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Chapter 41 Banquet 1

() More than 17,000 high-quality marble with a height of more than one meter and is white enough to be without any flaws, from the foundation to the height of more than one hundred meters, which makes people unable to look up to; 413 stone steps that are more than eight meters long, are laid from the horizon to two hundred meters away, and in front of the magnificent gate like the castle gate, the vast classical architectural art gives people a powerful visual shock.

Just standing in front of the door, I felt my calves cramped a little. No matter how I tidy up the coat, it was in the way, so I had to squeeze the wallet in my pocket desperately to maintain my last little dignity without being overwhelmed by the domineering aura of the rich.

"Brother Xiang, here."

However, Mikel and the others did not go directly through the gate, but turned around and turned into a small door behind the hotel for staff to enter and exit. Judging from their proficiency, they must have done a lot of homework before coming.

A group of people closed the door sneakily, put down two black suitcases and started to arrange the rings. I have watched this thing many times in second-rate TV series. Generally speaking, the guys that can be either loud or super dangerous goods such as drugs, bombs, or even nuclear bombs. Every time they are taken out, it means that justice and evil have a big battle.

But... kidding, it's not that exaggerating.

I just thought about it indifferently, watching Mikel open the suitcase and put forward cylindrical metal cans with skull logos... Uh, wait, this is not the same as agreed!

"I'll go, what's this? What do you want to do?"

I was shocked and rushed up and held Mikel's wrist.

"The latest military chemical poison 'Agent Orange' can poison an adult with a grain of rice," Mikel's eyes pounded with a flame, which made people shudder. "If it is released from here, it should be able to fill every banquet hall immediately with the air pump."

After subconsciously glanced around, I noticed that this was actually a general studio full of machinery and instruments.

If I remember correctly, according to the promotional materials, this hotel has a total of 16 fully enclosed internal circulation large banquet halls that can accommodate more than 200 people. Even if it is discounted, it will kill at least thousands of people at a time.

This idea made my language system almost lose control and scream almost as if I was nervous.

"Wait, you can't do that!"

"Why can't these bastards invade our country and kill our brothers and sisters, shouldn't they die?"

Mikel breathed awkwardly as if he had poured two pounds of soju and stared at me fiercely, as if I had said something more to slaughter me and eat it.

I was speechless for a moment.

To be honest, I was not afraid of killing people at the beginning. The lives of the four treaty army mecha soldiers can prove this, but fighting and plundering on the battlefield is one thing. Using large-scale destruction weapons to massacre hundreds of unarmed people, plus unprepared people is another big problem. As for why, I can't tell the reason, but I instinctively think this is wrong.

"Don't worry, Brother Xiang, we've inquired before. Now there is only the banquet hall on the 14th floor that holds a banquet, and the staff are all the leading figures of the Treaty Army." The guerrillas on the side saw that the atmosphere was wrong and rushed over to smooth things over. "Although it may affect several compatriots...but, it is already the best effort we can do."

If you think about it carefully, it is true that in these chaotic years, who is in the mood to hold a banquet besides occupying the army? This makes people feel much more relaxed, but I still feel a little uneasy.

"Then what do you want me to do? I will not use this beforehand, it will be worth your life if you poison it."

I was like a suspect questioned by a jingman, and I was completely responsible as quickly as possible. I didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of terror activity at all.

"Don't worry, we just want you to help confirm the goal."

"Target?"

"That's right, it is said that today, the commander of the Fourth Army of the Treaty Army, Longdnev, will come to celebrate in person. He is the biggest tyrant in the war and the most vicious enemy of the entire Confederacy. He must be eliminated."

Mikel regained some sanity and said decisively with a frown.

"That is to say, everyone else is a foiling vase?"

I couldn't help but sarcastic, but Mikel seemed to have never heard of it. Instead, he flipped through the suitcase and made a very high-end dress and a certified chip.

This is a bit novel. Dresses and other things can be done as long as you have money. However, this certified chip is the crystallization of all information technology in the alliance. It can conduct a comprehensive identification of the holder's figure, face, iris, fingerprints, body temperature, etc. It is not something that ordinary small workshops with several lathes can be made casually, and this thing does not look like a fake at all.

By the way, I don't think any other country can easily produce such cutting-edge products.

In other words, this thing may be like those buckets of military poisons of unknown origin, and they are all provided by the boss behind the scenes. It seems that some people want to see a tragedy on earth more than the Avengers.

It's so disgusting.

"That's so simple, and there are so many props, can you do it yourself?"

