King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1925: 1596: I'll Be Waiting for You

Capítulo 1925: Chapter 1596: I’ll Be Waiting for You

Joe Ga never thought that by blocking a door, he would actually attract the legendary Jacob Rothschild…

The old man looked quite decrepit, his emaciated body draped in a loose suit, his partially bald head covered with age spots. Deep eye bags and sagging, dry skin made him resemble the fairy-tale wizard known for devouring children.

Hearing Kitten’s words, Joe Ga rubbed his nose and said, “Bullying an old man is a bit disgraceful. If his words are unpleasant later, go and beat up Chauvin, he’s younger and can take a beating!”

Joe Ga didn’t understand why old Bayer didn’t arrange for a younger person. This Jacob Rothschild seed ready to expire at any mont…

In the scorching heat, the old man had a blanket over his legs to hide their abnormal appearance. With the driver’s assistance, he approached Mr. Qiao, took out a ‘pen’, and pressed it against his throat…

“Young man, let’s talk…”

Looking at this legendary figure, Joe Ga didn’t use any of the prepared tactics…

Jacob Rothschild, the Balfour Declaration of State Establishnt in S, was essentially a letter to this old man!

If S were a company, Jacob Rothschild would be at least a shareholder.

This was a true living legend. Even though they were enemies, Joe Ga showed not a hint of disrespect!

Respecting such people is also a form of self-respect!

Looking into Jacob’s cloudy eyes, Joe Ga slightly bowed as a gesture of respect, then reached out to gently shake hands with him…

After the handshake, Joe Ga slightly turned and pointed to Kitten, saying, “This is my lover, Alexandra Andria, but we all usually call her ‘Kitten’…”

The old man gracefully nodded, then when Kitten extended her hand, he lightly held her fingers and pretended to kiss them…

“Hello, Kitten, you are a very beautiful girl!

Hu Lang has a good eye; if I were 80 years younger, I would pursue you too…”

The voice coming from the old man’s throat was unpleasant, but surprisingly, Joe Ga felt it was quite sincere…

Looking at the slightly baffled Kitten, Joe Ga wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled, saying, “This is Lord Rothschild…

Nathaniel Charles Jacob Rothschild, a great politician, soone we currently need to challenge!

His great-grandson Phoenix kidnapped Jemma, causing to waste a lot of ti in Mariupol!”

Old Rothschild was not angry when Joe Ga ntioned Phoenix. Gracefully, he nodded and said, “Phoenix made a mistake; we all made mistakes…

We underestimated P.B, and even more so, we underestimated you, Hu Lang…

So I want to talk to you about now and the future…

We can be friends, allies, even colleagues…”

Looking at the speaking-struggling old Rothschild, Joe Ga shook his head slightly and said, “Sir, you have never shown respect. I bet many of you still regard as a warlike savage.

At old Bayer’s place, when describing , he might even add a ‘greedy’ prefix.

Sir, I once thought I could firmly set foot in the class you established, but reality told that a man with a gun must prove his value everywhere he goes to be recognized.

We are not on the sa path, nor is there a foundation for cooperation!”

Old Rothschild tweaked the corners of his mouth into a smile and said, “Believe , Hu Lang, I’ve lived for almost a hundred years, so I’ve understood one thing…

Anything can happen!”

Joe Ga listened, shook his head, and said with a smile, “Even if I handed Phoenix over to Russia, even if I scared Ilya’s bodyguard into peeing his pants?”

Old Rothschild nodded slightly and said, “Why not?

Phoenix made a mistake himself and got captured, you punished him by equivalent ans.

Ilya is impulsive and proud; a small lesson will benefit his future…”

“But…”

Joe Ga spread his hands and laughed, saying, “Ordinary people often follow many nice words with a ‘but’…”

Old Rothschild seed a little tired, he tapped the driver’s arm, asking him to push him into the sunlight a bit, exposing his legs beyond the shade…

“I’m dying soon, but Phoenix is still young…

I can offer you the position of Executive Director of the Lake Belga Foundation, on the condition that you are responsible for saving Phoenix.

To show sincerity, during this period, all profits from the Lake Belga Foundation can be at your disposal.”

Speaking, old Rothschild took a few breaths and said, “I don’t know how much you know about the Lake Belga Foundation, but I can assure you, this sincerity is worthwhile.

You beco President of the Lake Belga Foundation, and we beco colleagues, allies, perhaps we even have the chance to beco friends…

Most importantly, the framing you worry about will cease to exist!”

Joe Ga looked at the old man in front and shook his head saying, “You allow to beco one of you, but the cost is P.B will lose the impartial stance of the United Nations…

Moreover, P.B soldiers need to battle Wagner of Russia in Bachmut, Ukraine!”

Joe Ga shook his head, smiling as he said, “NO, I’m not interested in the Lake Belga Foundation, not interested in the President’s position, and I’m not even interested in your future…

Sir, the world is changing, but you are old!

Greatness always ages, yet there are always those who are young!”

