The Strongest Guild Of The World

102: The World of Petroleum (for automatic subscription)

on the plane.

Magneto looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, and his mind seemed to be misty.

A picture flashed in his mind. The energy man and his two subordinates became slaves to the organization. This is not necessarily better than death.

after an hour.

He walked out of the Syrian airport and looked at the prosperous hometown with a bright face.

In a trance, he hadn't returned for a year. Looking at the many more buildings on the side of the street, the familiar accents in his ears became more familiar. The whole world is full of his compatriots.

"Thanks to the head of state." Magneto prayed in his heart, and his eyes were pious.

Today, he doesn't hate that person anymore. Over the years, he has better understood the nature of the U.S. and the face of Jewish capitalists who made ordinary Jews suffer.

One day "." Magneto gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to look to the sky, it was a cold and sturdy blue white.

Called a taxi, Magneto chatted with the middle-aged man who was driving.

Middle-aged people can speak well and talk about all the big and small things in the Jewish Autonomous Region.

"Now our population is more than five million." The middle-aged driver said happily, with glory and emotion on his face.

Magneto nodded. Once upon a time, Jews left their hometowns and were ostracized and discriminated against in many European countries.

But now, they have a brand new homeland. Although it is still an autonomous region belonging to the European Union, in the eyes of Magneto and other Jews, this is their hometown.

The head of state also fulfilled his promise to the Jews, giving Jews fair and just treatment and stipulating that all ethnic groups in the European Union are equal in law.

When the Jewish Autonomous Region was established, the European Union gave low-interest loans and fully supported it from various quarters. This backward land in Syria has become a city of all sizes in just ten years.

The life of the Jews has stabilized, they have a homeland, work, and food and clothing. Their lives are getting better day by day, and they are now no less than the EU average.

"I don't envy those Jewish chaebols, but I envy those Jewish scientists and university professors. They have a higher status in the European Union and are the pride of all our Jews." The middle-aged driver said with emotion. He will let his two sons now. Study hard and become an elite among the Jews in the future.

Magneto smiled, with an arrogance at the corner of his mouth. Speaking of high-level Jewish mutants like him, his status is no worse than those of Jewish scientists.

He joined the incredible immortal guild many years ago, it was a giant that spanned the world, and he might be the most powerful figure among the Jews.

Get out of the taxi, wave and smile to bid farewell to the enthusiastic driver.

Turning around, he looked at the three-story building across the street from the city. Below was a restaurant, and the upper two floors were houses. This was his home in the Jewish Autonomous Region of Syria.

evening.

Magneto’s family had dinner together, and his heart melted when he looked at his still young parents and his sister who had grown up as a girl.

He is extremely grateful to Lord Ye Ze who resurrected them, otherwise he would have to live in hatred and anger throughout his life. He still remembers the despair and madness.

Can't wait to destroy the world.

My sister is ready to go to university. Although Syria has established two comprehensive universities, the best universities are still in Europe, dé, ying and France.

After thinking about it, he suggested that his sister go to dé for further studies. He has a certain relationship and is not bad at money. He can arrange the best school conditions for his sister.

After staying at home for a few days, Magneto rode a bicycle and began to tour Syria.

The Jewish Autonomous Region is not all, but a part of Syria. Magneto is out of the Autonomous Region, and it is obvious that it is different.

Although the other side is also a city planned by the European Union, the development is too far behind, and there are cows and sheep in the city, one by one old Arabs and dirty children running around.

Magneto’s vision is complicated. These are the original Syrian locals who are now concentrated and resettled, but they don’t seem to be suitable for modern urban life. Everything is messy.

Speaking of it, the number of Jews in Syria now exceeds that of local Arabs, and they are ranked top in the entire Arabian Peninsula.

"It's just that there are fewer resources." Magneto sighed inwardly.

There are not many resources in Syria. The key point does not belong to the Jews. They cannot mine and can only use parts of the ground sustainably. Syria's resources are the local people who feed it.

Looking up, Magneto looked at the neighbors in Syria, with scorching heat in his eyes.

In ten years, the Arabian Peninsula has been turned upside down, and it has become a world of oil.

The European Union became the biggest winner, and they controlled the right to extract oil here.

Reminiscent of the great oil development in Libya during World War II, Magneto sighed. It is a gift from God.

The locals on the Arabian Peninsula have little benefit. The key is that there is no country here. Now the European Union has divided it into small fragments to rule.

Magneto thought of something, and his eyes flickered.

He knew that Libya's oil fields still had half of that adult, and that he reached an agreement with the head of state that the development of resources in the vast areas of the central and northern peninsula also belonged to him.

""The real winner. "The Magneto King was amazed in his heart, he deserves to be that adult.

At that time, the European Union did not know that almost all oil was under the Arabian Peninsula, so a large proportion of it was handed over here.

Magneto later heard that many big European figures wanted to tear up the treaty, but they were prevented by the head of state.

There was a smile on Magneto’s face, fortunately the head of state stopped him, otherwise he might have a task at that time, how could those people be opponents of the guild.

Turning his eyes to the east, he also learned about the situation there during this time.

"I have to go there when I have time. With that adult, the Eastern countries will be able to develop sooner or later." Magneto thought of something.

As a responsible Jew, he (Zhao Zhaohao) believed that there should be a way for Jews.

at the same time.

An Arab tribe a hundred kilometers away in Syria.

A dozen local chiefs gathered in a tent.

The fat mutton is fragrant and fragrant, and the beautiful girls are singing and dancing.

The bearded man drank and ate meat, grabbing a woman from time to time and laughing.

Eat and drink enough, idle and miscellaneous people wait to retreat.

"What are we waiting for? The oil is our wealth!" a plump man shouted.

"The weapons of the Americans have already arrived. Let them see how good our Arabs are this time." Another young man said grimly.

Most of the people at the scene looked hesitant, although they drank, they also understood the terrible dé people.

At this time, an American came in.

"We are mercenaries of the free enterprise, and we will fight with you." The Americans smiled mysteriously.

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