In the quiet courtyard, birds singing occasionally sounded. It was just a wall, and everything in this courtyard was a bit out of place with the noisy city.

The plants unique to the tropical region grow densely in the yard, which is a complex that looks very similar to European-style buildings. Perhaps the owners here like the Central European architecture, and each building here exudes the quaintness of the medieval period.

The courtyard is separated by a wall from the bustling street market. On the noisy streets, tourists occasionally stop to appreciate the European-style buildings in the courtyard, and also guess who the owner is.

But no one was so stupid that he wanted to go in and take a look. The four bodyguards with sharp eyes at the door were enough to scare away those who were curious about going forward to inquire. These four bodyguards were big and thick, wearing plaid shirts and tattoos covered with arms to show everyone their identities.

The courtyard was surprisingly quiet. Compared to the four big men guarding the door, there was not even one person in the courtyard. The wind blew gently across the treetops and made a rustling sound, and the entire building complex seemed a little lifeless.

A luxurious Mercedes-Benz team drove over from the corner of the street and headed towards the building complex with a turn signal. The bodyguards guarding the door saw the license plate clearly and immediately said something on the walkie-talkie. In just a few seconds, more than a dozen fully armed bodyguards suddenly rushed out of the empty yard.

They quickly opened the door and then stood at the gate and looked around vigilantly. The pedestrians avoided it, and no one wanted to come forward to provoke these guys holding weapons.

After all the Mercedes-Benz convoys entered the building complex, the bodyguards rushed into the yard quickly and closed the door. They were as young as ghosts, and only the four bodyguards were guarding in front of the gate.

The convoy stopped in front of the tall main building in the yard. The bodyguards got out of each car and looked around vigilantly. The back seat door of the car in the middle was gently opened by the bodyguards, and Carson, with a tired face, slowly walked down from above.

"General Carson, our head has been waiting for you for a long time." Carson had just got out of the car, and a shining bald head had bowed politely to him.

Bald fucking - speaking standard English, her face raised was clean and tidy, and she didn't feel panic when she saw a big man like Carson. Moreover, his skin was relatively white, completely different from the black skin that should have in the hot weather in T country.

Carson nodded and said lightly: "I'm really embarrassed to let the head of the Dragon Snake family wait for a long time. But I encountered some difficult problems that need to be dealt with, so I had to postpone it for a while."

The bald head smiled very understandingly and nodded: "General Carson doesn't have to worry at all, he is just a special team in China, it's no big deal!"

Carson looked at the bald man in shock, knowing that the Chinese and e-Ross agents entered Aragon, he only found out a few hours ago.

When he learned the news, he was furious and smashed many things in the house. The Chinese and Chinese are now irreconcilable. A Chinese agent came to T country to go around for a while but left without any career. This was a shame and humiliation.

But he could only get angry. After shattering countless furniture, he sighed and thought nothing had happened. Even his current status could not easily provoke the tiger hunting organization. The tiger hunting organization has a more stable foundation in T country than him, and its personnel are spread throughout the country.

Even many generals in his army have constant relationships with the Tiger Hunting Organization. If they rashly offend the Tiger Hunting Organization, they can only establish a strong enemy for him.

In Country T, there is never only one person who can decide. There are all kinds of organizations here, and the person with guns is the boss. So if Carson wants to firmly sit in his position, he must learn to endure.

But the bald man in Fusang knew everything clearly. Carson squinted his eyes and even felt that the bald man's smile was a kind of naked ridicule. The people in the Longshe family have always been like this, and they are all very arrogant.

The bald man noticed Carson's strange expression, smiled, moved away, pointed to the gate of the main building and said, "General Carson, stop thinking about those troublesome things. Let's go, the head of the family is waiting for you."

Carson glanced at his head suspiciously, walked inside with a hush. A faint cool air came. After entering the room, the cool air conditioning immediately drove away the heat outside the room.

Carson suddenly felt much more refreshed, so he looked up and looked around. The room was tightly defended, with a person standing every fifty centimeters on the stairs, with a fusan samurai sword hanging around their waists and wearing traditional kimonos. It looked more like a kendo hall than a branch of the Dragon Snake family in T country.

The bald man smiled and led Carson's way. He maintained a very respectful attitude along the way. Although there was a kingly domineering spirit in his eyes, the poisonous snake always dressed up as weak and could win with one blow when attacking.

