Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 76: Conquering and diverting trouble to the east, the scapegoat

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 76: Conquering and diverting trouble to the east, the scapegoat

In two days' time, Italy's arms procurement bidding will be successfully completed.

Three companies originally submitted bids.

Stark Industries was eliminated early and only sent a middle-level manager to participate in the bidding symbolically.

Another interested arms company was even more bizarre. Several people from their company who came to participate in the bidding actually got lost two kilometers away from the bidding site.

You must know that most of them are native Romans.

By the time they arrived at the bidding meeting, the bidding meeting had ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

The results of the bidding meeting are naturally self-evident.

The arms company under Boss Tang's name became the weapons supplier for the Italian military's change of uniforms.

On the very day the auction ended, Tang and Song received dozens of private invitations to banquets.

However, after the signing of the contract, Tang Song directly got on the plane back to New York.

On the Airbus flight from Rome to New York, Tang Song was holding a newspaper and reading it with gusto.

The Pole Awards ceremony will be held in Las Vegas seven days later.

This award is held every four years and is specially established for those who have made outstanding contributions to the federal government.

Several popular candidates were reviewed in the newspaper, and one popular candidate that attracted much attention occupied almost half of the newspaper.

Tony Stark!

A young genius who can independently design circuit boards at the age of four.

When he was a teenager, he independently built a V8 engine.

A top student who graduated from MIT, he took charge of Osborne Industries at the age of 21 and developed Osborne Industries into the first industrial giant in the Federation.

A federal legend, he is also the most famous playboy in the Federation.

Obviously, for the media, only with popularity can there be traffic.

The other candidates for the Extreme Award take up less than one-third of the space that Tony Stark does.

Are there seven days left for the Extreme Prize?

Tang Song looked thoughtfully at the bust photo of Tony Stark that dominated the front page of the newspaper.

In the Marvel world, the birth of Iron Man is a turning point. Since his high-profile appearance, people with super powers who were originally hidden among ordinary people have emerged one after another like a tide.

Tang and Song saw Obadiah's name on the newspaper's list of Tony Stark's companions.

Apparently, his backstab had no impact on Obadiah.

"Hello, do you need a meal?"

A voice interrupted Tang Song's thoughts. He put down the newspaper and raised his head to look at the stewardess pushing the dining car.

"A Big Mac beef burger, a large Coke with ice!"

After taking the meal, the blond stewardess squatted down and delivered the meal to Tang Song.

I have to say that the service in the first class cabin is indeed attentive. Tang Song lowered his head slightly and could see ************&**.

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After delivering the meal, the blond stewardess returned to the service room of the plane with a disappointed look on her face. Several stewardesses came forward and gathered around to whisper.

The target of their discussion was Tang Song who was sitting in the first class cabin.

Aesthetics does not distinguish between nationality and race. The handsomeness of Tang and Song really attracted their attention, but what made them even more excited was that on the entire plane, except for Tang and Song, the rest were his bodyguards.

Traveling on a chartered plane, taking so many elite bodyguards with you.

Seeing the burly men with an average height of two meters sitting around Tang Song, these well-informed flight attendants estimated that this Asian was at least a billionaire.

But it seems a pity that Tang and Song Dynasties were obviously not interested in them.

Four hours later, the plane landed at New York Airport.

"boss!"

Frank wore a familiar extended version of the black Rolls-Royce, wearing his familiar black skull shirt, and drove the motorcade into the airport with a few bodyguards.

"Mr. Tang!"

Tang Song got off the plane and saw the old black man standing next to Frank. He looked at Frank beside him in surprise.

"Elder Sloan!" Fox, who was pulling a red suitcase and following behind Skye, looked at the old black man in surprise.

Sloan glanced at Fox, with a strange look in his eyes. He walked to Tang Song somewhat flatteringly and saluted him slightly.

"What's going on?"

Tang Song glanced at Sloan and landed on Frank.

"Boss, this group of assassins carried out many assassinations on Kingpin, but they all failed. He said that as agreed, the Assassin Brotherhood will join us!"

