I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

Chapter 182

The history of Shouhehui goes back hundreds of years.

At the beginning, five people including Botu and Alexandra were expelled from Kunlun just because of the theft of the keel.

In order to survive, they decided to set up an organization, that is the earliest hands and meetings!

Thanks to the magical power of the keel, the life span of the five people was extended, and they also gained the extraordinary power of the immortal body.

In addition to being cut down to the first level, any degree of damage can’t kill them.

In order to get more dragon bones, the five people vigorously develop hands and associations and continue to recruit believers.

After hundreds of years of vigorous development, the Shouhehui, founded by five people, has gradually become a huge organization with power all over the world.

Even if Leon killed the four leaders of Shouhehui, the power of Shouhehui had a huge amounts of power vacuum.

However, with the spokesperson of Botu, Lyon took over the organization of Hehui at the least cost.

Looking through the documents in hand, Lyon’s opponents and the huge resources possessed by the club have a general idea.

When he finished reading it, there was only one thought left in his heart, that is: he made a lot of money!

Yes.

The huge wealth accumulated over hundreds of years in the entire hand and the society, if measured by money, is roughly equivalent to 100 billion U.S. dollars!

This is not counting the gray industries that are difficult to estimate, and the profits generated by crime.

Definitely, the cash flow that Lyon can grasp and mobilize at any time is only about 50 billion, and the rest are some real estate and corporate shares, which cannot be converted into capital immediately.

Being able to obtain such a huge amount of report also made Lyon very fortunate that he had taken over the plan to take over the meeting.

However, money is not the only reason for him to take over the hand and meeting…

Putting the documents in his hands into the inner pocket of the windbreaker, Leon looked at the blogger who was waiting for instructions, and said solemnly: “You have done a good job, I am very satisfied.”

“Thank you for your compliment.”

“Next, I need you to do something.”

“Your Excellency, please!”

“Stop immediately and meet all illegal and criminal industries and behaviors!”

Leon’s words were loud and loud, like a violent cold wind, which made people irresistible.

Hearing this, the blogger was shocked and just wanted to ask why, he immediately thought of the identity of the lord in front of him, and immediately replied: “As you wish…”

“Also, shift the focus of development to investing in emerging industries, especially the network industry and the biological industry.”

Listening to Lyon’s various arrangements, a keen blogger easily got a message from it: Lyon wants to cleanse his hands and the criminal organization!

In this regard, Botu expressed his understanding.

S.H.I.E.L.D, he also heard a little about this organization.

An intelligence organization that focuses on protecting world peace is powerful and armed.

In such a hierarchical organization, for his own future, Lyon naturally has to be more cautious, not allowing people to catch his own handle…

The blogger was completely uninterested in how Lyon handled the hands and meetings.

For him, money and power are not what he cares about.

Only the keel underneath New York City is what he has been pursuing tirelessly…

Part of the reason why the blogger bowed his head to Lyon was due to Lyon’s coercion.

Part of the reason is that from Lyon, he saw the hope of obtaining a keel, extending his life, and even returning to his hometown!

For a wanderer who has been away from home for many years, the thoughts of his hometown are irreplaceable.

Therefore, regardless of Leon’s whitewashing order, how much money and how many people will be lost to his hands, the bloggers do not care.

Anyway, it’s just money, if you don’t have it, you can continue to earn…

The heavy rain outside, with the passage of time, gradually stopped.

At this moment, Leon suddenly asked the blogger: “Is the chemical formula for synthesis of heroin in your body?”

“Yes.”

While talking, the blogger handed over a piece of paper filled with chemical formulas.

However, Leon did not answer, but ordered:

“In two days, you go to meet Fisk and give him the formula and related industries.”

“Bring him another message…”

Although there were some doubts, the blogger still did not ask any questions, instead he nodded slightly and replied, “Understood.”

The blogger understands that a good subordinate does not need him to know, he will not bother…

Glancing at the blogger who was standing upright with his hands on his back, Leon paced slowly to his side, patted his right shoulder with his hand, and whispered: “I know what you want, in the end What is it…”

“I will help you open the dragon tomb under the financial building in the middle city circle. And the keel inside will belong to you sooner or later.”

“It’s just that this time has not come yet. I hope you will be patient, do you understand?”

Lyon’s words are neither salty nor light.

However, the blogger still heard a strong sense of confidence in the other’s tone.

“clear.”

“That’s good.”

As soon as the voice fell, Leon stepped onto the lift without looking back.

Accompanied by the sound of “chap” and “chap”, only thoughtful bloggers remained on the bare floor…

. . . . . .

A few days later, an unexpected customer greeted in the French restaurant controlled by Fisker.

When Fisk looked at the man sitting across from him, he did not immediately ask him what he was coming from. Instead, he wiped the corners of his mouth with the napkin on his chest, and after doing his etiquette, he asked in a deep voice:

“Mr. Botu, how can I help you?”

Fisk knew that the other party represented hands and meetings.

However, he didn’t know that the man sitting in front of him was the current hand and meeting leader.

He originally thought that the other party came here to make trouble for himself because of the attack on Mrs. Gao’s industry.

Unexpectedly, when the blogger opened his mouth, it was shocking news:

“I am here this time to convey a message to you on behalf of Your Excellency Leon!”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a gentle move. Standing under a man behind him, he took out a piece of paper and a stack of documents and placed them on the table.

“This is?”

“This is what the Lord Leon promised you.”

Fisk raised his brows and beckoned to Wesley who was standing aside.

Wesley knew it, then picked up the files and papers, and quickly scanned them.

Then, Wesley, who knew the situation, whispered a few words in Fisk’s ear.

Knowing the enormous benefits that these documents and papers represent, even Fisk, who is not Bobo Furui, has a hint of joy on his face.

“Mr. Lyon is indeed a man who keeps his promises, greet him for me.”

“I will.” The blogger nodded and continued: “In addition to these agreed things, Your Excellency Leon has a message, let me convey it to you.”

“Oh, listen carefully.”

“He said…”

“Happy cooperation!”