CHAPTER 1918: CHAPTER 1743: MY SKY

When he said this.

Tang Qing was very serious.

At the same time.

His eyes gazed at the sky, with a sense of pursuit and yearning. Tuoyin could feel it, even though he didn’t know what kind of sky could make Tang Qing so persistent, playing such a colossal game of chess.

Suddenly.

Tuoyin smiled.

"You have shown me a new sky, but what kind do you wish to see?" His sky had just been reshaped; it was truly thrilling. So, what about Tang Qing’s sky?

"Secret," Tang Qing said.

"..."

I’m about to die.

But then.

He heard Tang Qing say, "However, I can show you another corner of my sky." As he finished speaking, nerve telekinesis was activated, and all the attendants and security around them fell to the ground.

Then.

In the field.

A ray of light spread to the surroundings. With an unbelievable expression, Tuoyin saw his subordinates vanish. As he blinked, Tuoyin confirmed they had disappeared. But why?

Weren’t they traitors?

A case of the boat’s cook killing the rabbit once it landed?

No.

Could it be a holographic projection?

At this moment.

He thought this was the most likely guess. Tang Qing’s company dealt with holographic image equipment. Although the products released now couldn’t project commodity details, who could guarantee that Tang Qing didn’t have any private stash?

Yes.

That must be it.

Technology.

Of course, it’s released step by step, using updates to make money. Showing the best technology right away would be brainless. However, there didn’t seem to be any signs of holographic projection equipment around here.

At this time.

"They haven’t betrayed you." Tang Qing’s voice came from beside him.

"What?"

No betrayal?

Then what happened just now?

"Want to know?"

"Yes."

Tuoyin’s curiosity nearly pierced the sky. The next scene made Tuoyin’s mouth drop open. A gun floated up from the ground and into his hand.

Next.

He held the gun.

Raised it.

And pointed it at his own head. Tuoyin discovered that he couldn’t move, his body was out of control, a finger placed on the trigger; trying to break free proved futile, slowly pulling it.

"Click."

He thought he was dead for sure.

However.

When the trigger was pulled, his head was not pierced.

"I won’t kill you personally, don’t worry."

Tang Qing said.

Just now.

The bullet was indeed chambered, but at the moment of firing, it was taken away by him.

Blank shot.

Tuoyin looked, the weapon in his hand had the bullet removed. This was unscientific. There were clearly bullets in there; having played with guns for so many years, he absolutely wouldn’t mistake it. But where were the bullets inside?

How come it’s a blank shot?

Suddenly.

He came back to his senses, this seemed not to be the focus.

The point was.

How did Tang Qing do it? At this moment, Tuoyin finally understood why his subordinates had eyes full of terror yet didn’t move. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to, but that they couldn’t.

Witchcraft?

Divine law?

Taoism?

Countless guesses flashed through Tuoyin’s mind, but none were reasonable. Kovalro, the world’s number one intelligence organization, the number one dark force, knew deeply that these did not exist.

However.

What was that scene just now?

"What is this?"

Tuoyin asked in a trembling voice, even someone as knowledgeable as he had never heard of it.

"My sky."

Tang Qing chuckled lightly.

Having said that.

He turned around.

And disappeared by the chair. At this moment, Tuoyin was left disoriented in the wind, as the morning mist hadn’t dissipated, giving him goosebumps. The surrounding subordinates all disappeared, and Tang Qing was gone too.

The familiar field.

Seemed as terrifying as hell.

Just as he was about to leave.

A flash of light.

Two fully armed men appeared out of nowhere beside him. One of them grabbed his hand, and a tingling sensation came through it. Then, he felt his consciousness becoming blurred, as his body went limp.

At that moment of lost consciousness.

He finally understood how Tang Qing gathered such a powerful dark force. This wasn’t something a human could do, but a... monster. His last thought was — the aliens have invaded.

...

United States.

Washington.

Hotel.

Tang Qing looked out the window, sipping fruit wine, in a pleasant mood. Since his rebirth, he had been keeping a low profile, while his subordinates took actions in a high-profile manner yet acted low-key, quietly accumulating strength.

Now.

The small momentum has been formed.

Compared to when he came.

Tang Qing felt much more at ease. The sense of control was quite nice, but there was still a long way to go in the future. Kovalro was just a dark force; the real core is the power of fate.

Ling.

Complete the Asia Dollar task.

ERV.

Become a super consortium influencing the United States.

Additionally.

The Korea and Japan consortium is just getting started. The warrior-controlled consortium must become the number one and unshakable existence in their country. All these matters require time; they cannot be accomplished overnight.

Kovalro.

Is just a small stepping stone.

The task.

Is long and arduous.

Ten minutes later.

Going downstairs.

The streets of the United States in the morning aren’t anything special. Some people are heading to work, others to school, bustling to and fro, many with worried faces. The financial crisis is sweeping the world, and this is the center.

Unemployment.

Confusion.

Many are worried about the future.

At this moment.

Of course, Tang Qing wasn’t showing his true face. He should still be in Huaxia, not appearing here. For this reason... he directly wrapped a scarf around the lower half of his face, without using any masks.

November.

Winter is about to start; masking from the cold isn’t unusual.

While he was wandering around, his subordinates weren’t idle. The final cleanup work for Kovalro began. Its wealth, industries, military might, relationships, and channels all have to be sorted from top to bottom.

Conservatively estimated.

Under the condition of ensuring that no abnormalities are noticed.

Three months.

To fully grasp everything about Kovalro, after all, previously replaced were only the mid-to-lower-level executives, its global intelligence network, countless overt and covert lines, require time to process.

...

Pacific.

A deserted island.

Beach.

Over two hundred people were lying around in disarray, and gradually, people began waking up one after another.

"Where is this?"

"How did I end up here?"

"Wake up quickly."

"..."

Those who woke up first tried to wake those still unconscious. Unable to wake them, there was seawater nearby, and soon half of them were awakened, in a chaotic state. Most of these people were from Kovalro Headquarters.

After discovering their leader was also there.

They were at a loss.

Gathered up, trying to find a way to wake him.

Eventually.

The old man woke up.

Suddenly.

He jumped up, looked at the sky, looked at the people around, and listened to the sound of waves coming from not far away. His complexion paled considerably because what had happened before wasn’t a dream but real.

Tang Qing had said.

He wouldn’t kill them himself, just trap.

"You finally woke up." His assistant approached with a distressed face.

"Where are we?"

The old man asked.

"We don’t know. All our electronic devices have been taken away. Besides our clothes, we have nothing. Do you know what happened, who we have offended, or if it was the organization that took action?"

Someone asked.

With the headquarters taken out, many speculated it was related to the prior purge.

Upon hearing this.

The old man’s face turned ashen.

Organization?

The organization couldn’t even protect itself.