Frank folded his arms and said lazily: "He didn't know where he found out that you were coming back, and he wanted to see you anyway!"

"Mr. Tang, I..." Sloan was about to speak.

"The cross has found you!" Tang Song looked at Sloan with his eyes!

Sloan opened his mouth and subconsciously looked at Fox behind Skye.

Fox, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression on his face, and looked at Sloan unabashedly.

That's right, she was the one who told Tang and Song Dynasties about the Assassin Brotherhood.

It is said that the nearest passage into the depths of a woman's heart is through sex. The Tang and Song dynasties were the best, plus some secretaries of the Hehuan sect and the girl sect. Not to mention a Western barbarian girl, even a stone girl came and was manipulated by him.

Heaven must also bloom.

Sloan felt a knot in his heart, feeling like a meat bun beating a dog.

Tang Song's guess was correct, Cross had indeed come to the door. As the top assassin of the Assassin Brotherhood, Cross's strength surpassed that of the entire Brotherhood.

Unable to beat again and again,

Sloan had no choice but to think of a bad move. He found the son of the cross and tricked him into the Brotherhood.

He came up with a trick to turn a deer into a horse, and revealed a killer who was killed by a cross as the biological father of this unlucky child.

As a result, the unlucky boy worked hard and vowed to avenge his father.

Originally, everything went smoothly according to Sloan's plan, but something went wrong in the middle.

Originally, the executor of this plan was Firefox, but halfway through, Boss Tang came to the door.

When Tang and Song Dynasty showed in front of him the power that could easily overwhelm the entire brotherhood, Sloan gave up.

He chose to send Fox as a hostage, and led his men to assassinate Jin to show his sincerity.

I just didn't expect that the unlucky son of Cross was so hormonal that he secretly ran out to find Fox, only to be caught by Cross.

Now, father and son joined forces. Two top assassins, both trained by Sloan himself, killed him and the entire Assassin Brotherhood to a complete defeat.

Sloan had no choice but to find Tang and Song.

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, Tang Song held the bone beads on his wrist and listened to Sloan's story.

"How many people are there in the Assassin Brotherhood? How many people can be used? I mean gunners who are good at shooting and can shoot in an arc like Fox!"

Hearing Tang Song's words, Sloan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around quickly.

"There are currently one hundred and sixty-seven people in the Brotherhood! But"

Sloan paused for a moment: "Even in the Assassin Brotherhood, only a few of us can master arc shooting!"

Click, click, click, the sound of bone beads rubbing against each other rang in Sloan's ears. Looking at the silent Tang Song, Sloan's heart kept sinking.

As the saying goes, it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!

If he had a choice, Sloan would not rely on others, but there was no way, Cross was a madman, he would rather believe in the loom man than in his mentor.

And that damn loom, he had worked so hard for it all his life, but in the end he himself was on the list of looms.

Sloan did not want to die, and he was not a fanatic. In other words, he gave up his belief in the Loom of Destiny after he was on the Loom's list.

Destiny, Fake Squid!

Sloan wanted to raise his middle finger to the Loom of Destiny, but he knew that the fanatic believer of the Cross would not let him go.

The Tang and Song Dynasties were his only choice.

"First, I want all the men of the Assassin Brotherhood!" Tang Song raised his index finger, then his middle finger:

"Second, I want the Assassin Brotherhood's systematic training methods for assassin gunners."

"Third, I want that loom!"

Tang Song's words made Sloan feel his heart bleed, especially when Tang Song mentioned the loom.

You must know that even though Sloan's own name appeared on the loom, he did not destroy the loom that had carried his faith for decades.

"Okay, I promise you!" Sloan nodded!

"Wait!" Tang Song raised his hand, "Don't rush to agree yet. If you want to join us, you still need one thing!"

Under Sloan's puzzled gaze, Tang Song took out a piece of snake skin about the length of a tape measure from the Wuyin bag.

Tang Song spread the snake skin towards Sloan, stretched out his hand and handed him a jade talisman pen.

"This is a contract. Sign your name on it. I will help you solve the problem of the cross!"

Looking at the completely unfamiliar square characters on it, Sloan's hand holding the jade pen seemed to be carrying a huge burden.

