Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 68 Five Yin Bags Obadiah’s reaction

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 68 Five Yin Bags Obadiah’s reaction

Port of Catania, Italy

The whistle sounded, and an ocean liner was slowly docking.

On the pier, a row of black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked neatly at the port.

In front of eight Mercedes-Benz cars, stood a burly white man wearing a black suit, white gloves and a bulging waist.

When the passenger ship docked at the port, many passengers saw the formation and stopped to watch.

When getting off the ship, Tang Song, dressed in a white suit, walked side by side with Magneto. Skye held Fox's hand and followed behind Tang Song.

Fox stared at Tang Song's back aggrievedly, with grievance, resentment, and more of fear in his eyes.

She just wanted to put on the invisible shoulder armor last night to scare Tang Song.

Unexpectedly, he was almost "killed" by Tang and Song Dynasty. This Asian man was not at all the gentle and gentle person he usually showed.

At this time, Fox felt that his legs were getting weak while walking.

Behind him, four bodyguards followed silently carrying a few suitcases.

One of the suitcases was bulging and too big.

"boss!"

Lane, wearing a black suit and white gloves, stood at the disembarkation port with two big German men.

Seeing Tang Song's figure, he quickly came up to greet him.

Tang Song Chao Lane nodded and said politely to Magneto.

"Mr. Eric, my people are here, do you want to give you a ride?"

"Don't bother, someone will pick me up!"

Magneto pointed in the direction of the port, and Tang Song looked in the direction of his finger. A stretched Lincoln sedan was heading this way.

"Then Mr. Eric, when you arrive in New York, you must contact me and let me fulfill my duty as a landlord!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Magneto, Tang Song took the lead and led the people to the side of the motorcade.

In the middle of the motorcade, next to a stretched Mercedes-Benz, a bodyguard had already bowed and opened the door.

Tang Song took Skye and sat in the back seat, while Ryan took the driver's seat.

Fox looked at the closed car door, walked to the car behind him bitterly, and got in.

The convoy slowly left the port...

At this time, the extended Lincoln stopped, and a fat white man weighing more than 300 pounds got out of the car and walked straight towards Magneto, uh, the beautiful young woman behind him.

Tang Song saw this scene clearly through the car window, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Ryan, go back and buy a gold shop in New York!"

"Yes, boss! Are you planning to enter the jewelry industry?"

Ryan drove the car and looked at Tang Song through the rearview mirror.

Tang Song leaned on the leather seat of the Mercedes-Benz, put his hand on Skye's thigh, rubbed it and said: "I found a gold supplier. We will have a large amount of gold to digest in the future. Forget it, buy more.

Some of them, just in time to wash the cash in the warehouse!"

"Yes! Boss!"

The Mercedes-Benz fleet was driving on the main road in Catania, and Tang and Song could see various architectural styles on the street through the car windows.

At a glance, the Tang and Song dynasties found that the architectural style and roof shapes here were quite unique with cave roofs.

The tall and large dome often becomes the center of the entire building's composition, and the exterior facade colors are brilliant and eye-catching, making it very beautiful.

"Boss, the arms bidding list has been finalized!" Ryan reported to Tang and Song Dynasty about his recent days in Italy.

After determining the time for the arms bidding meeting, Ryan flew to Rome first and handled some preliminary matters for the Tang and Song Dynasties.

"Things have changed?"

Tang Song saw Ryan's hesitant expression through the rearview mirror and asked calmly.

"Boss, the two companies that originally accompanied the bid have been cancelled. Now there are three arms companies in the bidding. Apart from us, one has been replaced by Stark Industries, and the other is an arms company in Italy. It is said that it has a mafia background!

Both of them are moving around now! It seems like they want to compete with us!"

Ryan drove the car and reported to Tang Song the news he had learned these days.

Tang Song straightened up slightly, crossed his hands with a playful expression.

"What do Stark Industries, the Mafia family, and our allies say?"

"Boss, I visited General Andrew of the Logistics Department. His attitude was a bit ambiguous. I got news that Obadiah, the vice president of Stark Industries, visited him some time ago!"

"Boss, should we contact Mr. West!?"

Obadiah? Oh, the Iron Overlord!

Tang Song frowned and pressed his thumbs against each other. Thinking of Obadiah's origin, he quickly thought of a solution.

"Baby, there is news on the dark web that the vice president of Stark Industries secretly sold arms to the terrorists of the Ten Rings Gang in the Middle East! Transfer five million from the account and spread the news!"

Tang Song took Skye in his arms and said in her ear.

Skye nodded obediently, took out the computer from the computer bag on the side, turned it on, and logged in to the web page in front of Tang Song.

Skye entered the URL, used a few broilers as a springboard, and quickly logged into an underground world information trading interface.

Generally speaking, intelligence trading is divided into two types: buying and selling, but there are exceptions, which are those who deliberately create public opinion and deliberately spread this information.

The intelligence trading network calls this ripple, and if you want to create a splash, you naturally need money.

