The old man led the two of them across the lawn of the manor, followed the path into the woods on the side, and made a long circle to the back of the manor.
To be precise, it shouldn't be the back of the manor, but another part of the manor. The manor runs north-south, with a gate on the south and a gate on the north, surrounded by lush banana trees.
The one in the south is in Thai style, and the back is in completely European style, with an extremely luxurious swimming pool. There are three or four young girls of different skin colors swimming in the swimming pool, like mermaids, playing in the crystal clear swimming pool.
Noisy.
Sitting on the shore of the swimming pool was a man wearing beach shorts and sunglasses, throwing something into the swimming pool as if feeding food, causing the girls to scramble for him.
Seeing this man, Yan Fenghuo's eyes narrowed into slits and he shook his head helplessly.
He could clearly see that this man was Xiao He. Although he was wearing large sunglasses that covered half of his face, the aura and physique of him made Yan Fenghuo recognize him immediately.
"Okay, beauties, today's game time is over, I have guests coming." Xiao He took off his sunglasses, smiled and waved to the girls in the swimming pool.
Soon, several young girls climbed up to the swimming pool, showing off their proud figures under bikinis without any care. They cast a charming look at Yan Fenghuo and the two who were standing aside, then swung their buttocks and walked towards the house.
Xiao He's face was full of smiles, his eyes swept over the girl's body one by one, and finally focused on Yan Fenghuo.
When his eyes fell on Yan Fenghuo, his smile became richer and more beautiful, and he nodded frequently, stood up, and used these body movements to welcome Yan Fenghuo's arrival.
It's a pity that Yan Fenghuo didn't make any response. One of his cheeks was cold, and his narrowed eyes shot out a knife-like light without any care.
Divine punishment, Xiao He!
"You don't seem to be very happy." Xiao He picked up the apple, took a bite and smiled at Yan Fenghuo: "That's right, I'm afraid no one in your position would be very happy because God's Punishment killed someone on the Vietnam border.
The person you respect most: Blood Fox
Zhang Chaoyang. And I have a close relationship with Divine Punishment, but I have been kept in the dark when we meet many times. Haha, but things have their own sequence. I think we can talk about it first. After the talk, maybe your ideas will change. You
What do you think?"
This is a very polite invitation, and it is also an invitation that cannot be refused. Because Yan Fenghuo has no right to refuse, let alone the qualification to refuse. At this moment, Xiao He can do whatever he wants to do with him.
"What is your relationship with Divine Punishment?" Yan Fenghuo asked, staring at Xiao He.
"Sit down and speak slowly. This cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences." Xiao He smiled and stretched out his hand to indicate to Yan Fenghuo to sit opposite him.
Resisting the violent urge to kill Xiao He, Yan Fenghuo walked over and sat on the chair opposite Xiao He, staring at Xiao He with pursed lips, waiting for the other party to speak.
Xiao He smiled and slowly gnawed at the apple until only the core was left. Then he picked up a towel and wiped his mouth.
After wiping his mouth, Xiao He picked up another apple from the plate and handed it to Yan Fenghuo.
"No need." Yan Fenghuo refused coldly: "I don't like apples, so there is no need to give me what you like."
"Haha, you always refuse, but this refusal is the most straightforward." Xiao He pinched the apple and stroked it gently, smiling: "God's Punishment is not a person, God's Punishment is an organization. Everyone in the organization can
It is Divine Punishment, the number one killer organization in the world. Of course, you can think of Divine Punishment as one person, because the tasks of Divine Punishment do not overlap, and the time of any member's mission will be staggered with that of others, and
The members of the Divine Punishment Organization are strangers to each other and do not know each other at all."
"Who killed Zhang Chaoyang?" Yan Fenghuo squeezed out his voice from between his teeth.
"You will know later, but now please allow me to continue introducing you to Divine Punishment." Xiao He pressed the apple on the table and continued with a smile: "Chinese think tanks must have their own armed forces if they want to survive, but with
The Jewish consortium cooperated, but were restricted from possessing armed forces. If David, the head of the American family, had not seized power, if not
The death of Yage, the previous head of the Jewish consortium, I’m afraid we can’t have our own armed forces until now. Oh, sorry, I have quit the Chinese think tank, and now the leader of the Chinese think tank is Peacock. Well, yes, it is Peacock, she leads
Chinese think tanks have formed an armed force belonging to Chinese think tanks in the Middle East, which is very remarkable."
Yan Fenghuo knew that Peacock became the new leader of the Chinese think tank, and he also knew that the Chinese think tank formed an armed force in the Middle East. This was Tangtang's personal participation, or it could be said that it was formed according to Tangtang's vision.
The Chinese Think Tank Middle East Armed Forces was reorganized from a number of small armed organizations in war-torn Syria, with about 300 people. It helped the Syrian government suppress the armed uprising and maintained good relations with Syria.
The weapons and equipment are all American equipment, and it has its own independent communication satellite. Its external identity is a mercenary organization, and it uses the identity of a mercenary to hide its original identity.
Yan Fenghuo was not very clear about the combat capabilities of the Chinese think tank, but he could imagine that its combat effectiveness would not be bad. Having invested so much money, manpower, and material resources, the Chinese think tank did not want a weakling.
Guerrillas.
"I have traveled around the world, conducting multi-faceted discussions with radical organizations, armed organizations, and even terrorist organizations in various countries, seeking self-protection methods for Chinese think tanks. This self-protection method is to have their own armed forces, without armed forces
Any group is fragile." The smile on Xiao He's face slowly disappeared, replaced by an extremely serious one: "You know better than me the necessity for the existence of violent institutions.
This is something that Chinese think tanks lack. As a leader, I must work hard. We are a Chinese organization and have nothing to rely on. Even if China throws an olive branch to us, we dare not accept it. Because this vortex is very deep.
If we are not careful, we will fall into an eternal hell. To survive, Chinese think tanks must survive, and to survive, it is not enough to have brains, you must have sharp claws!"
This is a little-known aspect of Chinese think tanks, but it is also reasonable. As the most powerful think tank in the world, all countries and organizations want to control it. When they cooperate deeply with Jewish consortiums, they sign that they are not allowed to own themselves.
When entering into an armed cooperation agreement, it is tantamount to being controlled by the Jewish consortium.
Political power comes from the barrel of a gun. This saying never becomes outdated.
Chinese think tanks are not willing to be manipulated, and the only way to get rid of manipulation is to have their own armed forces!
"So we trained a group of killers in private, and by coincidence, we accidentally saved a person, and he helped us train a group of killers, and these killers are God's punishment." Xiao He took a deep breath and sighed with emotion.
He said extremely: "Divine Punishment belongs to the Chinese think tank. This is a right that I have not handed over because Peacock cannot control this organization yet. I have been inviting you to come for a long time. The purpose of inviting you is only one: to control Divine Punishment!"
Yan Fenghuo stared at Xiao He. He didn't know how much of Xiao He's words were true and how much were false, but he knew that everything about him was under Xiao He's control at this time.
"The Chinese think tank essentially uses divine punishment as a carrier. Without divine punishment, the Chinese think tank can only become a tool of a big country." Xiao He's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, staring into Yan Fenghuo's eyes and said: "Yan Fenghuo, this
This is my final showdown, and you have only two choices: One, take over the Divine Punishment and walk away from the peacock; second, accept the pursuit of the Divine Punishment and disappear from this world, along with the Peacock!"
With a "click", Yan Fenghuo clenched his fist hard, and his face instantly turned livid. He knew that this was indeed Xiao He's final showdown, a showdown that he had never dreamed of!