He swallowed and looked at the strange patterns on the snake skin, cold sweat oozing out from the top of his head.

The Assassin Brotherhood has a long history, and Sloane naturally knows some real dark powers, like the devil's parchments.

It is said that those who sign the contract will have their souls taken away by the devil after death.

To sign or not to sign!

Sloan raised his head and glanced at Tang Song.

At this time, Tang Song didn't care about Sloan's choice at all, and took out a bottle of champagne and four glasses from the car refrigerator.

Fox took the champagne from Tang Song, opened the bottle, filled it for Tang Song, and then poured another glass for Skye and himself.

Finally, Sloan gritted his teeth and signed his name on this strange snakeskin scroll with trembling hands.

Under Sloan's frightened gaze, the jade pen left a gleaming signature on the snakeskin scroll.

Before Sloan could see clearly, Tang Song had already rolled up the snake skin.

Seeing Sloan's signature on the inner demon curse, Tang Song nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Sloan with a more cordial look.

The inner demon mantra is said to have been passed down by the demon king Bo Xun, and some people say it is a Buddhist magical power. However, this mantra is strange.

Sloan writes his name on the snakeskin scroll with the inner demon curse printed on it. His spiritual consciousness will slowly change involuntarily, and he gradually becomes a believer of the Tang and Song Dynasties. He uses his spiritual power to worship the Tang and Song Dynasties and enhances the power of the inner demon curse.

This was inspired by the Holy Power of the Holy See in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

While Sloan believed in the Tang and Song dynasties, he would also receive feedback from his inner demons.

Just like the priests in the Vatican receive blessings from "God".

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A farm outside New York.

The place is not small, at least a thousand acres, with a valley in the middle, low mountains on both sides, and a small national park connected to the northwest mountain.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, he was wearing hunting clothes, riding a white horse, and was hunting wild boar with a Winchester commemorative shotgun in his hand.

As Kane and Frank rode into the jungle with guns fired, groups of wild boars emerged from the bushes.

Tang and Song kicked off his feet, the white horse neighed, leaped with all four hooves, and began to carry Tang and Song, the newly minted rancher, to chase the pigs.

Hunting wild boars in other places is a hard job. You have to hunt all over the mountains, and it is best to chase them with hunting dogs, just to earn a hard-earned 2,500 yuan.

The big head belongs to someone else.

If you don't use it here, it will become a disaster.

"Bang bang bang bang"

Kane and Frank fired first.

Disturbed by the gunfire, the wild boar ran diagonally towards Tang and Song like crazy.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, carrying a gun with one hand, facing the pigs,

"boom"

The shotgun modified by Kane fired one shot.

The densely packed shotguns directly knocked the four or five male wild boars rushing in front to the ground.

Passing through the lungs, through bones and muscles, even the largest male wild boar,

If you were hit by a modified version of No. 12 shotgun at this distance, there would be countless holes in the bullet, and it would be impossible to block it!

Taking into account the strength of the Tang and Song Dynasties, Kane specially modified the rifling and increased the primer when modifying the shotgun. Although the recoil increased a lot, the modified shotgun still had a better impact.

The warhead can easily penetrate a 6 mm thick steel plate or a 150 mm solid brick wall. If it is a pine board, it can penetrate 40 cm!

But the distance is still not as good as that of a rifle.

Click, click, Tang Song pulled out the gun and loaded the bullet. At this time, the other wild boars were already running wildly to the north.

Boss Tang rode a horse and chased the wild boars, enjoying the fun of hunting crazily.

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Several soldiers followed Tang and Song in pickup trucks to collect the loot.

There are about forty wild boars, big and small, some weigh more than forty pounds, and they all have patterns. Some of them look miserable. Some have half their heads missing, and some have lost a leg.

There can be more than a dozen of them weighing more than 100 pounds, and the largest one weighs 800 pounds.

The steel bristles on its back are as good as those on a porcupine,

The two exposed long tusks look like sharp knives. The proportion of the head is slightly shorter than that of the oriental wild boar, and the body shape is also more rounded.

giant!