Old Rothschild was montarily stunned, curiously asking, “Do you think you are the young one?”

Joe Ga spread his hands, smiling as he said, “Why can’t it be ?”

Old Rothschild amusingly said, “Because you haven’t figured out the essence of power…

You have the resources and ability to create difference, but the way you use them is incorrect.”

Joe Ga was stunned for a mont, then sneered and said, “So according to your logic, creating class differences and using human weaknesses to exercise covert control is right…”

Old Lord Rothschild listened and then said with so realization, “You’re an idealist! No wonder!”

Saying that, Old Lord Rothschild looked into Joe Ga’s eyes and said, “An idealist is a natural hero under the frawork of neoliberalism!”

Joe Ga vaguely understood sothing, and he frowned and said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

Old Lord Rothschild chuckled and said, “No, you actually know!

Because neoliberalism follows human nature, whereas idealism goes against it!

I witnessed the collapse of the Soviet Union with my own eyes, so I’m very clear that idealism can’t overco the weaknesses of human nature…

Hu Lang, only we can accommodate idealists. Join us and beco a hero!

Maybe you can lead the Lake Belga Foundation to greater heights!”

Joe Ga had to admit, this old guy, despite having difficulty even speaking, was still wise, and was a top-notch persuader…

The old guy was right; Joe Ga’s idealism was born in the tragic soil created by neoliberalism.

If this world were a utopia, there wouldn’t be any space for heroes to survive.

Joe Ga has always been within the fraworks set by these old guys!

In just a few simple words, Joe Ga’s anger had already been mostly mitigated, and the topic had shifted in another direction.

If it were a few years ago, Joe Ga’s mind might have been led astray by the old guy…

But now he possesses a fully independent personality and thinking mode, any words that provoke his thoughts would ultimately beco his ntal nourishnt, absorbed and digested…

Looking at the old, breathless Lord Rothschild, Joe Ga actively walked behind his wheelchair, greeted the wary-looking driver with a smile, and after getting the old guy’s consent, pushed him into the sunlight…

“You say I’m an idealist, then you should understand, opposing you is a glory for !

Your rules and greed have put the world into a vicious cycle, pushing it to the brink of danger.

Many people say P.B. should accept regulation, and I do not oppose it, but you should also accept regulation, and more stringent at that…

Because you use human nature to control the world, and the consequences of amplified human nature are even more serious.”

Old Lord Rothschild slightly shook his head and said, “You think we’re controlling the world? No, Hu Lang, everyone who utilizes human nature will eventually be controlled by it…

You’ve stayed in Africa for a long ti, so you should know that once there are too many predators on the grasslands, famine quickly happens due to the decrease of herbivores…

Then, once the herbivores use their reproductive abilities to fill the void, predators will increase again.

Hu Lang, it’s a natural law…

Your people in China have an interesting saying, ‘Things unite after a long division, and divide after a long unification…’

This is also a natural law!

You think we’re controlling the world? No, we’re following natural laws!

Like lions carving out territories, then connecting the world using the industry chain, with mature support and logistics forming the veins, to avoid resource waste…

This is the aning of globalization!

We just didn’t expect that ‘predators’ would develop so quickly!”

After listening, Joe Ga was silent for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, “But you’ve classified people into different grades, and so people will never get out of their circumstances because of your rules…”

Old Lord Rothschild sighed and said, “This is the nature of power, the sa everywhere.

Absolute equality does not exist, nor can it exist, or order would collapse.

Hu Lang, choosing to go against human nature is undoubtedly great, and I hope the world has more people like you.

I’m even thinking now, if you were to lead the Lake Belga Foundation…”

Joe Ga suddenly shook his head and laughed, interrupting the old man’s recruitnt…

“I never expected that the great politician in my impression, actually adheres to the law of the jungle…

But you are undoubtedly successful, as when everyone wants to be a predator, they will forget about the unfairness!”

Saying this, Joe Ga stopped, pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the sidewalk, locked it, and sat on the curb next to Old Lord Rothschild…

Looking at the English police and ordinary people watching from afar, and the convoy parked inside the northern gate of the park with no action…

Joe Ga rubbed his cheeks hard with both hands, showing a radiant smile, and said, “You call an idealist, so you should know that the destination for idealists is to die on the path of charge…

I’ve co this far within the shackles you’ve created, why can’t I go further?”

Old Lord Rothschild, after hearing this, sighed long and said, “Are you really sure about your decision?”

Joe Ga’s face broke into a bright smile and said, “The Baltic Sea, Sweden’s Gotland, I’ll be waiting for you there…”

Saying this, Joe Ga turned to look at Lord Rothschild, whose face was full of life’s waning monts, and said with a smile, “I will win!

When you die soday, have your descendants send your ashes to .

I’ll let my ship take your ashes to the Moon to have a look…

See a new future!”

Old Lord Rothschild was stunned for a mont, and with so difficulty extended his right hand to pat on Joe Ga’s broad shoulder…

“I sincerely hope you achieve your ideal!”