Chapter 1247 My Wish: World Peace (seeking a monthly ticket)
"You can't give me what I want." The man in black, shrouded in darkness, sighed faintly, his words full of vicissitudes of life.
Karl Homan swallowed his breath nervously, because the tone and demeanor of the man in black when he said these words gave him a strange feeling.
It was as if he was not participating in the huge chess game of the world, but a spectator on the chess board, with everything under his control.
Karl Homann thought seriously for a moment, considering what his words meant and how to deal with them - his life was in someone else's hands, and every word he said now had to be carefully considered.
In the middle of the night, this guy touched the edge of his bed. He was not a gangster, but a gangster. If he pissed him off, he would end his life without hesitation.
Just thinking about this result, Karl Homan felt trembling in his heart.
Karl Homann has always believed that he is not afraid of death. Like all loyal and brave Semitic officers, he can face death proudly with a sneer.
From the first day he entered the military academy, he was told by the instructors carrying whips that sacrificing his life for the benefit of the Semitic people was a supreme honor for soldiers.
As one of the outstanding representatives of radicals, Carl Hohmann has always adhered to this belief and firmly believed that when one day he was required to sacrifice his life for his country, he would not hesitate to jump down even if he was faced with a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
In repeated anti-bandit operations, Karl Hohmann also showed bravery and was always at the forefront. He was also the most courageous and iron-blooded soldier.
No matter who mentions it, everyone should give a thumbs up and praise him, what a man!
but……
But now, when he was like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered and could only be slaughtered, Karl Homan found that he was afraid...
And I’m scared to death~!
He doesn't want to die.
He has just embarked on a golden road.
There is still a bright future waiting for him in the future.
Because he was born in a small landowner family, he did not have a good father or even a good godfather. Therefore, Karl Homan deeply understood how difficult it is for a commoner at the bottom of the pyramid to climb up.
What the nobles could easily do through various connections, he had to put in twenty or fifty times the effort to make it possible.
Those peers with knighthoods behind their names only stayed at the grassroots level for three months and then rose up the ranks with commendatory certificates, and meritorious deeds were even automatically delivered to them.
And they only need to wear beautiful uniforms to attend the banquet of the nobles, drink and play cards, and pick up girls by the way.
What about them civilians?
There are only dozens of people competing for one position. They work hard for promotion and use all their strength.
So Karl Homan hated the nobility and this decadent and unfair world.
He became a radical and responded positively to the successful coup. He quickly gained the favor of the Prime Minister and took over this important task.
Although relatively speaking, this is mainly due to the fact that he has a good uncle who once served as a personal guard to the Prime Minister. But this is what he deserves.
He has longed for such an opportunity for too long.
Now, this opportunity came to him, and he seized it tightly.
Just take one more step forward.
Just one step.
He can realize his wishes and achieve success.
Incomparably brilliant. An extremely bright future is waiting for him.
He's going to be a real big shot.
Just like the city lord at today's banquet, he is dressed in rich clothes, surrounded by servants and surrounded by guests. No matter where he goes, people always speak in a respectful and humble tone.
Therefore, Karl Hohmann did not want to die, he did not want to die with nothing and die on the bed in a brothel.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath. He calculated it carefully in his mind. Then he said: "You know who I am, then you also know who is behind me."
Karl Homan carefully considered his words and said: "We are powerful and rule the entire Semitic race. After my mission is successful, I will become the city guard in the Caribbean. I can say that I can cover the sky with one hand.
So, no matter what you want, I can give it to you.
We have things to discuss, and there is no need to resort to violence like this.
Moreover, your skills are very good. You can be called a hero from above.
If you are willing to give up the secret and turn to the light and help me, I can recommend you to be the city guard after the task is completed.
At that time, high-ranking officials, generous salaries, fine wines and beauties were all a matter of course..."
Because Karl Homann was on the verge of life and death, his mind was particularly clear. So he kept moving his lips and tongue, making promises one after another, painting a bright future for the man in black.
What he said was so beautiful that even he himself was somewhat moved by it.
As he spoke, he kept secretly observing the face of the man in black. It was obvious that the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were beginning to rise slightly, as if he was also moving.
Well, it seems there is hope~!
Karl Homann was overjoyed, then changed his words and said with a smile: "What do you think of it?"
The man in black showed an interested expression, supported his chin with one hand, and said with a smile: "Looking at your confidence, do you think you will definitely succeed?"
"Of course." Carl Homan nodded quickly, secretly delighted: It seems that this guy is going to bite the hook. The opportunity has come~!
Karl Hohmann mustered up all his skills and said with added jealousy: "I'll tell you the truth.
Brother, there is someone above me.
We have a backend in Arkadelin.
Do you know Cameron the Undead Archmage?
He is the first disciple of the high priest.
The last military coup was initiated by his own hands.
Now, Cameron is the Supreme Emperor of our Semitic tribe. He says one, but no one dares to say two.
The Prime Minister is a confidant of Cameron. And I am a confidant of the Prime Minister.
