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01550 The messenger of God (seven)(2/2)

Leaving the quarantine area, the outside world becomes even more chaotic.

There was no sign of this sudden rebellion, and even those who resisted died without knowing why they were killed. The ranks of the rebels, or rather... revolutionary armed personnel, gradually grew, and they soon occupied the first place.

More than 80% of the area of ​​the central axis is underground. When they came to the guard position near Area A, the rebels stopped their previous overwhelming attack and turned to confront the guards of the first central axis.

But what the commander would never imagine is that the real battlefield is not underground at all, but at the top of the "Beacon Council".

Compared with the blood and blood in the underground world, the power struggle between high-level officials seems to be more dignified.

The silver-haired man sat at the head of the table. He was spinning the coins on the table, and there were many solemn-looking subordinates standing beside him. In the conference hall, the number of people who had been executed reached nineteen, and the rest were hesitant.

Or there has been an obvious defection.

"Sir's meaning is very clear. You have already done most of what you should have done before. Now it is time to hand over the power and let us continue our unfinished business." The silver-haired man said softly.

The Korean uncle who was covered in cold sweat immediately smiled and said: "What you are saying is, in fact, we have been thinking about it a long time ago. Since you have made sufficient preparations, should we take the initiative to hand over the rights? But now it seems that it is

We were not conscious enough and made Mr. unhappy."

The silver-haired man glanced at him and laughed: "Jin Dajun, are you really a loyal dog? You turned your back so quickly?"

The core members of the Beacon Council are mainly composed of dignitaries from various countries. Jin Dajun, who is the Minister of Internal Affairs of the North and South Korea, is one of them. This old man who is over fifty years old is said to have been prosecuted for allegedly molesting a female subordinate before joining the Beacon Council. If not for this

He might have already been involved in any sudden disaster.

Now sitting at this conference table that almost represents the pinnacle of human rights, Jin Dajun's sudden defection is not surprising.

On the contrary, the ambiguous attitude of some staunch defenders makes people think... Although Jin Dajun is not a good person, he is indeed a top student at Seoul National University, especially in social management and other fields, and has made amazing achievements. As for some personal aspects

The stain does not prevent him from making judgments and choices that are more beneficial to him at any time.

Like today, most of the dozen members of the Beacon Council who have been killed are soldiers who are unlikely to succumb to the rebels. They come from all over the world, and most of them are from China, Russia, and the European Community. Most of these military attachés have been killed now.

The attitude of the remaining civil servants was ambiguous, and Jin Dajun probably understood that he had to show weakness if he wanted to protect himself.

Hearing the silver-haired man mocking himself like this, Jin Dajun smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Changkong, I just assessed the situation and made the right choice. You must not have planned to kill everyone, right?"

The silver-haired man's full name is Changkong Haoyi. His origin and background are currently very unfamiliar to everyone at the long table. Only a few people know that Changkong Haoyi is the Takahashi Yin who caused two major disasters.

He is not a warrior of the country, and he does not disdain to be loyal to the so-called revival of the empire, but this does not mean that he is a good person.

On the contrary, in the eyes of many people, Changkong Haoyi is simply a demon walking in the world.

After listening to Jin Dajun's words, Changkong Haoyi smiled slightly. He looked at the others and said: "What our husband means is very simple. Before the world becomes a dead end, it is better to have a complete carnival. At least in this way, everyone can face the doomsday."

It won’t be that painful. Of course, I might be wrong, but it doesn’t matter. The ending is the same anyway. You just have to do everything you should do according to Mr.’s wishes.”

There were more than a dozen heavyweights sitting at the conference table, but Shang Junxiao, who was first responsible for the human rescue plan, was the only one missing. Everyone seemed to have consciously forgotten this big shot, including Changkong Haoyi, who didn't care about Shang Jun either.

Where did Yao go?

"So what sir, what you mean...is to spread divinity into every shelter?" The person asking the question was a senior political figure of the European Community, and he asked his doubts in proficient Chinese.

Changkong Haoyi glanced at him and said with a smile: "No, no, no, you have more important things to do before that."

"What's going on?" the senior dignitary asked.

"To uproot the power of the four major families, it is best to clean out the 'old gods' they have hidden." Changkong Haoyi chuckled.

"What?! Will sir issue such an order? This is impossible! The four major families are deeply rooted and each has its own plan. The Su family occupies the place of origin, and Hua Sheng Fengmao controls the top aerospace industry in mankind.

And military technology, as for the other two families... you have been trying to clean it up for so long with no results, why do you think we are capable of it? "

Hearing this, Changkong Haoyi suddenly stood up and said: "That's a good question. Sir, I'm also very confused as to why the four families are still in this situation. The four families are still like cancer and are difficult to clean up. Humanity has clearly defeated cancer and cancer with the help of God's power."

AIDS, but I did not expect that what is more terrifying than these two once incurable diseases is the cancer of capital... To be precise, it is the system... the absurd, shameful system and human beings' own ignorance and ignorance..."

A kind of senior dignitary was puzzled by what he heard.

Changkong Haoyi seemed to be possessed by a demon. He murmured to himself: "Yes, yes...it is the system that is protecting them, it is those old and decadent things that are shackling the whole world. Human beings should be more noble...

…I understand…Are you worried that you are not strong enough to fight against them?”

The senior dignitary who asked the question earlier nodded in fear and said: "Uh... yes..." He didn't even dare to look directly into Changkong Haoyi's eyes.

Changkong Haoyi said a long "Oh", and then walked over slowly. He came behind the dignitary, put his hands on his shoulders, and while massaging him, he said to himself: "I heard

Have you prepared three plans?"

The bald senior dignitary asked stiffly: "What do you mean?"

"About this catastrophe." Changkong Haoyi reminded him in a low voice against his ear.

"Uh... So these are the things you were talking about..." The senior dignitary was sweating coldly. He forced a smile and said: "Actually, those plans are only on paper... We have not given up on staying on the earth and continuing to explore.

And find out the first solution to 'the sun disappears'... So..."

"Don't be afraid, don't get excited, I just want to hear from you personally what the other two plans are." Changkong said with a grand smile, but the senior official said with a bitter look on his face: "In addition... uh

…The other two plans…”

"Rand! You signed a confidentiality agreement!" Suddenly a man stood up and scolded, and the senior official's face turned pale with fright.
Chapter completed!
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