A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet.

Although the invitation letter from the underworld in China is still a little worse than this effect, it is certain that the entire underworld world is surging because of it.

As the invitation was sent, many receipts from the underworld flew over like snowflakes.

"The Red Moon Alliance will be invited to participate in the GTO Conference on time." "The Semitic Underworld will be invited to participate in the GTO Conference on time." "The Hopi Underworld will be invited to participate in the GTO Conference on time."

Thirty-four countries and a dozen underworlds responded immediately. However, there was not the rest yet.

All eyes looked at Sanchang, or to be precise, at Prometheus's plan.

After ten years of fighting... I almost got a bayonet last time, and this time... Sanchang couldn't miss this opportunity!

The last time I wanted was the power of the ban on arts. If the underworld in China was not able to match the position this time, I am afraid that this time, the winner would be decided!

However, Sanchang has not spoken out.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, three months passed. These three months were calm. However, no matter who it is, any country with a little voice in the international community is staring at every move of the whole world.

On March 15th, Sanchang spoke out one after another. First, Anubis determined his itinerary and attended the GTO conference held in the underworld of China on time three months later.

Then, India and Greece underworlds occurred at the same time, and they all expressed their preparations to participate in gto.

"What the hell are they playing?!" The representatives of the Kailasa Temple were completely messy.

This place is full of ghosts. If there are ordinary ghosts here now, you will definitely find them. The ghosts here are all famous figures in the world's financial streets. They are either elites in investment banks or actuaries. When they are outside, they are all types with monthly salary of more than 100,000 yuan and hard to look up to. However, now that the world will change, they all reveal their own details.

The ten ordinary-looking old men who replaced Hirok, Fujii Kana and others were replaced by ten ordinary-looking old men. However, here, no one dared to disobey their wishes. Even Hirok and others had to bow and pay tribute when they saw the other party.

The top ten consortiums and sects are here in person!

"No notice." Lotus Tower, countless information gathered here, and hundreds of think tank teams serve the world's top wealth. An old man looked at the reports spread out in front of him solemnly and said quickly: "There is no notice in China. Our people have confirmed that there is no notice in either newspapers or other media."

Another old man also looked at the report without blinking his eyes. No one decided to take the team until now. Perhaps some people would say that the right choice is to decide to take the team temporarily. But...

The investment of temporary teaming is comparable to the political contributions invested in advance?

If you want to do something that can make them take action personally, it will definitely be a major event that shocks the world and determines the world in one fell swoop!

For example now.

They believe in their intuitions. The young rulers of the underworld in China are ready to divide life and death with the Sanchang. No... Even if he doesn't want to, the Sanchang will force him up. They will not want to restore the position of the Four Constant people, which is equivalent to depriving them of their right to speak and interests.

The more you are, the more you cannot be anxious.

The old man finally put down the newspaper and said solemnly: "There was no notice in advance, but when the Ministry of Foreign Affairs issued a statement, he wrote a lot."

"Why?"

A bald old man in a kimono pushed his black-framed glasses, his face was simple and without any characteristics. Fujii Kana stood respectfully behind the other party. He said sly: "Because Sanchang also has his own trump card."

"What card?"

"Energy." When the bald old man said these two words word by word, he could clearly see a layer of chicken skin rising from the back of his hand. He took a deep breath and said, "Maybe, it's not a complete version of energy. But he still made significant progress. Everyone... This is gto..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the ghosts in the audience understood the following words.

gto, trade number one.

This includes an institution, the international energy market!

Once Sanchang gets the energy ticket, he will immediately apply to enter the international energy market. Then... the gto will completely cover the limelight of the underworld in China. If the underworld in China is really as strong as everyone speculates... two-pronged, this time... there is absolutely no power to fight back!

This is the general trend of the world.

It's the wheel of history!

Death God understands how to choose.

Is the knife already placed on the neck? All the valve owners licked their lips. It was not fear, but excitement. The decline of a big country has too many business opportunities hidden in it!

Or... standing on the side of the underworld in China, if the other party regained the right to speak at the beginning, the political donation would be extremely generous!

When... an old Arab man in a white robe put down his coffee cup, he said coldly: "If it was really energy, we would know right away."

"Of course we can't inquire. The Tianhuo Project is strictly guarding us. They know that their people cannot withstand the temptation of our gold coins. But..."

He stood up, and the ghost fire burned: "He wants us to help them canvass vote...If we want us to invest money in other countries in exchange for their votes, then... we must tell us!"

"Sir! Your Excellency!!" At this moment, several ghosts rushed in at the gate, among which a white man with blue eyes and blonde hair took the lead. As soon as he entered the room, he nodded slightly. Suddenly, rows of private ghost soldiers immediately cleared the scene. In less than ten minutes, only ten chaebol masters and their confidants were left here.

