Yama Rising Chapter 673: : Return to China
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The plane landed steadily at Jeju Airport and went through several turns. Qin Ye finally stood in front of Pengqiu again.
I don't know if it was overuse of the brain this time. When I saw Pengqiu again, he felt very kind. Go straight back to his residence and take a good rest.
The time is now on December 13, 18 days before New Year's Day. In this game, Huaguo Jifu has calmly grasped the opportunity, and now he has enough time to rest.
"Guess what this is?" When Qin Ye vigorously placed a bag of local specialties in front of Diting, who was sitting at his desk the next day, the other party did not lift his head: "It seems that the trip to Africa is very Smooth."
"Don't look at who is going to run the horse." Qin Ye sat lazily on the chair, looked at the tea cup, there was not a drop of water, and prolonged his voice and shouted: "Assistant Wang!"
"It's useless for you to shout and break your throat." Di listen to the dog's paw and press the document one by one: "He was sent to the outskirts of the city by the official to inspect, and every day he can't come back."
Then you don't know to be more conscious?
Qin Ye coughed dryly: "So what, brother..."
Hey, Di Ting put down the file, and gave him a very unkind look: "Old Di?"
"It's okay... I haven't seen you for a long time, I missed it very much, so I just shouted... Just shout and shout, you are busy with you..." Qin Ye, who was wise to protect himself, immediately picked up the glass and poured a glass of water by himself. Then he caught Jingba in his arms, and said while he smoothly said: "I'm asking you something...What's the secret secret between you and Quetzalcoatl?"
Didi listened to him lazily, and the dog's ears were directly covered.
"It shouldn't be..." Qin Ye thought and said the words of the feather snake god. Die listened to this and said lazily: "What is so hard to understand?"
It sneered: "If Hua Guo Jifu helps it escape from the swallowing of heaven, do you think we will let it go back? Then again, it goes back? Where to go back?"
"Whether it goes to Africa or other states, it is a **** of Aztec mythology. Its **** system is in danger of dissipating. Apart from staying in China and being a peaceful beast, where can it go? ?"
Qin Ye frowned, tugged at the ears of Di listening, and exchanged for a black mouth. He grinned in pain and broke away the other's teeth, inhaling, "But stay in China...After its spirituality dissipated, It shouldn't exist for long, right?"
I've heard that I'm addicted to mouthfuls, and lie in Qin Ye's arms in a sense of paradox: "It's easy, just hit it."
WHAT? !
Dad asked how to solve it. You gave such a cruel approach?
"Unexpectedly?" Ding listened to the table and sneered: "There are natural leaders and road parties. The three great Pluto kings of the New World are already dead in the mound. If they are still there, the second generation may directly send a letter to them. Come in. What's wrong with it?"
"Once it is defeated, the divine element will be converted to the underworld of China, and the feather snake **** will have the roots, and restoration of strength is not a problem. I am afraid...the three Plutoes are also doing their final struggle. If you find that everything does not help, So... They also choose to submit in order not to die."
"Of course, there are also arrogant ambitions, unwilling to submit, and willing to return to the void with the ancient wealth... That is also an extremely rare scene."
Qin Ye sighed. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps going.
The underworld is the same as the sun, there are also disputes between nations. The biggest dispute between Yangjian lies in the world's right to speak between China and the United States, and the underworld... the four great underworlds contend, and the first-class underworld covets. Survive in the cracks of many second-rate netherlands. In this world where power is supreme, the rules are more **** and straightforward than Yang Jian.
He had a hunch that the collapse of the three gods of the New World might be the beginning of the next battle for hegemony in the underworld.
Who can control the New World, whoever is
The only overlord among the four constants. At that time... if the Quetzalcoatl can be rescued, it will be the most useful card in Hua Guo's hand!
"You seem to have entered a beautiful fantasy? Let me say a few more words. Now, the first thing you have to consider is the Russian ban. The second is the balance between the banning plan and the development of the vagina. The third is Unify China as soon as possible! What hegemony...you are a younger brother." Di Ting obviously won't give him too much time to relax, and a backhand document was slapped on his face: "Look at this. I sent it three days ago. "
Qin Ye grabbed the paper from his face with dissatisfaction, and after only one glance, he narrowed his smile, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
That is the diplomatic document of the Russian underworld.
"December 31...Aershan/Songbeier Port, Jieqiao, twelve o'clock?" Qin Ye inadvertently crumpled the official document into a ball of paper and threw it into the trash: "Where is this?"
"Yirshi Town, Aershan City, Xing'an League, Mongolia." Di Ting's face finally became solemn, and he said solemnly: "The counterpart is the Songbeier Port in the Eastern Province of Mongolia. The Boundary River Bridge is located on the surface of the river. One person and half. So... how did your trip to Africa look like?"
Qin Ye explained the trip to Africa in detail. Die listened to this with a long sigh of relief: "Then what? What are you going to do then?"
"What should I do?" Qin Ye sneered and sat down in his seat, gently caressing and listening: "Thirteen holy spirits are dispatched, plus you, plus the two emperors of the Russian underworld, a total of 16 Yamas , Such a big scene, how can I do not go and see? Also get to know our future opponents in world politics in advance."