The intelligence dealer took the money to do the work, and as Skye hit Enter, more than a dozen money were successfully transferred to some anonymous accounts.

"Boss, get it done. By tonight at the latest, Obadiah's story will be spread throughout the underground world's intelligence network!"

Skye closed the computer, hugged Tang Song and acted like a baby for a while, and Tang Song rewarded her with a mark on her forehead.

Obadiah, a sneer flashed in Tang Song's eyes. After the news was released, he wanted to see if this old guy still wanted to compete with him for orders.

As for the mafia family, Tang and Song twirled the bone beads on their wrists. The skull marks on the bone beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound like jade.

The motorcade drove all the way and soon arrived at the Bulgari Hotel.

The motorcade had just arrived at the hotel door, and the hotel manager was already waiting at the door with the room attendant.

As soon as the vehicle stabilized, the co-pilot's bodyguard helped Tang Song open the door.

The manager of the Bulgari Hotel was an Italian about forty years old. When he saw Tang Song getting off the car, he quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.

Two German bodyguards stretched out their hands to stop him in time.

Tang Song waved his hand, and then the manager came closer.

“Welcome Mr. Tang to stay at the Bulgari Hotel! It’s an honor!”

The Bulgari Hotel was very enthusiastic about the stay of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The manager and several room attendants were busy, and a red carpet was laid directly from the hotel entrance to the independent elevator entrance.

It’s no wonder that the hotel manager was so enthusiastic. After all, although Tang and Song’s group only stayed for two days, they booked two floors of rooms including the presidential suite in advance.

The manager has always believed in the creed that customers are God, even if the Vatican is next door.

"Ryan, have someone bring the two suitcases at the back into the room! Take care of that big box and have someone bring the contents to Kane!"

Tang Song hugged Skye and entered the elevator under the guidance of the room steward of the Bulgari Hotel.

Ryan picked up two suitcases from the trunk of a Mercedes-Benz and carried them into the elevator nearby.

Several bodyguards, each carrying a suitcase, also walked into the hotel.

As for the largest one, two bodyguards lifted the suitcase and pushed it into the hotel.

A hotel doorman didn't know if he was dazzled, but he saw that the big suitcase seemed to move.

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The Presidential Suite of the Bulgari Hotel is a large suite of about 400 square meters. Once you enter the door, you will see two huge floor-to-ceiling windows and a living room of nearly 100 square meters.

You get what you pay for, and in terms of room space layout, the hotel really has nothing to say.

On the wine rack next to the living room were several bottles of champagne priced at several thousand dollars.

Tang Song declined the service of the personal butler in the presidential suite. After Ryan brought the suitcase into the room, two bodyguards walked into the room, scanned the entire room with detectors, and then walked out.

At the elevator entrance in the corridor, two bodyguards were guarding one on the left and one on the right.

At the entrance of the stairs leading to this floor, there are also two bodyguards standing. From the waists and arms of these bodyguards, you can see traces of bulging bags.

"Baby, I need to refine something today. You go to sleep in the next room first!"

After comforting Skye, Tang Song asked Ryan to personally lead people to guard the door of the room.

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In an empty room, Tang Song sat in the living room, opened the zipper of his suitcase, and a roll of snake skin popped out instantly.

As his fingers traced the snake's belly skin, Tang Song made up his mind instantly.

He took out a pair of small jade scissors from the suitcase. The two scissors carved from white jade looked no longer than the length of a hand.

The opening and closing of the sharp blade glowed with light, and the spiritual patterns gathered into two Juanwen prohibitions, sharp!

Picking up the jade scissors, Tang Song used his true energy to aim at the piece of snake skin and cut it with a click, and quickly removed a one meter square piece of material from the snake belly skin.

Putting the jade scissors aside, Tang Song picked up the jade talisman pen he carried with him and drew and carved spiritual patterns on the snake skin.

It is said that when calligraphers write, they can penetrate three-thirds of the wood. The ink of the pen can penetrate three layers of rice paper, and the pen and ink can penetrate the wooden board underneath.

A jade pen was held in the hands of Tang and Song Dynasties, but the soft tip of the pen easily penetrated the invulnerable snake's belly skin.

The cinnabar mixed with the vampire's essence and blood outlines a series of spiritual lines on the snake's belly skin.

Densely packed spiritual patterns are connected to each other, forming a series of Jun character text prohibitions.

The strokes of the Tang and Song dynasties were not drawn very fast, because the spirit patterns were like integrated circuits in a chip. Once they were drawn incorrectly, the entire chip would be scrapped.

By the time the entire snake belly was painted in the Tang and Song dynasties, the moonlight outside had already filtered in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At this time, the two sides of the square snake belly skin were densely engraved with inscriptions composed of spiritual patterns. These words were arranged so densely that they looked like thousands of them, like scriptures on a scripture.

When the Tang and Song Dynasties finished drawing the last spiritual pattern, the entire snake skin suddenly trembled with electric shock, and the snake skins on all sides closed together to form a simple leather bag.

