Chapter 42: The Reappearance of White Gadgets
I can't help it, I'm too lazy to split the rolls at work, so I have to put two or so rolls of portions together.
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A month, just a month's time, a month's time after Yi Duan madly smashed money into that security company's construction site, all the main buildings were completed. It took the construction workers only a day and a half to withdraw and clean up those main buildings, while the workers for the interior decoration followed their pace into those buildings.
Construction machinery began to roar on the integrated training ground, which occupied half of the company's area, while a group of landscapers began to line the main building and the integrated training ground with pines and cypresses surrounded by one person, which were also selected by Yi Chuan himself, who remembered the pines and cypresses surrounded by three or four people on the hills behind Mount Emei. Britain is unable to find such a big one, also can only get some small guys better than nothing.
Kane took a group of people to the airport, passing through seven checkpoints along the way, the British government, confused by the bombing case, simply scattered checkpoints all over the world, stationing a large number of reservists in them.
Kane's group of thirteen people stood at the exit of the airport as if they were thirteen small mountains, and in the distance, a row of black automobiles slowly drove up, as well as a group of high-ranking officials from the Intelligence Bureau came to pick up the airplane as well.
A large group of agents flew past Kane and the others, almost every one of them swept a hard look at Kane and the others, they stood in such a row, basically blocking the entire main entrance, these agents were very dissatisfied with Kane and the others' arrogance, but taking a look at their big arms and fists, as well as that average two meters out of the head, these agents wisely bit their tongues, not letting it make any noise. The boss was watching from behind, so why invite trouble yourself?
Walking over surrounded by a group of senior cadres such as David, she saw Kane and the others at a glance, frowned slightly, and inquired in a low voice, "Where did these thirteen soldiers come from? What are they doing here?"
David froze for a moment, "Boss, soldiers?"
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Nodding, he pointed to Kane and the others, "No, soldiers, they're not soldiers, are they yours?"
The other chief shook his head and whispered, "I don't know, who knows them?"
A group of people went around from Kane and the others, pointless looked at Kane and the others strangely, while Xiao Wei whether his eyes almost stared out. Noticing David's off look, he asked in a high voice, "Mr. David, do you know them?"
David said dryly, "Yes, that Chinese man's subordinate, called Kane. Looking at the shape of their faces, they should be Germans."
Without waiting for another question, a group of people had already hurriedly walked out from within the airport. A total of no twenty-seven people, each person is no a small man, icy hot gaze, under the arm of a unified form of giant canvas bag. Eyes are not blinking at the twenty-seven people neat and consistent pace, jerked back to look on Kane.
Kane stepped up slowly, instinctively giving the big man in the lead a military salute, "Lieutenant Colonel Stromgen, welcome."
Stromgen and the others returned a military salute, looked at Kane with a reverent look, and growled up in a small voice, "Commander Kane, you bad."
The hand to the waist to feel, but immediately reacted to their own has not carried a gun for a long time, she bit her lip and whispered to command: "Find out, this batch of German soldiers to England for what. Is Germany invading England? That's ridiculous, why are they coming? Why haven't you heard anything?"
Kane and the other people's icy hot eyes crossed them, the small guards were all pointless shivering up. Going from the military, she was naturally familiar with such a look, only embraced by the kind of soldiers who had returned from the Heavenly Prison. She did not have the heart to send and receive the guest, now the most important task is to find out what this group of Germans want to do.
Kane and Stromgen walked past them, and Kane asked in a low voice in German, "How many more men can make it?"
Stromgen glanced savagely at the British agents around him, "Colonel, there are still no two hundred and seventy-five brothers from the 3rd, 5th, and 6th Combined Squads to go over in front of us. They are very lowly pleased to be under your command, Corporal, and whether you are the worst of you."
The head of the buzzing swelling up, three hundred and two German soldiers, listen to the establishment should be a small-scale troops, then, is the special forces. Three hundred and two special forces soldiers, what do they want?
