The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 465

The ornate crystal ashtray was filled with dark embers, and the air was filled with the strong smell of nicotine and alcohol. Along with the chaotic sound of pacing back and forth, this elegantly decorated lounge suddenly exuded a vague sense of anxiety.

"boom!"

The delicate vase on the shelf was shattered into pieces in an instant, and the cell phone of the perpetrator, probably because of its good quality, only bounced a few times on the floor, and the sound from the other end was still transmitted intermittently.

"...As a federal employee, I only...follow the government's instructions...and your personal affairs...I'm sorry."

However, the reward for such loyalty and devotion only brought the master's increasing rage.

"Shit!"

The Metasequoia cane was waved wildly, causing a sharp sound of wind, which smashed the LCD screen and the surrounding ceramic fragments into pieces.

The alabaster statues have broken arms and short legs, and the bright oil paintings have long folds.

Stepping on the debris on the ground was not enough, so he poured out his remaining anger towards the furnishings in the room. He did not stop until he was exhausted, his hands and feet twitched, and he stopped panting.

"Antonio refused to take action. This stubborn freak was influenced by his bloodline and always claimed to be the patron saint of the untouchables. We should have thought of this earlier."

The old man muttered to himself and collapsed dejectedly on the sofa. His face was frighteningly pale, like a homeless man who had frozen to death on the roadside in winter, without a trace of life or warmth.

The hopeful expressions on the faces of the people who had gathered around just now suddenly turned into disappointment and resentment.

"A bastard born in a petri dish, does he really think he is the righteous Hercules?!"

The lady, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had disheveled hair, usually loved to cruelly torture the stowaways for fun, but now she screamed like a little girl who saw a spider.

Ignoring her crazy behavior, the old man's eyes revealed deep fatigue and despair. He turned to look at the man who had just pushed the door in, and asked with a hint of expectation.

"Have the gifts been delivered? What did that old guy who loves to wear red robes say?"

The man's eyes were stiff and wandering, the veins on his forehead were twitching like earthworms, and his voice was hoarse as if two pieces of cheap sandpaper were rubbing against each other.

"Mr. Hongri... also refused to help..." His throat moved and he swallowed mechanically, "He said that he was hired by the federal government and it was inconvenient for him to interfere in the judiciary..."

The man gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

"The actual situation is that when I went there, the heads of the church, demon hunters, witches... and various organizations were having a 'cordial' discussion with him."

"Impossible, impossible. Why would they dare to reject us? Order the entire Special Investigation Bureau to mobilize. I will not let anyone take my son away for a so-called trial!"

"It's just some insignificant guys who died. If they dare to use force, I will cut the Nasdaq stock market in half!"

"Don't they understand how much power we can mobilize? Call those congressmen and turn Capitol Hill into a boiling pot of porridge!"

A group of people started to curse and swear in a disorderly manner.

"Idiots, just shut up! Ahem...!"

Astonishing strength emanated from the old man's frail body, and his deafening roar suppressed the chaos.

Due to excessive exertion, he had a heart-wrenching cough, which took him a while to calm down. He trembled and unscrewed the medicine box.

"We were wrong!"

The expressions of the people who were making ugly gestures froze, and the air suddenly became silent.

Chewing the bitter pill between his teeth, the old man's expression was sinister and calm, as if the panic a few minutes ago was just an illusion.

"It was a loud slap in the face, which completely woke us up from our slumber." He said slowly and deeply.

"The dormant elemental tides for hundreds of years and the rapid development of modern science and technology have made us indulge in the dream of controlling everything, but now, the situation has changed."

His final sigh dissipated and turned into a heavy pressure that filled the surroundings. The bitterness of the pills seemed to spread to everyone's heart, making them feel depressed.

In fact, from the very beginning, these behind-the-scenes controllers of human society did not feel too much trouble about the gradual revival of supernatural powers.

After all, they are all old foxes with rich experience in dealing with various challenges.

It's nothing more than tempting them with benefits, dividing and disintegrating them, pulling one faction and attacking another, and distributing some benefits, so that most people with shallow eyes can obey. If there is a strong person who is really difficult to deal with, generously share privileges with him, open your arms and try to pull him into your camp, and basically the problem can be solved.

But this trick, which had worked time and again since ancient times, suddenly failed today, and finally woke them up from their dream.

The obedience of others is only a temporary illusion created by the balance of force. When the real balance of power begins to tilt and no longer relies on the accumulation of interests and the weaving of power schemes, the power pyramid that one has carefully constructed will collapse.

"Bribery alone cannot maintain a crumbling throne." Everyone's eyes were filled with deep regret at this moment.

"We must take control of the power ourselves and train our own people who are truly reliable!"

The old man looked around with a complicated expression, clenching his teeth tightly, as if he had made up his mind:

"Let Alex come over. I suggest that you accept his First Embrace and transform yourself into a vampire from now on!"

"I second the motion..."

"agree."

"I agree in principle, but we must use the Ark of the Covenant to strengthen the oath and not give him any possibility of controlling us."

Forced by the imminent sense of crisis and after some psychological struggle, everyone finally expressed their agreement resolutely.

……

……

"We will handle the follow-up of this matter. You don't need to show up."

In a quiet little room in San Francisco, the aroma of tea fills the air.

In stark contrast to the gloomy atmosphere over there, the atmosphere here is relaxed and cheerful.

Lai Henry held up the colorful magic weapon materials one by one in front of his eyes, carefully evaluating and distinguishing them.

"Even though we have covered up our tracks, with a little effort, we can still trace it back to you. Everyone basically knows this." He smiled at Zhu Mingyao who was sitting at the table.

"In order to avoid trouble, it is better to keep a low profile for a while."

"It seems that all parties have reached an agreement and are ready to change the situation?" Zhu Mingyao heard some hidden meaning and said, touching his chin.

Lai Henry's beard curled slightly as he clicked the remote control at hand. The huge TV screen jumped one after another, but no matter which channel it was, the images were surprisingly similar.

Angry people gathered in groups, holding up signs with slogans, and flooded the squares and streets like a huge wave. Reporters from many news media were fully armed, wearing vests and helmets, and they shouted and screamed, causing the government officials who were questioning to flee in panic.

The scenes that used to only appear in third world countries have now come to the Federation, creating a truly beautiful sight.

"…Due to this shocking scandal, the people's nationwide protests have completely paralyzed the governments of many states. Governments and international organizations have sent inquiries and expressed shock. The President is convening all cabinet members for emergency consultations with the Supreme Court…"

Looking at the protest distribution map pulled out by the TV host, the color blocks representing the 50 federal states were quickly filled in. If Zhu Mingyao was still the simple college student in his previous life, such a popular classic plot would surely make him very excited.

But considering the differences in this life, the development of events seems a bit strange.

——It's just a protest. Without external interference, a few high-level psychics can resolve it with a little guidance. Why would it cause such a big fuss across the country?

"There has always been a lack of sensible people within the government. They have long been disgusted by those rotten maggots, but it is just that the roots are so entangled that it is difficult to start with."

"Are they so great and glorious?" Zhu Mingyao chuckled. "I'm afraid the emerging professional bureaucratic group wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of the blue-blooded old nobles and turn the tables."

"That has nothing to do with us. Anyway, our goals are the same for now." Lai Henry curled his lips.

"They promised a lot of things, and we are happy to go along with it."

He pulled out a golden, smooth tubular object.

"What do you think this is?"

(End of this chapter)