This is a very handsome man. He is a very orthodox Caucasian with blond hair and blue eyes. He can be said to be quite charming.
He was dressed in a simple European aristocratic style. If anyone who understands the European aristocratic system sees it, he will definitely know that this clothes is the standard dress of a baron.
The man in front of me is nicknamed Baron.
Of course, this nickname has now been recognized by many people as his name. As for his real name, many people have forgotten it.
However, everyone knows that this man’s surname is Rothschild, and he is now the patriarch of the Rothschild family.
The Rothschild family was an early family that dominated the entire European continent.
As for why they would locate their family headquarters in northwest Africa, the patriarch of the first generation Rothschild family gave a good answer.
"Europe is just the back garden of our Rothschild family."
These words were very domineering, but no one had the ability to question him.
It is said that some people once questioned and sanctioned this family, so the Second World War broke out.
France was beaten at the doorstep, and Britain was beaten like a dog.
Of course, there is no direct evidence that it was the Rothschild family who helped Hitler form that large and powerful tank force behind Germany's back. However, there is reason to believe that Germany, which had just emerged from the shadow of World War I at that time, would have
Without huge material support behind them, it would be absolutely impossible for them, and they would not have the conditions to build such a large tank force, and then sweep across the entire Europe in a blitzkrieg.
Since World War II, no country in Europe or even the world has dared to question the Rothschild family.
And this family also exists in this world in a transcendent and magical way.
Although fewer and fewer people know him every year, his influence has never diminished.
"open to take a look."
said the baron.
His voice is very thin, so he talks a bit like a woman. However, it can be seen from his Adam's apple that he is definitely a man.
"Yes."
The God of War nodded and inserted the USB drive into the computer nearby.
Not long after, the image of Joe Anthony being attacked appeared on the computer screen.
Although Zhao Gangjun immediately asked the old ghost to destroy the video on the ship after rescuing Qiao Anthony, someone had no choice but to predict this, so when Zhao Gangjun rescued people, the video had been transmitted bit by bit.
When the ghost went to clean up those videos, the video of Zhao Gangjun rescuing people had been completely recorded. Then through several transfers, it got rid of all detection by the old ghost and was sent to the mountains of Morocco. Baron
on the table.
The scene progresses bit by bit, from the moment Joe Anthony runs out of the card-playing room to the time Zhao Gangjun appears, everything is recorded.
In the end, Zhao Gangjun raised his hand and easily controlled the super soldier, while Avril was killed by Zhao Gangjun with one blow and one blow.
"That's the ring."
The baron asked curiously, "What kind of ring is this?"
"According to analysis, Zhao Gangjun was about one and a half meters away from the super soldiers. He raised his hand and the range was reduced to one meter. The central processors of all the super soldiers were destroyed, so you can see that they all stopped. Conservative
It is estimated that the interference range of this ring is about one and a half meters." The God of War said.
"Where did this ring come from?" the baron asked.
"We investigated most of Zhao Gangjun's experiences from the time he graduated from the Hunter School to the present, and found that his ring only appeared after he had contact with a woman named Nami. And that Nami, after our investigation, we found that she
He has a very high academic qualification and has won many awards in mechanical design. Comprehensive research shows that there is about an 85% chance that Zhao Gangjun’s ring was designed by the woman named Nami." The God of War said as he spoke.
Retrieving some evidence and other information on the computer.
The Baron leaned against the sofa. After listening to the God of War's words, he slowly said, "Catch Nami and ask her. Then we will understand."
"We have obtained Nami's location information, and the relevant teams are on their way to arrest her," the God of War said.
"This is really a weapon against super soldiers."
The baron leaned in front of the computer screen, looked at it carefully, and then said, "If this technology is mastered by Zhao Tiezhu, the super soldiers will be completely useless in the battle between the hunter school and the hunter school. This cavalry
, even if it’s wasted.”
"Currently, the R&D department is taking the time to research corresponding counter-jamming equipment."
The God of War said, "The results are expected to be available soon, and if Nami is the inventor of the ring, the results may appear even faster."
"By the way, the U.S. presidential election is about to begin, right?" the baron suddenly asked.
"Yes."
"Since they have lost any effect, there is no point in keeping them."
The Baron said softly, "Withdraw all super soldier projects from the United States and erase any possible traces. Don't let Zhao Tiezhu know that we are the ones pushing the super soldiers behind the scenes."
"Understood." The God of War nodded, bowed and left.
The baron sat on the chair and picked up the mobile phone on the table.
On the phone is a photo of Zhao Tiezhu taken at an unknown time.