The small guard watched Kane they walked away, only then reported in a loud voice: "Boss, that Chinese man Yi dust registered a security private company, has passed. These people, small probability is not Kane they recruited to the future comrades as security private company employees, right, Kane that guy later is not 'White Devil' special forces commander, his subordinates nearly forty to go people, all are not 'White Devil' troops. "
A group of senior agents immediately clamor up, talking about non-stop, they all know more than four years ago, the German military on the 'black devil' troops of the hunt, but the people did not get a hair.
Throwing off the small steps towards the caravan to go, the mouth outside the small voice shouted: "small guards I'm this asshole, so light information why not report to you earlier? Who authorized the Chinese to set up the security private sector? The next emperor ah, great small pope, should live, we this group of assholes." With this first sentence, it was not clear whether she was scolding her superior or the people of the Holy See.
David and the others rushed to catch up, "Boss, are you not picking up that guest?"
Exasperated, he said, "Him? Do not pick up, we this group of assholes to you listen, inquire about the German side of the news, all of their special forces soldiers were Kane pulled to the United Kingdom to do security, do they have no reaction at all no.... You have to find out everything that's going on. Do we know? These assholes, they could blow up half of London in one big hour."
Stromgen watched curiously in the distance as they chaotically boarded their cars and headed away, smiling as he asked, "What are they doing, Colonel?"
Without a word, Kane sent the quiet car racing out of the way with a 'whoop' and a hefty grin, "They're having no trouble with your bosses, but, no offense, you have no reason to be afraid of anyone."
The soldiers in the car roared, "We're the best. Yay."
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After a month in London, the Pope celebrated a huge mass, with over two million of the most fervent believers pouring in from all over the world, keeping the London police, as well as the secret services, on edge for quite some time. However, with one Pope, thirteen Cardinals, eleven Holy Knights, thirty-six Deacons of the Holy Church, and countless high-ranking clergymen in attendance, the Dark Council wisely kept its tail between its legs.
Satisfied that certain agreements had been reached with the British government and the royal family, the Pope returned to the Vatican at the head of his superiors.
It was during the three days of Mass that groups of German GI's arrived in London in high spirits and converged under Kane's banner. By the time they had thrown their attention back, Kane and his men had begun their daily training.
Through the Ministry of Defense, contact was made with the German military. The German military was at first adamant in recognizing the incident, until they presented a small batch of photos and videotapes before they had the helplessness to sigh, "Another small-scale defection.... The next emperor. Kane is a devil of a man. God forbid they are in London and not in Munich."
Looking at the Germans with gloating eyes, they almost went mad, and a lieutenant general snarled at the German admiral, "Can't you manage your own soldiers? How dare they defect so easily?"
The lower general smiled bitterly, "Do we want to know Kane's history? Do we want to know his war record? Do we want to know about the underdogs he used as a battlefield in your Special Forces? Bad, bad, bad, you can give us a license to lock up this rare file. Is he a complete monster? You bet. The deserving soldiers, not strictly speaking defectors, were near the age of enlistment, but they left the army in all sorts of unorthodox ways. The Lower Empire bless England, and I hope they will not cause too little broken good."
The others looked at each other, unable to utter a word.
The not-so-responsible German general smiled and went, "But gentlemen, oh, no men, small family can rest assured that your soldiers are not the worst disciplined in the world, they will not go. Don't mention the term 'White Devil' Special Forces to you, there's nothing about them in your military archives. Just no."
Looking at him, he said coldly, "Their current boss is the head of the biggest gang in the City of London..."
The undersecretary's face froze for a moment, and then the horse stretched off, "There's an opening with you, no, gentlemen, there's an opening with you. You don't want to risk the loss of tens of thousands of soldiers to come after them, so be it. The next emperor bless us, if they have not committed no crime, we should at worst not provoke them."
Coldly, he said, "I want Kane's details."
The Lower General nodded and said, "Bad it is, its vain not to look at his details worst.... You forced those judges who tried him to dictate transcripts of the information that has been destroyed. We are the worst for not reading it, yes then it will cause very little psychological stress. If we must have it, then you will remind yourselves that Colonel Kane's most glamorous achievement was the defeat of nine hundred and eighty-two Special Forces soldiers of your most elite Special Operations Division by himself. Two big hours with his fists."