After all, although the brothers are not talented, they are also the direct descendants of the serious high priest.
Not to mention a small city guard now, in the future, it is not impossible for an undead knight or even an undead knight to live forever for thousands of years and become the master of a party.
If you follow me, brother, I can't protect you from anything else.
But despite being granted the title of general, rich and glorious, he still dares to pat his chest..."
Hearing his talk, the man in black couldn't help but laugh mockingly and said, "You're just bragging, you're going so far. Who knows what will happen in the future? I also said that I will be a flash star in the future."
Where is the supreme emperor of the clan?"
Karl Hohmann hesitated for a moment. He also felt that he was so excited just now and what he said was too out of bounds.
He rolled his eyes and then said: "Okay, let's not talk about the distant things, let's talk about the immediate things.
Let's talk about capturing Caribbean City.
I have a team of loyal and brave warriors in my hands. They are highly capable and proficient in combat skills. Each of them can fight one against ten.
The Fourth Division outside the city is also under my command, and they have already been prepared.
More importantly, the people are also on my side.
The nobles are greedy, shameless, and extortionate, and the people are resentful of them. As long as we give a shout, they will join our ranks.
The weather, location, and people are all on my side, and capturing Caribbean City will be easy."
The man in black laughed softly and said: "I have to say, you guys seem to be sure of everything."
Karl Homan showed a smile on his face and said: "Yes. I will succeed. As long as we capture the Caribbean Port, I will meet any of your conditions, as long as you tell me what you want."
The man in black pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Do you really want to know?"
Karl Homann nodded repeatedly.
The man in black leaned on the chair, crossed his arms on his chest, and murmured: "My wish...my wish is world peace."
Karl Homan was startled for a moment, opened his mouth, and looked at the man in black blankly. Then he said "Pfft~!" He couldn't help laughing, and thought to himself: Please, this is not a beauty contest. I still hope it will start.
What about a harem?
World peace, bah~!
Fortunately, he still knew his current situation, so he quickly put on a straight face and said: "Brother, I'm not kidding you."
The man in black shrugged and said seriously: "I'm not kidding you either."
Karl Hohmann was stunned. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
But the man in black seemed very happy, clapped his knees and laughed, saying: "Look, I just said you can't do it fast."
"You're kidding me~!" Karl Homan suddenly understood. He gritted his teeth and said viciously: "If you kill me, you won't be able to run away.
The Prime Minister will not let you go. Our power is all over the world. No matter where you go or how you hide, we will catch you and kill you.
Your parents, your wife and children, your relatives and friends..."
Karl Hohmann stood up from the bed, pulled the rope that bound him straight, and shouted hysterically: "We will kill them all~!"
After saying that, Karl Homan stared at the man in black with a ferocious expression, his excited eyes were scarlet, and his nose opened and closed.
The man in black kept looking at him calmly, and suddenly the room fell silent. The only sound left was Karl Homan's breathing.
After a moment, the man in black chanted slowly: "The brave are angry and draw their swords at the strong; the weak are angry and draw their swords at the weaker. In this hopeless nation, there must be many heroes who glare at children.
"
After speaking, the man in black smacked his lips and sighed: "This sentence is really right."
Karl Hohmann froze and was speechless.
The man in black stretched out his hand and pressed the armrest of the chair, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for telling me so much. In fact, I wanted to kill you directly, that would be easier.
But some people would like to know more details."
The man in black walked to the window, looked down at the struggling Karl Homann, and said: "By the way, my wish is true, for world peace, and I can go home."
An idea flashed in Karl Homan's mind, and he exclaimed in panic: "You are a spy, you are a human spy~!"
The man in black grinned and said, "Don't say it so harshly. What spies? We are actually envoys of peace who uphold love and justice and guard the peace of the earth."
As he spoke, he slowly pulled out Carl Hohmann's own dagger. Looking at the sharp edge of the dagger, he suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then said: "Actually, it's not a good idea for everyone to sit down, drink, and punch.
You ambitious people are causing trouble in the world."
Karl Homan struggled violently, looked at the sharp sword in the hand of the man in black in horror, shook his head and shouted: "No, spare my life, please let me go, I haven't done anything yet~!"
"The same goes for those women and children you killed before." The man in black said coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he stabbed hard with the dagger raised high.
Forged by a famous master and forged thousands of times, the dagger with a beautiful layer of snow pattern stabbed into Carl Hohmann's chest with a "stab" sound, until it reached the hilt.
Karl Homan opened his mouth wide and his eyes were as if they were about to be torn apart. He stared at the man in black and arched his body in severe pain.
All the strength in his body seemed to be quickly released from the pierced part. Karl Homan began to feel extremely cold, his eyes gradually turned black, and his brain became heavier and heavier.
The last image that appeared in his mind was of a woman in ragged clothes holding a child. She was crawling on the ground, struggling and begging desperately.
And he was laughing, trampling them under his feet, piercing two people with a sword, and the blood instantly dyed the ground red...
