Chapter 182

The history of shouhehui dates back hundreds of years.

At the beginning, five people, including Bo Tu and Alexandra, were expelled from Kunlun just because of the keel theft.

In order to survive, they decided to set up an organization, the earliest hand and meeting!

Thanks to the magical power of the keel, the life span of the five people is extended, and the extraordinary power of the immortal body is also obtained.

You can't kill them with any degree of damage except being cut off.

In order to get more keels, the five people vigorously developed shouhe society and constantly recruited believers.

After hundreds of years of vigorous development, shouhe Association, founded by five people, has gradually become a huge organization with forces all over the world.

Even if Lyon killed the four leaders of the hand peace meeting, there was a huge power vacuum for the forces of the hand peace meeting.

However, with the spokesman of Bo Tu, Lyon took over the organization of shouhe Association at the least cost.

Looking through the documents in hand, Lyon opponents and the huge resources in the club have a general concept.

When he finished reading it, there was only one idea left in his heart: he made a lot of money!

yes.

The whole hand and the huge wealth accumulated over hundreds of years, if measured in money, is equivalent to about $100 billion!

This does not include some difficult to estimate gray industries and the profits generated by crime.

Of course, the cash flow that Lyon can master and mobilize at any time is only about 50 billion. The rest is some real estate and shares of enterprises, which can not be converted into funds immediately.

Being able to get such a huge report also makes Lyon very happy about his plan to take over the peace meeting.

However, money is not the only reason for him to take over

Put the documents in his hand into the windbreaker pocket. Lyon looked at the blogger waiting for instructions and said in a deep voice, "you did a good job. I'm very satisfied."

"Thank you for your praise."

"Next, I need you to do something."

"Your Excellency, do not hesitate to order!"

"Immediately stop all illegal and criminal industries and behaviors!"

Lyon's words, resounding, like a fierce cold wind, are irresistible.

Hearing the speech, the blogger was surprised. He just wanted to ask why. Then he thought of the identity of the gentleman in front of him, and immediately changed his reply: "as you wish..."

"In addition, shift the focus of development to investing in emerging industries, especially the network industry and biological industry."

Listening to Lyon's various arrangements, the keen blogger can easily get a message from it: Lyon wants to wash his hands of the criminal organization!

Bloggers understand this.

S.h.i.e.l.d., he also heard a little about this organization.

An intelligence organization focused on protecting world peace, it has a huge force and strong armed force.

In such a hierarchical organization, Lyon naturally needs to be more cautious for his own future, and can't let anyone catch his handle

The disciples were not at all interested in Lyon's handling of the club.

Money and power are not what he cares about.

Only the keel under the ground of New York City is what he has been pursuing tirelessly

Part of the reason why bloggers bow down to Lyon is due to Lyon's coercion.

Part of the reason is that from Lyon, he saw the hope of obtaining the keel, prolonging his life and even returning to his hometown!

A wanderer who has been away from home for many years misses his hometown, which can't be replaced by anything.

Therefore, no matter how much money Lyon's whitewashing order will cost and how many men he will lose, the bloggers don't care.

Anyway, it's just money. If it's gone, you can continue to earn

The heavy rain outside, with the passage of time, gradually stopped.

At this time, Lyon suddenly asked the blogger, "is the chemical formula for synthesizing heroin on you?"

"Yes."

While talking, the disciple handed over a piece of paper filled with chemical formulas.

However, Lyon did not answer, but ordered:

"In two days, you'll meet Fisk and give him the formula and related industries."

"Give him another message..."

Although there were some doubts, the blogger still didn't ask questions, but nodded slightly and replied, "I understand."

The blogger understands that a good man doesn't need to know. He won't intervene

Glancing at the blogger with his hands on his back and his whole body standing straight, Leon paced slowly to his side, patted his right shoulder with his hand, and whispered, "I know what you want..."

"I'll open the Dragon tomb under the financial building in the central city circle for you. And the keel inside will belong to you sooner or later."

"It's just that this time hasn't come yet. I hope you'll be patient, okay?"

Lyon's words are neither salty nor light.

However, the blogger still heard a strong sense of confidence from each other's tone.

"I see."

"That's good."

As soon as the voice fell, Lyon didn't look back and stepped on the elevator.

With the sound of "Cha La" and "Cha La", only thoughtful bloggers are left on the whole bare floor

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A few days later, an unexpected guest came to the French restaurant controlled by Fisk.

When Fisk looked at the man sitting opposite, he didn't immediately ask the other party's intention. Instead, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his napkin in front of his chest and made enough etiquette before he asked in a deep voice:

"Mr. botu, how can I help you?"

Fisk knew that the other side represented hand and meeting.

However, he did not know that the man sitting in front of him was the current leader of the hand and society.

He thought that the other party came to trouble himself because of the attack on Mrs. Gao's industry.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the blogger opened his mouth, it was a shocking news:

"I'm here to convey a message to you on behalf of your excellency Lyon!"

While talking, he reached out his hand and gently moved. A man standing behind him took out a piece of paper and a stack of documents and put them on the desktop.

"What is this?"

"This is what Lord Lyon promised you."

Fisk raised his eyebrows and waved to Wesley standing aside.

Wesley knew it, then picked up the documents and paper and browsed it quickly.

Then Wesley, who knew the situation, whispered a few words in Fisk's ear.

Aware of the great interests represented by these documents and papers, even Fisk, who is not well, has a look of joy on his face.

"Mr. Lyon is really a man who keeps his promise. Say hello to him for me."

"I will." the blogger nodded and continued, "in addition to these agreed things, Lord Lyon has a message for me to convey to you."

"Oh, all ears."

"He said..."

"Happy cooperation!"