Cosma Empire

“Lord Marcus, are you going to go out so late?”, on the 1st Avenue, it can be said that Marcus, the No. 1 villa on Empire Avenue, opened his door with a windbreaker and a hat. He was locked at night. The patrolling police saw him, and asked him politely after asking.

The most powerful person in this empire is the one with the least shelf, which makes many people who know something about Marcus deeply impressed by his character. He never relies on his position and power to put himself under the spotlight, and he does not treat anyone arrogantly, even if he is a tramp. This makes many people real, from the inside out of the envelope allegiance under his personality charm.

Marcus’s hand was locked on the side of the courtyard, and while looking at the patrolman standing on his face three meters away, he smiled and nodded. “Yes, I want to go out and turn around, and buy some books back. By now, at this age.” I discovered that my knowledge is too poor.”

The patrolman did not know how to use the words to praise the first person of the empire, as Marcus himself said, “at his age” he is already the highest power of the imperial power, no one dares to say that Marcus is a uneducated person. The stupid people know that Marcus is known for his knowledge. Even so, he still felt that he was not reading enough books and was completely convinced!

The patrolman smiled and nodded, and he was ready to leave. He just lifted his foot and put it back. “Do you need me to send you in the past?”

Marcus had locked the door, he patted his hands and inserted it into the pocket of the trench coat. “Thank you very much, but I don’t need it. Walking is a good sport for me.” He said that he still used The left hand held the hat and lifted it slightly. “I don’t bother your work, goodbye.”

“Goodbye!”

The patrolman stood in the same place and watched Marcus leave. When Marcus walked far away, he shook his head and took back his gaze. Suddenly there was a strange idea floating on his mind. Do you want to buy a book after work to see it? ?

Marcus sneaked into the alley next to Villa No. 39 on Empire Avenue, then crossed several small thresholds and then walked in from the back door of a dwelling. Sitting at the door, the Old Lady was covered in thick sheepskin. She raised her wrinkled face and glanced at Marcus. She lowered her head and continued to squint and do the needlework in her hand.

On the third floor, the old stairs that screamed and screamed, went to the innermost corner of the corridor and pushed open the door. A room full of books appeared in front of him. He walked to the third row of bookshelves, the wall-mounted bookshelves, and found a book called “Abstract Art” in the fourth row, then extended his finger to the top half of the book, pulling back Just let go of your fingers. The bookshelf in front of him slowly separated back, revealing a downward passage.

He glanced at the black lacquered passage and walked in.

The kicking of the leather shoes on the slate echoed through the passage, and it went down about 20 meters. The ground began to level, and a house with faint light could be seen in the distance.

When he walked in through the small door, he entered a round conference table with twelve gold-backed high-back chairs on the table. The room was very dark, the lights only illuminated the table, and it was impossible to see the faces of people sitting around. These people are hidden in the dark, and everyone can only see their hands and their position below the waist.

The same is true for Marcus. When he walked in, it was very dark. There was only some faint light on the table. In order to prevent the reflection of light, the only lamp cover on the table was made of opaque multi-layer black cloth. The desktop is matte, so the light is concentrated only in that small area. He glanced at the dark outline of the people around him, just as others looked at him, and he sat in the empty chair on the door.

This is his position, just like there is a small doorway behind each chair. They come here from different places in order to discuss some important things.

“Is everyone here?”, everyone’s eyes are on the first table of the round table.

In fact, it is difficult to find out which position is the first place on the round table, but here people take the position facing the north as the first place.

The sound doesn’t look old. Instead, there is a deep and strong young man. Under the faint light, he is leaning his legs, wearing a gray formal suit, pressing one hand on his knee, and his fingers constantly swaying a gold on his index finger. Ring.

Waiting for a moment, no one is talking, the main talent of this voice continues to say: “Very good, everyone is punctual, then let’s get started…”

The next morning after Mennon issued a notice stating that he was out of Blood Dawn, his assistant revealed the incredible expression and brought the handset together with the handset, and revealed a part of the call to Mennon in silent language. Imperial Capital’s phone number.

