Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 "Mr. Anderson," Zhou Yi connected, "I think you must have brought me good news."

　　 The phone call was naturally left by Zhou Yi to Anderson. Since the cooperation is about to be confirmed, it can't always be unilateral contact.

　　 As for who can't find out who it is... it will not have a big impact. Anyway, it will be exposed later.

　　 But, having said that, until now, Zhou Yi has always appeared in front of Anderson as Ethan Hunt...

　　 "For me, yes, but for you, is it right? It's subject to discussion."

　　 Anderson said: "I have contacted Secretary of Defense Camilles. Three days later, at the Pentagon, if you come by yourself, he would like to talk to you."

　　 "Sounds like Longtan Tiger's Lair," Zhou Yi was not surprised. He had expected this situation a long time ago. It would be a strange thing if someone with such an important status didn't hold it.

　　 "However, I agree. Three days later, at ten in the morning, I will arrive on time."

　　 After all, it’s about cooperation. How can I not take risks?

　　 What's more, for Zhou Yi, this is not a risk.

　　 is at most a slightly stimulating action.

　　 "I thought you would give a different opinion." Anderson was surprised.

　　 "You are so self-confident? The Pentagon is no better than my private villa. It's not like you come and leave."

　　 "Go straight, sit upright, what I want to do is beneficial and harmless to you, and you also have needs for what I want to do, so naturally there is nothing to worry about."

　　 Zhou Yi chuckled, "By the way, there is one more thing, you should also know?"

　　 "You mean..." As the governor of New York, there was such a big battle in New York, and Anderson naturally received reports from his subordinates in a short time.

　　"About the Continental Hotel? So many killers died...that you did it?"

　　 "The Knights Templar, for their first appearance, of course, they have to come up with some dazzling achievements, otherwise, I don't have the confidence to negotiate."

　　 Zhou Yi said, "As for the result...I think you already know."

　　 "Yes, through the internal news channels, the high desk has already paid attention to this and has sent personnel to deal with it... Wait, don't you?"

　　 Anderson was talking, and suddenly realized something, "Have you collided with someone at a high table?"

　　 "There is such a person called a judge." Zhou Yi pretended to think for a while

　　 "I didn't bring a mobile phone, she was wearing high heels, and she didn't have any money on her body. It's pitiful, so I put everything on her away and let go."

　　 "..." Anderson's eyes twitched, "How far is it from the city?"

　　 "It looks like a dozen kilometers?" Zhou Yi said affirmatively in a puzzled tone.

　　 "You dare to treat people at high tables like this...but that's right, your identity is true," Anderson sighed, "I have to say that you did something I always wanted to do but never did."

　　 "Shameless, of course it is more enjoyable," Zhou Yi laughed at himself, "Then, it's settled?"

　　 "Wait," Anderson couldn't laugh or cry, "Although the way we met is weird, we are about to start formal talks about cooperation. Can't I still not know your name?"

　　 "Of course you need to know," Zhou Yi didn't worry too much. "You also found out that the owner of the phone number is me, Zhou Yi."

　　 "Myself?" Anderson was surprised again, "I found out an Asian."

　　 "I brought a headgear, the kind of artificial mask," Zhou Yizheng said, suddenly serious, "Are you not a racist?"

　　 "Of course not," Anderson quickly denied. In this situation, even if he is, he must not be, "I treat him equally."

　　……

　　 Hanging up, Zhou Yi looked at the circle of people around him-Carlos, Fox, Wesley, Wick, and said helplessly: "Why, now I know why I have confidence?"

　　 "The Pentagon?" Wesley asked.

　　 "Minister of Defense?" Carlos asked.

　　 "Could it be..." Fox spoke, but Zhou Yi waved his hand to interrupt.

　　 "I said, are you planning to ask a question alone? Have you rehearsed in advance?" Zhou Yi smiled.

"Yes, that's right, three days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, the Pentagon, I, the Templars of the Templars, Zhou Yi, personally, go alone, and discuss with U.S. Secretary of Defense Camilles about the future Templars. What kind of treatment the regiment will enjoy, understand?"

Zhou Yi walked out: "One by one, don't think about it, I will definitely not take you to death. Moreover, if you want to protect order, you naturally need to communicate with the state forces. This is unavoidable. Must have steps."

　　 Watching Zhou Yi leave, Carlos was silent for a long time: "I now start to think he can really do it."

　　 "Didn't you think so before?" Fox asked.

　　 "Of course not, I just..." At this point, Carlos looked at Wesley.

　　 "Very well, father, in order to get me out of that kind of life, I was specially drawn to an organization of five people at the beginning, ready to fight against the dark forces that controlled the entire underground world."

　　 Wesley gave Carlos a thumbs up, "You are awesome."

　　 "Hehe..." Wick couldn't help laughing.

　　 The atmosphere among the people is much more harmonious and relaxed.

　　 To be honest, even though they had joined the Knights Templar before this, they also felt that fighting against the high table just by relying on such a few people was simply a fantasy.

　　 It’s just that they all came together for some reason, either by force or by temptation.

　　 Until the end of the Brotherhood of Assassins, Zhou Yi got the affirmation from Destiny Loom~www.ltnovel.com~ They had a trace of confidence in their hearts, and it was just a trace.

　　 After all, it is a high table, a world-class organization that controls the underground world, and can make the world's major countries retreat!

　　 But now, suddenly knowing that it turns out that the Knights Templar are not alone. On the contrary, they may be helped by the intervention of government forces.

　　 Although it doesn’t talk about destruction, the state machine is undeniable, and they all know that as long as they are willing to pay a big price, it is not impossible for so many big countries to solve the high table. It’s just that they have not done it.

　　 Now, they seemed to see that in the dark sky shrouded by the high table, a crack gradually opened, attracting holy sunlight.

　　 And they, the Templars, are the lawful swords that pierce the darkness and chaos!

　　……

　　 night.

　　 A beggar is leaning against the road with his head down.

　　 just listened to the footsteps without raising his head.

　　 Suddenly, a footstep came towards him, getting closer and closer, and then a pair of feet appeared in front of his eyes and stopped.

　　 The beggar was taken aback.

　　 is not too beautiful, but—

　　 The upper is covered with mud, it seems to be high heels, but the heel is broken, and the owner of the foot is still wearing stockings.

　　 This weird match is a bit curious.

　　 The beggar raised his head and saw the woman with messy hair.

　　 "I am a judge at a high table," the judge was exhausted, his hair was messy, his original elegance had completely disappeared, and his whole person seemed to roll around in the mud, "Take me to see your head."

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