Comprehensive comic: Building a group of gods from scratch

In the evening.

Before night begins to fall.

Ryan Arkham said goodbye to his colleagues who wanted to party and drink after get off work, and returned to his rented house in the port area alone.

Ryan Arkham is of mixed Indian and White descent, and his ancestors are a quarter of Southeast Asian ancestry.

He has neat short hair, deep facial features, a high nose bridge, a serious beard, and dark wheat-colored skin. He looks like a successful entrepreneur.

But in fact, what he does is the job of editor-in-chief of a newspaper, specializing in providing news about the island country to the company headquarters in the Americas.

Behind the scenes, he provides some mysterious side intelligence on island countries for some secret organizations in the Americas. He is a relatively well-known intelligence businessman behind the scenes.

On a deeper level, Ryan also has the identity of the Archbishop of East Asia of the Phoenix Society.

When Ryan returned home, he saw his wife, an American-Japanese mixed-race, dark-skinned woman. She and Ryan were both members of the Phoenix Society. The two were a standard religious couple:

"You're back, Ryan."

Seeing his wife, Ryan nodded. After quickly entering the house, he pulled off his tie and asked:

"How is the situation now?"

Hearing his question, Ryan's wife leaned over and replied in a low voice:

"The members of the sect are well hidden, and no official traces have been found yet. The last contact was six hours ago, and there seems to be no problem so far."

Hearing this, Ryan nodded clearly and immediately warned:

"Let the church members hide their whereabouts for the past two days. When necessary, the whereabouts of some people can be revealed to protect the lurking of most people."

"In short, before support from Europe arrives, we must attract official attention."

"At least, not allowing them to have their hands free in the evening."

Hearing these explanations, Ryan's wife nodded to show that she understood and asked:

"President, how long will it take for them to reach the island country?"

Hearing this, Ryan pondered for a moment and then said immediately:

"I just received the news that the president and several archbishops from Europe will arrive in Tokyo in 2 hours"

"In other words, during these few hours, we must proceed with caution and wait until support arrives....As long as the people from the European headquarters come with that thing, it will no longer be a problem for the island country officials, SDS and even the personnel stationed in Akihabara of the five major alliances."

Speaking of this, Ryan paused and couldn't help but look in the direction of Akihabara:

"Perhaps, by then, it will be time for us to see Phoenix again!"

Hearing this, Ryan's wife showed an excited and enthusiastic expression, and her mouth began to secrete saliva involuntarily, as if she was thinking of some delicious meal.

Ryan also had ideas, but He was more restrained and did not show any abnormality.

Although he is a sect that worships the Phoenix Phoenix, the top leaders of the Phoenix Society are not admirers of Phoenix. Instead, they regard themselves as the Phoenix in the future. They swallow Phoenix's flesh and blood and become a Phoenix. The secret instrument, this is the secret that only the core personnel of Phoenix set know.

It is also the proof that Phoenix comes from true astronomy.

Thinking of this, Ryan's emotions couldn't help but become excited:

"Soon, in a few hours, we can eat the flesh and blood of the Phoenix again, and truly become...."

The next moment. boom!!

A huge roar sounded.

Immediately afterwards, there were brilliant sparks, with Ryan's residence as the core, blooming continuously.

Boom boom boom——!

Huge explosions came one after another, and the lone villa disappeared without a trace in the explosion in an instant, leaving only a burst of fire in the sky.

But outside the huge bombing.

After leaving the street where the villa is located, everything is quiet.

Office workers walking in twos and threes, students who had just finished their studies and were discussing where to have fun.

It's obviously one street away, but it's like being in two different worlds.

Seeing this scene, Mu Mu Shisan, who was standing next to a black police car, had serious eyes.

Beside him, the tall, Chinese-character-faced Matsumoto Kiyonaga was looking indifferently at the villa area that was still immersed in the baptism of shells:

"The Joint Special Bombing Execution Team, from its inception, was a special unit designed to target powerful men from the mysterious side."

"The 155mm artillery jamming howitzer purchased from China is specifically designed to target these terrorists who only need coordinates!"

"Will we not grow after we suffered a loss at the hands of that devilish nun last time?"

"The price of a howitzer is as high as 10 million yen per shot, which is quite cheap for you prisoners."

Listening to Matsumoto Kiyonaga's sneer, Megure Thirteen hesitated to speak.

Farther away, Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako stared dumbfoundedly at the sky filled with artillery fire.

In order to kill a person, the Metropolitan Police Department The top management even hesitated to use howitzers for cluster bombing?

They couldn't even imagine how the terrorists at the core of the bombing could keep themselves alive.

No, do they still have something that can be described as a body there?

This is a very worthy study question

"If we directly use heavy firepower, we seem to get nothing.....Regardless of the enemy's purpose or the organization's personnel, is it really good for us to do this?"

Megure Thirteen actually really wanted to complain about this extravagant bombing behavior.

The funds for these shells were all taken from the Metropolitan Police Department's account. Ah!

Will I still receive bonuses next year?

With this deep doubt, Megure Thirteen couldn't help but look at Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

But in this regard, Matsumoto Kiyonaga was very calm: (It's so cool to watch For novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"It doesn't matter, Congress will approve this funding. After all, if a few of the culprits who attack high-ranking officials are not killed, many people will be uneasy."

Hearing this, Megure Thirteen suddenly understood.

Even though Kuroda Hei is almost fifty years old, he is a management officer with the rank of police officer. He has just become a high-ranking civil servant in the Metropolitan Police Department.

But he is also a decent person after all. The bureaucrat in the Eight Classics, like the official officials, is a person who has entered the circle.

Now, he was severely injured and hospitalized by a terrorist self-exposure attack, walking on the edge of life and death.

What do other bureaucrats think? What do people in the civil service system think? ?Should the top management take care of the emotions of the grassroots?

When frontline workers were attacked with bombs, will managers like them be able to go to the frontline in the future?

Various complex reasons are the reasons why the Metropolitan Police Department carried out bombings regardless of the cost.

Compared with The funds submitted by the citizens have been wasted and disappeared. The most important thing now is that the superiors must show their protection to the lower-level managers.

Therefore, the top executives of the Phoenix Agency must die, and they must die with great fanfare!

This This is the common thought of the senior management.

After realizing this meaning, Mumu Shisan couldn't help but hold down his hat and whispered:

"I understand what the commander means. I will take people with me to deal with the scene later."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga did not refuse when he heard this. He just turned around and reminded him while preparing to leave:[]

"Remember to bring those psychics with you. Although the jamming bombs will also destroy the spirit body, there will still be something left."

"When the information comes out, organize the informationLet's send it to the people who should have this information."

"Yes, sir!"

It's 8 o'clock in the evening.

Luo Shu, who planned to work overtime at the Secret Management Department in the past few days to prevent unexpected situations, received the latest information from Yukinoshita Harano who had not yet gotten off work.

"The president of Phoenix Club, carrying some kind of terrifying abyssal tool that can destroy Tokyo? Luo

Shu, who was holding the intelligence document, couldn't help but raise his head when he saw this, and thought with a confused look on his face:

"Phoenix Club, do you still have such a good thing?"

"I couldn't find the report......".