When he saw the middle-aged man in the mirror, Yves Cardiven's eyes flashed with joy. He then lowered his head and half-knelt on the ground with the etiquette of an ancient subject meeting the king.
"Mr. Mayor!"
"I've heard about you. You've been used, haven't you?"
The man saw Cardiven's hesitant expression and could not help but shake his head. "Don't tell me his name, Cardiven. I'm not interested. The most important thing now is how to solve the problem. The Magic Tower Committee has received Andre Lee Wildenstein's request for a temporary division. The target is your Sherwood Manor, the Platinum Building, and. The time limit is three hours. "
Yves Cardiven's breathing stopped and his expression turned ugly. He could not help but look up at the middle-aged man in the mirror with a pleading gaze.
"I'm sorry. Atlanta's election season is next month. As the outgoing mayor, I may not be able to help you much. The most I can do now is delay the approval of the Magic Tower Committee until two days later. It's impossible to veto it, Cardiven. That means your war will continue in the City of Atlanta. Since both sides have more than one Advanced Outsider, neither the FBI nor the police will be able to accept it. We can't force the lucky André to stop, can we? "
"Of course, this is the result of my own actions. But Mr. Mayor — "
Cardiven's breathing was heavy. "Is there no other way? Like reinforcements in combat? "
"Reinforcements in combat?"
The middle-aged man looked at Cardiven with a meaningful gaze.
"I know this request is excessive, but there is no other way for now. There are only five level-17 mercenaries in the Cardinal Club who can accept orders, but they all rejected my offer not long ago. "
Yves Cardiven prostrated himself again. "But if it's the uncrowned king of Georgia, the House of Hanover, they will definitely have a way to help me solve this problem."
"This request is more than excessive, Cardiven. Ever since the House of Hanover entered the political arena, they have never intervened in the war between the families. André's situation is not as simple as you think. Do you think he only has a few sponsors behind him? "
The middle-aged man tapped his forehead as if he had a headache. "If Mr. Cardiff is willing to donate 70% of your company's shares to Hanover, then I can try to convince my family."
At this moment, Cardivan's breathing had clearly become heavier.
The middle-aged man laughed mockingly, then changed his tone, "But there's no need to go this far, is there? You still have a way, Cardiff. After all, his surname was Wildenstein! You have the noblest bloodline in Atlanta, or even Georgia. This doesn't hurt your dignity. If you've thought it through, then call this number. She's the only one who can help you right now. But Cardivan, after this, I hope that you will show your loyalty to the House of Hanover in a more sincere manner. If something like this happens again, please take care of yourself. "
After that, the middle-aged man's figure disappeared from the glass mirror. Then, a cloud of water vapor began to condense, condensing into a phone number on the glass window.
Yves Cardivan stood rooted to the ground, his face alternating between green and white. But then, without hesitation, he picked up his mobile phone.
…
At eight o 'clock in the morning, Li Mochen went to Richard Publishing Company according to his scheduled schedule. This was the company he had bought a few days ago, spending 6.5 million gold duns and taking on a debt of 4 million gold duns.
Although in terms of the assets and operations of the publishing company, it was a loss-making business, Li Mochen relied on Dwight Payton's protection and the help of several sponsors to barely beat back many competitors and successfully take over the publishing company.
But before the formal acquisition, Li Mochen had already made up his mind to thoroughly sort out the company's financial situation. And after the acquisition was completed, his determination was even firmer.
This was because the audit report submitted by the accounting firm Li Mochen had entrusted to him was simply shocking. A loss of 5 million gold duns every year — it was no wonder that the Landau family, with more than a hundred years of history, would reluctantly part with their treasure.
This family, which relied on the chemical and processing industries to establish a foothold in Atlanta, had been severely affected by the economic crisis three years ago. Recently, they had been selling off various non-performing assets on a large scale in order to improve their operating conditions. This Richard Publishing Company, which only had a newspaper that was worth some money, was one of them.
But when Li Mochen set off from the Unicorn Apartment, there were a few more guests by his side. The one leading them was the head of the FBI's City of Atlanta's Security Division, Edmund Bederman. According to the latter, this person would be by his side for the next 48 hours.
This person claimed that the FBI had received a tip from an informant that there was a bounty on Li Mochen's life in the underground world. Someone had offered a total of 20 million gold duns just to take his life.
The FBI considered Li Mochen's current public influence, so they specially sent a powerful group of lawbreakers to provide 24-hour protection for him.
However, Li Mochen was well aware that this person was here to monitor them.
"Is this really okay, Bederman?"
Li Mochen and the head of the Special Agents could be considered old acquaintances, so his words were very casual.
"Demon Wolf Fenrir is about to overturn the entire city. Recently, there have been at least seven celebrities who have died in his hands, if not ten. When are you going to arrest him and bring him to justice? Look, now I don't even dare to go out without a suit of armor. "
Li Mochen was speaking the truth. At this moment, his whole body was indeed covered with a shiny silver armor.
It was another product of the Nathan Sports Group, the model 'Star Eater' — a product released by the Naessen Military Industry Group on Year 3958 of the Light Calendar. It was also the first product of the group that combined technology and magic energy, and it was rated 16S.
But the one Li Mochen was wearing was a product modified and strengthened by the Naessen Sports Laboratory on the original basis. Not only did it greatly reduce the threshold for using this armor, but it also increased the armor's protection to 17S. Then the Naessen Company gave this product to him as a reward when the lucky bracelet's sales exceeded 250,000.
Although this was a product from 40 years ago, the ability of this' Star Eater 'to absorb the power of the stars was particularly suitable for Li Mochen. And the Naessen Sports Laboratory guaranteed its high-tech content and magic energy array, which was not inferior to any equipment of today.
This armor could not be used in cold weapons combat, but after sealing part of its ability, there was no problem as a sponsorship item.
As for the unsealing of the armor, Li Mochen could do it himself.
And in addition, Li Mochen also armed himself to the teeth. In the gun holster on his chest, there were two 16S pistols with a virtual capacity of 50 rounds of bullets. One was' Red Blaze 'and the other was' Cold Star '. On his back was a 16S magic energy sword' Agares', which was also from the Naessen Sports Laboratory.
And on his hand was the ring 'André's Emerald Angel' and a glove called 'Thunderhand'.
Although these pieces of equipment were slightly inferior to his clone, they could still increase his current battle prowess by two to three times.
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