This sentence made the heart of Mennon still stunned. He immediately sat up on the bed and even showed a rare piety on his face.

It is necessary to know that the Kadima party has begun to show up in front of the world, and now it has a very solid foundation in the west. It has won the mayors of several cities, and it is even possible to compete for the next governor position. Even if he did this, no one in the core of the empire called him. He was standing outside the room called “power”, with heavy snow outside, and his naked body standing in the snow. Coldly, looking through the glass window, I looked at the warmth of a group of gentlemen and ladies in the warm room.

He wants to participate, but no one opens the door for him, which makes him feel wronged, angry, unwilling, helpless.

But now, these emotions are gone. In his heart, only the intense and fierce things are slamming in the left and right, and his hands are slightly trembled.

He put the phone base on his legs, then held the phone in a very humble way with both hands and whispered, “Hello, I am Mennon.”

“Mr. Mennon, hello, I am Powell. If you know me, you should know who I am!” The voice on the phone is not as old as Mennon imagined, but rather emboldened.

He was nodded again and again, as if Powell could see it in front of him. “Yes, sir, I know you.”

“Is it? I am very honored, which also saves us the trouble of introducing ourselves.”

“We are very clear about the assassinations you have suffered in the West and other despicable acts. We have also held a temporary meeting for this in the morning. The attack on you is a provocation against the empire and for all justice. Provocative, I only represent myself, expressing my indignation…”

Mennon’s face suddenly showed up to be wild with joy, and he knew he was right.

Powell is the party of the New Party. The third party of the ruling party is second only to Marcus and the chairman of the committee. It can be said to be a very authoritative person within the New Party. Although he does not have an official position on the face, such as a minister or a chief executive, no one dares to underestimate his influence. He was able to call and not represent himself as he said, which must have been made by Marcus and the cabinet.

I didn’t play before, but I’m playing now, why?

In fact, Mennon knew very well that they saw the benefits and saw the benefits, so they called. They hope that he will be able to become a pioneer in the fight against Blood Dawn after breaking with Blood Dawn like a Mad Dog.

Although it has been more than twenty years since the darkness before dawn, the impact of some things is definitely not easy to erase. The many nobles of that many died in the hands of Blood Dawn, the mysterious leader who has never been caught, involving tens of millions or more of antiques, treasures… these are the meaning behind this phone call.

He is ready to be a dog. Of course, he is a smart, ambitious and planned dog. He will not bite everyone in accordance with the thoughts of these people. He wants to play for the empire a little bit. At least after you really mastered a certain initiative!

The phone talked for more than ten minutes. When Mennon finished the last word and hanged up, he was sweating unconsciously. Wry smile and sighed, took a towel and sorted out his instrument, only picked up the bell on the bedside table and shook it. The assistant outside the door pushed in.

“Take the phone away, and tell the doctor, I want to leave the hospital as soon as possible.” He said that he let the assistant leave, just when the assistant was about to go out, he said: “Right, get some food for me, then give I got a bunch of flowers, I am going to see Durin the bastard.”

After Mennon got the “admission” of the top of the empire, his mentality changed dramatically. Of course, the fear of Mr. Cosma still exists, not only has it not weakened but has deepened a lot.

He betrayed Blood Dawn, maybe Mr. Cosma would want to kill him personally!

Stabilizing Durin is equivalent to holding Mr. Cosma, and Mennon is very confident. In the years he spent with Mr. Cosma, he already knew Mr. Cosma’s personality. If Durin is not here, he would not be able to come in person. But Durin is here, Mr. Cosma will delegate this to Durin, let him make a choice, the old bastard has always been such a fucking person.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the Tenel Regional Police Department, Mason received a report from his men that someone wanted to see him. He hurriedly rushed down and then narrowed his eyes.

“What happened to you?”