Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

New York City, Thain Foundation.

Barry held his cigar and looked at a letter and a photo that appeared on his desk.

"Damn bastard!"

Taking a deep breath, Barry understood that this threatening letter was to make him a dog under the sender!

Without awakening the Golden Eyes and the mixed-race spirit of speech, Barry was just a pair of gloves that could be replaced at any time in the eyes of those mixed-race families!

"damn it."

Clenching his fists, Barry looked at the floor of the Thane Foundation where he was the only one left.

The fighting between the mixed races and the real fight with real guns caused the New York police to enter the anti-terrorism mode.

But even so, the New York Police Department continues to increase its police presence. When faced with mixed-race elites whose physical fitness is no less than that of Superboy compared to humans, and who are all proficient in firearms and equipped with efficient intelligence systems, the so-called policemen come to clean up the floor after the shootout.

By the time the police arrive, the deaths and murders that should have occurred have often already occurred.

"Barry, the Assembly has approved this bill."

The phone rings and the good news arrives.

But Barry didn't think this was good news.

The passage of the new bill means that the United States has really begun to shake up the state machinery and take a hard look at the global financial system. This also means that the Gattuso family will adopt more radical methods, including many things that ignore the bottom line and the law.

In the fight between gods and gods, people like him can't do anything.

"Damn it." He slammed his hands on the table hard. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but have a crazy idea - since it's a life-and-death situation, I'll kill you first!

He pulled the chair with both hands and started working on the keyboard.

Software, systems, and various "weapons" were used under Barry's command to divide the industrial companies corresponding to the Gattuso family.

"You think I would agree? What a joke!" Gritting his teeth and cursing a few Chinese quintessences, Barry continued to shoot.

The Thain Foundation, the behemoth Rothschild, the Morgan consortium left behind by the foam, etc., are like weapons that keep firing on Barry's fingers at this moment, constantly tearing the flesh and blood of the Gattuso family.

After the first shot was fired, more and more people followed Barry's steps and began to attack the agreed final BOSS in an orderly manner.

"Wardfake!"

Barry, who has taken one step firmly and has no chance of turning back, is like a crazy gambler, frantically tearing apart the corresponding properties of the Gattuso family with his hands.

Following his operations, news about real estate thunderstorms appeared on major forums in the United States.

Economics bloggers, big Vs derived from the Internet industry and other public opinion personnel carried out the instructions left by Bai Mo and pushed the first domino.

With the collapse of the first domino, the ensuing storm spreads a disaster to the whole world.

There was a thunder on the ground, and countless people were killed.

"damn it!"

The secret party meeting, the elders gathered together.

They gathered together originally to discuss the current changes in the situation and what impact it would have on the secret party, and to resolve the storm caused by the foam through negotiation.

However, Barry and various gamblers who had already sharpened their knives detonated the thunder of the American economy.

When the Gattuso family and other secret party elders looked at the sudden collapse of the international economic system, they covered their chests and looked like a dead person.

In the avalanche situation, the Gattuso family is now like a nuclear bomb being hit directly in the face, and their vitality has been severely damaged.

Trillions of dollars evaporated out of thin air. About 20% of the Gattuso family's properties were instantly defunded, while the remaining 60% of assets suffered an irreversible decline.

Not only that, with the arrival of chain reactions, a series of derivative group industries of the Gattuso family have been dragged into this abyss of quagmire that is impossible to pull out.

Even if the industries, groups, companies, etc. of these mixed-race families are only the tip of the iceberg on the surface, and their trump cards are actually hidden, such a huge loss is not something he can accept calmly.

In other words, no one can, after being slapped wildly in the mouth, pass the other side of the face to others and let them continue to be slapped.

"Damn it!" Pulling himself together again, the elder of the Gattuso family couldn't help roaring: "You have betrayed the secret party!"

"Whose secret party?" the elder of the Habsburg family said without any politeness: "Our secret party, or your secret party? Gattuso's secret party!"

He slapped his hands on the table, dissatisfaction, anger, disgust, regret and other emotions, like spilled condiment bottles, escaping everywhere in this meeting.

These old people, who are almost over 200 years old, are jumping around like cats with exploded fur at this time, quarreling back and forth for their own interests.

In the past, due to the Abraham Accords of the secret party, the strength of these elder representatives maintained peace. But the so-called peace is nothing more than a fragile balance of checks and balances, and this peace may collapse at any time.

Just like Angers was criticized by the school board for the Dragon Bone of the Lord of Bronze and Fire, causing the principal to almost lose his identity.

In the face of real and genuine interests, the "companions" who can live peacefully with you will turn their backs without hesitation.