In the photo, Zhao Gangjun's face is stained with traces of blood, his brows are furrowed, his eyes are resolute, and his whole person is very domineering.
There was a hint of confusion in the Baron's eyes, and he said to himself, "After so many years, my dear, I will definitely defeat you, and then caress you well."
Baron, gender male, hobby, male, female.
It was precisely because of this hobby that the previous head of the Rothschild family did not consider the baron as the family's successor.
Despite this, the Baron still sat in the position of patriarch.
The life and death of billions of people are in the palm of your hand.
Therefore, in this era, none of the truly top figures are normal.
USA.
Zhao Gangjun drove a second-hand Ford Mustang parked outside the airport.
Lin Xin walked out of the airport.
She came to the United States first. As for the rest of the negotiation team, due to the large number of people and the slightly troublesome visa issue, they had to wait one day to arrive in the United States.
Lin Xin is carrying a luggage bag in her hand. She is different from other women when she goes out. Other women need to bring a lot of clothes, cosmetics, etc., but she basically doesn’t need to. She only needs to bring a few changes of clothes and other things.
Yes, except files are files.
On her feet were a pair of white lace stockings and black high heels, which reminded Zhao Gangjun of the maid's dress in Japanese dramas.
I wonder what it would be like if Lin Xin was asked to put on a maid uniform and call her master?
Zhao Gangrong smiled obscenely, and Lin Xin had already walked in front of him.
"Get in the car."
Zhao Gangjun didn't waste any time and sat directly in the driver's seat.
Lin Xin sat in the passenger seat. As she sat down, her skirt moved a little further to her thighs, making the lace more conspicuous.
Zhao Gangjun seemed to regret not staying in her room to talk to her about mechanics.
"This is some information about Powell and his company."
Zhao Gangjun handed a document bag to Lin Xin, seemingly hoping to divert his attention.
Lin Xin took the document bag and read it intently.
Zhao Gangjun started the car.
Inside the hotel.
Zhao Gangjun opened the door to the room and said, "This is your room, my room is next to it."
"Um."
Lin Xin kept reading the information and didn't pay much attention to what Zhao Gangjun said.
Zhao Gangjun walked to the living room and sat on the sofa. Lin Xin sat opposite Zhao Gangjun, crossing her legs.
Zhao Gangjun actually didn't mean to peek, but the toes of those beautiful legs were less than half a meter away from him, and Zhao Gangjun couldn't help but look at them.
Going down the slender calves, you can see the plump thighs. Further in, you can't see anything because the thighs are clamped.
Zhao Gangjun sighed a little disappointedly, but he saw Lin Xin lift her legs and then change her position.
Just by raising your legs, the scenery is fully displayed.
Damn it, safety pants!
Zhao Gangjun's eyes suddenly widened. Lin Xin was actually wearing safety pants.
Lin Xin raised her head and looked at Zhao Gangjun with a half-smile.
Then he touched his nose awkwardly.
"I've finished reading the information."
Lin Xin put the information on the table and said calmly, "This is a powerful guy. It is very difficult to deal with him. Even if you deal with him, you have to deal with the US government, at least to make them not speak in this transaction.
"
"no problem."
Zhao Gangjun said, "In a few days, the president of the United States will be Joe Anthony."
"Then you have to find an opportunity for me to get to know him."
Lin Xin said, "We should not be too obvious about this matter. For a businessman like Powell, the more obvious you are, the wider his mouth will be. I'm afraid it will be doubled by then, and he may not even be able to get it."
The best thing is to create some trouble for him."
"trouble?"
Zhao Gangjun raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the trouble?"
"Didn't you encounter an attack a few days ago?"
Lin Xin asked.
"That's right!" Zhao Gangjun nodded.
"It's on Powell's boat, right?" Lin Xin asked again.
"yes!"
"Then let's put the attack on Powell," Lin Xin said.
"Ah?" Zhao Gangjun said in surprise, "This attack has nothing to do with him. It was the US government behind the scenes. If it weren't for him, Joe Anthony would be dead."
"Do you still want an aircraft carrier?"
Lin Xin asked.
"think."
Zhao Gangjun nodded.
"Framing, is that possible?"
Lin Xin raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "You are a gangster. You should be very good at this kind of thing, right?"
"Framing..." Zhao Gangjun was a little hesitant. He could frame people who had conflicts of interest at will, but he and Powell were still friends to some extent. It was a bit unjustifiable to frame someone.
"In the face of interests, there are no friends."
Lin Xin's fingers gently tapped the glass coffee table, making a crisp sound.
Zhao Gangjun frowned, then nodded and said, "I understand."
(The fourth update and the fifth update are at 20 o'clock.