Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 175 Reception Bishop

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 175 Reception Bishop

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, sports cars drove onto Pennsylvania Avenue. This street, known as Federal Street, connected the White House and the Federal Capitol Building and could be said to be the heart of the federal political center.

(Trivia: Pennsylvania Avenue is also the site of official parades and civil protests!)

Tang Song drove his sports car along Pennsylvania Avenue toward the White House. There were not many people on Pennsylvania Avenue at this time.

It seems that there are no decent demonstrations today.

It seems that those environmentalists, animal rights activists, and anti-racism activists are still not doing their best.

It’s a pity that Tang and Song Dynasty babbled.

He has been in this world for more than three years, but he has never seen a federal demonstration, which should be quite interesting.

However, he could ask people to organize a demonstration later.

Reason, to protect rare alien creatures? Support the legalization of lesbianism?

Tang Song glanced at the little naughty person on the side, or were they against the discrimination against mutants?

By organizing a demonstration against discrimination against mutants, we can take the opportunity to gain favor with Magneto and those mutants.

Except for a few powerful people, there were very few people in the Tang and Song Dynasties who could take notice of the mutant race.

The abilities of mutants come from the X gene in the body. In the Marvel world where black technology is everywhere, it is not difficult to clone and copy this gene.

If I remember correctly from Tang and Song Dynasties, in the original plot, there was a Colonel Stryker in the Ministry of Defense who researched a lot of results.

Even in the later stages, there were antidotes to suppress mutants' abilities, as well as sentinel robots.

Compared with the strength shown by those mutants, the Sentinel robot, which combines various abilities of mutants, can even be said to be on par with Tony Stark's steel suit.

By the way, who is the scientist who developed the Sentinel robot?

Tang Song was very interested in the Sentinel robot, but after thinking about it for a long time, he could not remember who the developer of the Sentinel robot was.

It's not that he can't remember it, but that he didn't pay attention to this aspect at all when he was on Earth.

Let someone check back, Tang Song thought as he drove the sports car closer and closer to the White House.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on Pennsylvania Avenue along the way, and a large number of police cars appeared on both sides.

There is an anti-riot police car every ten meters, and federal police with police dogs patrolling the avenue. It seems that half of the street is under martial law.

When they saw Tang and Song's sports car, many patrol policemen cast a scrutinizing gaze.

However, a luxury car worth millions is the best passport. In addition, Tang Song directly stuffed the invitation in front of the windshield of the sports car, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The little naughty boy sitting in the passenger seat looked at the densely packed federal police on both sides and nervously grasped the seat belt with his hands.

She looked sideways at Tang Song, wanting to ask him where he was going and what kind of cocktail party could have such a battle.

As the sports car gets closer to the White House, the police on duty along the road have been replaced by heavily armed National Guard troops.

The federal National Guard is actually more appropriately described as state soldiers.

Each state has its own National Guard, which is at the disposal of the governor. Only the president has the authority to mobilize the National Guard in Washington.

The little naughty boy looked at the dozens of tons of active tanks parked on both sides of the road and the heavily armed National Guard soldiers carrying assault rifles, and suddenly felt the urge to jump out of the car.

She just wanted to join in the buffet, otherwise she wouldn't eat the meal.

"The wine party you mentioned is here?"

Looking at the White House within easy reach, the little naughty boy doubted whether Tang Song was going to drive his car into the White House.

Fortunately, Tang Song seemed to take her little heart into consideration, turned the steering wheel, and drove the car to the hotel diagonally opposite the White House.

The little naughty boy looked at the solemn Blair House Hotel in front of him, then turned to look diagonally opposite at the White House, which was very close at hand.

Her mouth opened into an O shape, and she looked at Tang and Song with an incredible expression on her face.

"If the location on the invitation is correct, this should be it!"

Tang Song took out the invitation he threw in casually from the storage box and looked at the address on the invitation.

"1651-1653 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, DC! That's the right address! Let's go!"

Tang Song parked the sports car directly in front of the Blair State Guesthouse!

At the entrance of the Blair State Guesthouse, seven or eight people were dressed in black and wearing headsets.

The security personnel who looked extremely professional were checking the invitations of guests attending the reception and conducting a simple routine inspection.

When Tang Song parked his sports car in the parking space in front of the State Guesthouse, Eagle Eye, who was standing at the door of the hotel and directing the security work, noticed Tang Song.

He signaled to several S.H.I.E.L.D. security personnel and walked towards Tang Song's sports car.

