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Chapter 746 Wild Nights Second Movement (Part 2)

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    Sitting in the flying car, Haig watched the successive car accidents and the spaceship crashing into the highway, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

    From the first second he was stuck in traffic, he knew it was the work of Huckle's snake.

    The guards of the major families are always under surveillance.  The Hastings family spied on others, including themselves.  Especially this kind of large-scale dispatch is as eye-catching as a group of startled egrets on a calm lake.

    Ever since receiving the mission, Haig never thought of concealing the whereabouts of the main force.  It is enough to be able to send a small group of troops to finish cleaning up the snipers arranged by Miller first.  Without using the phantom army, it is not a good idea for the family to rely on the guards in their hands to fight against several big families.

    However, if you add the future patriarch and the twenty mechas under his command Haig sneered, he really wants to see, when the time comes, Huckle's gloomy  What is the expression on his face.

    He leisurely opened the electronic folder in his hand, and re-examined the steps of the action plan.

    The plan was drawn up by Fatty and Margaret.  Thinking of how his new master and Margaret were talking and laughing when they were making plans, Haig smiled wryly, and couldn't help being a little frustrated.  Compared with these two geniuses, I am simply a nerd who only knows how to read dead books!

    Brazenly provoking a war at this time is already earth-shattering, but who would have thought that Fatty and Margaret would be ready to make these families stand up!

    Not only did they use themselves as bait, but they also used themselves as bait.  All you have to do is stay on the periphery.  Let those families who have lost their minds put their strength into the meat grinder in the central city.

    Then

    "My lord," the assistant in the front row of the flying vehicle took off the earphones and turned around to report: "Nighthawk reported that the enemy has launched a full-scale attack, and the brigade has gathered in the central city area. Our sniper point has been lost. Fifteen dead  people, twenty-three wounded. The others have retreated."

    "Understood." Haig looked out the window at the burning spaceship on the broken highway bridge, and sighed slightly.

    Whether it is Barbara's Beverly Guard or the fighters raised by the Miller family, they are not so easy to deal with.  Several big families launched at the same time, and even the Hastings family couldn't escape completely.

    "Also, I just received the news." The assistant seemed a little confused, he hesitated, and reported: "Friedrich's car has already entered the road leading to the Devil's Paradise nightclub, and he seems to be going up there himself."

    "Friedrich?" Haig was startled.  He couldn't figure out why that important person who had always been by Barbara's side and whose status was almost only below Barbara's, came out in person at this time.

    Barbara, what do you want to do?

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    Fleischer got into the car and sat down on the soft seat.  The smell of blood on his body made Friedrich frowned.

    "Can't you be more elegant?" Friedrich paused his cane lightly.

    The brown-haired young man opened the refrigerator by himself and poured himself a glass of wine. Those emotionless eyes seemed to be impenetrable to light, full of gloomy and dead air.

    Friedrich shook his head, wondering why Barbara liked his nephew so much.  Perhaps it was Fleischer's enthusiasm for blood and his indifference to death that attracted her.

    I don't know how many people were killed by him with a knife this time.  He has an unexplainable obsession with letting life go by on the knife's edge.

    It was his ruthlessness and blood that made him the person most families would not want to provoke.  Many would rather fight Haig's gun than Fleischer's knife.

    "Drive." Friedrich tapped lightly on the partition of the cab.

    The flying car started smoothly and drove along the road to the Devil's Paradise nightclub.  Four [Thunder] mechs, guarding them like a shadow.

    The surrounding sniper spots have been cleaned up, and the road leading to Devil's Paradise and the entire Ninth Street District are full of heavily armed soldiers and mechas of major families.

    With the addition of four Thunder Mechas, everything is under control.

    When the flying car stopped less than fifty meters away from the Devil's Paradise nightclub, Friedrich waved to Fleischer and asked him to stay in the car.

    Although negotiating after hurting the opponent, it has always been a good idea to strive for interests at the negotiating table.??!

    Especially for many families, instead of being at the mercy of others in the interest system that has formed a solid sphere of influence, it is better to occupy a position in this new alliance first!  This is no child's play, this is a plate of pie placed in front of the god of war Hastings himself.

    What is more interesting to everyone is the technology auction.

    Whether it is an alliance or not, how many countries will join in, what kind of power division will be formed, and how much benefit can be obtained from it are all long-term.

    Moreover, many families have little interest in war.  Not much ambition in the military either.

    And in this twelfth-generation mech development project, how much those super arms dealers suffered, and how prosperous Meteor Company and Chuckner's Fulongjian Company are now, we all know.

    Among the families present, who doesn't have a few businesses, and who doesn't rely on economic strength to support the development of the family in the military and political circles?  And once a key new technology is obtained, it is not a fantasy to become the second meteor company in this war age.

    The atmosphere became warmer.

    At this moment, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a young man in a black suit walked in.

    "Friedrich?"

    The fat man's eyes were drunk and his tongue was sticking out: "Who is it? Why should I go out to see him?"

    I'm ready for the monthly pass, tomorrow's second movement (below), are you ready?

    Once again, thank you brothers and sisters for your support.  I am very happy

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