Chapter 701 Actions Behind The Scenes

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"This damn weather is simply terrible!"

At six o'clock in the evening, While the war at St. Mary's Hospital continues, Inside a large manor outside the Federation, a middle-aged white man who looked around fifty years old, dressed gorgeously, and had a slightly plump figure stood on the balcony of his villa. He looked at the raindrops outside the window and threw the cigar he had just lit downstairs. He cursed angrily in a low voice.

It was a huge manor covering an area of nearly a thousand acres, This area, Even though the price of land in the United States was not as insane as the Divine Continent Empire, it was still a grand feat to occupy such a large piece of land on the outskirts of the capital. At the very least, it was impossible for ordinary wealthy people to occupy such a large manor.

In fact, this estate called Diamond could be ranked in the top three amongst the many estates in Federation City.

The interior of the manor was gracefully decorated, At first glance, it might not look stunning, but the small details were very charming. Rockery and boulders dotted the neatly mowed lawn. Rain fell from the sky and fell on the huge swimming pool, causing ripples. The trees in the manor were shaking with the wind and rain, and the flower branches in the flower beds were trembling gently under the rain.

Even on this rainy evening, the manor in the rain carried a trace of peace and tranquility.

However, the middle-aged man was not in the mood to admire the beautiful scenery in front of him. He stared fixedly at a vineyard outside the window. In the wind and rain, the large vineyards that were carefully taken care of usually carried a feeling of desolation after being ruthlessly ravaged. The man's heart became more and more irritated. He was almost certain that the wine brewed in the family winery today would taste less mellow with the heavy rain that had lasted for several days.

With this thought, the man's mood instantly became even worse.

The rain was constantly frightening. In the darkness of the night, dark clouds rapidly rolled back and forth in the dark sky. It was like a man's heart, violent and chaotic.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man cursed to himself. He lit another cigar and sucked in a large mouthful. There was an undisguised irritability and ferocity on his face.

He was like a manic. He kept walking back and forth on the spacious balcony of the study. He was ferocious, irritable, sinister, greedy, thirsty, and excited. All sorts of emotions flickered on his face, making his expression look exceptionally rich.

A sudden knock on the door rang out.

The middle-aged man's footsteps suddenly stopped. In an instant, his body seemed to stiffen.

The knock on the door was still loud, gentle and subtle.

The middle-aged man's face was filled with irritation and excitement, and his gaze became extremely complicated.

"Come in. The door is unlocked."

Finally, he made up his mind and took a big mouthful of cigar. Smoke spat out from his mouth along with the sound. As he breathed in and out, the smoke choked into his throat, causing his voice to instantly become hoarse and dry. The middle-aged man swallowed hard and his expression gradually faded away, becoming dignified and cold.

The study door was pushed open.

A well-dressed western old man slowly walked into the study and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man. "Master, the transaction has been completed."

The middle-aged man looked at the old man silently. He remained silent for nearly half a minute before letting out a long sigh of relief. His face once again revealed an expression of nervousness and excitement.

"Are you sure you're done?"

He seemed to be a little worried and asked another nonsense question.

'"Very sure. I will personally handle the goods. General Hansmich Anthony will personally receive the goods. There won't be any problems. General Hansmich asked me to convey my respect to you. He said that he hopes to continue to cooperate with the Carlton family. The price he offered will be the same as this time, and will definitely satisfy you."

Hans Mitch Anthony.

The Carlton family.

Although this name was terrifying when spoken by one faction alone, it was not very sensitive, but when combined together, it could be said to be shocking.

Now, in the entire world of darkness, Three of the biggest drug lords, The strongest was General Norris of Colombia, The number one drug lord in South America, Channels spread all over the world, South America, Australia, Europe, North America and Asia, All of them had his channels for drug trafficking, Of the drugs sold worldwide, Nearly 40% of it flowed out of his hands, Of the three drug lords, His opium poppy cultivation was the largest, The peasants and the army were also the most numerous, When all the strongholds of the world are put together, General Norris can gather around 300,000 troops, Most of them were black and Old Indian locals who were fearless of death, His combat ability was very strong, The equipment was also excellent, Norris Drug Trafficking Group could be said to be the number one power in the Dark World. Compared to the royal family, the 300,000 troops were not much less. The gap between him and the royal family was only in the super experts, the channels of the top circles of the various countries, and the super sophisticated military power.

Apart from Norris, The second drug lord was General Jin Wudi of the Golden Triangle of Asia, His opium poppy cultivation area was just over half that of General Norris, and his army numbered around 100,000. Compared to the Norris Drug Trafficking Group, the Golden Triangle might not be any weaker in terms of combat strength, but the Invincible General Jin, who was dominated by most of the forces in Asia, could not compare to Norris in terms of military strength.

Ranked third was General Hansmich Anthony.

The king of Silver Nation !

The largest drug lord in North America, the largest gangster leader, the largest rebel organization, and the largest arms dealer in Silver Nation.

