Lazy God Possession

A closed-door meeting is taking place in a conference room at the Aguinaldo Barracks in Quezon City, Metro Manila, with the Secretary of Defense, the Chief of Staff, the Navy Commander and others present. | 经 | 典 | xiao | 说 |. |

The topic of this meeting is how to deal with the Silent Temporary temporarily seized.

At this time, there are two camps arguing about how to deal with the Silent. One faction thinks that the Philippines does not have various facilities for the Silent. It is too troublesome to maintain or operate. Therefore, the Silent should be auctioned and the proceeds obtained from the auction The money was used to improve military equipment.

Another group believed that the Silence should be taken down and added to the Philippine Navy's sequence.

Listening to his subordinates arguing, only the Secretary of Defense has not spoken and frowned.

The considerations of both sides have their reasons. Silence is a not very clean warship. If it is included in its navy sequence, it will always be troublesome. If it is sold, it will be a hundred, even if someone investigates it. , Can also shirk.

However, such a warship as Silent is already an aircraft carrier to the Philippines. It is a pity to lose it.

However, in general, he still tends to sell Silence, and raising such a ship is not good for the Philippines.

Just then, a staffer came in holding the secretary of defense's cell phone, whispered something in his ear, and handed it to him.

A woman's voice came from the cell phone: "Hello Buesa, turn on the hands-free so everyone can hear my voice ..."

Buesa didn't know why, he felt that he should listen to his suggestion. He raised a hand and motioned everyone to stop talking for a while. The conference table was quiet. Then Buesa turned on the speakerphone and put the phone On the table in front of me.

A soft female voice came out of it: "Dear generals, I hope you can cooperate with me. I will help you control the best navy in the world, and this first step will start with the Silence. I suggest that you send out the Marines now and take down Silence completely. Silence is a ship worth taking by force. With Silence, you have the seeds to build the world's most powerful navy ... "

In fact, many times to incite a person does not need to be logical, you just have to follow their ideas. Let them see what they want most.

For example, Buesa now wants to make the Philippines' military strength stronger and better equipped.

A person is always willing to hear what he wants.

With the voice coming out from the phone, many of the people in the room lit up their eyes.

But some people's faces were completely gloomy.

A gloved officer and several other gloved officers looked at each other and got up to leave.

By the time he returned, Buesa had given the order: "Immediately order the Marines to go to Manila Port and capture the Silence!"

"Honour Minister, does this order ask the President ..." A gloved general stood up against it, before he finished speaking. A voice has been heard on the phone: "Mr. Buesa, anyone who wants to stop you has ulterior motives. They may be traitors. Please don't let anyone stop you ..."

With a command from Buesa, a group of soldiers poured in, dragging down the opponents just now, and several other white gloves looked at each other for a while, and forbeared temporarily.

But as the phone kept ringing, they thought. Began to shake slowly.

Maybe ... they serve bss, are they really treason? Maybe it's best to let Singapore deduct Silence and incorporate it into Singapore's navy order?

The phone has been on the phone for a long time. They are still confused and struggling.

...

On the deck, Cheng Ning is still struggling: "General Manager Yang, please report to bss immediately, you must not act without authorization ..."

Cheng Ning had already raised the blind stick in his hand and looked at the armored vehicle coming from the dock and the patrol boat coming from the sea.

"Put him down." Yang Ji waved his hand, and several mercenary soldiers immediately escorted Cheng Ning into the cabin.

"General Yang. Do I need to bring the chickens prepared in the cabin?" The Colonel asked tremblingly, he had a very bad hunch.

"No need." Yang Ji stood on the bow of the ship, holding the staff of fear in his hands.

"Then ... I organized my brothers to leave Manila Port immediately ..."

There were originally several members of the Marine Corps on the Silence. On the surface, the Silence was detained by the Philippines, so they were all on the deck, but these people were not allowed to enter the deck at all.

Several of these officers were scared by the Staff of Fear. At this time, Yang Ji beckoned to one of the officers, showing a cold smile.

"No need." Yang Ji stretched out his hand. "Give me the console and let them open the loudspeaker."

When the members of the Philippine Marine Corps approached the line of sight, Yang Ji raised the blind stick in his hand and snorted, splashing blood.

Then a thunderous voice sounded from the loudspeaker: "Surender, or die!"

With a "brush", most of the members of the Marine Corps almost subconsciously dropped the weapons in their hands, kneeled on the ground, held their heads in both hands, and put on a surrendering posture. At that moment, Yang Ji felt that he had Something was exploding. At this moment, he really realized that the blind stick in his hand was more powerful than all the power he had seen before!

Yang Ji gasped desperately, his heart was expanding infinitely, almost breaking through his own body, his spirit was extremely agitated. At this moment, he seemed to step on the clouds and overlook the earth.

Is this the power of authority? This is the power that Mr. Nan has!

This is the power of all sentient beings, invincible!

With such power, he will do everything!

"Kill all those who are unwilling to surrender their weapons!" Yang Ji took the handstand and issued a second order through the loudspeaker. This order covered a distance of hundreds of meters. The surrendered Marines were like It was like a mad tiger, and rushed to those who had not seen Yang Ji's killing, were not affected by the fear of authority, or did not listen to Yang Ji's order, still holding a weapon, and did not know what happened.

That moment. Nearly a thousand members of the Philippine Marine Corps are like crazy ant colonies, beating each other, biting each other, and rolling into a ball on the dock or on the deck.

