Japan.
Tokyo.
It’s already late night, but for many, this is just the beginning of life.
At this mont.
Inside a civil residence, Yasushi Onoda sat on the sofa, looking at the familiar furniture, familiar decorations, everything familiar, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
This is his forr ho, and after having money, he bought it back.
Unfortunately.
Things have changed, only mories remain.
-Family.
-Love.
-Career.
Three major upheavals have transford his life beyond recognition. Three years ago, just after graduating from university, due to the conspiracy of a group of villains.
He beca penniless, nearly falling into the abyss.
Three years later.
He has beco a different man, with the help of that group, he counterattacked all the way, becoming a senior secretary of the Ministry of General Affairs in Japan, his career is flourishing.
Thinking back.
"Sigh!"
Yasushi Onoda couldn’t help but sigh.
At that ti.
The dialogue with those people is vivid in his mind.
"Last night, your money was stolen by the group asking for money, the person who hit you, the one who poisoned your parents, and the ones who turned your girlfriend into her recent state."
"The lives of six people in total, what can be exchanged from you?"
This speech.
Yasushi Onoda would rember every word, because it was the turning point of his destiny, he thought for quite a while at that ti, and finally replied:
"Everything of mine."
He.
Had lost everything else, only life remained.
"Deal."
Since then.
He joined this mysterious organization, not knowing its origins, not knowing who the higher-ups are, not even knowing the organization’s purpose or goals.
Quite mysterious.
Later.
Under their arrangent, he stepped by step reached his current position, honestly, he’s still very grateful in his heart, though revenge has been taken, as ti passes, so thoughts inevitably appear.
Betrayal?
No.
Just not so loyal anymore, once encountering a better choice, like the Japanese conglorates, he doesn’t mind switching sides, that’s choosing better pastures.
Suddenly.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
A series of knocking sounds erupted.
"Who is it?" Yasushi Onoda ca to the door, when he saw the person outside clearly, his pupils shrank, because outside was his superior contact person.
He opened the door.
Yasushi Onoda bowed respectfully and said:
"Sir, good evening."
To this day.
He doesn’t even know the other person’s na, only addresses them politely.
"Hmm."
As usual.
Expressionless, after entering, Yasushi Onoda quickly closed the door, "Sir, are there new instructions?" At such a late hour, surely not just for a casual visit.
"Yes."
He said.
Sitting on the sofa, Yasushi Onoda quickly served tea.
"From today onwards, many things need to speed up, by the end of the year at the latest, you’ll rise another level, so regular studying and relations cannot be neglected."
"Yes!"
Yasushi Onoda felt a bit puzzled.
This small matter.
Was it necessary to co at late night?
However, didn’t think much further, a promotion again this year is a complete surprise for him, considering the promotion speed, he’s almost catching up to those with backing.
Suddenly.
The person across ntioned sothing.
"You haven’t forgotten the initial promise, have you?"
Upon hearing.
Yasushi Onoda shuddered all over, why, have they discovered sothing? Impossible, at present he’s just thinking privately, no intention to switch masters yet.
"Dare not forget."
Yasushi Onoda imdiately replied.
"Hmm."
After that.
The person stood up, left directly. Leaving Yasushi Onoda bewildered, thinking it was just a warning, for a mont, the thought of choosing different pastures faded instantly.
Even... disappeared without a trace.
"Absolutely cannot betray."
Abruptly.
In his mind, this thought gradually beca deeply rooted.
...
South Korea.
Seoul.
At a high-rise residence, Prosecutor Park Jung-gwang gazed out the window, sowhat distracted, ever since taking that person’s money, he’s been anxious, scared to be found out.
Although.
The person giving the money is a significant leader at the Korean General Prosecutor’s Office and does things discreetly, many tis though, fear inevitably creeps in.
Following them, can he end well?
At this point.
"Ding Dong!"
The door.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
...
United States.
Washington, it’s just now dawn.
In a villa.
Front yard.
"Tch."
"ERV still wants to recruit , dreaming, I’m Morgan’s man, a newly risen consortium wants to overturn everything, just wait, their crying ti will co."
"However."
"ERV certainly is generous."
Congressman Ais chuckled, looking at the funds in his accounts, he’s definitely happy to earn this side money, after all, it’s just a verbal promise, I don’t adhere to contracts.
You can sue ?
Hmph.
In his view.
ERV ultimately has too shallow roots, currently everyone is in harmony, but the expansion of influence isn’t without other consortiums ’flooding’ or ’inserting people’ as reasons.
Eventually.
The world belongs to the established consortiums, once conflicting their interests, call to arms, almost no one in the U.S. high ranks will side with ERV.
Hundred years of foundation.
Isn’t for bragging.
At this mont.
"There’s a visitor."
"Who?"
"Mr. Zuoao."
"Oh."
Naturally familiar with this person, soone from ERV’s lobbying company, they’re the one who usually contacts him, also wondering what they need him for early morning.
...
Shanghai Stock Market.
Villa.
Tang Qing looked at the ’Contract Protection’ list, one na after another being added, feeling relieved in his heart, indeed, human hearts are the most unpredictable.
Theoretically.
If truly loyal, they can be directly listed, without fighters’ on-site ’reminder’, yet he overestimated the ’fence sitters’ spirit within human hearts.
Besides fighters.
The others.
Can be considered loyal, numbering not over a hundred, what concept is this? Most sway with the wind, relying on them, Tang Qing would be furious.
Took the money.
Wavering like a fence.
Damn.
Luckily, I’m cautious.
In the period.
Actually, many ’accidents’ occurred, all resolved, mainly because of small influence range, if too large influence, fighters dare not act at all.
Fortunately.
The system helped him bridge this gap, ensuring the execution of ’transactions’, otherwise, the thousands of billions spent annually would have been wasted.
"This ti."
"Feeling more balanced now, this is right, those unwilling can forget, but once taken my money, with a promise, don’t go back on your word."
At this mont.
Seeing the growing numbers on the screen, Tang Qing’s mood brightened.
Three hundred.
Five hundred.
One thousand.
Two thousand.
...
Numbers steadily rising, after all, those who took the money, many rely ponder, not truly having any actions of betrayal, therefore the promise was made readily.
This ti.
Tang Qing gained more operational space. For example, with Kovalro, though subdued, its mbers are too many, fighters’ proportion only near two layers.
In the future.
Such organizations will transform into absolute control, after all, it’s money that they sell themselves for, this is quite different from those working casually for him.
For example, his employees aren’t included in ’Contract Protection’, only those who nearly place their lives and future at stake, follow him straightforwardly.
That can be considered ’Contract Personnel’.
No worries.
After all, to Tang Qing, the real trouble cos from the fighters spreading across the global network, those influential, powerful existences.
Ordinary people.
No need.
After all.
By comparison, even the losses, forr are of far greater magnitude.
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