A bullet hit its left eye, but judging from the marks on the ground, it rushed forward a few meters after being hit:

The bullet passed through the left eye and penetrated the brain. He failed to stop the car while running and slid over.

Well, this shot was fired by Sloan. Boss Tang looked at this behemoth from his horse and smacked his lips, feeling a little regretful.

Ryan next to him quietly took two steps towards Sloan.

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The previous farmer left a set of old cattle slaughtering equipment to Boss Tang.

It's not mechanized, it's more like a small semi-manual food processing workshop that is only used once or twice a year.

Slaughtering and processing pigs.

Of course, there is no need for Boss Tang to take action personally.

There were professional butchers in the former Assassin Brotherhood, and several of them were responsible for cutting open the tender meat of small wild boars and removing their feathers, while the larger ones were directly disemboweled and skinned.

Some of the wild boars are cleaned and thrown into a small icehouse on the farm, while the rest begins to be processed.

A few little wild boars, the smallest ones that have not yet molted, have been cleaned and grilled. They will be roasted or stewed later today. They are not smelly anyway.

The big ones are made into sausages and bacon.

A group of people were very busy shaving meat with knives.

The meat grinder and mixer are turned on, minced meat and minced meat are minced, a large amount of spices are mixed in, and sausages are made.

Once the sausage is stuffed, it is put into a wooden house and smoked with pine wood.

There are also about ten fans of wild boar hanging inside, and these meat slices need to be smoked for a longer period of time.

As for Boss Tang, he washed his hands and led a few people to the "construction site" through a hut behind the farm!

That's right, under this farm is a busy construction site.

This is a new base planned by the Tang and Song Dynasties.

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In a rough wooden house, several people sit around an oak dining table, which is filled with sumptuous food.

The best white sturgeon caviar, top-quality Gallic snails, foie gras, Japanese Wagyu sashimi, barbecue, seared king crab legs from the Bering Sea, and freshly smoked wild boar meat.

Pair it with Romanée-Conti red wine in a decanter.

This sumptuous gourmet banquet was a celebration banquet hosted by Boss Tang.

Naturally, the Tang and Song dynasties were at the top,

To his left is Ryan, who is wearing white gloves and a butler's uniform.

Ryan is followed by Kane and Frank,

Sitting across from the three of them were Skye, Sloan, and Fox.

"How's your plan to divert disaster to the east?" Tang Song looked at Kane.

This is a celebration banquet, but also a welcoming banquet to welcome Kane after returning from Wakanda.

As a former special forces commander, Kane has absolutely no problem with his operational thinking and commanding abilities.

It was his handiwork in inciting mercenaries to besiege Wakanda in East Africa.

In addition, according to Tang and Song's plan, he was also responsible for arranging an evacuation route to the Hydra base that was not easy to detect, but under careful inspection.

After hearing the boss's question, Kane replied: "The clues have been laid out, from the United Nations aid convoy to the plane evacuated to Russia. These fragments of clues will lead them to the Jiutou Russian base you mentioned!"

"Boss, according to what you said, these clues are extremely secretive, and those Wakandans may not be able to find them!"

"Don't underestimate any enemy!" Tang Song glanced at Kane: "Wakanda's military and espionage capabilities are not weak!"

"Have the actual evacuation routes been cleared?"

Tang Song scolded him and then asked casually.

"It's very clean!" Kane divided a piece of steak: "Everyone who knows, I saw everyone dead before I left!"

"Well done, everyone's salary will be increased by 50%!"

Although Capitalist Tang announced a salary increase, the atmosphere did not become lively. No one here was really working for salary.

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In Siberia, the extremely cold temperatures have left this resource-rich land sparsely populated.

Because of the weather, many Russians living here are keen to have a few sips of wine and watch football games in the bar.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of big cities, life is very comfortable.

On this day, a group of big Russian men were gathering in a bar, drinking strong drinks, watching the football game, and scolding the coach who was conceited and incompetent.

boom!

Just when a player on the TV was about to score a crucial goal, there was a loud noise and the whole bar shook.

Earthquake?!