"Your Excellency!" The white man bowed deeply, his voice hoarsely: "Sanchang wrote a letter in person."

"The content is...Ten days ago, the Prometheus project, the Tianhuo Plan, successfully discovered the Yinsi Electronic Yin Talisman and the Proton Yin Talisman. At most two years...Two years later, new energy will be released soon!"

Brush! All ten valve masters stood up.

An old white man in a suit, about 1.8 meters tall, with one-sided eyes, stepped forward and his voice hoarse: "Continue!"

"Yes... this time, they will apply for a new energy patent immediately! They will prepare to enter the world energy trading market. At the same time... gipo will lead the crowd to establish the largest energy company! Multi-country holdings!"

boom!

It was like thunder, and all the ghosts at the scene were silent.

After a long time, the old man in kimono swallowed hard, and couldn't help but tremble all over, covering his eyes: "The news came too timely...Lu Silang!"

"exist."

"Calculate the working capital of Tianping Shengbao Group now!"

"yes!"

"So cruel..." The old Arab man took a breath from his teeth: "Even if the world is rich together, even if other countries have the right to speak. They also think... is it more important than China to regain its authority?"

Then, the question is here.

How to make a decision?

The Balance Holy Treasure Consortium has already made a choice, but...what is the remaining consortium?

With pairs of old eyes, they looked at me and I looked at you. They understood that they had already walked to the edge of the cliff.

Step forward...is it the Bridge to the Sky or the Abyss?

"Come." A few minutes later, the nine old men spoke in a deep voice at the same time.

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"King of Hell." Chengxin, Liuyuantu Square, Qin Ye stood at the top of Zhulongyan, and Secretary-General Jiang quietly walked up: "Sanchang responded and will participate in gto on time."

"Immediately afterwards, the remaining eighteen underworlds responded at the same time and will participate on time. So far, all underworlds in the world have agreed to participate."

Qin Ye nodded and waved his hand to let the other party go down.

"It's all here... very good." He breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the bored and slammed melon seeds on the side: "It was announced three months later, and there was no notice before. Prometheus should have achieved a decisive result."

"That's not what you want?" Di Ting rolled his eyes: "It's great to catch it in one go."

Of course it's good...

Qin Ye looked out with emotion, his eyes crossed Liuyuantu Square and looked at Guangmao Chengxin. His heart was swaying for a moment.

Several universities have stood up a few years ago, teaching Yin Fu and professional knowledge of major subjects under the light.

In the south, a university town covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres was completed at the end of last year. It was the Actors Union, Directors Union and Screenwriters Union. Around them, there are three art colleges. This is the place with the most enthusiastic registration.

In the east, a 200-meter-high building penetrates the clouds. It is the underworld CCTV, which manages all TV stations across the country. It has nearly a hundred floors, and each floor is home to representatives of major local TV stations. TV stations across the country are waiting for the completion of the TV towers in every province and city.

Ten years of hard work... It has been sixteen or seventeen years since I took over the Yan Luo Seal, and the underworld has gone from being poor and white to becoming a tall building now.

However, it's not enough!

The underworld in his heart was the great power of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and all nations came to pay tribute.

"Since there are no superpowers in this world, then... it's just a place for us!" He took a deep breath, his voice like thunder, passing through the entire Chengxin: "The generals obey the orders."

Yama made a sound, and his voice was like a shock wave, sweeping across the sky, and even the floating clouds in the sky faded out of the city like sea tides.

Just outside the city wall with a high salary, tens of thousands of elite troops were already ready to go.

Behind them were countless Yin Beast Transportation Vehicles, loaded with various daily necessities, which were hundreds of meters long.

After this team, there was a long, neat and neat Yin Ling team of thousands of meters.

In the team, there were state banquet chefs wearing Tang suits, and people from all walks of life like ancient robes and scholars. There were also service staff who were wearing Zhongshan suits, carefully selected and trained for more than a year... It can be said that there are people in a city that should have here.

This is the first time that he has hosted a world-class conference after he ascended the throne. Qin Ye will never allow any behavior of losing his chain!

Seeing this vast team, he couldn't help but smile. There was no one in the city, only an empty city. And Tianzhu City, under Zhao Yun's overtime work day and night, was finally built four months ago. After a month of cleaning and three months of sorting, the air was fresh. Now... it's time to fill it up.

"Please give the instructions of the King of Hell." Qian Duolai stood in front and gave a standard fist-holding ceremony.

Qin Ye took a deep breath and said aloud: "Set out. Go and head to Tianzhu City!"

"Let us... greet our friends internationally!"

Come on... Let's take a good look at who is the last king in this killing field!
Chapter completed!