Chapter 586: Struggle

In Metro Manila, Quezon City, a closed-door meeting is being held in a conference room at the Aguinaldo Barracks. The Secretary of Defense, the Chief of Staff, and the Commander of the Navy are all present.

The topic of this meeting was how to deal with the temporarily detained Silence.

At this time, there are two camps arguing over how to deal with the Silence. One faction believes that the Philippines does not have all kinds of facilities supporting the Silence, and that both maintenance and operation are too troublesome. Therefore, the Silence should be auctioned and the proceeds from the auction The money was used to improve the equipment of the army.

There is another group of people who believe that the Silence should be detained and then added to the sequence of the Philippine Navy.

Listening to his subordinates fighting back and forth, only the Minister of Defense remained silent, frowning and thinking.

The considerations of both parties have their reasons. The Silence is a warship that is not very clean. If it is included in its own naval order, it will always be in trouble. If it is sold, it will be settled once and for all, even if someone pursues it , can also be shirked.

But a warship like the Silence is already an aircraft carrier for the Philippines, so it would be a pity to lose it.

However, generally speaking, he still prefers to sell the Silence. It is not a good thing for the Philippines to keep such a ship.

At this moment, a staff officer walked in with the Minister of Defense's mobile phone, whispered something in his ear, and then handed the mobile phone to him.

A woman's voice came from the mobile phone: "Your Excellency Buesa, hello, please turn on the speakerphone so that everyone can hear my voice..."

Buesa didn't know why, but felt that he should listen to this person's suggestion. He raised a hand to signal everyone not to talk for now, and the conference table fell silent. Then Buesa turned on the speakerphone and put the phone on the table in front of you.

A soft female voice came from inside: "Dear generals, I hope you can cooperate with me, and I will help you control the world's top navy, and this first step will start with owning the Silence. I suggest that you send the Marine Corps now to completely capture the Silence. The Silence is a ship worth taking by force. With the Silence, you will have the seeds to build the most powerful navy in the world..."

In fact, in many cases, inciting a person does not require logic, you just need to follow their thoughts and let them see what they want most.

For example, what Buesa wants most now is to make the Philippine military stronger and better equipped.

Man is always willing to hear the voice he wants.

As the voice on the phone came out, the eyes of many people present lit up.

But some people's faces completely darkened.

A gloved officer and several other gloved officers looked at each other, got up and left.

When he came back, Buesa had already issued an order: "Immediately order the Marine Corps to go to Manila Harbor and capture the Silence!"

"Your Excellency, do you need to ask the President for such an order..." A gloved general stood up and objected. Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from the mobile phone: "Mr. People with ulterior motives, they are likely to be traitors, please don't let anyone stop you..."

Buesa gave an order, and a group of soldiers rushed in, holding down the objectors and dragging them down. The other white gloves looked at each other and temporarily forbeared.

But as the voice on the phone kept ringing, their thoughts began to waver slowly.

Maybe... They serve the boss, are they really treason? Perhaps it would be best for Singapore to detain the Silence and include it in Singapore's naval order?

The phone has been hung up for a long time, and they are still confused and struggling.

...

On the deck, Cheng Ning was still struggling: "Mr. Yang, please report to the boss immediately, and you must not act without authorization..."

Cheng Ning had already raised the blind stick in his hand, and looked at the armored vehicles coming from the pier and the patrol boats coming from the sea.

"Take him down." Yang Ji waved his hand, and several tall and burly mercenaries immediately escorted Cheng Ning into the cabin.

"President Yang, do you want me to bring the chicken prepared in the cabin?" The colonel asked tremblingly, he had a very bad premonition.

"No need." Yang Ji stood on the bow of the boat with the staff of fear in both hands.

"Then... I will immediately let the Silence leave Manila Harbor..."

There used to be several members of the Marine Corps on the Silence. On the surface, the Silence was detained by the Philippines, so they were all on the deck as a cover, but these people were not allowed to enter below the deck at all.

