Unexpectedly, the topic of China's application for more than 4000 patents has not spread out. The Chinese government did not take the next step.
Some of the competition is silent and deadly. And don't say back, it's impossible even to get out of the way.
The pulse of the times, who pinches it, who is the master of the world. In the face of such competition, even words are not needed and cruel words are not needed. Just run as fast as you can.
Even a moment earlier than your opponent.
Like now.
The topic of new energy will come out 11 years ago!
"It's just I don't know whose blood it is... " Greece occupied territory, Paris, the capital of old France. An old man sighs silently in a building that seems to be of great age. He stood up and nodded to the man opposite, "I know."
"Thank you for your understanding." Standing opposite him, there are more than a dozen bodyguards in suits. The man in the center is about two meters tall. He had thick blonde hair, a striking beard, and a thin figure.
He was also wearing a suit, but the suit did not cover the bulging muscles under his suit. It didn't match his thin figure. However, no one on the scene could laugh.
Epaminonda.
More than 300 BC, it was he who broke the invincible Spartan army at that time. It is known as the most dazzling general star in ancient Greece and the first stage of the God of death. He also broke the door of France during the Greek invasion. The famous Teutonic Knights did not resist the flood like Greek army. In the end, France became part of Greece's territory.
Today's France is called the West Franck province.
"It's your duty," continued epaminonda. We're not forcing anyone. It is still one year and ten months before the start of GTO. It is necessary to hold a world conference before each other's holding. Isn't it? "
"Yes." The old man gave a bitter smile: "but the scheduled time is still four months..."
"Time doesn't matter. What matters is whether we need it or not. " Epaminonda nodded deeply, stretched out his broad hand, took the other's palm, and patted him gently: "all the gods of death are looking forward to your news."
With that, he walked to the gate without looking back. Yin soldiers, like the tide of the whirlpool, retreated in an instant.
The whole room, quiet again.
When Dangdang At this moment, the clock after work rings. The old man sighed, packed up and walked out of the hall.
Familiar with the road, on the road, a car pulled by a zombie flies. This point is always full of pedestrians. He made a familiar detour to the back of the GTO office building. There is a big stable there. As a decent ghost, he naturally has his own carriage.
He didn't walk fast. When turning around the building, I couldn't help but sigh on the wall.
Something's going to happen
And it's no small matter! It's a big deal!
His soul trembled for no reason, and it was only in places that such people could not see that they dared to tremble gently.
During the avalanche, no snowflake was spared.
As one of the directors of GTO, he can see too much economic context. That is to say, these circumstances made him more and more upset. He even proposed his resignation to his superiors a few months ago, but he was not approved.
His fists were silent, his forehead against his fists, and his fists against the walls. With the teeth still gnawing, many things happened this year quickly in my mind: ten months ago, the Russian underground government suddenly loosened and stopped the tea delivery to Japan.
There are only two regions in the world, Japan and China.
The Russian underground produces a kind of tea which is only produced in extremely cold regions: Frozen frost jade dew. Of course, Russian ghosts are not good at this. However, it does not hinder the selling of high prices in China and Japan.
Now, they don't export to Japan. Where are they going to export?
There is no conclusion.
Because They don't export to any region!
Eight months ago, the five Nordic countries began to hoard sinanshi. No It is not only them, but also Sinan stone in various regions has been gradually acquired by some companies. Not taking the world trade platform is considered to be an acquisition between companies - at least to outsiders.
He thought so at first.
It was not until the Egyptian underground government threw an investigation report in his face that he realized 80% of Sinan stone, all into Asia! All who enter are the vassal states of China!
Seven months ago, China's local government increased iron ore trade, and Africa's three major iron mines suddenly increased by 200%! A ship crossed the Red Sea and went straight into the Indian Ocean, even if it had been stopped by the Egyptian underworld for months. Finally, when they could not be stopped, they entered South Asia.
It is also the category of Chinese prefectures!
