ATPnovel Chapter 385 I seem to have heard of this name before
Chapter 385 I seem to have heard of this name before
Outside the castle, a group of well-dressed, well-educated upper-class people were greeting each other cordially, but they had no idea that a pair of eyes in the distance were watching them silently.
"Marlboro, Camel, Dunhill, Old Captain" Melinda was lying on the ground holding a telescope and spitting out words one after another.
After hearing this, Evanson was stunned for a moment, wondering if the people below are all registered with S.H.I.E.L.D. Otherwise, why did you just give them code names casually? But he suddenly realized, damn, these are not all yes
"I really didn't expect that most of the people below are actually selling cigarettes." Melinda put down the telescope and rubbed her sore eyes. Her expression was very strange. If she didn't know the purpose of coming, she would have thought that she was from the tobacco industry. Come on a group tour and have a meeting to control global cigarette prices.
"Smoking is harmful to health." Evanson lit a cigarette and took a puff and said silently. "This can be regarded as a kind of chronic suicide, and according to Christian teachings, suicide is a degenerate behavior."
"But how many people really care about the harm a puff of cigarettes does to their bodies, so they unknowingly fall into the trap of the devil."
"Then you still smoke?" Melinda turned around and said angrily.While you are smoking heavily, you are talking to me about how smoking is harmful to health and degenerate. How is this different from those morally perfect and heroic people sitting behind the computer?
Evanson took a hard puff and flicked the cigarette butt away. "When I smoke, I usually turn on the magic breath. With this kind of magic, I can even inhale nerve gas. Only those detectives from the devil world who are born in the wild will be forced by lung cancer." Live or die."
"Sometimes I really envy you guys who have special abilities." Melinda glared at Evanson, and then asked, "Then when we go back, will we suppress the cigarette trade and make the world smoke-free?"
Melinda thinks this is necessary. Since smoking is a depraved behavior and a trap of the devil, it should be stopped. Although this kind of thing is handled by SHIELD, it always feels very nonsense.
Evenson, an old smoker, twitched his lips, "That's not okay. This is one of the few luxuries I have. If I'm not allowed to smoke in the future, I'll probably smoke European gas. "That's not necessary. Smoking can only be considered as barely enough. It was a fall, and the deeds that were far greater than his sin were extinguished, but in fact the fall was so small that people would not go to hell because of it.”
"The reason why they do this is just a hobby, and they have no intention of achieving a certain purpose. After all, smoking is not one of the seven deadly sins."
"Although you say so," Melinda turned her head back and continued to observe the situation below, "but I think the cigarette industry needs to be rectified. After all, they have provided the devil with a large amount of funds for his human activities. Convenience."
As soon as these words came out, many of the action team members present twitched on their faces. Although they did not dare to directly glare at Evanson, they would secretly cast resentful glances.And Evanson almost slapped himself on the mouth twice to make you pretend to be too talkative. This is good. The price of cigarettes will have to increase in the future.
"But to be honest, the devil's thinking is really hard to understand." Melinda sighed. "Since Locke wants to walk in the world, why doesn't he recruit some influential people? Although these people from the cigarette company have some money, , but he can only be regarded as a rich man and can only provide some financial support."
Although the tobacco trade can barely be called a huge profit, there are many industries that make money faster than it, and the influence of this industry is also very small, far less than that of finance, oil and arms merchants. I really don’t know one. Why does the devil control them?
Are you trying to control all the smokers in the world? Don’t be kidding me. It’s hard to quit smoking, but I haven’t heard of anyone.
He would risk everything just to smoke a cigarette.
"The people below can't all be cigarette sellers. There must be some influential guys." Evanson scratched his face. He thought that Locke would not delay his business for the sake of his hobbies.
Melinda took a few more looks with the binoculars and discovered that another group of people some distance away from the tobacco merchants "are somewhat political, but they are all guys who can't put themselves on the stage, and their influence is really minimal. "
"Since Locke can control them, why not control some arms bosses and financial giants?"
"Everything in the world can be clearly marked with a price, and mysterious power is not omnipotent." Evanson said with a slight disdain, "Locke doesn't have the ability to control those really big people."
"Oh" Melinda was a little curious.
"Let's give an example." Evanson took the chestnut handed over by Claire, peeled it and ate it, licked his lips and said, "For example, if Locke comes to Tony Stark, I can give you countless money. , so that you can live a happy life surrounded by beautiful women, I guess Tony will hit Locke with a laser cannon and he won’t even know his mother.”
For those real big shots, money is just a number, power is already in their hands, and beauties and tough men can come and go at a moment’s notice. This all sounds a bit like being strong without desire, so why should Locke seduce them?
"Perhaps immortality and immortality are still somewhat attractive to them, but even Mephisto can't easily get this price." Evanson shook his head, "It's just Locke incarnate in his body, so it's even more attractive Won’t come out.”
"So he can't afford the commissions of those big guys." Melinda understood now that the big guys charge high prices and couldn't afford it, so she had to use these small guys who wholesaled at cabbage prices.
"Well, I didn't expect that there are still them." Melinda's voice suddenly became deeper. "That's right. Cigarettes are considered degenerate, so let alone them."
"Who?" Evanson asked curiously.
"Wholesaler of washing powder." Melinda put down the telescope and said fiercely, "The Guesser of the Golden Triangle, and the Three-Eyed Poison King Gule of South America."
"There is no trade in the world more sinful than the laundry detergent trade. The slave trade will only destroy the body, but the laundry detergent will not let go of the soul." Evanson said indifferently, "This is the real depravity, the devil's Poison, a taboo thing that cannot be contaminated, a collection of the seven deadly sins."
"I will report to Director Fury and ask him to apply to the committee to increase the crackdown on the laundry detergent trade." Melinda also hates these laundry detergent dealers. "But things have become troublesome."
As these laundry detergent sellers entered, more than a dozen large trucks drove in, and all the people who got off the trucks were fully armed soldiers. Although they looked casually dressed and not formal at all, the blood and blood emanating from their bodies The smoke of gunfire is not comparable to the original mercenaries here. At first glance, they look like elite men who have experienced hundreds of battles.
"It's Gu Le's jungle poison guard team. He brought at least half of it." Melinda gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't expect this guy to be so loyal to Locke. He even brought his wealth and family with him."
"Family" Evanson raised his eyebrows. This Gule was really a fanatical believer. Not only did he bring his elite troops, but he actually wanted his whole family to fight together.
"Those two women." Melinda pointed down. Two more women got out of the limousine that Gu Le was riding in. However, they wore wide-brimmed hats with veils, and their faces were hidden. Mei Linda could not identify their specific identities, but he speculated that they were probably members of Guler's family.
At this time, Guler and Evanson rubbed his chin. He always felt that he had heard this name somewhere.