice skating rink and a dog sledding field also look at the ice with a shovel and seem to be doing nothing. When the Kremlin was coated with a layer of gold, a tourist with a relaxed expression was ushered in on a square in front of the Kremlin.

If it is a man, maybe the facial lines are a little too soft, but if it is a woman, the figure of the other party is a bit too tall, maybe it is only after wearing clothes that the shoulders appear broad, but no matter what, this is still a contradiction people.

It has both an old temperament and a young appearance, tough like a man, but soft like a woman.

Someone came over, wearing a rather thick bearskin coat, with a very ugly expression: "What did you do before?"

"What did you do?" The Great Demon King let go of his hand in doubt, and watched the pigeons that had been pecking at his palm just now fluttered and flew into the clear sky: "I just came here, and I didn't do anything."

"I'm asking about before! Before!" The man in the bearskin coat roared in a low voice, "You actually went to touch that red dragon queen in the Jiazi domain?!"

"Oh, that little thing." The Great Demon King thought for a while: "If I say that the remnants of the Holy Cross did it, would you believe it?"

"you--"

"I'm here to get things." The Great Demon King smiled beautifully, but his eyes were also cold: "There are some things that you shouldn't ask, and it's best not to know."

"..."

The man in the bearskin coat twitched his cheeks, took a deep breath, took out a small box from the inner pocket of his coat, and handed it over.

The Great Demon King took it over and took a look. Facing the sunlight, he could see that there was some kind of crystal clear powdery object inside, which refracted a rainbow-like halo in the sunlight and flowed in it.

"It's so beautiful..." The Great Demon King sighed, "Who would have imagined that such a beautiful thing could take the lives of those who exist on a high ground?"

"This thing consumes too much energy." The man in the bearskin coat had an ugly expression: "Since we carried out a transfer last time with the help of Bob Mellon blowing up the weapon storage base, it's hard to be like before. Obtaining energy supply on a large scale, and during this time we have been targeted by official people, and someone is following us."

"Just use a little electricity."

"A little electricity?!" The man in the bearskin coat looked annoyed at the expression on this guy: "It takes nearly 300 million kilowatts of electricity to prepare one gram of this kind of sigh dust! This is almost a day for an entire modern city." The power consumption is too much! You call this a little bit?!"

"That's why I asked you to work here." The big devil put away the small box: "After all, only such a huge country can support so many industrial power supplies, isn't it?"

"But we can't hide it! All the high-level officials we infiltrated before... you know, tomorrow, the emperor will ask the entire government to resign. The State Duma has already passed this request through internal consultation, and it will be made public tomorrow. gone."

"Heh...then those who don't want to be fired, and those who want to be replaced?" The Great Demon King thought about it with great interest, and nodded with a hint of praise: "Yes. , There will be a change of term in a while, and he wants to amend the constitution so that he can still maintain his actual power when he changes positions."

"I'm not talking about those!" The man in the bearskin coat growled violently: "Our previous efforts! Those people we recruited! Now they are all gone!"

"There will be." The Great Demon King looked up at the sun in the sky: "There is never a shortage of ambitious people in this world, and there is no shortage of people who are eager for profit. There will be everything."

"That said, but... I need money. If you want to continue to maintain the work here, I need a lot of capital to operate."

"Well, I know, but I'll send someone else over."

"you--"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you." The big devil looked down at the man in the bearskin coat: "Your work has been completed, and I am very satisfied, so if there is a chance, see you in the next life."

"...What do you mean?" The man in the bearskin coat looked at the tourists around vigilantly: "This is not a place where you can be presumptuous, this is the Red Square!"

"I know, of course I know, I even know that you chose this place for your poor sense of security."

This square located in the center of Moscow, the capital of Russia, is the oldest square in Moscow and the most significant square. Whether it is a large-scale celebration of an important festival or a historical memory of going directly to the front line after the military parade, you can find it here trace,

The Great Demon King looked at the ancient stones on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth, and snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, the entire Red Square seemed to be frozen. Tourists who were walking around, taking pictures and laughing everywhere looked over one after another, and then some left with blank faces, and some walked this way with blank faces, as if... just Like a whole huge school of fish that converges suddenly and then changes direction.

The man in the bearskin coat looked at the tourists who were approaching in shock, and wanted to move away. He subconsciously turned his gaze to a guard not far away, shouting something in Russian.

