After drinking the blood, the Hongming Knife seemed to have a chill. When Xu Qing wiped the plasma attached to the knife with a towel, he also discovered a problem. The knife was like a desert traveler who had been thirsty for a long time.
Blot up all the blood on the surface and wipe it with a towel. All that comes off are patches of red scabs without even a drop of liquid.
After wiping it casually twice, the knife was clean and smooth. Xu Qing gently scratched the blade with his fingertips. A hint of cold air flowed in along the pores, making him couldn't help but raise his hand. At this moment
There was a rustling sound in the headset, and Ren Bing's deep voice came: "You did a good job, now send Mason to the woodshed immediately. The guy who hijacked the car just now was wearing the latest invisibility cloak developed by the United States. You must be extra careful."
Pay attention to what’s going on around you.”
"Invisibility cloak?" When Xu Qing heard this name for the first time, he couldn't help but repeat it. Does this thing that only appears in science fiction movies really exist?
Ren Bing said: "It is the invisibility cloak. This is a kind of clothing made of special quantum invisible materials. It can achieve the effect of invisibility by refracting the surrounding light. The sound-absorbing devices worn by these invisible soldiers are not absolutely silent.
The keen perception of the ancient warriors completely discovered their whereabouts, so remember not to be careless."
Xu Qing smiled bitterly and said: "I know, I will be careful." The emergency situation just now did not allow for more consideration, so three lives were lost to the Hongming knife. At this moment, when I calm down and think about it, I feel a little guilty.
Come on, he really doesn't want to touch such a bloody mission.
"Qingzi, thank you for saving Yingge. I owe you one more time. When the task is completed, we will get drunk and rest." Ren Bing whispered the last word and immediately closed the line, as if he was afraid that Xu Qing would joke next.
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Xu Qing put the Hongming Knife into its sheath, looked at the car window and fell into deep thought. The red flag car was speeding on the road, but there was silence inside the car. After experiencing a killing, it seemed as if people had become silent.
The Bahamas has the most private islands in the world. Many super-rich people with a lot of money like to buy a habitable island here to build their own small kingdom. One of them, Gannan Island, was owned by a man fifty years ago.
A wealthy man with a mysterious identity purchased it for a high price of 30 million U.S. dollars. After decades of construction, this 35-acre island has become the most mysterious and shining pearl among many private islands.
There are twenty-four hills on the island. On the tallest hill in the middle stands an old castle-style villa. Since the island was purchased by a mysterious rich man, it has become a private domain and all outsiders are refused entry.
Foreign ships off the coast of Gannan Island will run aground and be damaged for various reasons. The more accidents that occur, the less people come with various purposes.
The castle-style villa is brightly lit, and a large table with a diameter of three meters is placed in the circular hall. Six men and women are sitting around the table, sitting in a "嫐""嬲" arrangement. These people are of all ages.
When they were young, the three women's faces were smeared with a thick layer of putty powder, and even the bewitching heavy makeup could not cover up the traces left by the years. What should be wrinkled is still wrinkled, and what should be loose is still loose.
In contrast, the three men are the ones who face reality calmly. The wrinkles on their faces are not covered up at all. Two are bald and one has gray hair, but their eyes are as sharp as eagles, looking forward.
They will show a breathtaking power. This kind of look can only be seen by people who have been in high positions for a long time, because everyone here is a person who can control the situation.
There is the Godmother of Jewish Finance, the Supreme Lord of Freemasonry, the Illuminati Mother, the current leader of Shivaism, the ghost mother of Skull and Bones, and the leader of Bedi Pauly. These are just a few old men and women discussing a change.
Regarding major events in the world economic landscape, these people are the masterminds behind the conspiracy to annex the Rothschild family.
The Rothschild family is a golden beast that has grown for hundreds of years. Even if any superpower wants to overthrow it, it can only dream, but the group of people at the table dare to kill it and eat it.
Gannan Island is one of the places where this group of people gather and plan. It is no exaggeration to say that if the group of people at the table unite to direct several wars, it will be as easy as children's play house.
This group of old men and women decided to attack the Rothschild family after months of planning. Unfortunately, they missed a move and allowed the Masons to escape to China. Now they want to capture him again.
It's not that easy. News that the three invisible soldiers sent have been killed has spread back, forcing this group of old men to get together again and start planning.
An old lady with blond hair and blue eyes stood up. She raised her left hand and waved it away, trying to drive away an invisible fly. The skull ring on the belly of her index finger was particularly eye-catching. She was William Mary, the ghost mother of the Skull and Bones Society.
People in the club like to call her Bloody Mary. This woman is not a vampire, but she has the same hobby as a vampire. She likes to drink human blood, especially the blood of young men. Some people say that the Skull and Bones Society is behind the scenes in the United States.
The real controller, the invisible soldier this time was sent by her.
"You're not so nervous after only three idiots died, right? I can also ask the black boy to send thirty or three hundred people over until we catch Mason's cunning old man." Mary is much older than her face.
The putty powder is much thicker, but the fiery temper developed over a long time is like a resentful woman who was abandoned by someone.
A thin-faced bald old man on the left seemed dissatisfied with Mary's arrogance. He tapped the table with his skinny index finger and said: "It's okay for your black boy to use force to bully those small countries, but he won't do it when it comes to the hard-core Chinese gang."
I'll do it forcefully, I think it's best not to use his power as much as possible, we old guys can't afford to lose face like this."
The black boy refers to a president who was recently re-elected. Speaking of which, he is still Mary's junior. However, these old men and ladies are all dignified people. It is hard to lose the old face of a junior who is repeatedly asked to do things.
Mary snorted, reached out and grabbed an unknown leather bag from the table, opened it, took out a bottle of red drink, opened the lid and took a few sips. A faint smell of blood filled the air. The old woman drank
It was blood, the blood of a real strong man. He drank a few sips, put the bottle on the table, and said sternly: "If you don't find the black boy, how can I let you take the children of the Skull and Bones Society to arrest people in China?"
The bald old man glanced at the blood bottle on the table, smiled coldly and said: "Actually, it's not difficult to capture that guy Mason. Have you forgotten that there is a good friend in China?"