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Chapter 498 The Shadow Army sets off! !

On the east side of Mexico's Plaza de la Constitución, the National Palace is illuminated by soft lights. Above the main entrance, the Dolores Clock hangs high, adding a rich historical atmosphere to the palace.

An extremely luxurious banquet is being held inside. Just looking at this banquet, people can't see the slums that can be seen everywhere in this country. Only people who are drunk and rich can describe the scene in front of them.

Mountains of champagne, countless delicacies, and luxuriously dressed people.

In their words and deeds, they all exuded a kind of upper-class elegance.

"Mr. President, under your governance, the country is becoming more and more prosperous. Let me toast you first."

"Haha."

A smile appeared on the gray-haired man's face. Just when he was about to raise his glass in response, a person suddenly appeared from his shadow on the ground.

The man was dirty, with a lot of blood on his body, but no wounds could be seen. Standing there, he was incompatible with the luxurious and elegant scene in front of him.

It's like a mountaintop savage stepping into a modern metropolis.

However, no one present dared to look down upon him.

Behind him, there is an alien creature that cannot be explained by common sense.

"Shadow soldiers from another world."

Vanguard's general manager in Mexico whispered a title.

The people who can stand here and participate in the banquet are all the top class in Mexico.

Either he is the spokesperson of a large American consortium in Mexico, or he is a local comprador who has direct contact with the United States.

They are important figures in all walks of life in Mexico.

Some confidential things cannot be known, but it is public information in the United States that the Shadow Clan are afraid of bright lights and like to come out of the shadows.

"Quick, protect Mr. President!"

I don’t know who reacted first. After a loud shout, the guards outside quickly broke into this extremely luxurious banquet.

A slightly panicked voice sounded, and under the gaze of the people around her, the woman swallowed the scream back into her throat.

The surrounding gazes averted.

They are all members of the upper class and cannot be like the untouchables in the vegetable market who yell and scream whenever they encounter danger.

The upper classes have to maintain their elegance.

Guards at the National Palace are equipped with flash bombs and bright flashlights.

After all, compared to Dio, the apostle who is suspected of owning a country is obviously a greater threat to various countries.

Heads of countries almost immediately equipped themselves with relevant security guards to ensure their safety.

Seeing the guards arriving, President Mance finally recovered. He almost had a heart attack from the fright.

He turned sideways, trying to create a dignified tone and said, "What do you want?"

Ned looked at the scene in front of him and thought of the people in the slums, the president's righteousness in front of the TV media, and the chaos in this country.

He made a decision in his mind.

How can we let this group of insects control the future of the country!

Ned straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "Mr. President, please give up your seat to me. I will cooperate with the emperor of the Shadow Clan to take over this country."

Mance's face turned livid and he whispered: "Do you know what nonsense you are talking about?"

"Of course I know!"

Ned suddenly raised his voice and stared at him with bright eyes: "Please leave this country to me to govern.

If you have any doubts, just wait for the news. The emperor will make all groups disappear tonight. "

Although Ned had some doubts about the emperor's attempt to help him, in the current situation, he could only borrow that power to get to the top first, and then think about other things.

If the other party really has pure goodwill, then Ned is willing to repay the other party with goodwill.

If it was malicious, then he would rather die than become a criminal who betrayed the country.

"If he fails, I will kill myself on the spot!"

Ned risked his life.

Mance's eyes fell into a state of surprise, and he did not let anyone come forward to arrest him. He just raised his hand and said: "Immediately send someone to take a look at Angel's situation.

if,"

Before he could finish his words, the shadows on the ground suddenly bulged out with semi-circular pustules, and then vomited out generals in military uniforms.

"What's going on?"

The generals were confused.

Ned shouted: "Okay, everyone please wait here for the news. We will soon see the emperor's thunderous methods."

The generals glanced at Mance, then at the surrounding situation, and then they all closed their mouths.

Even Ned looked like a tortured prisoner.

But power does not come from clothes, the person behind him is enough for them to show their patience.

Some people also called to tip off the information to the United States.

……

One hundred thousand shadow soldiers are busy.

Qingze was very free. He stayed in the palace and slowly treated Ned's family members, then threw them all back home and asked them to take a bath and change clothes.

And those who suffered the harm they encountered fell to the ground one by one, wailing.

Qingze was not in a hurry to deal with them. A person must be trustworthy. He said that if he wanted to send all those people away, then he should let them go on the road neatly.