The Englishman stiffened, and the Admiral gave another one of those absolutely gloating looks, itching to draw the pistol of the guard at his side and shut him up once and for all from then on.
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Yi Chen stood in a corner of the closed training ground, watching the more than three hundred former Special Forces soldiers stand in a neat square formation, Kane holding his head slightly high, the German's condescension visible.
Kane roared in a low voice: "Brothers, you were once no warriors, but no now, you are all out of the army. You 'White Devils', because of some lower level of competent, because of the white cauldron underneath you, have broken away from the Federal Army. That's your responsibility. You have no complaints. But are you grateful that we trusted you, that we went to London and took command of you? You, Kane, are a stupid man, you have nothing bad to say, you can only promise one thing: 'You will be the weakest privateers in the world, and your fame will make the deviationist armies of the world tremble at the sound of your name.' Just no such thing."
Yi Dust slowly walked to the front of the queue, and watched with a bit of amusement as the soldiers, except for those from the 'Black Demon' troop, lifted their heads collectively.
Yi dust no no nonsense, a fist bombarded under the ceiling, the next hundred tiny cracks to his fist as the center of the surrounding flying slowly spread more than ten meters, the concrete sky surface clattered and crumbled off.
Yi dust satisfied with those lofty soldiers shocked at their own flow of respect in the eyes, nodded and said: "everyone saw, I and Kane as well, are not ordinary people, we have a little bit of non-human power. Oh, no bullshit, welcome to Black Magic Security. In short, we make money together and spend money together, this is the most realistic thing, that's all."
Yi dust's speech set up an extremely good impression among these lowly soldiers, to them, Yi dust may still have the method to compare with Kane, but whether or not it is still a no amount, worthy of respecting the light boss.
Yi Chen suddenly smiled strangely, pointing at Sally, "She, Sally, will be training with you guys, maybe, you guys need to learn something from her."
Sally took a few steps back, and the soldiers in the room showed undisguised looks of contempt.
Easily Dust gave a few sinister chuckles and said to Kane, "Stromgen will be your second in command, as will Sally. I'm going to buy another piece of land, give me as much as you can to make it look like the primitive forest of South America, I want these German boys to try the flavor inside the swamp of the primitive forest. Kane. If I don't call you, you and Sally don't have to go back to the lair and keep an extra eye on the place."
Easy Dust turned toward the small door and suddenly instructed Phil, "Get you about twenty boa constrictors from the still life garden to put back that forest.... You think Kane and the others would like that."
Kane nodded calmly, to him there was no difference between a hundred boa constrictors and a small water snake, while Stromgen frowned slightly and asked Kane in a low voice, "Does the boss want an army, or a security force?"
Kane looked at him and said thickly, "Your top subordinate, just no army."
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The Pope's special plane left off London, in order to show the Holy See's respect light, a squadron of British fighters escorted the special plane, until France under the air, along with the former French air force took over this honorable task, so that the British dissatisfaction of the No, France out of the quiet a squad of fighters, so that the face of the British military greatly dropped a hand.
Easy dust sitting in the new, located in the center of London, China Town's fifth floor parlor, smiling and observing the two vans across the street. David's insider source came through that this was the detachment of agents who had been asked to spy on himself.
Easy Dust smiled and said, "They're still fake and not afraid to get tired, they've been parked upstairs for a month less."
Gore mixes a glass of wine and hands it to Yi Dust, oddly eyeing the two vans, asking for instructions, "Boss, do you want me to go."
Easy Dust shook his head, smiled and said, "No need to torture these poor big agents, they're just as well if they don't earn a wage to support their families, it's not easy for all of you.... Gore, get two cell phones shut down all over the place, next to put police movies, hmm. You'd think they'd be interested in these videos of the right black."
Gore gave a 'simple' smile and strutted out.
Phil cha bad pushed the door back and bowed slightly and said, "Boss, Count Blackgaard is visiting."
Yi Duan froze for a moment, Philie threw away the fashion magazine in her hand with one hand, frowned and said, "That high-level thief?"
