On the last day of the 75th year of the Constitutional calendar, Li Xiuzhu put on a small round black hat. The brim of the hat was not wide, but the shadow fell on his handsome face, covering all the sharpness of the past, leaving only calmness and low-key.
At the same time, in the distant Bermuda Sector, on the most bustling Bopp Planet, Mr. Descartes, the chief assistant of the Federation Commerce Department, also put on a wide-brimmed hat decorated with orchid petals. The smugglers beside him introduced it to him with flattering expressions. This was the most stylish outfit on Bopp Planet.
Mr. Descartes adjusted the brim of the hat with satisfaction, and the shadow fell on his ordinary face, making him look proud.
After the bloody incident in South Kezhou and the news channel broadcast the incident, the Federation government began to treat the man with the steep-shouldered shoulders with an unprecedented seriousness.
On the one hand, the government stepped up the arrest of Zhang Xiaohua and the others, and on the other hand, it strengthened the contact and support with the local forces of Bermuda, hoping to eradicate Lin Banshan's strong foundation here.
This work has been going on for dozens of days, and Descartes came this time to put a perfect end to this matter, to accept the results, and to experience the local customs of the manor.
Twenty years later, the college student of Pabre Law Firm had become a middle-aged senior official with a big belly. The only thing that had not changed was his loyalty and reverence for Mr. Pabre. This time, he was carrying out a secret mission personally given by the president, so he should have been more cautious and serious …
However, the feeling of being surrounded and flattered by the big shots of Bermuda was so good that he absolutely did not mind enjoying the so-called style, because the so-called style had many other interests besides the orchid petal round hat on his head.
The luxurious fleet slowly drove on the streets of Pop Star. The faintly visible ray filtering membrane above the atmosphere turned the light of the distant stars into a light blue color. The surrounding strangely styled buildings were shrouded in a blue color, making them look particularly strange and mysterious.
Descartes looked at the scenery outside the window and listened to the report of the subordinate beside him. He silently sighed in his heart. Legend had it that Bopp Planet had the most casinos and beautiful women in the universe, but why were there no flashing light screens and naked women on the streets? It seemed that because of this damn war, even Bermuda had been affected and had become much more depressed.
"The Seventh Fleet has sealed off three large warp holes in Bermuda that lead to the Federation. It has become very difficult for Lin Banshan's companies to trade with the Federation. In the past two months, their capital chain has almost been broken."
The subordinate looked at the electronic record book in his hand and nervously reported, "The three military regions have secretly sent two batches of firearms to Bermuda. Recently, there have been seventeen consecutive fights on Pop Star, and Lin Banshan's men have suffered heavy casualties."
"Step by step, step by step. You've done well."
Mr. Descartes remarked with a smile, "I've always thought that a gangster who dares to go against the Federation is courting death."
"The two most critical cargo routes are in Lin Banshan's hands, and the underground control of the five habitable planets in Bermuda is still in the fighting stage. As long as we succeed later, the government won't have to worry about this side anymore."
Mr. Descartes said mockingly, "Is this the special program that the local tyrants of Bermuda arranged for me?"
The luxury motorcade stopped outside the most famous Hawaiian clubhouse on Pop Star. The most notorious arms smuggler in Bermuda trotted to the side of the car, opened the door respectfully, and took Descartes out.
The light screen at the entrance of the clubhouse flashed with all kinds of exciting lines. Descartes stood beside the car, frowning slightly, and asked, "Is it here?"
"Yes, Mr. Descartes." The arms dealer explained, "Although Lin Banshan has been gone for more than half a year, he left a vicious dog here. In fact, we always thought that the vicious dog had no master. We didn't expect that in the current situation, this dog would actually bite people everywhere for Lin Banshan.
"As long as you can kill this vicious dog tonight and get the last two routes and control of the region, then the entire Bermuda will be yours."
The arms dealer humbly bowed to him.
Descartes frowned slightly and said, "Pay attention, it's not mine."
The arms dealer smiled awkwardly, slapped his face with his palm, and said, "Look at my mouth, Bermuda will be the strongest supporter of His Excellency the President."
"It's still not right."
Descartes seriously corrected, "According to the charter, Bermuda has complete independence and Bermuda will always belong to the Bermudans. I am just expressing serious concern about what happened here on behalf of the Federation government and His Excellency the President."
Dozens of armed men carrying Federation military firearms occupied the entrance of the clubhouse and escorted the crowd into the venue.
After entering the venue, all the people with firearms were politely asked to leave. Descartes and the arms dealer went directly to the box on the top floor.
Looking at the spacious boxing ring illuminated by the lights below, he shook his head, not hiding the disgust on his face, and said, "You Bermudians are really naive to rely on underground boxing to determine the ownership of the route area."
The arms dealer responded awkwardly, "The underground world has its own rules. It is indeed a bit vulgar, please excuse us."
The boxing match officially began.
The two fierce men on the stage fought for less than twenty seconds. The boxer with a black ribbon on his arm punched his opponent's jaw like lightning, then with a small step, he entered the opponent's arms and hit his opponent's lower abdomen with his knee.
The whole venue seemed to hear the sound of something exploding. The hearts of the audience suddenly tightened, and they all gasped in unison.
Seeing the boxer covered in blood being carried out of the ring, although Mr. Descartes knew that his side had won, there was still disgust on his face. He shook his head and said, "How barbaric."
The arms dealer smiled and turned his head. His eyes that were full of flattery suddenly became extremely calm, and he looked at the box on the opposite side silently.
He did not tell the truth to Descartes. The reason why he had chosen to use such a childish method to decide such an important matter tonight was that he had been bitten by the dog all over his body, and he was scared of being bitten by it.
Although they had the support of the Federation, and although they were clearly about to beat the vicious dog to death, no one would have thought that the vicious dog would actually survive. Moreover, it was fiercely baring its ferocious sharp teeth, with terrifying tendrils hanging from its white teeth.
The man in the box on the opposite side felt the gaze from the opposite side. He slowly narrowed his eyes and took off the bandage on the gunshot wound on his right shoulder. He slowly stood up, put his hands on the railing, and slowly opened his pale lips due to the blood loss, revealing his yellowish teeth. He slowly made a contemptuous declaration.
"San Bao, I'm going to f * ck your mother again today."
His voice was very soft, but there was a chill in it. Holding the railing, he grinned and narrowed his eyes, like a desperate beast staring at the throat of a hunter, revealing its sharp fangs.
From Donglin to Bermuda, Li Wei's arrogance and viciousness had never changed. It was as if he was still the orphan leader who dared to sweep the Bell Tower Street with a military knife.
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