The magnificent castle looks like a monster hidden by the night.
Hundreds of acres of surrounding mountains, forests, meadows, and castles are all private property of the Freemasons. This is very common in Britain where land is privately owned. For example, the oldest family in Britain owns 3,000 hectares of private land, which can be passed down from generation to generation and converted into acres.
..With forty-five thousand acres, in ancient China, he was definitely considered a serious landowner.
At this moment, the man who owns nearly 50,000 acres of land is sitting in front of the fireplace chatting with Archdeacon Rogers of the British branch of Freemasonry in Fort Saint-Lyle.
"You have said so much, and it seems that you like that Chinese young man very much."
"Yes, to describe it in Chinese, he has a bright future. Let's not talk about the future, but the present... The power he controls is already amazing. If such a young talent is absorbed into our British branch, he will definitely become our
It will also be a great help for you to compete for a seat in Zion Presbyterian Church next year."
After Rogers finished speaking, he smiled and stared at the person who asked him, the Duke of Berwick, the head of the Berwick family. Although he was only a duke, his status in the British branch of Freemasonry was supreme, surpassing many heavyweight royal members.
The Berwick family.
Over hundreds of years, she has been married to major European royal families.
Together with the Rothschild family and the Wallenberg family, it was once known as the three most important families in Europe.
The most rare thing is that the Berkeley family has been inherited for 850 years. This is a glorious family with a deeper heritage than the royal family. Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" was written for a wedding of this family, and it was first launched
The person who celebrates Thanksgiving in the United States, the person who invented vaccination to prevent smallpox, the Berkeley Square in many European and American countries, the Berkeley International Airport, the city of Berkeley in California, Yale University's Berkeley College, and Harvard University's Berkeley campus are all related to this family.
The influence is evident.
Therefore, the Duke of Berkeley has become the Lord of one of the few non-Jewish branches of Freemasonry. The Lord... is also the president of the British branch with arbitrary power. Next year, the highest authority of Freemasonry, the Elders of Zion, will be re-elected.
He has the ability to find a place.
"Isn't he Chinese? The branch must recruit members according to their nationality..." William Berkeley frowned and stared at Rutgers.
Rogers laughed and said: "He is Chinese, but he broke the law in China, is a murderer, is wanted, and is hiding in the UK. We have the power to absorb him."
William Berkeley, who had not yet looked through the information in his hand, suddenly understood. He nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, I will look at the information carefully to see how this young man named Yang Chen is unusual. If he is really a genius, I will approve his admission."
Freemasonry is very strict in selecting people and must be personally reviewed by the master of the branch. It is not a rich club that can be joined if you have money, nor is it a pyramid scheme organization that collects people. This behemoth hides the dark side of the world and manipulates power and money. It has extremely high
threshold.
"That kid is competing with Otto Rank. It's useless for me to send people to mediate." Rogers smiled bitterly. He was not upset because Yang Chen tore up his autographed letter. He is a young man who is upright and has extraordinary means. He has a normal temper.
There is a Chinese saying: You can do it again and again, but not again and again.
Giving the boy one or two chances would provide room for relaxation and also demonstrate the magnanimity of Freemasonry. Rogers, who loved his talents, secretly thought about it. A deep smile appeared on his old face, as if he was determined to win Yang Chen.
"It's best if it can be put to good use by our Freemasons. If not, don't leave any potential hazards." Old Berkeley said meaningfully, and Rutgers across from him chuckled disapprovingly.
Hidden danger?
No one in the world can threaten Freemasonry.
In the two hundred years since Freemasonry has been growing, it has only been severely damaged by one person, a tragic figure destined to be infamy for eternity...Adolf Hitler.
Devil, wizard, madman.
Heatley in the world's impression.
Perhaps only these three identities combined into one can be worthy of being an opponent of Freemasonry.
Rogers believed that the young Yang Chen was far from qualified.
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Otto Rank Building, fifty-sixth floor.
In the mirrored swimming pool, Otto Rank was playing with six hot bikini beauties. These days, due to the pain of losing his son and a series of bad things, he was not in the mood to touch women for many days.
At thirty-eight years old, he works out every day and takes good care of himself. He is still in great shape and scores three times every now and then, so it is not a problem.
Today Otto Rank saw the beauty with big breasts and fat ass that Prince Hardan brought with him. The evil fire that had been suppressed for more than half a month suddenly came up, and he privately ordered Stanley to get him some top-notch girls in the swimming pool at night.
It's indeed the best, otherwise how could a man like Otto Rank nod and say it's good.
The water in the swimming pool is splashing and full of life.
Top-quality red wine and champagne are placed on the glass round tables next to several lounge chairs.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window is a gorgeous night view of skyscrapers in the core area of London. Bodyguards in black are lined up in a row with their hands crossed and pressed on their abdomens, looking majestic.
Otto Rank temporarily put aside his worries and enjoyed the fun of life. He gradually pulled off the bikinis of the six girls, and the scene became more and more erotic.
The bodyguards who seemed to be looking at them with serious expressions had their throats twitching slightly and they secretly swallowed their saliva.
At the same time, a helicopter flew over the Otto Rank Building. The cabin door opened and a rope was dropped. Then a phantom quickly slid down the rope and landed on the helicopter platform on the top of the building.
The half-crouching Phantom slowly stood up straight, wearing a black motorcycle leather jacket that outlined an extremely hot female S-shaped curve. She wore high heels, her hair was shawl, swaying in the wind, her face was charming and cold-eyed, and she was charming.
It's Mei Ji.
The world's number one female killer.
She opened the box she carried with her, assembled a remote-controlled model airplane, and stood on the edge of the building to control the model. The propeller-type remote-controlled airplane shot out from the building's helicopter platform, flew forward tens of meters, nodded suddenly, and crashed into the fifty-second floor of the building.
Floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the swimming pool.
Peng...the bulletproof glass exploded.
Meiji threw away the remote control, grabbed the rope that was tied in advance, and jumped off the roof.
In the swimming pool, Alto Rank was about to show off his power in the water, when the floor-to-ceiling glass suddenly burst, shocking him and the six naked beauties.
Glass shards were flying everywhere.
Stanley was shocked and threw himself into the swimming pool as fast as he could.
At the moment when the other four bodyguards were caught off guard, Mei Ji fell from the sky, holding a gun with one hand and fired rapidly, causing the four bodyguards to fall to the ground.
Without exception, there is a bullet between the eyebrows.
When encountering a murderer like Mei Ji, even for a master, a moment's hesitation would mean death. However, Stanley, the eager head of the household, escaped by chance.
Meiji, who rushed in, stood firmly on the edge of the mirrored swimming pool, raised her gun and locked onto the stunned Otto Rank, and pulled the trigger.