Six months ago, five months ago Four months ago One after another, the economy has been mobilized and the export control has been difficult to distinguish with the naked eye The whole world is alive, no It is every cell that has survived and is quietly carrying out some kind of tacit arrangement.Things happen every month! It happens all the time! It's like a tsunami rising sea, just waiting for the day of eruption!
No one said the word "war", but even he felt a chill.
The world What's going to happen?
"Sir." A voice came from behind him: "I'm afraid there will be a storm tonight. Won't you get on the carriage yet?"
"No need." The old man shook his head somewhat dispirited. He couldn't figure out why, but he felt it by his intuition after sitting in the World Trade Organization for too long. And it was an extremely dangerous reaction, even more than the famous credit crisis in Egypt 300 years ago and the drachma devaluation in Greece 700 years ago.
Before any world-class crisis comes, there will be countless abnormal appearances. Now All appeared
He sighed again and was about to straighten up. But in this moment, his body suddenly stopped.
It was a woman who spoke just now.
But His coachman is a man!
Moreover, the coachman will never wantonly ask what the main driver is doing!
So Behind oneself Who is it?
He swallowed his spit hard. When he turned around, he saw a woman in kimono.
It's beautiful. It's so beautiful that it's all her eyes. However, the woman bowed respectfully and made way slowly, revealing the unimaginable scene behind!
PATA The old man's shady handbag fell to the ground and looked at him with astonishment.
Dozens of bodyguards.
Uniform suits and leather shoes. They lean against the stable pillars, squat in the surrounding trees, or lurk in the shadow of the building. The hiding places are different. The only thing that is the same is
The crossbow in their hands is aimed at the old man!
However, the old man is not shocked for these!
He didn't even feel scared, just shocked, staring at the three old men in the center of the bodyguard.
They're very old, like zombies dying. I wear easy-going clothes. They all sat in wheelchairs, pushed by a powerful spirit behind them, and drove slowly towards him.
"It can't be..." The old man's voice was shaking, and subconsciously looked back at the building.
Epaminonda was there just now! How did this group of people wait here without the eyes of a god of death?
If epaminonda knew they were here, he would never allow himself to meet them!
"Listen, pilkun." In the center, an old man opened his mouth first, and his walking stick inlaid with precious stones gently knocked on the ground: "I want you to tell me why epaminoda is looking for you. And I want the world to In particular, the detailed information of all goods and materials in and out of South Asia! "
"Who and who, where, what transactions have been made, when, who are the participants! Give me as much detail as you can! Do you understand? "
Pilkun opened his mouth and moved his Adam's apple with difficulty.
No It's against the law! He wanted to shout like this, but he couldn't say a word.
Because, these old ghosts can be said no one knows nothing about GTO!
The contemporary leader of Tianping Shengbao group is Hiro Fujii.
Faisal Ibn Abdel Aziz, the contemporary leader of the Abbas consortium.
Archbishop Antonius, the contemporary Lord of the hymn foundation.
"We have no time to waste with you. We came here in person, just because we didn't want anyone to know we were here. Because You know Our quasi gods are embedded in our souls. Only it can hide from all the gods of death. It's not a secret. "
Pilkun's lips opened and opened, and with a final plop he sat down. Holding his head in pain, he howled in a low voice: "in the end What's going to happen? What's wrong with the world? "
No one answered.
For a long time, the old man on the left side just laughed and said hoarsely: "it's really a ghost who has sat on the GTO Council for hundreds of years, and his sense of smell is really sharp."
He held out his hand, and the bodyguard, who was too tall to be human, immediately held him. He stood up with his stick, and his smile was ferocious: "of course, it's a big event..."
"The wheel of history is on our heads again. This time If it doesn't work out, even we'll be in the dust Even four of them will fall from the altar Are you serious enough? "
"So..." He went up to the other side, thrust his stick in front of pilkun, and sank three inches into the ground. There was a touch of urgency in the voice.
"We really, really don't have time to listen to your refusal. What do you think? "
Brush!
In all directions, the crossbow was raised at the same time. Dozens of cold stars on him!