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When it was still early in the morning, Ben Douglas was already sitting in his office. After the beautiful and lovely secretary brought him a cup of fragrant coffee, he left wisely, leaving the space to the old man alone. This is Ben's habit, he doesn't like to be disturbed when he is at work. The quiet environment helps him to concentrate, especially for an old man at his current age. As he grows older, the loose spirit has become more and more difficult to restrain.
Boss, this is a question that Ben didn't deliberately avoid. Even if he is very clear that his energy level has not faded due to the aging of his body, but has gradually accumulated towards the peak. If he wanted to, he could use energy to activate his own cells, so that his appearance and physical fitness could be kept in the golden period of his life. Although doing so would be quite a burden on his body, as far as his energy was concerned, this burden was completely affordable.
Ben didn't do this, he knew that his old opponent Oglock was also dying now. But if the people below dare to underestimate them, then the sad ending has already been written in the script of God of Destiny. Just like some mutant beasts in the wilderness, they will use their own camouflage to protect and deceive their opponents.
Letting oneself grow old like Ben and Oglock is also a disguise to a certain extent. People tend to trust their eyes more than their intuition, especially young people. They think the world is their own more, so they are not resigned to the status quo, and even challenge authority.
On the light screen of this desk, Loki's demonic face is quietly presenting. My mind went back to more than ten years ago, when Ben was still young, and Loki and the other children were still young. After these children with potential were discovered by Ben and brought back to Asgard from the wilderness, they had to undergo rigorous training, and finally screened out those who were worthy of great use. Ben remembered that Loki was the youngest and the most bullied at the time.
But every child who bullied Loki seemed to be favored by the god of bad luck. Either he broke his limbs during training, or he violated the regulations and was severely punished. The fact of course has nothing to do with the god of bad luck, it's just Loki's revenge. When he saw it that day, he only thought it was a prank-like child's play. But judging from now, I am afraid that at that time, Loki had already revealed his dark nature.
Loki has been closely monitored by Valkyrie. Judging from the intelligence of the Goddess of War during this period, Loki is still safe. He himself seemed to realize that the situation was not good for him. He rarely even went to the salons of the nobles on weekdays, and always locked himself in that strange house. If it wasn't for his presence in the house, even Valkyrie couldn't believe that the brother who didn't follow the rules would be so law-abiding.
At this time, an icon requesting communication flashed on the light screen. Ben clicked on it, and the secretary appeared on the screen and said, "Your Excellency Douglas, General Carleau requests a meeting."
"Let him in."
After a while, the elevator door opened, and Kario, who was like a big iron block, walked in. The oversized military uniform was still too tight for Kario, and the heavy military boots stepped on the floor tiles of the hall, and Ben could almost hear the stone tiles groaning in pain. The general, who was biting two cigars, sat down on the sofa, as frank as ever.
"Old friend, it's hard for you to get up so early, there must be something important." Ben smiled, took a coffee and sat down opposite Kario, and raised his glass: "Do you want to have a cup too? "
"Thanks, it's better to ask your golden cat to give me Wyattga than coffee."
"Drinking early in the morning is not good."
"got used to."
Although he said "not good", Ben still asked the secretary to bring a cup of strong wine. When the secretary left, Cario didn't forget to pinch the plump buttocks. The secretary uttered a low cry, glared at Kario fiercely, and then did not leave.
"You're still the same," Ben smiled. Young Cario was the most daring. One moment he could be having sex with a female soldier in a tent, and the next moment he would be running to the battlefield with his pants up.
Cario picked up the wine glass and said, "Wine and women are probably things I can't give up in my life."
"Let's get down to business." Cario said seriously: "Instead of talking about me, let's talk about you. Old guy, you actually allowed the Senate to participate in the matters and votes for the military supply of the Western Expedition. This is a matter for our military, and we have to give Those elders getting involved will only add to the chaos."
"Old friend, you must also understand. Asgard is no longer the small human settlement it used to be." Ben took a sip of coffee and smiled slightly: "Look at this city, old friend. It can It is no longer just our credit for becoming so magnificent today. Among them, it is inseparable from the assistance of those people in terms of money and materials."
"But the additional armaments and personnel input of the Western Expeditionary Army are of great importance. Those big men only care about profits, but they don't understand military affairs. I'm afraid it will be messed up." Cario said bluntly.
Ben nodded and said: "I know what you want to say, old friend. You can rest assured, although a vote is required this time. And the six members of the noble class need to pass collectively to stabilize our military department, but think about it, there are How many nobles are willing to invest in the armaments of the Western Expeditionary Army. I heard that the little guy Beyoncé took Austin and Charlotte to hunt, do you know what they found?"
"What?"
"It's black gold." Ben said lightly: "That's what businessmen care about. It is conceivable that Planning and Helburn's investment focus will definitely be on black gold for a long time in the future. That's their As far as the benefits can be seen, as for the reclamation of the western tundra, the investment period is long and the return is limited for them. Under such circumstances, will they pass Tyre's proposal?"
"But don't forget that when the three masters leave Asgard, according to regulations, their voting rights will be distributed to the bottom few confidantes. If Tyr wins their approval, the proposal may also be pass."
Ben laughed and said: "If that's the case, the three masters can also retire. Don't worry, their confidantes must know that they will beat their masters before they dare to exercise their voting rights."
"I hope so." Cario snorted again: "I think that boy Tire has been dazzled by his military exploits. For this western expedition, he not only requires additional armaments, but also brings the Doom Hammer. At the moment when the Golden Tomahawk is marching westward, Doomhammer is already the only elite battle group in Asgard. If he is transferred away, I am afraid that the old Ogg will not have a wrong idea."
