Chapter 955 Returning to Calm

Chapter 955 Returning to Calm

Fang Yang smiled happily: "Of course not! It's already a huge honor for you to come out and help me. How could you have any evil intentions?"

Fang Yang was in a good mood when he finally got Fang Miaomiao's nod to help him handle business matters. The next few days were spent drinking wine and fishing. It was a very comfortable life.

As for Fang Miaomiao, she locked herself in her room, sorting out and analyzing the Fang family's business scope and interpersonal relationships to prepare for the upcoming work.

St. John's Church in the Big Apple. Brat smashed the table in front of him with his palm, and was furious: "Damn it! You destroyed my papal palace! This is intolerable, but what can't be tolerated!"

Lawrence, who was waiting below, didn't even dare to fart this time. Are you kidding me? The Pope's Palace was bombarded with missiles. If I can endure it any longer, where will the light of the Church of Light go?

Brat asked with a gloomy face: "Don't tell me, I still don't know who did it!"

Lawrence quickly stepped forward to report: "According to ballistic analysis, the missile should have been launched from a submarine.

According to the news we have received, last month, the Dark Council obtained an improved version of the Ruby-class submarine, which has the ability to launch Tomahawk missiles. "

"Dark Parliament! Dark Parliament again!! Do you really think I dare not touch you?!" Brat said sharply:

"Pass my order: All Knights of Light are dispatched! Cooperate with the Inquisition and all heretics and members of the Dark Council will be killed without mercy once identified!"

Soon, the news of Blatter's killing order reached Anthony's ears. When he learned the ins and outs of the incident, he was so frightened that he even dropped the paper in his hand to the ground!

As Anthony's confidant, Thompson stepped forward and picked up the paper. At a glance, he saw that it said that the Holy Mountain of Light was attacked by a missile and the Pope's Palace was destroyed!

Thompson was suddenly struck by lightning! After a long time, he murmured: "Mr. Anthony, this incident is not related to that person, right?"

The expression on Anthony's face was extremely bitter: "Besides that person, who else do you think has such great courage and dares to use missiles to bomb the Holy Mountain of Light?"

Thompson read the information carefully and raised his own question: "Mr. Anthony, something seems not right about this matter.

You see, it says that after the missile attack, Guangming Holy Mountain immediately contacted the Coast Guard and sent ten anti-submarine reconnaissance aircraft to conduct low-altitude dragnet searches, but nothing was found!

We know what condition that submarine is in. Although it is an improved version, it is not a particularly advanced model.

Ten anti-submarine reconnaissance aircraft and dragnet searches failed to find a single Ruby-class submarine. Is this normal? "

Anthony also reacted somewhat: "You mean, it was not Fang Yang who attacked Guangming Holy Mountain, but someone else who wanted to put the blame on us?"

Thompson affirmed: "It's absolutely possible!"

Anthony paced back and forth in the room: "But how can we make the people of the Church of Light believe that we did not do it? There is not much time left for us!"

Thompson lowered his head and thought for a while: "Mr. Tony, I can go to Brat myself and explain the truth to him!"

Anthony couldn't help but be moved: "Oh, my dear child, are you really sure you want to do this? You know that maybe you have been torn into pieces before you even see Bratt!"

"There is no better way." Thompson looked at Anthony firmly: "If we hesitate any longer, more relatives and partners will be killed. We must make a decision early!"

Anthony was not a sloppy person. He patted Thompson on the shoulder hard: "Okay! Go ahead! If you can come back here, then you can officially join the Dark Parliament!"

Thompson bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Anthony. I'll go then."

Seeing Thompson's not tall figure gradually leaving, Anthony sighed deeply. I fell heavily on the chair, feeling extremely tired at this moment.

That night Anthony was restless. It wasn't until almost dawn that I received the call from Thompson.

As soon as the call was connected, Anthony asked anxiously: "Thompson, are you okay?"

Thompson's voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm fine. Mr. Anthony can rest assured that I have convinced the people of the Church of Light that they will not attack us again."

"Really?!" Anthony finally let go of the big stone in his heart, and then remembered something: "Thompson, how did you do it? Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up!"

Thompson's voice was silent for a while, and he spoke again after a long time: "Mr. Anthony, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't come back to you for the time being. I will explain to you when I have the chance. Goodbye."

"Hello? Hello?" Anthony shouted loudly, but a cold roar came from the phone.

Slowly putting down the phone, Anthony covered his face with his weak hands: "Thompson, my good boy, I am sorry for you..."

Although I don’t know what exactly happened, if Thompson didn’t come back, something must have gone wrong. It's not like Anthony didn't think about helping Thompson through the eyes of the Dark Parliament.

But he is just a fringe person, just a secret line responsible for Anthony, and the Dark Council will never expose his secret line for him.

After some turmoil in the Big Apple Field and the Holy Mountain of Light, peace gradually returned, and everyone continued their routine lives.

After ten days of sea travel, we finally saw the shadow of land ahead! Everyone got on the deck excitedly. Shi Wuyu said excitedly: "Is Songjiang Port ahead? We are finally back!"

Fang Yang thought more: "Shi Wuyu, it's best not to let anyone know about the submarine. Fang Miaomiao, Xu Meng and I disembarked in Songjiang, and you take the submarine to the East China Sea.

Jiangxin Island is heavily guarded, and they are all our own people. Safety is guaranteed, and we can keep in touch by phone at all times. "

Shi Wuyu naturally had no objection: "Okay, we will fly over tomorrow."

Taking advantage of the night, Fang Yang took Fang Miaomiao and Xu Meng ashore at a remote beach. The Shiwu brothers drove the submarine away, and the three of them got on the road.

Finally, we met a taxi and drove directly to the downstairs of Jiangbei Yangming Building. Because he had called Shen Tong in advance, paid the fare and got off the bus, Shen Tong, Wang Qiang, Ji Ping, Qu Yan, Shen Xin and others were all waiting for him below.

Wang Qiang and Fang Yang felt the deepest, and they gave each other a long bear hug: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. These days, I'm really worried to death."

Fang Yang hugged him hard: "Didn't I tell you? My life is so hard that even the Lord of Hell dare not accept it."

Shen Tong came over with a pile of documents in a puzzled manner: "Director Fang, since you are back, it is up to you to review these construction plans, project budgets, and development plans."

Fang Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Please, I've been floating at sea for more than ten years, can't you let me rest for a few days? You are the CEO of Jiangbei. You can make your own decisions on everything. Don't care whether I am here or not. .”