Among these people, several officers were once feared by the Rod of Fear. At this time, Yang Ji waved to one of the officers, showing a cold smile.

"No need." Yang Ji stretched out his hand: "Give me the desk and let them turn on the loudspeaker."

When the members of the Philippine Marine Corps approached within sight, Yang Ji raised the blind stick in his hand, and with a puff, blood spattered everywhere.

Then a thunderous voice sounded from the loudspeaker: "Surrender, or die!"

With a sound of "swipe", more than half of the members of the Marine Corps almost subconsciously dropped the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground, put their heads in their hands, and put on a posture of surrender. At that moment, Yang Ji felt that there was something in his heart. Something was exploding. At this moment, he really realized that the blind stick in his hand was more powerful than anything he had seen before!

Yang Ji was panting desperately, his heart was expanding infinitely, almost breaking his body, his spirit was extremely excited, at this moment, he seemed to be stepping on the clouds, overlooking the mortal world.

This is the power of authority? This is the power that Mr. Nan has!

This is the power that looks down on all living beings and is invincible in the world!

With such power, he will be omnipotent!

"Kill all those who don't want to put down their weapons and surrender!" Yang Ji issued a second order through a loudspeaker with his handset. This order covered a distance of hundreds of meters around. The surrendered Marines, like Like a mad tiger, he pounced on those people who didn't see Yang Ji killing people just now, were not affected by the authority of fear, or didn't hear Yang Ji's order clearly, still held weapons and didn't know what happened.

At that moment, nearly a thousand members of the Philippine Marine Corps, like a colony of crazy ants, fought and bit each other, and rolled into a ball on the pier and deck.

Yang Ji stood on the deck and looked down. With just one order, he could make these people die and forget everything else. Even the chiefs he had met before had never had such authority and power.

At that moment, he had an impulse to kill all the way with the blind stick in his hand, seeing gods and gods, seeing Buddhas and Buddhas, and the whole world would succumb to his fear.

He took two steps back and slowly raised his hands, like a king accepting the worship of his subjects. The blind stick in his hand was like a magical baton, which could direct all the operations in this world.

He waved his blind stick lightly, and slowly backed away while waving.

Suddenly there was a light "snap", his leg hit something, almost tripped him, he stretched out his hand, grabbed something, turned his head, and saw a reclining chair lying there quietly.

It was Nan Ming's reclining chair, and his hand was propped on the armrest of the reclining chair.

Yang Ji stood there, looking at the reclining chair, his complexion fluctuated, sometimes tangled, sometimes ferocious.

Not long ago, Mr. Nan must have been lying here too, savoring the feeling of being king and omnipotent.

And this reclining chair is Mr. Nan's throne.

He had an urge to lie down like this.

This idea made Yang Ji's whole body boil with enthusiasm, even more exciting than just now when he waved his hands and all the horses were silent, and the three armies bowed their heads.

Lying on the throne of President Nan and replacing him?

In this world, is there anything more attractive than this idea?

Starting today, he no longer has to obey anyone's orders!

He slowly bent over and bent his legs, and sat down on the recliner.

No one in this world can resist such an alluring feeling, and Yang Ji is no exception.

Sink, indulge, even a god cannot resist this temptation.

Sitting on the throne that originally belonged to Nanming, he became his own king and the king of the world from then on.

His butt was about to sit on the recliner, but at that moment, an unspeakable feeling stopped him.

In this world, no one can resist this temptation?

If this is the case, then how did this blind stick with fear authority get into his hands?

In this world, there is at least one person who doesn't care about the power of this blind stick. Although it is so powerful, it is still in his hands.

Is he going to betray that trust?

Or, is he really going to betray the man who created the "stick of fear"?

"Huh..." Yang Ji stood up slowly, and looked back at the reclining chair. He was struggling with thousands of thoughts in his heart. He really wanted to smash the reclining chair to pieces with a stick, or throw it directly on the chair. to the water.

But he finally stood up straight, just like every day before, standing by the fence not far in front of the recliner, looking down.