The man in black pulled out the dagger. Karl Homan opened his mouth wide and inhaled hard, making a gurgling sound in his throat. Finally, he tilted his neck and fell softly on the bed. His pupils expanded rapidly.
The man in black stood at the head of the bed and looked down at him. He didn't pick up a strip of cloth until he was sure that Karl Homan was dead. He slowly wiped the blood on the sword... Lord Brad's eyes were red and the circles under his eyes were red.
Sitting on the chair tiredly, he looked at the guard in front of him.
The guard lowered his head in shame, looked at his toes uneasily, and did not dare to make a sound.
City Lord Brad glanced at the dark night sky outside the window and said, "You mean, the other party is also following Karl Homan."
The guard responded in a low voice.
"Then you were caught by the other party." Lord Brad asked in a deep voice.
"Yes." The guard's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
"That guy just let you back." Lord Brad's tone was full of doubts.
The guard nodded. It was incredible to think about it at this time, but at that time he was completely frightened by the other party. He was led by the nose from behind.
Lord Brad was so angry that he grabbed the book at hand and threw it at the guard, and said angrily: "I have raised a bunch of idiots~!
What about next?"
The guard had a grimace on his face and thought to himself: I was not meant to do this in the first place. At that time, I was even called a loser.
Then he said: "That guy said, you go back and tell the city lord that he only needs to handle the major national affairs. Don't worry about these small things. Professional matters should be left to professional people."
Oh, by the way, he said he is from kgb."
The guard imitated the tone of the man in black and repeated the other person's words verbatim... City Lord Brad frowned and said angrily: "What kind of mess is this? Who are these guys?"
"My lord, you don't know either? But I think," the guard raised his eyes and glanced at the Lord of the City, and said cautiously, "They don't seem to have any ill intentions."
Brad glared at him fiercely, then waved his hands impatiently and said, "Gungun, you're so mad at me."
The guard bowed and turned around and ran away. After leaving the door, he stuck out his tongue, pouted, and whispered: "It's not my fault."
City Lord Brad sat at the table and thought hard. He knocked on the table with one hand and whispered to himself, "Which master is it?"
The people who wanted to harm him and the unidentified people were hiding under his nose, but as the city lord, he had no idea at all. The people he sent out were even teased by others. If you think about it, you will know that the crisis is serious.
"well……"
City Lord Brad sighed. On the surface, the Semites were calm, but underneath they were already at odds with each other. They still had to provoke the human continent, so the future was worrying.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. The butler opened the door and walked in, saying: "Sir, Mr. Bender asked to see you. He said he had something urgent."
City Lord Brad looked up at the time in confusion. It was four o'clock in the morning.
"Something is abnormal~!" City Lord Brad thought to himself, then waved his hand and said: "Let him come in."
A few minutes later, the housekeeper brought in a fat, chubby man with round legs, a round belly, and a round head. His fat swayed from side to side as he walked.
Lord Brad knew him as the great trader Bender.
Bender swung his legs, trotted awkwardly, and rushed towards Lord Brad, so much so that the Lord was startled, worried that he might not be able to stop and bump into him.
It would be a serious blow if I were hit.
Just when City Lord Brad was hesitating whether to jump up or not, Bender suddenly knelt down on the ground and cried loudly, crying with snot and tears: "Sir, I am guilty, I am guilty~!"
This guy is so heavy that it rubs up the carpet.
Seeing the big fat man crying so hard, Lord Brad suddenly remembered a joke circulating in Caribbean City, saying that the hardest working people in the city should be Brother Bender's lovers.
City Lord Brad shook his head and said: "Mr. Bender, what are you doing? Help Mr. up quickly."
Bender swung his palms with thick knuckles in panic, and a slap of gems on it even dazzled the City Lord's eyes. He said in horror: "I am guilty. I really don't dare to oppose you, Lord City Lord. They forced me~!"
Lord Brad was suddenly startled, stood up and pointed at him and said, "What did you say?"
Bender wiped the tears from his eyes and sobbed: "Sir, you have to believe me, I am really innocent. It was the man named Karl Homan who came to my door and forced me.
He said that he was sent by the Prime Minister, and if I didn't want to, he would destroy my whole family. The villain was frightened and confused for a moment, so he listened to his nonsense."
Bender's voice was pitiful and he was crying so pitifully that even a lion would probably feel soft after hearing it.
City Lord Brad stared into his eyes with sharp eyes and said gloomily: "Explain it to me clearly."
Bender sobbed and said: "A few days ago, there was a man named Karl Homan. He said that he was sent by the Prime Minister to overthrow you and threatened us to mobilize people to cause trouble in front of your door. How dare we? He threatened us
, also said that the Fourth Division is waiting outside the city to cooperate with the inside and outside, and if we don’t listen to him, he will kill us all and sell our wives and children to human traffickers..."
Lord Brad stepped forward, grabbed Bender by the collar, and shouted angrily: "Is there a fourth division outside the city?"!~!
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