"Are you sure the venue of the reception is here? They won't drive us away!" The little naughty boy looked at the bodyguards in black walking towards them and nervously grabbed Tang Song's arm.

As Hawkeye, who was wearing a black suit, a headset, and dressed like a professional bodyguard, walked to the sports car, the little naughty man grabbed Tang Song's hand harder and harder.

"Mr. Tang, long time no see!"

Hawkeye Barton walked towards Tang and Song in front of the sports car and said hello to Tang and Song.

He and Tang Song were old acquaintances. On the cruise, if Boss Tang hadn't intervened, he would have been tied up by Magneto and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

"Agent Patton, your SHIELD is responsible for this security work? Isn't this the job of the Federal Secret Service?"

Tang Song stepped out of the sports car, greeted Eagle Eye, looked at the security personnel at the door, and asked curiously.

"The president is still across the way, we are only responsible for the personal safety of the King of Wakanda!" Hawkeye gestured diagonally in the direction of the White House, and explained to Tang Song

Tang Song walked to the passenger seat and opened the door for Little Naughty, who held his hand and stepped out of the car.

"Mr. Tang, I will accompany you in!"

Hawkeye led the way, leading Tang Song and Little Naughty towards the hotel door.

At this time, a stretched Lincoln sedan parked directly in front of the hotel.

A graceful, middle-aged man who was clearly in a high position walked out slowly, surrounded by several beauties.

This somewhat old-style Lincoln sedan was not very expensive, but the identity of the middle-aged man in front of me was someone that many people would never be able to get along with.

"He is the current head of the Rockefeller family, David Rockefeller..."

While Hawkeye introduced the man's identity to Tang Song, he paid careful attention to Tang Song's expressions and movements.

Because of the security work this time, he studied the guest list of this cocktail party and circled several unsafe factors in it.

The tycoons of the underground world in the Tang and Song dynasties and the underworld emperor of New York are naturally among the best.

This is also the reason why Eagle Eye has been following Tang and Song Dynasties.

Once Tang and Song Dynasty made any move that was harmful to the guests, Convenience stopped him immediately.

"David Rockefeller, isn't it said that he is already over ninety years old? Why is he so young?"

The little naughty was originally frightened by this scene, and followed Tang Song timidly and silently, but when she heard Eagle Eye introduce the middle-aged man's identity, she couldn't help but wonder.

"Because he is rich!" Tang Song watched as several security guards in black uniforms bowed to the middle-aged men with great respect.

Then a person was specially sent to lead him to the hotel.

"In the Federation, as long as you have money, you can realize many wishes, including eternal youth!"

Tang Song looked down at the little naughty boy with a smile and asked her about science.

"After you have money, you will find that there are not many worries that bother you. If you do, it's because you don't have enough money!"

The little naughty nodded in understanding, and then asked in an envious and questioning tone:

"Young forever, is it possible with the current level of technology?"

No girl wants to stay young forever, even if she is a high school girl.

"On the underground black market, a set of cosmetics developed with the blood of vampires only costs 200,000 US dollars. Applying it once a day can guarantee that your appearance will remain unchanged for three to five years!"

"Vampire, you are kidding me again. That is an urban legend. How can it really exist?"

The little naughty pouted in disappointment, Tang Song shook his head and smiled without explaining too much.

This cosmetic called Blood Face, which is added with the blood of vampires, is the latest product of Hive Labs.

As he said, a box of cosmetics priced at 200,000 US dollars can maintain a person's appearance for three to five years.

But a box of Xueyan can last for a month at most.

Two hundred thousand dollars a month, for wealthy people, they spend more than this amount on maintenance every month.

Due to limited materials, Hive Lab only puts out three hundred sets of blood makeup cosmetics on the black market every month.

In less than two minutes at a time, all three hundred sets of blood masks were snatched up.

If it were not limited by the raw materials, the popularity of this cosmetic in the underground black market alone would be enough to achieve self-sufficiency in Hive Laboratory's research funds.

The little naughty boy thought Tang Song was joking with him, but the eagle eye on the side looked at Tang Song thoughtfully.

He knew Tang Song's true identity, so Tang Song obviously didn't think he was joking about this kind of thing.

He silently remembered the cosmetics made with the blood of a vampire.

Hawkeye accompanied Tang Song and Little Naughty as they entered the main entrance of the hotel and entered the lobby of the Blair State Guesthouse.

In the hotel, a group of richly dressed men and women gathered together, greeting each other in extremely elegant and hypocritical tones.