But the guard just looked at him indifferently, then turned away, pretending he didn't hear anything.

The man in the bearskin coat was surrounded by a group of tourists. After struggling for a while like a drowning man, he disappeared into the colorful crowd without a sound.

The tourists walked away, but the big devil continued to stay in place to feed the pigeons that flew over.

After a while, probably disgusted with this kind of leisure activity, the big devil found a bench and sat down, and took out the box again.

There were actually not many powders in the box. She poured some of it out and put it in the palm of her hand. Feeling the invisible pressure she was under like heavy water pressure, she couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, and put it back again.

"Dust of sighs...the sighs of gods, what a terrible thing."

Shaking the small box, the big devil's eyes flickered with brilliance, and he murmured, "How will you deal with such a novelty toy?"

As he spoke, the Great Demon King turned his head to look in the direction of the Republic, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone——

"The messenger of justice, or in other words, the god of the world..."

……

……

"In the era of cold weapons, natural evolutionists are actually no different from gods."

In the smooth-moving Mercedes-Benz Spinner nanny car, Spicy Chicken Shreds was talking to the khaki-colored Yujie sitting opposite: "So there is a big problem with your idea of ​​restricting her, and you have obtained the kind of beauty that surpasses ordinary people. After the power of imagination, people's mentality will always change, just like a spring, the tighter you press, the more terrifying the momentum that will explode one day."

"But she's not a spring." The khaki-colored sister supported her chin with one hand, and sat lazily on the side of the seat: "Even... her thinking is more mature than ours, and I'm not sure whether my limitation is myself Meddling is her expected self-reminder—can you imagine that feeling? In fact, she sees everything you do, but she doesn’t say it, and even cooperates with your performance to make you Feel like you're doing something meaningful, not a puppet she's playing on a string."

"No, I can't imagine it." Spicy Chicken Shreds stuffed a spiked potato into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's always been me who treats other people like marionettes."

"...Forget it, I can't tell." The khaki-colored sister Yu turned her head and looked out the window, her tone somewhat sad: "Maybe this is fate."

"Hey, hey, can you stop acting like you feel sorry for yourself?" Spicy Chicken was a little dissatisfied: "You know I know your real identity, compare your picture in my mind... um, how should I put it , Gu Ying... Gu Ying what..."

"Guying self-pity?"

"Yes! Feeling sorry for yourself!" Spicy Chicken nodded: "Do you know how disgusting you look to me when you look at yourself now? You are a man! Why are you more a woman than a woman?"

"If you change your identity, you have to carry it through to the end." The khaki-colored elder sister didn't take it seriously: "If you can't even deceive yourself, how can you deceive others?"

"Oh, then you might as well replace your memory." Spicy Chicken Si mocked, "Shall I make up a memory of a woman's life for you?"

"It can't be done to that extent now."

"I know it can't be done, but part of the memory implantation can already be done." Spicy Chicken Shreds said, thinking of something, put down the cheap disposable paper bowl in his hand: "Speaking of which, we took over before There is a problem with the virtual reality technology of Holy Cross."

"what is the problem?"

"The main reason they developed this technology is not..." Spicy Chicken Silk considered it for a while: "It's not for business or entertainment—it's just that some things are scattered, and I haven't fully integrated them yet, so I don't understand what they want to develop. "

The khaki-colored elder sister raised her eyebrows: "Military?"

"It's kind of like, but not quite, it's too messy." Spicy Chicken Silk sighed: "We only got the technology, but didn't get the original development log and their research records. The Holy Cross must have plotted some kind of greater, or more dire purpose."

"It sounds very powerful." The khaki-colored sister frowned and thought for a moment, then sighed: "I probably understand why the Holy Cross was uprooted. If they really plan something subversive, the official is indeed There is no way to let it go any further.”

Whether it is the "Holy Son Project" or "artificial god-making" or the current "virtual reality" that can't see its original purpose, it is obvious that the ambition of the Holy Cross has been revealed, and it even wants to subvert the existing one. order, re-establish the framework of the divine right of kings in the Middle Ages, and restore the high status-even if it cannot be made public now, it is still possible to be a shadow Holy See that hangs over Europa.

Looking at it from another point of view, Europa's officials can bear it if they are eradicated after reaching this point...

"Among the companies we invested in and acquired before, there is one very interesting." Spicy Chicken Silk thought for a while, then put his hand behind him: "Information."