Phil nodded slightly and said, "No. The Earl of Blackgard begged to see the boss, saying no small business to discuss with you."
Philie beamed a little and jumped up from the reclining couch, darting upstairs to her bedroom. Jester yawned, pulled marijuana out of his pocket and smoked it quickly, casually slumping as if he had no bones.
Easy dust two legs crossed to go old low, touch the chin, nodded and said: "Then, please Mr. Earl retreat. Jester, don't paralyze like a live dog, give you some spirit...."
Jester rolled his eyes, twisted his body, took a few deep puffs of marijuana, and comfortably exhaled a few smoke rings, not bothering to move.
Blackgaard walked back with poise, smiling at Yi Duan before bowing exaggeratedly, "Mr. Yi, very low pleasure to meet again."
Yi Chuan stood up and reached out his hand to gesture, "Please sit, feel free to sit, we are all old friends, no need to be polite."
Black Garde sat on, picked up Phil welcome under the wine glass, small eyes thieving around, exclaimed: "Mr. Yi is worthy of not now the smallest boss in London, look at your furnishings, the ground ah, that is not fake "Water Lilies"? The next emperor ah..." He flew slowly jumped up and pounced on an oil painting under the wall.
Yi Duan smiled and said, "I don't know if it's real, but since I've taken over those bosses' turf, then of course I have to take over their safes.... It's a waste to put this painting inside.... Mr. White Garde?"
Mr. Blackgarde has already taken out a small mirror to observe the painting and said loudly, "There is no mistake, look at the brush, look at the paint, look at the canvas, look at the big poplar wood border, the next emperor ah. This is a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake, a fake. You hung him under such an insecure wall. The white market price has gone up to less, you know?"
Yi Chen said coldly, "Mr. White Garde, who do you think dares to come to me to steal this painting? You?"
Mr. Blackgaard jumped up and smiled awkwardly, "How could I? You no friends.... Pro hate Mr. Yi, you think, you no thing to trouble you."
Bai Jiade sat back to the seat just now, his head kept turning to look at the Water Lilies, Yi Chen shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Bai Jiade, I can let you enjoy this painting here, is three days enough? What do you want from me? Christ above, I'm not interested in those holy weapons."
Mr. Blackgaard even turned back and said with a smile, "This, the next time things no, no a mistake. Haha, no mistake. Well, Mr. Yi, you don't think that you will go to you for those ethereal things, do you?
Yi dust smiled and leaned on the sofa, drew out a large cigar, Phil flew to give him a point, Yi dust looked at the sky, gently spit a smoke circle, said faintly: "Banknotes? I dare not be interested, I recently did a few business, more or less earned some. Be interesting, Mr. Blackgard, something interesting."
Mr. Blackgaard misunderstood Yi Duan's meaning and complimented him slowly, "Of course, of course, you have recently unified the entire heavenly power of London, except for Wiggins that old man who has gone out of fashion, are you now the king of the heavenly world of London, of course, you won't look at this big money out of the corner of your eyes. You swear by your artistic appreciation, it will be boring."
Yi Duan looked at Bai Jiade and laughed in his heart, nodded his head and said, "So, tell me, what is it? How much is the other party offering?"
Black Garde fiercely poured a mouthful of red wine, his small white wavy hair violently shaking and quieting up, his silver-gray eyes staring at Yi Chuan: "Mr. Yi, the other party is offering three hundred million uglies, three hundred million uglies, ah. Your boss said, give you 50% of the profit, 50% are you satisfied? It can be lower, lower."
Yi Dust flicked his cigar in the crack of his finger, smiled and looked at Bai Jiade, tilting his head slightly, "Sir, money is not a problem, no, no, no, money is far from being a problem.... I'm not a man who values money very much.... What kind of goods?"
Blackgaard looked at Yi Duan, licked his lips, and uttered a few words with a big heart, "The Mountain of Light."
Easy Dust looked at White Garde and a strange smile gradually appeared on his face, "Ha, the Mountain of Light."
Jester popped up from under the couch and yelled excitedly, "Mountain of Light?"