His mission is to let the Silence be cleansed safely and smoothly without any mistakes.

...

In the conference room, everyone waited with different expressions, waiting for the news from the Marine Corps.

At this moment, the door of the meeting room was suddenly kicked open, and a group of soldiers rushed in, pointing their guns at them.

An officer near the door was furious, stood up and said, "What are you doing, are you trying to treason?"

Before he finished speaking, a blind stick was stretched out and passed through his chest.

Looking at the suddenly sluggish conference room, Yang Ji paused and said: "I want you to cleanse the Silence and return it to its original owner in a safe and sound manner, understand?"

Buesa's body shook violently, and he was speechless for a while, but Yang Ji had already pulled out his blind stick, turned and left.

Yang Ji, who walked out of the conference room, felt a burst of relief in his heart for some reason.

He looked sideways at the colonel who was following him and said, "Tell everyone, what happened today, no one is allowed to talk about it, and no one is allowed to disclose it to anyone, including the boss, do you understand?"

"Yes." The colonel bowed his head and remained silent.

Yang Ji took a deep breath to calm down his emotions. For such a violent Yang Ji, it is better to leave him in the Philippines and out of the sea for the time being. When he returns, he will still be the ordinary Yang Ji.

The taciturn and lonely Yang Ji.

At this moment, Yang Ji's cell phone rang.

Yang Ji's first thought was that Nan Ming called to ask about the situation. He stopped and looked down at the phone, but found that it was an unknown number.

"Hey, who is it?" Yang Ji asked.

"Mr. Yang Ji, we haven't met, but I know your strength." A female voice came from the phone.

Hearing this voice, Yang Ji immediately knew the other party's identity, Sha Ming!

"Sorry." Yang Ji was about to hang up the phone, but the other party's voice said: "Please don't hang up, I just want to talk to you."

Yang Ji frowned: "If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it!"

"Mr. Yang Ji, with your ability and talent, do you really want to always be under a worthless boy, be his bodyguard and nanny, and wipe his ass all day long?" The voice on the phone said, "You Have you ever thought about creating a new foundation with me, and I can help you fulfill all your wishes, even if you want to rule the world, or even more impossible..."

"What the hell are you worthy of me working with you?" Yang Ji hung up the phone with a snap, and when his phone rang again, Yang Ji didn't answer it.

He stepped forward and wanted to move on, but felt his heart beating again, as if something had been activated by the phone call just now, and the decision he had just made suddenly became unreliable again .

"Damn it!" Yang Ji knew that he had been influenced by another force, and his mentality and thoughts were not very stable. The phone call from Shaming was so tricky and insidious, it was extremely coincidental.

Why did such a person become President Nan's enemy?

The phone was still ringing, as if urging Yang Ji to pick it up quickly, Yang Ji struggled until the colonel reminded him: "It's the boss!"

Yang Ji bowed his head, it was indeed Nan Ming's call.

He pressed the answer button.

Nan Ming's voice came from the phone, but Yang Ji didn't actually hear what Nan Ming was saying. The moment the answer button was dialed, Yang Ji turned around suddenly, raised his blind stick, and pierced a person standing in the corner. Guard's chest.

"Even if you want to betray, it must be your own choice. You will not be influenced by anyone!" Yang Ji looked at the blood-splattered soldiers and said in his heart.

In his heart, however, there was some sadness.

In the face of such a powerful force, he himself is just a pawn, and he can only stick to his heart in this way.

He is still too weak, what is a real strong man like?

"What was that sound just now?" Nan Ming's voice sounded.

"Oh, Mr. Nan, it's nothing, Mr. Nan, the cleansing of the Silence went well, but I used the power of the Rod of Fear..."

"Oh, you've worked hard." Nan Ming's voice came from the phone, very warm, "When you come back, I will thank you very much. By the way, don't rush to come back, just have fun in the Philippines."

"Yes, thank you Mr. Nan." Yang Ji hung up the phone and strode forward again. (To be continued.)