"Fack! Fack! These damn bed bugs! The foul-smelling garbage in these sewers ...... "A man in his sixties in a gray suit with a bald hooked nose and sunken cheekbones in a building in the center of New York City smashed the contents of the room while "banging lala~".

scolded again: "And those damn European idiots, there are so many of them, we give so much support, they can't even catch the hair!" What do they eat?! Are they all pigs?! ”

Several black-clothed people standing beside the man lowered their heads and did not speak, only the old man in the gray suit was constantly venting his emotions. After smashing for a long time, he seemed to have eased up.

Sitting on the chair with a flushed face, he looked at the few people in front of him and waved his hand: "What do they say now?!" ”

"They want us to take action, especially in Xiangdao, Southeast Asia, South America and Africa......" The man standing on the far left stood up, lowered his head and whispered: "Their sites in those areas have been lost, and they have no ability to stop the service providers......"

When the old man heard this, his face turned hideous again: "I know that these fools have never engaged in intelligence work, but it is rare that they don't even have a little common sense?!" Don't you know how to transfer people out in advance?! ”

"The time was too rushed, and more importantly, they didn't dare to make much of a move. Otherwise, it is easy to attract the attention of the service provider, and the whole plan will be leaked at that time......"

saw the man on the right smiled bitterly and whispered, "Actually, I suggested from the beginning that we should not start it. Even though the old crow is dead, Benoit is not so easy to take down. Especially the steward, he is extremely cunning......"

"Speaking of the Chief, I need someone to explain to me how he managed to escape from our killing! And where did he hide later, why couldn't that group of European idiots and you idiots actually find him! ”

The man in black in the middle finally spoke at this time. But seeing him slowly stand up, he said in a deep voice: "We don't know much about service providers, and the resources he has at his disposal, as the manager of the service provider, are beyond our reach......

"Not to mention the past, and even now we have no way of figuring out how many contacts he has. And how many independent spies are in the shadows, doing things for service providers? ”

After a pause, the man in black smiled bitterly and said, "Not to mention the service providers, even the legion has not figured out how many knights and knights they have now. The foundations on which they live are known to no one except the Legion Commander and the Designated Heir......"

"Not to mention the jackals, we've probably broken their bones so far. But over the years, how many jackals have been transferred to other mercenary groups and in what companies. We have no way of knowing how many resources they have......"

Seeing the man pause, he said in a low voice: "We have now done everything we can, but this result doesn't seem to be very good......

The old man had a dark face and said nothing. But he didn't blame the people, apparently he also knew that what the man in the middle said was the truth.

Jackals, legions, service providers, are not so easy to handle. If they could have been easily cleaned up, they would have all died eight hundred years ago. How is it possible to survive until now?!

"Tell Zion and the bastards of the Holy See that things have come to this point, and if they still stand idly by, I will really choose to surrender." The old man's eyes narrowed, and his voice was almost roaring: "Don't think that they can stay out of the situation and sit back and get the fruits of victory!" ”

Hearing this, the man in the middle hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Your Excellency, what if they really don't choose to help?!" ”

"Then we'll contact the jackal, contact the damn cook." The old man sneered, "I'm sure he will be very interested in knowing who has hidden the undercurrents that have been surging in them, and who have actually been trying to restore their former glory." ”

But I saw the old man stand up, walked to the window and looked at the crowd of people and traffic under the building: "They want us to charge, and then they take advantage of the fishermen?!" Where is such a good thing, don't think I don't know what role they played in this. ”

No one wants to voluntarily give up power and withdraw from the stage of history. It's just that everyone is forced to make this choice out of desperation. Wouldn't they want to be back in the center of the stage if they had the chance?!

Of course, without their attack power and the uprooted minions, they wisely chose not to fight. But they can encourage others to do it, and then quietly expand their own power.

A little bit, let yourself have more power. In the end, it is the magnificent center that won the prize.

。 m.