Considering that what was about to happen was rarely inappropriate, he decided on the Chihuahuan Desert in northern Mexico.

Qingze walked back to the throne, sat down, and looked down at the empty palace, waiting for the shadow soldiers to transport people to the desert and then return here.

Angel gradually became familiar with the pain in his body. After all, he was not an ordinary person, but the legendary founder of the group.

It was he who created a new model for this industry, transforming it from a farm group with a social basis to one that now uses military methods to kill and hires economists and lawyers to protect itself.

As a semi-literate farmer, he became the leader of the world's largest gang involving 48 countries.

His life was filled with legend and danger, and there was nothing he couldn't overcome.

Just like when he was young, the godfather he defected to was arrested and imprisoned by the military, and the huge power was about to collapse.

At that time, no one in the gang knew what to do next. He was the only one who took the lead in seizing a golden passage from Mexico to the United States. He relied on that road to make a fortune directly and climbed to the top step by step.

He believes that crises and opportunities coexist, and it depends on whether he can grasp them.

What does the man on stage want to do?

An idea flashed through Angel's mind. It would be difficult to convince the other party if he didn't know what he wanted.

"Dear Sir, what do you like about Ned?"

He spoke slowly. With his current physical condition, he could feel the pain radiating from every part of his body just by speaking.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, but Angel did not give up speaking. He found that he was not stopped or reprimanded by the other party, and continued: "With all due respect.

In terms of willpower and means, I am definitely more worthy of your respect than Ned. "

At this point, Angel's tone regained his pride. He had not lost the passion to start a business. "If you choose me as your slave, I promise that I can plunder all the benefits of the world for you, ha, ha."

He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling like an old bellows.

The pain didn't break him.

Angel raised his head, his eyes widened, and the ambition bursting out of his eyes tried to ignite the heart of the king on the throne.

Qingze just looked down at him indifferently and said nothing.

"I will not let you down. I have never let anyone down since I was a child!"

Angel continued to pray fervently, wanting to be saved by this man and wanting to keep his overwhelming power.

Qingze still ignored his thoughts, thinking about how to enlighten Xiaozi tomorrow.

……

In the Chihuahuan Desert, the full moon hangs high in the sky. The desert wind is not as hot as during the day, and it is refreshing.

The outline of the sand dunes is looming in the moonlight, like the waves in a dream, rising and falling slowly.

The desert that no one usually visited suddenly became lively and crowded at this moment.

Many people don't even know why they are here. They only know that the person who sent them here is darker than an African-American man at night, his eyes are glowing red, and he is wearing armor.

Moreover, those weird guys are continuing to send people here.

Various groups meet each other, and there are many people with grudges among them.

Normally, they would have shot each other to see who could survive.

It's just that in this wonderful event at the moment, everyone fell into a tacit understanding.

No one chose to start a war without authorization, but instead asked the leaders of each group to meet with each other to discuss the situation at the scene.

What is surprising is that on such a grand occasion, the leader of the largest Tarot group in Mexico is not here.

Only second-in-command Darko consulted with them.

"Those creatures should be the alien monsters reported by New York. They are completely black and only have a pair of red eyes."

"Damn it, it's not just New York, it's even in Mexico now." "I heard that that kind of monster seems to be afraid of bright light."

"Fake! Then the guns in our hands are just decorations!"

"Why did the other party gather us here?"

Darko couldn't understand it. It couldn't be a creature from another world that wanted to unify the Mexican underground market?

Even if it is, why gather so many people?

Such behavior could not be explained, which gave him a bad premonition. But at this moment, no one answered Angel's satellite phone!

What on earth is that person doing?

"Anyway, let's restrain our men first and don't let them fight."

"Ah."

Time passes little by little.

The Chihuahuan Desert has become an endless sea of ​​people. More than 300 flour groups have gathered here, with a total of nearly 400,000 troops.

At the same time, one hundred thousand shadow soldiers completed their mission and returned to the palace.

They stood there silently, with pairs of red eyes looking up, waiting for the emperor's orders.

At this time, Angel could no longer make a loud sound. He was lying on the ground, as humble as an old dog that was about to die.

But his mouth was still moving, trying to persuade Qingze with a mosquito-like sound.

The will to survive can be said to be very strong.

Qingze didn't care, stood up, waved his hand and said: "Shadow Army! Go to war!"

　PS: Thanks to Helianyue for the reward.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)