Tang and Song took the leather bag in their hands, took out a jade box that had been prepared, opened it, and took out a three-inch white jade plaque from inside.

It is crystal clear mutton-fat white jade, with a faint hint of red swimming in the middle of the jade plate.

Pointing like swords, Tang and Song pointed their swords at the jade plaque. The mutton-fat white jade plaque worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was immediately violently destroyed by Tang and Song's energy and turned into a pile of dust.

A flash of red light took the opportunity to fly out and quickly ran away.

Tang and Song Dynasties took a leather bag and put this red light in the bag.

The red light fell into the leather bag, and the leather bag seemed to have a chemical reaction.

After a while, the leather bag shook violently, and the inscriptions on the inside and outside lit up one after another, giving off bursts of light.

These inscriptions and the spiritual light of the spiritual patterns gathered together to form a three-layered ban. The bans were intertwined with each other, like a net, covering all parts of the leather bag.

Done!

Tang Song shook the leather bag, and when his spiritual sense went in, a space of about three meters by three meters suddenly appeared inside the leather bag.

The Five-Yin Bag, the seventeenth magical weapon in the Heshan Sutra, is made with the blood of living beings. It has the ability to collect good things. It breeds a Five-Yin Black Evil that specializes in absorbing the flying sword magic weapons of both good and evil factions, and can refine everything.

Flesh and blood.

The more flesh and blood of the refining creature, the greater the power and the wider the internal space.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, the belly skin of a giant snake was used as a carrier, and the spirit of the vampire blood god was used to replace the blood of living creatures, and finally a five-yin bag was refined.

At this time, the horizon had turned slightly white. Tang and Song were making secrets with both hands. The five-yin bag changed shape in his hands, and soon a men's front bag appeared in his hands.

The wallet looks no more than the size of a palm, with snakeskin patterns all over its exterior. No one would have thought that this compact wallet could turn out to be a sinister magical weapon.

Tang Song put his wallet aside with satisfaction, turned around, opened another suitcase, and took out the vibranium ore.

Vibranium, a famous sound-absorbing steel, is known as one of the hardest objects in the Marvel world. Captain America’s shield and Black Panther’s armor are all made of vibranium.

Vibranium is very hard, and its special molecular structure makes it almost indestructible.

Because its molecules are relatively stationary, it hardly conducts heat and kinetic energy. This characteristic allows it to absorb heat, energy and kinetic energy.

Tang and Song held this piece of vibranium ore, which was no bigger than a fist, but could not make up their mind.

Based on the characteristics of vibranium, it is somewhat inappropriate to use it to refine sword pills. Taking Captain America's vibranium shield as an example, the most suitable function of vibranium is to refine a defensive weapon. As for

The Tang and Song dynasties still had to seriously consider what to practice.

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In one night, Tang and Song refined a Wuyin bag. On the other side, Obadiah was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke.

Last night, Obadiah, who was in Rome, originally chose the Palazzo Fundi luxury hotel to hold a dinner party. He specially invited some high-level officials from the Italian military and political circles in order to promote public relations.

After all, it's a profit of several billion. Even Stark Industries' annual net profit is only tens of billions.

The arms procurement was decided unofficially. Obadiah scoffed at the news. So what if the unofficial decision was made? Obadiah confidently believed that with the strength of Stark Industries and his own public relations, he would be able to win this order.

During this time, he visited some powerful Italian figures in Rome, and relied on the Stark Industries brand and generous gifts to obtain promises from many big figures.

For this dinner, Obadiah invited many senior officials from both the military and political parties.

The Stark Industries Vice President’s dinner indeed attracted many Italian political and business figures to attend.

However, not long before the dinner started, Obadiah handed over the banquet to his deputy and left in a hurry.

Although Obadiah knew that doing so would cause dissatisfaction among the guests, Obadiah couldn't care less.

The accompanying secretary told Obadiah bad news.

His smuggling of arms to the Middle East was exposed.

Obadiah suddenly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He could no longer care about dinner parties or arms purchases.

He directly asked his secretary to arrange a private plane to New York and hurried back to the Stark Group.

Logically speaking, it is not a big deal for an arms company to sell some arms to some special "patriots".

Many companies, including the federal government itself, do this.

But everyone has their own white gloves, and generally speaking, their fingerprints will not be found on these weapons.

It won’t look bad on everyone’s face.

But what Obadiah did was a bit rough. Not to mention getting started by himself, the most important thing is that his dear godson, the president of Stark Industries, the famous Tony Stark, is a person who cannot tolerate sand in his eyes.

people.

Obadiah needs to rush back to the company as soon as possible to handle the matter before Tony Stark gets the news.

"Stark Industries is still not as good as Stany Industries!"

Above the clouds, Obadiah Stane looked out at the sea of ​​clouds through the private plane window. For a moment, the clouds seemed to turn into Howard Stark's arrogant face.

Why, after decades of hard work for Stark Industries, was a young boy riding on his head just because his surname was Stark?

"Don't blame me, Howard!"

(End of chapter)