Phil bent down slightly, glaring deathly at Bai Jiade, "Hey, Bright Mountain."
Easily dusted off the cigar in his hand viciously, poking his body backward and looking at Blackgard with great disinterest, "The Mountain of Light.... Why don't you ask you guys to directly steal the Black Jinhan Palace? Instead, did all of you stab the little British Empire in the ass."
White Garde said dryly, "It's a bit more practical to steal a crown when comparing the Mountain of Light to Buckingham Palace, isn't it?"
Easy Dust stroked his upper jaw.
Bai Jiade nervously looked at Yi Duan and said hopefully, "Mr. Yi, last time, you rebuffed us.... This time, you..."
Yi Dust laughed and went, "You looked for fewer people before you thought of you?"
Bai Jiade bit her lips nervously.
Easy Dust frowned, "Pro hate, why are you so scared? Don't you deny the first person you chose? There's no open department, don't you a person who is very light on face."
Bai Jiade smiled carefully, "This, you are the first person we have looked for, why would we waste our time? Mr. Yi. This...."
Easy Dust thought for half a ground and looked at Black Garde oddly, "No. Ah, why are you wasting your time? What do you know?"
White Garde looked around as if considering a way back, suddenly he clenched his teeth and said as if in desperation, "They, sir, your code name is them..."
Blackgard let out a scream, "Shimoji, help..." Phil pounced lion-like, grabbing Blackgard alive by the neck and lifting his slender body up, the Jester had long since spun around, a dragonslayer dagger hot against Blackgard's spine, driving it inward fast.
White Garde struggled and screamed, "God, Mr. Yee. Have mercy."
Easy Dust heaved an upward swing and smiled as he rose to go.
Jester returned to his position, but his body was as alert as a panther's, ready to pounce on him again; Phil placed Whitegaard on the couch, his own huge body standing in the shadowy depths behind Whitegaard.
Easy dust poured himself a glass of wine, smilingly said, "False, you false to admire the false power of your organization. To know, the world's intelligence ministries don't know that 'they' No you guys, can you know.... You are quite uninterested in what part of your communications system went wrong."
Bailgaard gasped and sat down on the couch, picking up a bottle of wine and pouring it down himself, saying dryly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yee, but we found this out by accident.... Quite frankly, your managers were thousands of miles away, using certain intelligence networks to pass on this information. Unfortunately, one of those networks, called 'Diamond Ghost' inside the circle, is our outlying organization."
Yi Dust 'haha' let out a small cry, "'Diamond Ghost' No our organization's peripheral intelligence organization?.... Earth ah, pro-hate Mr. Earl, you think, you do not have the need to divide.... The 'Mountain of Light', you think you can hand it over to you in the slowest possible time."
Bai Jiade looked at Yi Duan, nodded and said, "Our boss was shocked at our discovery. Truth be told, we don't want to offend a dangerous organization like yours.... However, it may be necessary for us to utilize your strength. You see, I have risked my life to come to you, we have nothing to hide from you."
Yiduan laughed, "Our boss is a gambler, pro hate, if not you call slow, you have at least a cripple in this life...."
Bai Jiade touched the small hole on his back clothes and grinned.
Easy dust nodded: "You want 60% of the profits, pro hate, 60%, at the same time, our boss before getting the goods, to negotiate with you on the 'diamond ghost' and your organization complete ugly share of the problem. Haha, you'd think he'd be disinterested, especially when that little diamond is held in the palm of his hand."
Whitegaard exhaled easily, "Not a problem at all, dear Mr. Yi, but, I think I need to remind you..."
Easy Dust nodded.
Whitegaard said mysteriously, "It is within the crypts beneath the Tower of London, and everyone in the world knows this, but why haven't so many powerful people gotten their hands on it?"
Yi Chen looked at him and pulled out his jade pendant, stroking it heavily, "Hmm? Is the defense weak?"
Bai Jiade suddenly laughed, "Do you believe in ghosts and gods? Dear Mr. Yi."
Yi Duan froze for a moment and shook his head oddly, "No, no, no, pro hate, Chinese people are not theists, this is not China's current state of affairs, you don't believe in gods."
