The Strongest Arms Dealer

The reason why Tang Dao didn't intend to "pull out" the "human genetic experiment" was because he thought the other party was just an ordinary scientific extremist organization, but now it seems that it has a very strong "mysterious color".

I don't want to "promote" you, and I'm completely sorry that you have been "buried" in the ground for so long.

Therefore, the "Freedom Video" website under Yahoo has done a lot of creations on this. You know, netizens at this time are not so "crazy", surfing the Internet is still a rare thing, and similarly, chatting online is also serious Therefore, this video is more like popular science.

Tang felt that it was meaningless after watching two or three episodes.

This requires innovation and the desire to keep people watching. Who would watch documentaries?

He had to stimulate the creative inspiration of netizens, so he went off in person, hired professionals to edit it, chose a decent name, and then asked an insider to put it on the homepage to promote it grandly, and the number of views immediately increased.

In fact, the most important thing is recommendation. I have been single-player, and the creation of video websites is increasing by thousands every day. How can I see yours?

Tang Dao's video is nothing outstanding, it just uses some humor that Europeans like. In fact, in his opinion, it is a completely cold joke, such as.

Campaigners are shouting out to voters.

"Our future life will be better!"

A voice came from the audience.

"Then what shall we do?"

Political jokes like this are still very popular in the Western world. At least Tang Dao's version has become popular for a while, and other creative bloggers will naturally learn from it.

This caused the effect it should have.

The Internet continues to ferment, and the traditional media is also on fire. One day, the secret of Lincoln's death is revealed, and tomorrow, the life of Kennedy's widow is revealed. There is a name in it: the secret society!

This is also the predecessor name of the Superman organization.

When a person is full, it is easy to use the power of imagination.

With the promotion of caring people, it is difficult not to get angry!

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San Francisco, Carmel. Fort!

The castle, which was built in 1877, was the private property of Modeste, a tourist tycoon at the time. At that time, it cost about 200,000 pounds. Now, it should be more expensive, with a price of more than 38 million U.S. dollars.

Of course, the descendants of Modeste will not sell.

It's already a status symbol here.

At this time, in the ancient castle, in the resplendent and resplendent hall, there were more than a dozen white males sitting, either crossing their legs, thinking deeply, or playing with the things they could reach in their hands.

A young man stood in the middle of them and said excitedly, "This is a declaration of war! That Asian is ignoring the rules of the game, what is he doing? He understands what he is doing, what we should do is fight back! Like It was us to Kennedy..."

"Dr. Babos, that's enough, you've said enough." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone with a very impatient tone. The young man who was speaking turned around and saw a person behind him. The white-haired man looked at him, but he looked young and had a very good temperament.

Brabus obviously knew him, bowed slightly, but still had to argue for his own interests, "Mr. Grote, I just want to express my opinion."

"Your opinion is not important, Dr. Babos." Grote's words were very direct and frank, and you couldn't even see a little contempt and contempt in his eyes, as if he was just stating a fact.

Grote crossed his legs, with a magazine on his lap, "I know you have a very good relationship with Borg, and we also understand that he saved your life, and you want to stand up for him, but you also know that, His genetic sequence is completely wrong, he is worthless now, it is impossible for us to tear ourselves apart with Nicholas Tang because of him, this is the decision of the elders."

Brabus's face froze, and there was a haze and helplessness in his eyes. He was the man with glasses who had a close relationship with Borg in the town of Stratford before. Both of them were scientific researchers, and He is very fanatical about genes, and they are both rare friends.

Of course he knows where Borg is now, but he has no ability to go. Only those who are "summoned" can go to the Alps, otherwise it will be considered blasphemy. The hierarchy of their organization is also rigid!

What has been passed down from the Middle Ages is not only the background and history, but also an increasingly strict hierarchy. At the top is the Presbyterian Church, which is actually the father of the patron. As for whether it has been changed?

Brabus doesn't know, but he knows that it is impossible for a leader to be without money.

If the 12 people present work hard, they will definitely cause trouble in Europe and even the world. What Brabus knows is that the crocodile Soros is actually just a wage earner under their banner.

So, he's right that it doesn't matter.

Science can create benefits, but scientists cannot do without benefits. This sounds like a heart-wrenching sentence. If Brabus wants to continue to maintain his studio, he can only humiliate and bow his head, but he is still unwilling to say , "He doesn't follow the rules..."

After saying this, the whole living room fell silent.

Grote didn't speak, and a fat man with some meat on his face sitting next to him spoke, with a smile on his face, the fat man was trembling when he spoke, "Nicholas is also the rule maker now, I Know what you're trying to say, JFK is different, he ruined our interests, and the asian didn't, you know ordinary people like to talk about what we rich people do when they are bored, because they don't have the ability to do as much as we do Busy to change the time, you can't deprive them of their only happiness, can you, Brabus."

Hearing these words, Babos fell silent.

"You don't have to worry about Borg's affairs. You can settle your laboratory's affairs safely. Our elders will make a decision. Let's go." Grote waved his hand and said the last words. He was obviously in the team of more than a dozen people. It is also very prestigious, and no one refute it.

No matter how uncomfortable Babos was, he could only bow his head slightly and respectfully before leaving. When he opened the door, he walked out of the gate of the castle, and there were two or three security personnel watching him outside.

Standing at the door, Babos was still very depressed. He raised his head, and it was snowing in San Francisco at night? He stretched out his hand, and sure enough, he saw snowflakes falling, and whispered to himself, "The sky has changed."

He turned his head and took a deep look at the gate, and then entered the darkness under the eyes of the security personnel.

And in the castle.

The elders are still working on it.

The fat man who has always grown flesh spoke first, his small eyes sparkled with wisdom, "Borg is stupid, but I think Nicholas is smart, and he certainly doesn't want to conflict with us. I think we need to find someone to talk to him." Have a good talk."

"That Asian is very arrogant, I don't like it very much." Someone expressed his opinion.

The fat man just nodded with a smile, and looked at the others. Everyone expressed their opinions. Some people felt that they should teach the Savior Company a lesson, while others wanted to make money with kindness.

"Hmph, how do you teach the Savior Company a lesson? Do you not allow his products to be sold in Europe or stop his suppliers? Or prepare to launch African troops to attack him? Don't be kidding, we have to recognize the reality." Groo Te's words are always so heart-wrenching, even if he is one of his own, he speaks very bluntly, and his disdain for those extremists is not concealed in his tone.

This naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, "Groot, what do you mean by that, we are all for the organization, who are you telling this to?"

Just when Grote wanted to fight alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The person sitting in the middle said, "Okay!" His voice...was a little windy, and his body leaned forward slightly. The person hiding in the reflection The face suddenly appeared.

A very weird face, half of the face is numb, half of the face's eyes are moving, like... a stroke patient.

His only moving eyes looked at Grote, "Go and tell Nicholas that our purpose is not to conflict with him, but let him stop this stupid method, those stupid ordinary people will not Understand what experiment we are doing!" He paused, looking at the others, "I feel that my body is recovering life, I think, we should...No! We are walking on the right path, immortality! "

His words were very fanatical, and everyone present showed excitement, even the normal-looking Grote and the fat man.

But suddenly, the man paused, his face turned red, and the only moving eye began to twitch continuously. He stood up and took a deep breath, "The meeting is over, don't forget our purpose, when you become a god, this world belongs to us !"

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