The general's army was only in their early 100,000, but their fighting style was extremely barbaric. They belonged to the kind of troublesome people that no one wanted to provoke. Together with the other two drug lords, they occupied nearly 80% of the world's drug market. No matter how big the others were, they could only follow behind the three of them to pick up a mouthful of leftovers.

The biggest difference between Hans Mitch and the previous two drug lords was that he was also a terrorist organization officially announced by the Silver Nation , and was also a terrorist organization on the U.S. Strike List.

When the U.S. Government put Hans Mitch on the strike list, It's all because of Silver Nation's political kidnapping, Silver Nation solemnly declared that the Hansmich Group was an anti-government terrorist organization, And as a neighbor of Silver Nation, The United States, which had always taken fighting terrorists as its responsibility, could only helplessly add Hans Mitch to its list of targets, In recent years, the Hansmitch Group had developed very quickly. The United States had also attacked several times, but every time, there was thunder and rain. It was clear that the United States was not interested in attacking Hansmitch, but no matter what, the Hansmitch Group was on the list of countries that were attacked by the United States.

Under such circumstances, the Carlton Clan's transaction with the Hansmitch Group was undoubtedly very sensitive.

After all, the Carlton Clan could be said to be the largest arms dealer in the United States and one of the wealthy members of the Skull and Bones Society. With such an identity, they would trade with the Hans Mitch Group, which was already on the U.S. Government's list of targets.

If this matter was said to be more serious, or if the enemy were to use it to make a fuss, it would be perfectly reasonable to label the Carlton family as treason.

"I know."

The middle-aged man said calmly, and then fell into silent thought again.

The Carlton family's contact with the Hansmich Group was already sensitive enough, but compared to what he wanted to do, all of this was just the beginning.

He thought silently, and then suddenly laughed at himself.

It was because he suddenly realized that when he was hesitating, his deal with Hans Mitch had already succeeded, which was equivalent to taking the first step.

It wasn't easy to turn around.

From now on, every decision he made would bring about earth-shattering changes to the Carlton Clan. It could make the Clan even more glorious, or it could cause the Clan to be utterly defeated.

Because he was the current Patriarch of the Carlton Family, Norland Carlton.

What he had done today could be said to be his helpless move, but it could also be said to be the biggest gamble he had ever made in his life.

Before the plan began, he had been excited countless times about the future of his family after the plan had succeeded. However, he was also often afraid of the outcome after the plan had failed. He had hesitated countless times between advancing and retreating, worrying about the gains and losses, but in the end, he still couldn't let go of the predictable benefits and chose this gamble.

The deal with the Hansmich Group was the first step in the plan.

However, after leaving the tower, Norland Carlton regretted his excitement. He suddenly felt that even if he didn't have those benefits, his current stability and power were not bad.

Worry about gains and losses.

This shouldn't have been the mentality of a wealthy clan leader, but he couldn't control his emotions right now.

"Perhaps I should retire now?"

Norland laughed self-deprecatingly, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Theoretically speaking, after taking the first step, he still had a chance to turn back. But now, turning back was at best better than failing the plan. Since that was the case, then let's do it to the end.

"How is the war going at St. Mary's Hospital?"

Norland suddenly asked.

"Atlas failed. Lin Xuanyuan and the others have already begun to break through. The scene is in chaos. I haven't received any first-hand information yet."

The old man bowed slightly and his tone became even more respectful.

"Atlas failed?"

Norland's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but laugh, "This is indeed good news."

"Indeed."

The old man also smiled.

"Continue to keep an eye on the battlefield over there, but don't expose yourself. When will they arrive at the designated location?"

Norland thought for a moment and asked again.

The old man looked at his watch and said calmly, "There are less than fifteen minutes before the appointed time. Mr. Wald has already personally rushed over, and has carefully inspected the surroundings. He has not been exposed."

Walter Carlton.

Norland's younger brother was also the second-in-command of the Carlton Clan. He was cautious and steady. Whenever he encountered anything that needed to be kept strictly confidential, Norland would subconsciously entrust it to Walter. The latter had never disappointed him.

"That's good."

Norland took another deep breath and nodded, "It's all right. You can go down first."

The old man nodded and turned to leave.

Before his figure could walk out of the study, a request for a video communication suddenly lit up on the wall of the study. In a quiet atmosphere, his voice was indescribably ear-piercing.

The old man subconsciously turned around and saw the IP address from England on the screen.

Norland's body visibly trembled as he looked at the old man.

The old man quickened his pace and quickly left the study.

Norland was the only one left in the study.

The communication request on the screen was still on.

Norland took a deep breath and stretched out his hand with difficulty. He picked up the remote control and pressed the button.

A peerlessly beautiful Western woman appeared on the screen, her smile gentle and friendly, without the slightest bit of arrogance: "Good evening, Mr. Norland."

Norland's mouth twitched. Finally, he forced a smile and said, "Good evening, Your Majesty."

Empress!

There was only one person in the world who could deserve this title.

Elite Club Minister, contemporary female Patriarch of the Rothschild Family.

Lan Helen Rothschild.

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