Chapter 270： : The challenge of the upstarts to the old ones!

Boston. Old North Church.

The oldest church, built in 1723.

In April 1775, the British army planned to attack the ammunition depot in Concord outside of Boston. Paul Rivera learned about it, so he hung two oil lamps on the steeple of the church as a warning, and rode to Concord overnight. Te and Rexington reported. The Rexington militia was able to calmly meet the British army that appeared the next morning. This battle opened the prelude to the American War of Independence. The equestrian bronze statue standing in front of the church is Paul Rivera with special movements.

When the first ray of sunlight shines on the bronze statue, you can still feel the roar of the warhorse with distinct water chestnuts, as if guarding this fortress during the Civil War—Boston!

The church choir is praising Jesus.

Every morning in December, a group of children, the oldest being 16 years old and the youngest about 10 years old, were praying. They wore clothes that symbolized holiness, sang hymns every day, sent warmth to the tired pedestrians, and told them that the priest loved them.

The old godfather who is conducting is facing the Mediterranean Sea and has glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looks at the northwest corner of the church with some doubts. For several days in a row, a young Asian is sitting and listening. This sits for several hours. Finally, turn around and leave, and it is the same today.

When the choir finished singing, the Asian was about to leave, but the old godfather walked up it impatiently, with a bit of rare wisdom in his gentle voice, "Emmanuel (God is with you) In), boy, do you have something to tell God?"

The Asian stopped, his voice was hoarse, maybe it was too dry, "I just came to see, but I found that God doesn't like me very much."

The old godfather looked very serious, "God loves all his people more than himself. He died on the cross for us just to wash away the sins on us..."

"Can you wash away your guilt?" The corner of the Asian man's mouth showed a bit of sarcasm, with his hands in his pockets. This seemingly expensive suit perfectly supports his figure, "But does God like money?"

The old godfather frowned.

"Everything in the world will be destroyed, wait for him to come again..."

Before he finished speaking, the Asian interrupted rudely, "That means God doesn't like money? I'm sorry, then I can only be a believer in Satan."

After all, the world is full of Satan! Little God!

After finishing speaking, the Asian left the church under the eyes of the old godfather. The latter took a deep breath, sighed again, and looked at the back of the other person with pity, "Everyone in the world has sinned, but God prevents those who believe in him from sinking." , enjoy eternal life.”

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"boss…"

When he saw the Asian coming out, two bodyguards outside the church leaned over, and one of them opened the car door and let him sit in.

Take off the sunglasses, is this Tang Dao or who?

He just listened to the choir in the Old North Church and enjoyed the rare tranquility. It had been a long time since he felt this way. The last time, maybe it was under the afterglow of Stanford, at that time... Tang Dao was still a student.

But now he is an arms tycoon!

Now he has no shortage of supplies, and under the power of the consortium, buyers are quickly found. Charlie cooperates with a local gang in Boston. sell away.

Of course, none of them participated in it.

Skim it clean if you can, and you must not let the dogs smell it.

After all, the U.S. dollar smells not only of Franklin, but also of blood.

"How is the Empire State Building?" Tang Dao put a piece of chewing gum in his mouth and asked.

I don’t know what Charlie thought about it. It’s named Fei, which has the same name as the landmark in Manhattan, but it’s much different in shape and height. This building is only 16 floors, and the top three floors are all given to the think tank team. , in order to let these experts live comfortably, there are 24-hour chefs and cleaners, and even computers and telephones with the latest systems.

The ordinary staff below certainly do not have this benefit.

Knowledge is destiny!

"It's been fixed, and the think tank has started to operate. Mr. Charlie asked them to help him liquidate his business." John, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said.

"Just deal with these little things with them." Tang Dao said casually, raised his head, and saw John's serious face through the mirror, "What's wrong? What else is there?"

John nodded, "Mr. Charlie told me that there will be a charity auction at the auction house in Boston tomorrow, and asked if we can go. At that time, Mr. Mayor and all the rich people will be there."

Charity auction?

Show off?

Maybe, but for people like Tang Dao, this is a familiar face.

"Of course, I've always been keen on charity." Tang Dao thought for a while and said with a smile.

"Then I will contact Mr. Charlie, and he will send someone an invitation."

John is a dull gourd. After finishing his main business, he sat in the co-pilot and looked into the distance. The little angel who was driving glanced at him and lowered his breathing. The car seemed very quiet.

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Newton town!

This is one of the wealthy districts in Boston, mainly an education center. In almost all countries, housing in the school district is the most expensive.

What also makes it famous is the beauty of this rural town. Walking in the fragrance of flowers, you can also feel the taste of knowledge.

Of course, that was spring, and now winter...

What you see is that the residents in cotton jackets are hiding from Xiaoxue, but there are a few dogs that are very aggressive.

In a very luxuriously decorated mansion.

The temperature of the air conditioner makes the whole room full of warmth...

Humans are gradually changing the world!

"Soon, the king's father married another wife. This queen was very beautiful, but she was very proud and jealous. As long as she heard that someone was more beautiful than her, she couldn't bear it. She had a magic mirror, and she often Go to the mirror and admire yourself, and ask..." Marlin. Rocky was sitting on the head of the bed, holding a book of fairy tales and telling stories to his 4-year-old daughter.

The daughter fluttered her big eyes and was very cute. She reached out to touch her father's glasses, but was held by the other party.

"My dear Is Catherine still asleep?" Just as Marin. When Lodge's car was big, his wife opened the door from the outside and asked in a low voice.

"No! Catherine is asleep."

The little girl lying on the bed yelled loudly.

Malin. Rocky smiled helplessly at his wife, who also responded with a sympathetic smile, "I have your call. Let me tell Catherine a story."

The former kissed his daughter on the forehead, said goodnight softly, walked out of the room, walked towards the living room, picked it up, "Hi, hello, I'm Marlin Lodge."

"Damn it, I finally found you!" The voice on the other side was urgent and muffled, apparently it sounded like a fat man.

Only Fatty's voice was a little rough and his trachea was low.

Malin. Rocky knew who the other party was by hearing the voice, Ruby Sean Lawrence!

"Dude, something's up. There's another consortium in Boston."

"Is it just this kind of thing? Isn't it normal? Many people yearn for US dollars every day, and this is just a channel." Marin kept the other party calm and calm, but Rupisien of the Lawrence family said in a serious tone, "No , This is a challenge! The Longfellow family has joined them, and their total assets are as high as 20 billion U.S. dollars. They are a difficult opponent."

20 billion dollars? !

Marin Lodge was taken aback for a moment, but then his face became solemn.

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