Instead of going up the stairs, they went straight down the basement. They walked on the stairs one after another, and the bright lights illuminated Carson's face. Although he was also curious to look around, he was not panicked at all, as if he had known where he was about to go.

The more you go down the ground, the hot air rolls in. There is a central air conditioner opening on the surrounding walls, and refreshing cool air is also sucking inside. But the underground is too hot, and even a high-power central air conditioner cannot cool down here.

Katha wiped the hot sweat from his forehead from time to time. He wore a decent black suit today. This was very rare in his life. Usually he would wear a general uniform that represented his identity.

But today is one of the most powerful people in Fusang. The current head of the Longshe family must dress properly as if he was visiting an emperor. What's more, the head of the Longshe family is in Fusang, who is a person who is even more powerful than the emperor.

There were so many steps that no one would have thought that under the seemingly ordinary courtyard, there was a staircase that could be walked for ten minutes. But this was not the end. Ten minutes later, Carson followed the bald man and walked to an elevator.

Carson looked at the numbers displayed on the elevator, with only a single word. He smiled and shook his head: "You guys kept digging to the other side of the earth, are you?"

When the bald man heard Carson's question, he turned his head politely and shook his head: "Of course not, but we spent five years digging an underground base with a depth of 1,200 meters, which is obviously a great achievement in human history."

"1200 meters?" Carson couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this number. Not to mention the resistance they would encounter when digging this underground base, it would be quite amazing to just support the huge underground base not to collapse.

The elevator made a jingle sound, and the elevator door slowly opened. Carson, bald head and two men walked in. The elevator led them down quickly, and the feeling of weightlessness immediately attacked several people.

Soon, the elevator door opened again. Carson felt a little dizzy in his head, and the elevator was moving down too fast. He stroked his forehead, and the noise around him quickly dispelled the discomfort in his heart.

"Mr. Carson isn't he dizzy, right?" An old voice suddenly sounded from the side. Carson turned his head and saw the head of the Dragon Snake family sitting in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed over by a beautiful but cold-faced female secretary.

The bald man immediately greeted him, bowed very respectfully, and then stood aside with his hands down, expressing his respect. Carson nodded politely when he saw the man, and walked up with a smile.

"It's Carson's sin to let the head of the Dragon Snake family wait for a long time." Carson smiled and shook hands with the head of the Dragon Snake family. Although the old man was sitting in a wheelchair, Carson could still feel a powerful force bursting out from his body.

The head of the Longshe family is named Yingjing Xuanyi, and he has been the head of the Longshe family for almost fifty years. Although he is in his sixties, his eyes are still bright and bright, making people conquered when they first look at it.

Sakurai waved his hand: "It's nothing. You have to be busy dealing with the clowns in China. I can understand that I'm going to waste some time. Now the Chinese are more and more active in Asia. They want to show off their force to the whole Asia to gain the status of overlords, but they will never want to conquer us, the real Fusang people."

Carson knew that Genichi Sakurai was an authentic Fusang right-winger, and his father was a senior officer in the invading Chinese troops that year. He had a natural hatred for China and was determined to conquer that country.

But the Chinese completely defeated his deployment in D Beijing. No matter how powerful the Longshe family is, they are still far from facing the regular army.

Carson nodded very modestly: "Thank you Mr. Yingjing for your understanding."

Kinichi Sakurai laughed: "We are comrades in an alliance, so don't be polite. Let's go and see the armor we developed first. I believe you will be able to use it soon."

The roar of the machine echoed underground, and the more it went, the more heat waves became. The foggy here was like a fairyland in a fairy tale, but more like an irrespectable hell.

Carson followed Sakurai Genichi to a platform. Under the platform, countless machines were assembling something like armor in an orderly manner. The staff were busy shuttled through it, and the entire underground was in this busy area.

"Super armor, that's how I call these cute things." Sakurai Genyi looked at the slowly assembled armor with a crazy light in his eyes.

"Are these things really useful?" Carson looked at the armor similar to those in the comics, and he didn't really believe in the real abilities of these things.

Kinichi Sakurai laughed: "Don't underestimate our Fuso technology. Looking at the whole world, Germany is the only one who can compete with our Fuso. Even the United States has to stand aside. Many of their core technologies are obtained from us."
Chapter completed!