From a distance, Tang and Song saw a fat old man standing in the middle of the hall, surrounded by a dozen chubby old men. Like stars over the moon, they desperately flattered the fat old black man who was fawning over him.

Obviously he is the real host of this cocktail party, King T'Chaka of Wakanda.

Surrounding him were the leaders of the top financial groups in the federation. Among this group of people, Tang Song also saw Pepper Pepper, who was squeezed into the outermost circle.

Obviously, for real consortiums like the Federation, although Stark Industries is developing rapidly, it deserves their attention.

But compared to these old consortiums, Stark Industries is still far from a real consortium.

In the federation, in addition to achieving a near-monopoly effect in a certain industry, a real consortium also has to get involved in other industries and weave itself into a large network that covers the federation.

The most important thing is that the consortium must have its own banking and insurance businesses to tie itself to the federal economy and people's livelihood.

They are truly too big to fail in the federation. Their failure is almost equivalent to problems with the economy and people's livelihood of the entire federation.

At this point, Stark Industries is still far behind. It is only recently that Stark Industries has entered the energy industry that these consortiums who have set their sights on the top have taken a high look.

As for the Osborne Group,

Except for Little Pepper Pepper, Tang and Song did not see any acquaintances in the reception hall.

Apparently Norman Osborne didn't receive the invitation.

On the contrary, Tang and Song did not think that their wealth qualified them to receive this invitation.

Looking at Hawkeye who was following closely beside him, Tang Song glanced at him calmly.

The Tang and Song dynasties had little interest in these cocktail parties and social events.

He came here simply to watch a show,

He was about to take the little naughty boy to the buffet area of ​​the reception to have something to eat. An old man wearing a black priest uniform saw Tang Song, his eyes lit up, and he strode towards him.

"Hello, Don, I heard West mention you, but I didn't expect to see you here!"

The old man shook hands with Tang Song warmly.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Tang Song looked at the enthusiastic old man. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously from the Holy See, but he really didn't recognize him.

"This is Bishop Hyde, the bishop of the Federal Cathedral!" Hawkeye introduced from the side.

"Hello, Bishop Hyde!" Tang Song looked at the old man with gray hair and beard in front of him calmly, who looked somewhat similar to Santa Claus.

Bishop Hyde smiled heartily: "Just call me Hyde. Both West and Wieland have mentioned you to me!"

"You too" Tang Song was shocked when he heard the old man mention Weiland's name.

Is this still the Holy See? It's simply a branch of the Holy Shield Brotherhood.

The practice of co-authoring the Hydra and occupying the magpie's nest is still passed down.

"Our world shouldn't end like this!" Bishop Hyde pretended to be mysterious and spoke the slogan of the Holy Shield Brotherhood to the Tang and Song Dynasties.

At the same time, he glanced at Hawkeye, who was dressed as a security guard: "There's nothing wrong with you here. I'll just stay with Tang!"

Hawkeye glanced at Tang Song and then left silently.

Bishop Hyde diligently led Tang and Song into the slightly flashy hall. He introduced the identities of the gorgeously dressed men and women to Tang and Song with a smile.

"Bishop Hyde, why are there so many of our people in the Holy See?"

The little naughty man took the dinner plate and piled a large plate full of free delicacies, expensive foie gras, and black caviar in the buffet area.

Tang Song was holding champagne and standing in the corner chatting with Bishop Hyde. Tang Song asked Bishop Hyde his doubts.

Hyde smiled and asked: "Do you think God is an earthling or an alien?"

God must be a human on earth...

Just as Tang Song was about to blurt out, he then thought, Jesus was indeed a human being on earth. But that was not necessarily the case with God.

Think about Odin and Asgard, God is really an alien race.

"The purpose of our Holy Shield Brotherhood is to prevent alien invasion, and He is one of them. For us, there will be no miracles. The sleeping God is the good God!"

In the corner of the reception, a bishop wearing a priest's uniform said the most blasphemous words in an understatement.

If someone who believes in Catholicism hears it, it will be enough to collapse their faith.

"What belongs to God must return to God, and what belongs to man must return to man!" The Tang and Song dynasties understood this clearly.

"God's return to God, and man's return to man, this sentence is very philosophical!" Hyde smacked it, nodded in agreement:

"God should be worshiped high on the cross, and he should not worry about worldly things!"

………

(Yesterday I was working on my outline until three o'clock. I got a call this morning and had to work an extra day. Kavin was really stuck.

It’s obviously been conceived, but I just can’t express the feeling in writing.)

(End of chapter)