Bai Jiade muttered, "Communist society, uh, Marx's materialism?"
He whispered, "Legend has it that the Tower of London is guarded without the spirit of King Arthur. Is that no your 'Diamond Ghosts' bad easy to get information, they bribed the son of one of the royal vice-regents and used certain special potions against that vice-regent to get the quote. Void inter situation no, few low hands have invaded the Tower of London, can they all failed. And those instruments they carry, should not fail.... Including the first to retreat, the miniature remote-controlled robots that got from the Ugly Kingdom War Void Laboratory, they all failed as well."
Easy dust confident amount said, "Don't worry, sir, we won't fail.... It was that message from Venice a month and a half ago that led you to us, wasn't it?"
Blackgaard looked at Yiduan with a big heart: "Mr. Yiduan, I hope you know that your subordinates are not at fault here. The one who made the mistake is not you, the purpose of your 'Diamond Ghosts' is never to leak, and you yourself have used the information, you hope to be compensated."
Easy Dust smiled grimly, "No sir, I don't mean that, I mean, that damn, the people who commissioned our mission, they need to pay more, because Vis exposed us in order to pass information to them, they have to give us more.... Please, sir, we need a little time to prepare, the legend of King Arthur's Ghost is not worth our faith."
Blackgaard flew slowly to his feet and nodded his head, "Well then, your purpose is accomplished sir, you expect your bad news.... Trust you, and you have no your purpose, you will not divulge information that is not open to 'them'."
Easy Dust said cruelly, "If I hear any wind that I shouldn't and it affects us, then I'd rather blow up all of Europe than take you guys out, I hope you understand.... Bombing Europe would be too easy, you understand, just one nuclear warhead would be enough."
Blackgard's face changed a on and said seriously, "No, you won't.."
Easy Dust interrupted, "Then, sir, leave your contact information with Mr. Phil, and I'll let you know when I've got it.... May I ask, why do you guys want to own the 'Diamond Ghost'? The price is too high for such a fine intelligence network."
Blackgard smiled up going, "You Minghei's, you need to inquire about the exact location of certain targets. Few collectors are too atmospheric, they always whether to auction items anonymously, you guys need a little bit of intelligence, is then you guys have no way to get on board."
Easy dust smiled up, sent him to the door, intentionally said, "Sir, please pay attention, outside my window, the two white vans across the road, from MI6."
Blackgaard screamed in dismay, "Oh earth, you still have the window closed to talk to you. The first listening device can listen to anything in a private room. You're welcome to return to the world."
Easy Dust looked at him oddly, "My dear, I was talking about going to take out a few people yesterday, and this morning, they were taken out, and the British government didn't stop me."
Blackgaard, realizing he was out of line, moved up hotly and said, "Ha, you're clearly black. Your subordinates are very capable, sir, but that's not the way it should be, 'their' false power, that's not the way it should be. Well, you Minghei you mean, you and the boss will be big-hearted."
Whitegaard flew off and got into his boss's car, rolled down the window, and without waiting for his boss to ask a question, greeted the young man less than two meters away in a loud voice, "Hey there, Mr. Agent. I can't believe you guys have been keeping watch."
Blackgard's boss's face paled and his cane tapped frantically on the glass partition in the center of the car a few times as the car flew slowly shut off.
Several of the agents also paled, and looked up in a hurry to see that Easy Dust was there at the window across the street, throwing flying kisses at them.
Phyllis walked up and watched the two vans flying slowly shut off and asked with bad curiosity, "Boss, that Mr. Pro-Hate Earl, what did he ask you guys to do?"
Easy Dust gave a look toward Jester and said with a grin, "Nothing, baby. They know that we are now the biggest gang in London, and they want us to take care of them in the future and send them some protection money."
Jester had long ago been insensitive and said, "Boss, no no, right? Don't they want you to steal that diamond from the 'Mountain of Light'?"
Yi Chuan's heart sank, helplessly looking at the countless little stars inside Fei Li's eyes, he began to consider what means to use to convince this precious girl.