Yang Ji stood on the deck. Looking down, he is just an order to let these people die, forget everything, even those heads he has ever seen. Never had such authority and power.

At that moment, he had an impulse, just holding a blind stick, killing him all the way, seeing God killing God, seeing Buddha killing Buddha, the whole world will succumb to his fear.

He took two steps back and slowly raised his hands, like a king accepting worship of his subjects, a blind stick in his hands. It's like a magic baton that can direct everything in this world.

He gently waved the blind stick, and as he waved, he slowly backed away.

Suddenly a "snap" sound, something hit his leg, almost tripped him, he stretched out his hand, grabbed something, turned his head, and saw a lounge chair quietly there.

It's Nanming's lounge chair. And his hand rested on the lounge chair.

Yang Ji stood there, looking at the lounge chair, his face changed. Suddenly tangled, suddenly hesitated.

Not long ago, Mr. Nan must have been lying here, and felt the omnipotent feeling of the king coming to the world.

And this lounge chair is the throne of President Nan.

He has an impulse. Just lie down like this.

This idea made Yang Ji's whole body of blood boil, even more than he just waved a million horses, just before the three armies fell to the capital to be exciting.

Lying on the throne of President Nan and replacing it?

Is there anything more tempting in this world than this?

Starting today, he will never have to obey anyone's orders again!

He slowly bent down and bent his legs, and sat down in the lounge chair.

Such a seductive feeling, no one in the world can resist, and Yang Ji is no exception.

Sink, indulge, even God, can't resist this temptation.

Sit on the throne that originally belonged to Nanming, and then become your own king and the king of the world.

His **** was almost sitting on the reclining chair, but at that moment, an unspeakable feeling stopped him.

No one in this world can resist this temptation?

If so, how did this blind stick with fear authority get into his hands?

At least one person in this world does not care about the power of this blind stick, and despite its power, it is still in his hands.

Does he live up to that trust?

Or is he really betraying the man who created the "stick of fear"?

"Huh ..." Yang Ji slowly stood up, looked back at the reclining chair. He had thousands of thoughts in his heart, struggling constantly, sucking the recliner with a stick, or throwing it directly into the water. .

But in the end, he stood upright, just like the day before, standing on the side of the fence not far from the side of the reclining chair and looking down.

His mission is to make the Silencer whitewash safely and smoothly without any problems.

...

In the conference room, everyone looked differently, waiting for news from the Marines.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open, a group of soldiers rushed in, and the black muzzle pointed at the crowd.

An officer at the door was furious and stood up and said, "What are you doing, are you treasonous?"

Before he could finish speaking, a blind stick had been stretched over and passed it across his chest.

Looking at the suddenly sluggish conference room, Yang Ji said, "I want you to wash the Silencer white, and then return it to the original owner intact, understand?"

Buesa's body was shocked, and for a long while speechless, Yang Ji had pulled out his blind stick and turned to leave.

Yang Ji, who walked out of the conference room, didn't know why, and felt relieved in his heart.

He looked sideways at the colonel following him: "Tell everyone, what is happening today is forbidden to talk from today, and forbid anyone, including bss, understand?"

"Yes." The colonel bowed his head, sulking.

Such a violent Yang Ji, leave him in the Philippines for a while and stay out of the sea. When he returns, he will be the ordinary Yang Ji.

Just then, Yang Ji's cell phone rang.

Yang Ji's first thought was that Nanming called and asked about the situation. He stopped and looked down at the phone, but found that it was an unknown number.

"Hey, who?" Yang Ji asked.

"Mr. Yang Ji, we haven't met, but I understand your power." A female voice came over the phone.

Hearing this voice, Yang Ji immediately knew the identity of the other party, killing Ming!

"Sorry." Yang Ji was about to hang up, the other voice said: "Please don't hang up first, I just want to talk to you."

Yang Ji frowned: "Hurry up and say something!"

"Mr. Yang Ji, with your ability and talent, you really have to stay under a useless teenager. When his bodyguard and babysitter wipe his **** all day?" The voice on the phone said, "You Have you ever thought about creating a new foundation with me, I can help you fulfill all your wishes, even if you want to rule the world, or everything that is even more impossible ... "

"If you want to talk to me next time, remember to talk face-to-face." Yang Ji hung up the phone, and when he remembered the phone again, Yang Ji didn't answer it.

He wanted to move forward, but felt his heart beating again. It seemed that something had been activated by the phone just now, and the decision he had just made suddenly became less reliable again. .

"Damn!" Yang Ji knew that he was affected by another force. His mentality and thoughts were not very stable. The call to kill Ming was sinister.

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The phone still rang, and seemed to be urging Yang Ji to pick it up. Yang Ji struggled until the colonel reminded him: "It's bss!"

Yang Ji lowered his head and pressed the answer key.

Nan Ming's voice came from the phone. Yang Ji didn't actually hear what Nan Ming was talking about. At the moment when the answer key was dialed, Yang Ji turned suddenly, the blind stick was lifted, and a man standing in the corner was pierced. Guard's chest.

"Even if you want to betray, it must be your own choice, you will not be controlled by anyone!" Yang Ji looked at the blood-splattered soldier and said in his heart fiercely.

"What was it?" Nan Ming's voice sounded.

"Oh, Mr. Nan, it's nothing, Mr. Nan, the whitening of the Silencer went smoothly, but I used the power of the staff of fear a little ..."

"Oh, it's hard." Nan Ming's voice came from the phone, very warm. "I'd like to thank you well when you come back. By the way, don't rush back and have fun in the Philippines." (To be continued.)