I asked in confusion, but who knew that all of these people blushed, and Mikel coughed and explained:

"Brother Xiang, do you first look at some of us who are like upper class people?"

What kind of bird problem is this? I looked up and down each person, and in less than five seconds, I started to shake my head: Because it was a troops fighting on the front line for many years, my buddies were all big and thick, with their bodies as if they were half orcs, and they could chop firewood with their hands, their feet could open bricks, and their shoulders could carry cows. More importantly, they were involuntarily with their eyebrows and eyes, and they were full of murderous intent. Some people believed that they were the bodyguards of the black boss.

"So we see all the people in the operation, and you are the one who is more suitable," one of the guys added, "At least they look like a normal person."

I wiped my face depressedly, OK, you guys won.

"I'll try it, but I'm not very good at acting. Don't look for me if I mess up."

"Well, we're waiting for your news here."

Five minutes later, I pushed open the door panel indicating the "employee passage" and carefully appeared in the hall.

The most advanced leather shoes, the most advanced dresses, the most advanced tie, and even the shirts are the most advanced hand-sewn goods. They are equipped with these outfits. The rabbits who only wear domestic brands are a little scared, and they are like thieves, and they almost can't even walk.

At this time, a well-dressed waiter walked up without any haste, pressed his chest with one hand, and bowed respectfully to me with a fifteenth degree, which scared me to the point of being very scared.

"Hello sir, what can I do to serve you?"

I silently recited "I am a rich man" ten times, and I pushed my chest hard, trying to make myself look as generous as those wealthy bosses on TV.

"Please take me to this room."

I handed over the chip card that had not been heated yet, and at that moment I was really afraid that he would shout "counterfeit goods".

Fortunately, this embarrassing situation did not occur. I quickly read the information on the chip card. The waiter's expression became more respectful and reached out to make a gesture.

"plz follow me."

So I followed him to climb to the top floor with a magnetic suspension elevator. The elevator door opened. The first thing I saw in front of me was a thick oak door with a width of more than twenty meters, with two large door handles as thick as a 155mm howitzer cartridge fixed on it.

"Please go inside, the banquet has been ongoing for a while."

The waiter reminded.

So I had to walk forward with my head held high, insert the chip card into the slot beside it, and then push open the door. At that moment, I keenly felt that a light red infrared scanning beam seemed to pass by my eyes, which was very fast, so fast that it would be easy to ignore it if I didn't pay attention.

Since there were no large number of soldiers arresting me, it means that I passed the test successfully.

After relaxing my mind a little, I began to look at the surrounding environment. Under the huge transparent dome where each cloud can be clearly distinguished, there is a hollow flower stand with beautiful patterns. Each position is just right decorated with a white porcelain basin hanging from beautiful flowers. Flowers and plants are all around, and rare birds are stocked. A large group of gorgeously dressed men and women, like medieval aristocrats, were drinking and chatting enthusiastically.

After a little attention, I was surprised to find that these flowers, plants, insects and birds were not made of artificial synthetic materials or optical projections, but real materials. In the era when more than two-thirds of the tropical rainforest was cut down and the air pollution was severe enough to poison any time traveler a hundred years ago, the price of this material could not be measured by a few cash tickets.

I obviously feel a little guilty because the style of this ghost place is too high: although I dressed in the same class, the elegant manner that cannot be described in words cannot be imitated. In other words, the rustic guy is still a rustic guy when he changes his clothes.

Pretending to be as if nothing had happened, I walked slowly into the center of the banquet along the quaint path, where there was a long table with fresh caviar, salmon, cakes, fruits and cellar red wine that even my grandfather was not born when it was made.

But when I think that these delicacies will be treated with poisonous gas, I lose my appetite.

Only then did I realize the bad thing. I left in a hurry. I didn’t even bring photos and information about Londnev, and I didn’t even know the style. Where can I find this guy in this vast crowd!

"Hello."

A sudden call came from behind, using standard Chinese. I thought I had met my compatriots, but I turned my head happily but found that the other party was a blond, blue-eyed and white-skinned foreigner.

"A face I haven't seen before, the first time I've seen it?"

After saying this, this guy should be a well-known figure in the Confederacy. I didn't dare to be careless and quickly set up a conversation. At this time, I felt a few gazes sweeping from around, all of which were 70% surprising and strange.

"Well, this is the first time I'm here... Well, you speak Chinese so well."

"Haha, I've been awarded too much, I'm just trying to learn something occasionally," he smiled and stretched out his hand at me, "Aris, Berdolin Sharif, Chalaville."

The prince of the Treaty No. 1 chaebol introduced himself casually.
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