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Chapter 863 Emergency Assistance

Mycroft Holmes is not an ordinary civil servant. To a certain extent, he represents MI6, MI5 and the Cabinet Secretary. Sir Arnold, the honorary president of Oxford University, often visits Salomon for dinner because of his recommendation.

Under the sweet talk of his husband, the dim-eyed Sir Arnold already believed that Salomon would become "one of his own" in the future.

Without these powers and channels for obtaining information, it would have been impossible for Mycroft to pull out the nails planted by Salomon in such a short period of time and lead Sherlock Holmes to the final answer. But he did not expect what the final answer would be.

The vampires ran out of the sewers one after another in an attempt to retaliate against the overly arrogant Sherlock Holmes. This result was something Mycroft did not expect, so that he had to call New York for help late at night, and at the same time sent SAS to block the sewers.

Exit. It was not until Salomon arrived that Mycroft breathed a sigh of relief.

He always wanted to assimilate Salomon and win Salomon, a guy with strong external support, as "one of his own". However, Salomon had already rejected him when he was in school. This time Salomon

Meng and Mycroft each have their own demands. Both sides know that the other does not want to make this matter known to everyone, but negotiation is a process of mutual compromise. No matter how reluctant they are, they must compromise with each other.

"Such a conversation once happened between me and Nick Fury. All you asked for was a secret. From the time you met me, you kept probing my secrets. Just like when Nick Fury first met me

Same." Salomon spread his hands and said, "But you still have a choice, Mycroft, I can show you the secret. Nick Fury is dead, and I can only assure you that this has nothing to do with my secret.

.Block messages until I complete the task."

"Then what are you going to do? Fighters can't enter the sewers of London." Mycroft relaxed. He knew that Salomon's appearance meant that the task had been completed. Next would be a long period of wrangling. He was confident that

Having spent decades honing his skills in Whitehall, he would definitely be able to extract some secrets from Salomon.

Salomon knew that he would block the news, but Mycroft pretended not to know that Salomon knew that he would block the news and used it as a bargaining chip. There is absolutely no way that Mycroft would call the Prime Minister now to tell him about the nightmare in the sewer.

He is about to break out. Just like Salomon hides many secrets of his own, Mycroft is also a person who hides many little secrets.

"I have my own way." Salomon pointed to his headphones.

He was very disdainful of the petty tricks of civil servants like Mycroft. It was for these reasons that he refused to recruit Mycroft and refused to join the center of power in this way. As far as he knew, Mycroft was still there.

When I was in school in Oxford, I often visited the Sackler Library, which is a library donated by the family behind Purdue Pharma, which produces OxyContin. The opioid sales license in the UK includes McCoough and the civil service interest group.

figure, otherwise where would he get the money to build an isolated island prison to imprison his sister.

"Let your people go away, my people are taking over there, and I don't want those elite soldiers to die because of this misunderstanding."

"We still have time to talk slowly, Salomon." Mycroft pointed around with his umbrella slowly. When the tip of his umbrella passed in the direction of Salomon, the mystic tightened his muscles.

. He knew that Mycroft could pull the trigger at any time. "This is not a suitable place for conversation. Come with me, a place with a warm fire and sherry is suitable for this topic."

"Sorry, I'm not cold-blooded enough to sit back and watch the soldiers bleed in the front while I sit in the back and enjoy myself. In this regard, the difference between me and the British is quite big." The Mystic Mage responded indifferently. He didn't mind being exposed in the negotiation first.

Weakness, it is more important for him to solve this matter first than anything else. Now SAS is blocking the way, and those elite soldiers will only leave after Mycroft's order. Obviously, Mycroft will not let anyone go.

An opportunity to win the negotiation. He stood there with an unpredictable smile - the current situation is that Mycroft is threatening the kind-hearted Salomon with Sas's life. If Coulson has witnessed Salomon's brutal methods

The team will definitely be dumbfounded when they find out about this situation. Especially Skye, who is now called Daisy Johnson, she might even have the courage to punch Salomon in the face.

"Your sympathy always comes inexplicably, Mr. Damonette."

"A veteran who has participated in many operations to save the world, Mycroft! This is not compassion, but unwillingness to waste such resources."

Salomon changed his attitude and made Mycroft nod repeatedly. "I once said that you are very talented, and it seems so now. Now you also have a moral vacuum, and you adapt quickly. If you don't like it,

As for sherry, we can also taste the wine in the cellar. Or do you want to talk to the manor in Oxfordshire?"

"This is my second time here." Wanda said to Constantine. Behind her was the heavy firepower team of the sisterhood, but no one except Wanda was very willing to talk, so she could only find topics on her own.

."There weren't so many vampires last time. Where did these guys come from?"

Constantine said in a sullen voice, "According to the records..."

"I already know what it looks like in the files. I'm just curious about whether vampires can really reproduce so many?"

"In fact, ghouls, werewolves and vampires belong to the same bloodline, so when only thin blood is inherited, the ugly guy we see will be born." Constantine bent forward and walked forward.

, "I'm obviously not suitable for this environment."

"Go further, you need to guard the main road." Aura interjected, "We need to complete the task as soon as possible. Where are those SAS, let them explore the road ahead."

Salomon was very unhappy. Although he didn't show it, it didn't mean that he wouldn't settle the score with Mycroft.

The vampires in London's sewers are not too much trouble for the Immortal City, which has all its elites. The Immortal City's gunships also brought a few unlucky ones with them when they returned, including Mycroft.

Abandoned SAS members. They witnessed the tragic death of their teammates who were killed by vampires because they failed to receive orders. They boarded the gunship under Constantine's persuasion because they already knew the culprit of this tragedy.

Who are they? They are eager to avenge their comrades.

Mycroft obviously did not expect that Sas's loyalty would appear so vulnerable at this moment.

Salomon pinned him down on the soft chair. This was Mycroft's apartment in the West End. Salomon followed him here without worrying about an ambush. Constantine had already informed him of the situation through the communication system.

Gave it to him, and Salomon also gave Constantine the recording of his conversation with Mycroft, asking him to play it for the SAS players. "A soldier's loyalty will only be dedicated to showing, Mycroft. All day long

The guy sitting in the office won’t understand this sentiment.” He put the sherry glass into the civil servant’s hand and said, “Let’s think about how to solve this problem.”

"But I don't think the conflict needs to escalate to this level. This is a country with laws. You always forget the role of power, Salomon." Mycroft took a sip calmly, "You haven't told me yet.

But what are you going to do with my brother? Please continue, I'm listening."


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