"It is not us who think what to do. It is them."
"As for now?" He took a sip of his tea and said leisurely: "Wait."
"A story, the most exciting is never the climax. The climax is the channel for venting emotions. What is really exciting is the ongoing game between the two parties. When the overall situation is set, the rest... just wait for the fireworks to bloom. ."
Di Ting looked at Qin Ye with satisfaction, and Qin Ye understood the silent appreciation in his eyes. Smiling and accepting compliments. Don't talk, feel JPG with your heart.
"Actually, I want to say..." Qin Ye clenched his fist and propped his face diagonally, sitting lazily and arrogantly, and smiled lightly: "How can people not grow up? Needless to say, I understand."
Di Ting nodded with relief: "That's good."
"I want to say, I have drunk that cup of tea."
Qin Ye:......
MMP!
Do not understand the style!
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The names of Mongolia are mostly based on their own customs, plus some auspicious names. For example, Bayin, its meaning is rich. The name is very auspicious, and the person is very auspicious. He looks chubby and chubby when he is over 40, with a smile on his face. Even more auspicious is that he is the head of Somber Customs.
He is only forty-two years old, and it is extremely rare to be able to occupy this fat and oily position at this age. His inauguration experience is the same. The last director died suddenly of a heart attack, and the director who was transferred died in a car accident just one month later. The government finally turned its attention to their local deputies. He was fortunate enough to take the position of customs chief at this age.
This is both a border and a customs, and it’s not too worry-free to be a neighbor to a country like China. Contrabands are generally destroyed if they can’t get here. When the information is illegal, there will be some gray income for a long time. Of course-most of these illegalities are in his own country, and his heart is a bit complicated for the world's second largest economy next to him.
"Would you not go back?" The secretary seems to be used to Bayin's overtime work. It is now half past six, everyone is going home. He is working overtime every day, going over everyone's projects. Sometimes she does
I was thinking that such a person really deserves some longevity's favor.
So, Miss Secretary just asked casually. After getting Bayin's nod, he put down the key and left.
The room became quiet, and in winter, the farther north, the darker it gets. Although it was only half past six, the sky here was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Ba Yin continued to look at the computer, and it took a full twenty minutes before he sighed. Walked to the window.
On his chubby auspicious face, there was no smile at this moment, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he gently stroked the window with a frustrated expression. Looked down at the scenery below.
Mongolia is not rich. Compared with the neighboring China, Inner Mongolia Province, GDP only accounts for 5%... Therefore, this customs is not luxurious. A simple white wall surrounded by a ladder, marking the release of the customs emblem, nothing more. There are not too many cars. Now, there is no car in the entire Somber Pass.
Only himself.
He looked down in a dream and didn't leave for a long time. Just when the street light outside finally turned on, he sighed slightly, his fingers were about to be lowered from the window, and he suddenly discovered...there was a line of blood in the place where the fingers were removed!
It's coming... or it's coming!
He was trembling all over, the lights in the room flickered, the door closed tightly, and all the windows closed. And as he took his finger away, the blood word slowly appeared, as if he had written it by himself!
"On the 31st, a large-scale spiritual event will occur here. In the last half month, a large-scale spiritual event will occur here. If you do not want to die, it is best to stay away."
Bayin opened his mouth several times, trying to say something, but couldn't say anything. A few minutes later, he said hoarsely: "I think...I have paid off your debt."
"Hehehe..." There was a sneer in the room. It was a woman. The ghostly spirit floated out from under the table, in the cracks, and in the cabinet. With a sharp laugh, the whole room was instantly dark. .
Boom, boom, boom... Bayin could only hear the beating of his heart. He trembled all over, curled up, his legs were soft and did not squat down. Instead, staring at the window.
On the window, a figure in the costume of a European maid walked out of the darkness with an endless gloom, looking at him with a hoarse smile: "It's not paid off yet, it’s not your decision. And, ours There are not many requirements. It will not threaten you."
"But I can't leave at all now!!" Probably because fear has broken through a certain limit, Bayin screamed in fear: "Now is New Year's Day! I must clean up all my work before New Year's Day! I can't go away ! You let me go now, don't you let me wait to be reprimanded by the boss?"
"Don't be mistaken." The voice said without emotion: "I just suggest that if you don't leave, it won't affect anything. It's just whether there is one more corpse. Once human beings are too much affected by Yin Qi... …You don’t want to know the consequences."
"Since you are willing to stick to your post, then... I advise you one thing."
In an instant, a pair of cold hands touched Bayin's neck, and he shook like chaff all over, dripping cold sweat on his forehead desperately. In the next second, a voice came close to the ear: "If something happens, I hope you can be sensible and don't press that special button. What is the name of the special organization in Mongolia? Oh... Changshengwei."
"If your daughter doesn't want to see your torn body, if you don't want them to die, just control your fear."
Bayin's throat trembled like a stone, and said, "Chang and Changshengwei can't control it?"
"What are they." The woman's voice gradually drifted away with a giggle: "In front of the guests who came that day, even the qualifications to serve...chuck..."