Nine hundred and twentieth chapters divert attention
"Then she can live." Stephanie calmly spat out the bloodiest words, "Knowledge must be controlled. We cannot let people without the ability know more, otherwise it will bring danger to us."
She glanced at her immature secretary, and her look was so terrifying that the blond girl beside her couldn't help but tremble. Dr. Lister's granddaughter Diana Lister used to think that the Immortal City was just the superior of Hydra.
The deep state that organizes and manipulates finance and government for profit is exactly the same as what Hydra, the Nazis, the Rothschilds, Rockefellers, and Wallenbergs do. For a Hydra
This job has good employment prospects, and Hydra's industry is deeply integrated with chaebols. Such a job is equivalent to working in a family business.
However, due to Stephanie's confidentiality work, Diana Lister has always maintained this understanding. Even after seeing Catherine and the chain sword in the White House, it was not until the moment she stepped into the interrogation room that she realized how wrong she was.
Unbeknownst to her, wars were going on under the curtain of darkness. The Eternal City was fighting against multiple terrifying enemies on its own. Both sides drew daggers to bleed each other, waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
Compared with those plutocrats, the Immortal City is more brutal and even life-threatening. Almost all profits are invested in endless wars. The only purpose is to kill the opponent without considering other factors. The master of all wars is Dot.
He nodded and agreed with Stephanie, "You are right, but don't scare Diana anymore. She is already scared enough."
"Unless you plan to throw her on your bed, it's better to maintain an inhumane dominance mode as much as possible." Stephanie has become more and more mean recently, especially when dealing with the little secretary. She seems to really want this idiot
Goose finished his work and left here quickly. "Don't blush, girl, this kind of thing will never happen. Go to work now, unless you want to put on adult diapers for you and then feed you a bottle of hot milk!"
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The blond secretary Diana Science ran away with a blushing face, not forgetting to take her folder with her before leaving.
After the office door was closed, Stephanie came over. She supported the table with both hands and approached the mystic behind the desk. "Now you start lying about being an alchemy golem? I didn't know you took the exam so seriously!"
"It's better than telling the truth. The Battle of Finnbowent brought too much psychological trauma to people." The Mystic Mage raised his eyebrows. It's not that he doesn't understand people's hearts. Naturally, he knew that many ordinary people suffered from the disease after the Battle of Finnbowent.
He had "Superman Fear". Although he made them stand up through orders, deep down in their hearts they could not easily overcome such obstacles, and even became cautious when facing the Imperial Guard.
However, he did not pay too much attention to this matter. The Eternal City does not need to publicize the corporate environment to the outside world. He only needs to ensure that this emotion will not affect their work efficiency. Most of them have personally experienced the Battle of Finnbowent.
Survivors who survive will be ordered to keep their mouths shut to ensure that the existence of extradimensional creatures will not be revealed, but obviously such orders cannot erase the scars of the past.
The Eternal City is in urgent need of a group of psychiatrists, but no one has come to apply.
"And you guys look like you've seen a ghost every time I make a joke. Is my sense of humor really that bad? I don't like a dull work environment. It's torture. But that bottle of brandy does."
It was given as a gift. After all, my absence from school was quite serious. Sir Arnold would only help if it was a valuable enough gift. That cunning old dog, I really don’t understand how he could live for so long. Oh! I almost
Forgot... Check the action report in New York City to see if our special operations team killed a freak in red and blue pajamas who called himself Spider Boy. This is very important. I'm worried that the silly boy will be killed by our soldiers.
Kill him, that would be too bad if that's the case! I originally planned to use a gentler method to deal with him, such as sterilization..."
Stephanie planned the chatty monarch.
"Forced sterilization can never be called gentle, my lord." She corrected Salomon's misconception expressionlessly. "It's just a freak. I don't know if you have thought about it for too long. If you need it, we will kill it.
Kill, if you want him to be used as research material, he will be lying on Maya Hansen's lab table tonight." She said, "You should focus on more important things, such as South America."
"Lara Croft?"
"Camilla has already led people to fight against the mercenaries of Holy Trinity. With the help of our spies, Holy Trinity failed to prevent Lara Croft from boarding the plane to Peru." Stephanie said, "Next we will
The problem can be solved through administrative means. As long as we borrow the name of the US government, we can dispatch the Peruvian government troops to help us. I have already reprimanded Camila, and she promised that she will never take action against the government troops."
"I promise, it's true!" Camilla promised Lara Croft in front of the fire, her black eyes reflecting the jumping firelight. "If you want to escape the pursuit of the Holy Trinity, then you must
Listen to us. Don't complain about how we destroy historical monuments, little girl, the order of the Eternal City is for you to survive. If you want to die, then go to Peru and complete your work before you die. I guarantee that you will never die at that time.
No one is stopping you."
"But you blew up the Sunstone!" Laura complained and poked the canned food next to the fire with the branch in her hand.
"Again!" Camilla rolled her eyes, and even Jonah beside the fire couldn't help but cover his face and let out a long sigh. "The Holy Trinity has dispatched an armed helicopter, little girl!" Camilla only said
Neng repeated, "If we don't take action, you won't even have a chance to do research."
"I know, I just...well, I won't complain anymore!" Lara Croft looked back, "We still have to find a way to get out of here."
Outside the range of the fire, the smashed plane was lying in the dense bushes. The smell of leaked fuel was so pungent that Laura, who was far away from the fire, could smell it. Holy Trinity's pursuit was faster than all others.
As fast as one could imagine, Camilla, who was responsible for escorting her, opened the door of the plane and used the RPG-7 in her hand to make up for the lack of firepower of the small plane - Holy Trinity seemed to have obtained the authority to enter the airspace.
A battle of this scale has occurred on the Peruvian border, but the Peruvian government troops have not appeared until now. Fortunately, this is not Salomon's Gulfstream private plane, but an old light propeller plane - but the plane
The wings of the aircraft were still torn apart by the machine guns of the armed helicopter. She, Jonah, Camilla and Camilla's five men had no choice but to make an emergency landing in the rainforest and walk to the target location.
Early tomorrow morning, they will set off with fuel, food and weapons, covering their tracks while walking two hundred kilometers, looking for opportunities to ask for help from the Eternal City. All they need is an assault transport boat, and all problems can be solved.