When the secret party elders, who claim to be the embodiment of elegance and art, encounter such real interests, their so-called elegance and art cannot last even for a minute.

"What are you going to do!" The elder of the Gattuso family looked directly at the people opposite and said, "The secret party meeting is held, and then they secretly attack me!"

"Oh, aren't you the same?" The elder of the Morgan family said coldly: "Don't think that we are all blind and can't see where the large amount of money that disappears every year from the Gattuso family goes."

"God's punishment, what a trump card."

As his words fell, the people who had been prepared took out a series of information about divine punishment.

A weapon used against the Dragon King.

This is the definition given to it by the Gattuso family.

But with this era-crushing alchemy and space-based kinetic energy weapon in his hands, could he possibly not intimidate these secret party elders and those mixed-race families?

impossible!

Weapons were created, thus causing an imbalance of order.

Sooner or later, the Gattuso family will liquidate the secret party. His ambition is to become the emperor of the new era!

With the revelation of divine punishment, a new round of quarrels ushered in.

Many words were spoken by different elders, but what these people meant internally and externally was clear—we need an answer.

The weapons of the Gattuso family have put almost all the secret party elders in danger, and they are worried that they will become the target of the Gattuso family's liquidation in the future.

After all, if you put yourself in his shoes, if you have this kind of weapon in your hands, you will definitely make your family the "New Dragon Clan" and the master of dividing the world's territory after the Dragon King is eliminated.

By that time, the Gattuso family will definitely rely on the divine punishment in their hands to control the world's right to speak!

Don't say you will follow the agreement.

As we all know, agreements are meant to be torn apart, and cooperation is just preparation for the next war.

"This is a weapon used to slay dragons."

"Hahahaha, this is really a good joke."

An elder spoke.

"You said that this sword hanging over everyone's heads was the one you planned to use to slay the dragon?"

You are preparing to slay the dragon, but this does not prevent you from having the idea of ​​killing any of us here.

Don't say you don't have it, I have this thought in your position, how could you not have it.

The chain of suspicion and suspicion now forced the elder of the Gattuso family into a very unfavorable situation. The game made him seem to have settled into a very bad position.

"I promise not..." The elder of the Gattuso family tried to calm these people down, preparing to appease them with benefits.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Wait a minute, you didn't say you promised not to leave any of us behind, and then just planned to get over it like this, right?"

"Hahaha, this is a really good joke."

"You can't let go..."

"what would you like!"

At this time, in the Secret Party Elders' Council, these elders have opened up the original elegant and harmonious shell. Everyone is like a greedy dragon, ready to plunder everyone else's treasure.

"You need to dismantle the scourge."

This is the prerequisite for all cooperation.

If you see your neighbor buying a handgun, you and your neighbor may have a conflict. You know, he knows, you know he knows...what would you do?

Two options, one is to destroy the neighbor's pistol, and the other is to own a pistol yourself. But no matter which choice is made, the result represents the arrival of the era of deterrence.

The elder's face was as red as pig liver at this moment. He squeezed his hand tightly, and there was unbearable pain in his eyes.

The price paid by the Gattuso family to create the weapon of scourge was too heavy. The theoretical research of weapons, the development of materials, weapon maintenance, etc. This is an unimaginable astronomical figure.

There is no mechanical deity that comes out of thin air, and the resources consumed by each part are very heavy.

The manufacturing, production, and up to now maintenance of God's Scourge have all consumed the Gattuso family's real money!

At this time, is it possible that it was demolished so casually just for this reason?

"impossible."

Elder Gattuso pointed his finger at the opposite side and shouted angrily: "You stabbed me, but you asked me to put down my weapon!"

How can there be such a good thing in the world!

The situation reached a stalemate at this time, and neither party was willing to let go.

On the one hand, the trump card of Divine Punishment is really a key card, but on the other hand, it was finally dragged into the quagmire.

The quarrel, the endless quarrel, no elder of the secret party could let go.

Seeing their noise, Ange, who was sitting in the chair, felt like his head was getting big.

——Can you successfully slay the dragon just by relying on these "teammates"?

As the yelling and swearing became more and more serious, Angers had to ask these elders to "quiet".

"Okay, now the question is - the King of Bronze and Fire is resurrected, and he's in New York."

"What are you going to do?"

The elder of the Gattuso family calmly replied: "Caesar will carry the trump card and kill the resurrected Dragon King."

Dragon King, Dragon Bone Cross...these four words were recalled by them invariably.

Then some elders began to fantasize - is it possible for me to obtain the Dragon Bone Cross?

The general trend has been overthrown