Don’t read this chapter yet, it hasn’t been revised yet
It was just after the beginning of autumn, and although the weather was still sultry, before seven o'clock, the sky was already painted with deep black.
A cluster of private houses in the west of the city were dotted with lights. The residents here had finished a tiring day and were enjoying the rare warmth at home with their families.
However, they would never have imagined that just beneath their house, thirty meters underground, a huge underground fortress was lurking quietly like a giant steel beast.
People were coming and going in the fortress, and they were busy, but there was no unnecessary sound. They were all wearing standard black clothes, with a delicate leaf embroidered on the cuffs, and they were like robots repeating their work accurately, maintaining the
Operation of the entire fort.
In a tightly guarded secret room in the center of the fortress, the owner of the fortress and his senior officials were sitting around a huge oak round table.
The person occupying the high position is a majestic middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes, a lion's mouth and a broad nose. Although his face is rough, if someone looks closely, he will find that his skin is delicate and smooth, no worse than that of young people. Obviously
She has been pampered for a long time, and there are only subtle wrinkles and slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
The slightly baggy eyes still inevitably betrayed the age of the owner. He leaned back on the chair and took his time stroking an old-fashioned ring on his finger. He seemed careless, but occasionally he raised his eyelids and glanced across the room, sending chills all over him.
Like a tiger that chooses people to devour.
To his right, sat a beautiful young woman with a baby in her arms. She was wearing a sapphire blue dress tailored by a top designer. She was chic and elegant. She didn't have many jewelry on her body, only a delicately designed platinum ring on her chest.
diamond rose brooch,
It was just right to show the noble taste of the owner without overpowering the guest. But at this time, she had a sad face, and there was unconcealable trembling in her eyes. She hugged the baby in her arms tightly with both hands, as if holding a baby in her arms.
Holding a life-saving straw.
The baby seemed to be infected by his mother's emotions. For the first time, he didn't cry. His big eyes moved around, and his little hands hugged his mother tightly, not daring to let go.
In addition to middle-aged people, young beautiful women and babies, the other people sitting around the table seemed strange. Among them were gray-haired old people, burly men, and childish teenagers.
It's just that whether he is an old man, a strong man or a young man, his face is obviously different, but it feels like he is the same person, as if he is the same person.
Except for the sound of breathing, there was no sound in the huge secret room. Except for the middle-aged man who took the main seat, everyone else was as motionless as stone statues. Even the air seemed to have become solidified.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids, and a deep voice broke the dull air: "It's time."
The other people in the secret room instantly broke away from their stone statue-like state and looked at the same place with bright eyes.
Under the focus of everyone's attention, the middle-aged man stretched out his hands, palms upward, and placed them on the table. In the palms of his hands, dark red light traces appeared out of thin air and intertwined with each other to form two slowly rotating ancient seals.
On the top floor of Taigu Hotel, Zhao Huainan put down the tablet in his hand, stood up and rubbed his eyes. All the information related to Youxiong was collected on the computer screen, and the side was filled with various analysis notes.
Zhao Huainan walked to Lou Jun, who was punching the air in the other corner of the room, and called out: "Lou Jun."
"Should we start?"
"Um."
Lou Jun picked up a big fluffy towel and wiped the sweat on his face. "I'll be right over."
Zhao Huainan nodded, walked to Lu Weishuang, who had been sitting quietly and meditating, and whispered: "Miss Lu, I have to rely on you again."
Lu Weishuang slowly opened her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "You should know why I am participating in this deer-chasing game. I am not here to cheat gods and ghosts with you. How long do you plan to keep fooling me like this?"
"I have some new ideas, which may lead to a bright future, but I still have to get over the current matter first." Zhao Huainan said with a smile, his tone was both flattering and embarrassing.
, even more helpless.
"Hey." Lu Weishuang sighed, said no more, and walked straight to the conference table with Zhao Huainan and sat down.
At this time Lou Jun had also come over. However, before he could sit down, Lu Weishuang covered her nose with disgust and said: "It stinks. Please don't come within ten meters of me, Mr. Muscular Idiot."
"Ah?" Lou Jun spat, about to retort, but Zhao Huainan quickly patted his shoulder to comfort him.
"Oh, it's begun." Lu Weishuang rarely took advantage of the victory and narrowed his eyes. His whole feeling instantly became ethereal, as if he was no longer in the world due to the mist.
She stretched out her right hand, palm upward, and an ancient seal composed of dark red light marks slowly formed in her palm.
In the rolling hills southeast of the city, a quiet and elegant villa is hidden among the lush greenery.
With the villa as the center, there are densely intertwined hidden sentries in circles, forming a three-dimensional defense network without any blind spots.
The mountain scenery was hazy and the night breeze was slightly cold. On the balcony to the south of the villa, Hua Huo and a tall woman were overlooking the mountain scenery in the night breeze.
"The mountains are covered with faint clouds, and the sky is sticky with decaying grass. Qin Shaoyou uses paintings as lyrics, picking them up at his fingertips, and they become interesting naturally. This opening alone makes people unable to help but cheer." The woman recited a line from Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang" and gently used her hands.
He patted the railing and sighed sincerely.
The night wind ruffled her short, ear-length hair, and the mountain color dyed her side face a bluish hue. Her appearance was too strong for a woman, and her sharp lines were inherently aggressive and oppressive. However, she
That pair of eyes that are always clear and sincere diluted this aggression and turned it into an awe-inspiring grace.
"Outside the setting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and flowing water surrounds the isolated village. These three sentences are all paintings, and they are better than paintings. They are truly the work of a famous artist and will last forever." She looked at the words and sentences in front of the mountain scenery, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh when she was interested:
"It's a pity that such a term is used to develop weapons. It's really a disgrace to the scenery."
"Hanabi, you said yes or no. Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I was just saying what I felt, and I don't want to complain about it."
Hua Huo smiled: "That's true, why apologize."
"Oh? Is it going to start so soon?" The woman's expression suddenly changed, she stretched out her right hand, and a dark red seal with interlaced light marks appeared out of thin air.
"Hua Huo, you go to the conference room first. I'll send someone to ask Fu Xian and Uncle Zhang to come over."
At the estuary in the west of the city, a large luxury yacht was moored quietly on the shore.
The lights on the yacht are brightly lit, blooming with dazzling splendor in the thick night, like a moving palace on the sea.