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Chapter 1239: Rockefeller's vote

   East Coast, the bustling Big Apple City is in chaos.

  The city that is out of order is full of violence and crime...

   Beating, smashing and looting, there are people in panic like fleeing everywhere, and the crisp gunshots can be heard from time to time.

   This city has completely lost control.

   Rockefeller Plaza, heavily armed soldiers set up a defensive line to surround the square to prevent anyone from attacking the building.

   Now, the consortium has no flaws to worry about the chaos of the outside world, and the first thing that needs to be considered is its own survival.

   Losing the nuclear arsenal is like a tortoise with its shell peeled off.

   is exposed to the air, anyone wants to take a bite, try it!

   The troops belonging to the West Coast were once again pushed into the White House Special Zone.

   across New Jersey, is the Big Apple City.

   Now, the enemy is close at hand, staring at him, who is still in the mood to manage the life and death of the ‘leeks’ in the city.

   "We should immediately withdraw to the north, where there is enough power to resist BlackRock's malicious invasion."

   "To seek help from corrupt countries, I think we should withdraw across the board and go to the European Union to seek opportunities."

   "I don't want to run away anymore..."

   "Little John, don't forget your surname Rockefeller."

   "What about Rockefeller, Rockefeller is only a man, not a god."

"I'm tired."

   "No, Rockefeller represents more than a surname. We will not allow you to mess around."

   "Why, are you going to kill me?" Little John got up and looked at a group of old men with mockery on his face.

   By this time, they are still fighting each other.

  Only one’s own interests are considered, ‘this country is no longer saved. ’

  Little John is tired. He is 72 years old and can live for a few more years.

   fled to the European Union, and then?

   So, he didn't want to run away anymore, even if he died here, he didn't want to run away again.

   But he still has to plan for the family and his heirs.

   If you can use your own life to trade for the Rockefeller family with brand new vitality...

   "What do you want to do?" Seeing him leave his position, all the big guys present stood up.

   "Don't be nervous." Little John came to the table and poured himself a glass of wine.

   It's just that no one noticed that when he picked up the crystal bottle filled with whiskey, he pressed the button in the tray at the bottom of the bottle.

   "I just want to have a drink, relax..."

   Dry the wine in the glass, little John toasted to everyone with a smile: "Does anyone want to have a glass?"

   Everyone looked at each other, wondering what he was doing?

   Is it self-defeating, or determined to die.

   But no matter what, he can't fall into the enemy's hands...

   The four words Rockefeller are too deep, and they have been circulated in the hearts of the world for a long time.

   The Statue of Liberty can fall, but Morgan and Rockefeller...

   can't fall!

   Seeing that no one responded, Little John put down the cup, chuckled and returned to his seat to sit down.

   picked up the cane hanging on the edge of the table, put it on the ground, pressed his hands on it and said wearily: "I'm tired, I'm really tired!"

   Since the great changes, the problems that need to be dealt with every day have increased exponentially.

   His life has come to an end, and he can clearly feel the emptiness of the vitality drawn from his body.

   "This country is over, before I leave..." Little John looked out the window: "I should think about the family and the family more."

   Everyone was shocked when he heard his remarks that seemed to confess his last words.

  What did he do?

When? !

   "Boss, please leave with me." Suddenly, a bodyguard broke into the meeting room.

  I completely ignored the wealth and status of the big bosses present, and pulled his own boss to leave.

   "Wait, what happened?" someone pressed.

   "A few minutes ago, the guarding team outside evacuated. Now, the mob has the possibility of attacking the building at all times, and we lose our protection."

   "John~" Little John leaned weakly on the back of the chair in the angry shout.

   "It's too late, goodbye, old friends." Little John closed his eyes contentedly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

   In the next second, the entire building vibrated violently, the floor burst, and the skyrocketing fire flooded everything in the explosion.

  History reappears...

   The Rockefeller Building, which rose from the ruins, ended its mission with a loud noise.

   4 hours later, BlackRock’s armed forces entered the Big Apple City.

   All the mobs stranded outside were suppressed by force and were killed on the spot without following orders.

   Some ignorant people still cling to the old-time concept and want to use a Molotov cocktail made by stones and wine bottles to protest against the ‘enemy’.

   Anyway, they have the ‘white’ logo, so what if they are enemies?

   So they gathered in a group and swaggered from the street towards the RRT armed forces.

   The moment the ‘lead’ was lit, the automatic rifle above the multifunctional armored vehicle made a cruel roar.

   buzzing~

   The barrel shook, and the pungent gunpowder poured into the nasal cavity.

   The team continued to advance, running over the stump and broken arm on the ground.

   In the small speaker on the roof of the car, a cold electronic tone is still playing: "Please stay at home, everyone, and wait for further instructions."

   "Please stop all actions, any malicious behavior will be regarded as reactionary..."

   squeak~

   There are red tire prints on the street, and the city seems to be paused by pressing it wherever it passes.

  Only endless dead silence and billowing smoke rushing to the sky...

   To solve the troubles on the east coast, BlackRock took over the entire Beizhou line, but the practical significance is no longer significant.

   Because the frequency of pollution ground veins is getting faster and faster, and the land occupied is getting bigger and bigger.

  Radiation value content in the air, UU reading www. uukanshu.com has exceeded the normal value by 50 times.

   Ordinary people can only go out with special ‘radiation protective clothing’, and every minute there are people who are distorted by radiation pollution.

   For Rockefeller to help him solve the subsequent hidden dangers, Qin Yu accepted this kindness.

   So, when the other party's second son got in touch with BlackRock and was willing to merge the family wealth and property into BlackRock.

   Qin Yu cast a key ‘yes vote,’ which frustrated Ilibela’s little calculation.

   In her vision, Rockefeller should become a thing of the past like the bald eagle.

  They are only worth living in historical records.

   It's a pity that Qin Yu doesn't think so...

  Fink's authority in the BlackRock group is more powerful, and now Jing Yuan is holding it down.

   But her value is far more important than a BlackRock.

   After she leaves, the over-inflated rights will sooner or later get out of control.

   Setting up an opponent for Ilibela and creating a balance within BlackRock is a key part of Qin Yu's plan.

   Rockefeller appeared at the right time, and the opponent's decisiveness and sincerity showed him the ability and ambition of the opponent.

   Ambitious and not afraid, as long as he has the ability to match it, Qin Yu will use it boldly.

   This is also the reason why Ilibera can always be in charge of BlackRock, and Yang Chengjun is in charge of the Mars Committee.

  The ability to match ambition is one of the company's criteria for selecting talents.

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