As a fighting nation, the Northern Bear Country has numerous small mercenary groups, large mercenaries, and private guards, and its killer network is well-known at home and abroad.
Whenever the elites in Western Europe talk about the Black Widow, they can't help but change their expressions upon hearing it.
Because capital has always been bloody, when you ascend to power, you will surely step on the blood, sweat and bones of others. The only people in the world who do not have hatred are probably newborn babies.
Therefore, what they are most taboo about are killer families like Telekin who do not follow common sense.
You have no idea who the good guys are and who the bad guys are.
After all, even the most loyal subordinates can turn against you.
Even the seemingly kind and upright priest might pull out a submachine gun from his robe in the next second.
"News from Mrs. Telekin, family council?"
"Haha, something interesting is about to happen."
In the country of Yitali with a warm and pleasant climate, on the Apennine Peninsula, a kind-faced priest stretched out his hand to touch the forehead of the praying person, and said in a gentle tone: "Heavenly Father treats everyone equally, and he will forgive you."
"Thank God, thank Father Keynes."
The praying person looked pious and returned with satisfaction after receiving the baptism of his soul.
Silence returned to the prayer room. The kind-faced priest took off his cassock and walked to the back room, revealing his broad shoulders and burly body.
Forty years old, with gentle eyes, brown hair and short beard.
After stepping through the back door, he put on his sunglasses and leaned over the candlestick on the table. The burning candle melted silently when it met his palm.
When nearly half of the white candle had melted away, he pulled it out.
A slender and soft rapier appeared. He elegantly wrapped the rapier around his waist and walked out of the small church.
This is the countryside, and it's peaceful and peaceful outside.
Keynes smiled and walked into a nearby grocery store.
Ten seconds later, a roaring monster pickup truck drove out fiercely.
Keynes, who was wearing sunglasses, had a faint smile on his face. With a kick of the accelerator, the speed of this specially modified pickup truck exceeded 100 kilometers per hour in 2.5 seconds, roaring into the distance.
"I still prefer Satan to God."
"Because killing can make the good ones enter heaven faster."
Keynes' cheerful voice seemed so inconspicuous amid the roar of the pickup truck.
More than ten people hiding in Eurasia have received news from the cold city of a thousand summits.
Without exception, these people are all crown-level killers.
Some of them are carrying out emotional assassinations, some are wiping off the last person's neck to create a scene that no one can see, and some are expressing their disdain without concealment.
But the final decision they made was the same——
Put down what you are doing and join the family council.
It's just that the methods are slightly different. Some attend virtually through the holographic conference room, while others go in person, such as Father Keynes.
Such active participation is of course not because of the unattainable prestige of the Black Widow Ekaterina, but because this rule... was precisely formulated by the crown-level killers.
They have neither an employment relationship nor a superior-subordinate relationship with the Telekin family. In a sense, they are a community of interests.
The Telekin family is considered their only agent.
"What wonderful idea did little Ekaterina come up with again?" This was a joke from a killer codenamed [Cake Chef].
"It's time to find a lover for Black Widow, otherwise women's emotional fluctuations are not so easy to deal with." A killer codenamed "Watchmaker" said calmly.
"Women's emotional fluctuations are the driving force that drives the development of the world." The person who said this was a beautiful woman, with a waist as soft as a snake, and long burgundy hair that made her face more delicate and white.
"I don't like boxing with women. I like to watch Ms. [Mandala] being whipped by men." A man from Nanhan with a single eyelid and a big face was sitting in a private plane, crossing his legs and typing words.
【Mandala】: "I will harass you three times, lovely Gold."
[Jin]: "Haha, you are always welcome."
Relaxed yet murderous exchanges are constantly taking place in the encrypted chat room of Shawang.
120 minutes later, the Telekin Family Council convened as scheduled.
…
Keynes, who was covered in hot steam, sat at a corner of the long table, eating ice cubes with big mouthfuls.
The broken pickup truck was destroyed by Yitali's official guards less than 15 minutes after driving.
Why?
Because what Father Keynes broke into was Yitali's missile silo.
He finally came to the North Bear Country with a missile sponsored by the US alliance.
Of course, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he kicked the missile down when it entered the country.
As for how many people were killed, he didn't care.
Because of the rush, Keynes' body temperature is still around 60 degrees, and these high-quality natural underground spring ice cubes are his best way to cool down.
The long table that can accommodate 24 people only has 10 people seated at the moment.
There are 6 people with the surname Teredin, including Ekaterina Telekin.
The other four people were all dressed in different clothes. They were the [Watchmaker] whose face was covered by a strong aura and whose appearance could not be seen clearly.
A Southeast Asian [Puppet] with a stooped body and a sallow complexion.
Nanhan people who smile like business elites [Jin].
There is also [Hell Preacher] Keynes, who is as tall as a thug in a suit and eats ice.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
A gentle ringing sound rang.
An old man from the Telekin family gently shook the meeting bell, which represented the official start of the parliament.
"Black Widow, what's the important thing for calling me here from the church?" Father Keynes took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.
These 10 ounces of ice made him very satisfied.
[Clockmaker] and [Puppet] neither seemed to like talking, and had no intention of speaking. They just looked at Black Widow calmly, waiting for a response.
[Jin] poured himself a glass of fine Roman-Conti and tasted it with relish.
Now that Keynes has spoken, he no longer has a sense of presence.
Who makes Keynes the most powerful person among the four of them?
Who knows why a top killer's hobby is to be a priest.
In [Jin]'s opinion, the further away from such perverted people, the better.
"A matter of life and death." Today, Ekaterina wore a thick white bear fur coat, and her long blond hair was pulled back into a noble aristocratic hairstyle.
With blood pearl earrings and a cold and arrogant expression, Catherine really looked like a czarina at this moment.
"I'm a little interested, let's talk about it." Father Keynes's eyes lit up.
"At 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, a distinguished guest will come to visit the Tulip Palace." There was no emotion or anger in the black widow's voice.
"That's it?"
[Jin] finally couldn't help but speak. He came all the way to hear this?