Cario explained the contradictions in the proposal of the Western Expedition, and Ben sighed: "Tier's starting point is good, and he also wants to build another kingdom of God as soon as possible. This kid is strategic and decisive, and he is a rare general." Long. It’s just that he is still young, and he doesn’t understand the principle of haste makes waste. Then again, when we were young, we didn’t fear so many things like we do now, why don’t we let go of our hands and feet and do a lot.”
"So, we're all old."
A soft sigh echoed in the city's highest place of power.
Everything has its pros and cons, just like two sides of a coin. The limited freedom of Asgard, to a large extent, condenses the hearts of the city. But at the same time, the power of the superior is also divided.
Asgard's council is a window for the noble class to participate in city management. Up to now, the House of Council already has a certain right to participate in Asgard's policies. However, Ben had considered this issue at the beginning of the establishment of the Council, so he made some arrangements in advance. For example, there are three family members who have voting rights, each of them has two votes on hand.
The remaining three members of parliament have only one vote. If a proposal is to override the will of the military department, it must be passed by all six members of parliament. Otherwise, as long as one person abstains or votes against it, the military will always have the upper hand. Among the six councilors, the other three did not mention it. The heads of the three wealthy families alone have not reached a consensus on one matter in the past twenty years.
It is related to the competition between them, which is another brilliant point of Ben. He supports the weaker side openly and secretly, so as to contain the other two big families, so that although the council can participate in decision-making, the final decision-making power is often in Ben's hands.
But this time it was a little different from the past. At the moment when the three masters were hunting away from the city, they followed Asgard's supplementary instructions on voting rules. When the head of the family leaves the city, the two votes in his hand are automatically controlled by the two registered designated persons.
Like the Helburns, one of the two votes fell to Maebrows of the Lambstons when Austin was away. But today, Mebros was a little out of sorts. Because his son Charles was missing, he had lost contact for 24 hours.
According to the housekeeper, his son Charles left after attending a party last night, but never returned home. This is almost impossible, in this Asgard, Charles will be kidnapped
Meblos frowned, thinking that Charles himself was also a capable person, and judging from the fact that he disappeared so completely last night. It must be someone with high-level abilities who took Charles away. But after Meblos thought about it, the only high-level ability user in the Lambston family who turned against him was the newly promoted nobleman Zero. But Zero had already left Asgard with the three giants to go hunting in the wilderness. I heard that he also took away the ability users and troops under his command, so naturally it was impossible for him to do it.
After thinking about it, Meblos couldn't figure out who had this suspicion.
At this moment, the door opened, and the old butler stumbled in, holding a note in his hand and putting it on Meblos's desk, saying: "Master, there is news about the young master."
Meblos hurriedly took the note and looked at it, which said: If you don't want your precious son to have something to do, come to the warehouse at No. 7 Jewel Avenue alone at 12 o'clock tonight.
"Master, there's still this." The butler took out another box.
Meblos opened the box, but inside was a bloody ear. There were ear studs embedded in the helix, with the logo of the Lambston house on the ear studs, and Maebros felt his eyes go dark. Who could this ear be if it wasn't Charles's
"Who sent it?" Meblos asked sullenly.
The old butler said tremblingly: "Just now I heard the knock on the door, so I went to open the door. There was this box outside the door, with a note pressed under it. When I saw that it was the young master's news, I hurriedly brought it in and gave it to you, the master. "
"Did you see who released it?"
"No."
Maebros waved his hand wearily, telling the old butler to leave. He only knew that this matter was not simple, but no matter what, Charles was his heir, and Mebros would never want Charles to have an accident.
Look at the time, there is more than an hour before school at 12 o'clock, this time is only enough for Meblos to rush to Jewel Avenue. It seemed that the other party had timed the threat to send it over. What they wanted was the time when Meblos hadn't made a thorough arrangement, and everything had to be done according to the other party's wishes.
"Prepare the car." Meblos suddenly stood up, and took out a gun decorated with exquisite patterns from under the desk. After loading a few bullets, Meblos strode out of the study.
At this moment in the middle of the night, Gem Avenue is as quiet as a ghost town. This is a warehouse area located on the outskirts of Asgard. To Meblos' surprise, the No. 7 warehouse is still owned by the Lambston family. The fact that the other party chose to meet on his land showed that the other party was very confident in his own strength, which made Mebros even more afraid to act rashly.
The car was parked in front of No. 7 warehouse, and the new head of guards, Bai Ni, said to Mebros: "Master, let me go in with you."
Mebros shook his head, if Podong was still around, he would not refuse this suggestion. But if the other party was able to capture Charles quietly, then Bonny, who was as strong as Charles, seemed not enough. Instead of bringing Bai Ni in and offending the other party, it's better to go in and play by ear.
"You stay outside. If something happens to me, go to Master Austin and tell him what happened tonight." After speaking, Maebros pushed the door and got out of the car.
With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the gate of No. 7 warehouse. The door has long been opened, and inside the door is a dark world. Meblos kept walking, and after walking straight into the warehouse, the moving door closed automatically. The next moment, a strong light lit up above his head. For a moment, Meblos felt very uncomfortable. When he got used to it, Meblos saw his son Charles.
The warehouse has been cleared to create a clean and open space. Charles was tied to a chair covered in blood and sat facing the gate. He looked very excited when he saw Mebros, but with a cloth strip stuffed into his mouth, he could only make a whining sound.
Standing to Charles's left and right are two men, one of whom is dressed as a cowboy. Leather jacket, jeans, pointed leather shoes, and a cowboy hat covering the upper half of his face, only showing a stubbled chin. And, a smile on his mouth.
The man folded his hands on his chest, giving the impression that he didn't care about anything. But he gave Mebros a very dangerous feeling, as if he would be killed at any time.
As for the other man, Mebros knew him. He said in a deep voice, "Brydon, why you? My dear brother!"