With a crash, a group of people hurriedly ran out of the bar except Mengzi, who was drunk and fell to the ground.

Then everyone was stunned. In the high sky in the distance, a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose!

"The target has been destroyed, please apply to return!"

In the cockpit of the vibranium fighter, a black pilot looked with satisfaction at the half-disappeared mountain peak.

This is the base of the group of intruders detected by the Wakanda Intelligence Agency.

It was concealed and well-defended, and a lot of armed forces were stationed there. Considering the damage that might be caused by a strong attack, the completely angry old Black Panther came to get rid of it once and for all.

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Somewhere in the Federation, Daniel Whitehall just received the news: "???MMP"

Daniel, Whitehall, and Red Skull were HYDRA veterans for a period.

He is also one of the current heads of the Hydra. He wears glasses and is elegant and looks like an ordinary middle-aged professor. No one would have imagined that the man in front of him is an old monster who is more than a hundred years old.

London, an old castle dating back to the time of King Arthur, a simple and solemn hall, with a huge golden cross on the wall. The sunlight shines through the stained glass gun and reflects on the cross, creating a shadow of an inverted swastika.

In the main hall, there is a long antique conference table with a lot of history, and "people" are already sitting on the high-backed chairs.

It's just that these people are all virtual images, with mosaics on their faces.

This is Hydra's virtual roundtable.

Those who can sit here are the heads of Hydra.

"I need an explanation about the Russian base, Mr. Hall. This makes the organization very passive!"

Sitting at the head of the meeting was an old man wearing a suit whose face could not be seen clearly. He crossed his arms and questioned the middle-aged professor below.

Daniel Whitehall groaned: "I will investigate this matter! I will give you an explanation!"

As an old man of the same era as the Red Skull, Daniel Whitehall looked down on these rising stars from the bottom of his heart, but his goal was immortality and was not interested in the power of Hydra.

Faced with Alexander Pierce's questioning, he just replied lightly and remained silent.

"According to SHIELD's investigation results, the explosives in the Russian base are not nuclear weapons, but a cleaner bomb! This technology is at least twenty years ahead of the Federation!"

Alexander Pierce couldn't hide his emotional fluctuations in his tone: "Everyone should know what this means!"

Everyone present said nothing, and each fell into a brief silence.

An unknown, powerful opponent is also an obstacle to Hydra's great plan.

"Find them and destroy them!"

The person who spoke had a thick German accent, like an old-school soldier from the Third Reich.

"No matter who the enemy is, they started the war, and Hydra is not afraid of any challenge!"

"Baron, what you said is correct, but we must first find out who the enemy is?"

A charming female voice sounded. Just hearing the sound sounded like a feather was teasing in one's ear.

"I think the snakehead will find out about this, don't you think so, Mr. Secretary-General!"

"The Russian affairs have a great influence. I can't interfere too much, otherwise it will arouse Nick Fury's suspicion," Alexander Pierce glared at Mrs. Viper and expressed his concerns.

"But the federal government has already intervened in this matter. The federal government is more interested in this new type of energy bomb than we are. Our allies in the political circles will cover up our traces for us!"

"I never understand why you elected Nick Fury to the position in the first place. He is a trouble for us!" the Baron complained to Alexander Pierce.

Alexander Pierce sighed: "He is the most suitable candidate I have ever seen, a natural agent. If it weren't for him, our power would not have grown so big!"

The Baron was a little silent. What Pierce said was absolutely correct. After Nick Fury took over S.H.I.E.L.D., the scale and power of S.H.I.E.L.D. increased rapidly like a rocket.

S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra are two sides of the same coin. Compared with the end of World War II, Hydra's power has expanded almost ten times.

Nick Fury is a double-edged sword, easy to use, but he can hurt himself if he is not careful.

"No matter what, the most important thing now is to find the enemy who destroyed the Russian base. Hydra's blood cannot be shed in vain. I hope everyone will do their best!"

Alexander Pierce stood up: "Hail hydra!"

"Hail hydra!"

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The empty castle regained its calm at some point, leaving only the raven outside the castle crowing in the treetops.

(End of chapter)