All gods become gods

"So?" The judge's face was livid.

She is not idle, during this period of time, she has found the Hawkeye organization and punished it.

Now, all that remains is the Continental Hotel in New York.

"So, Mr. Winston was too sad and had to drink too much." Charon said seriously.

"Heh..." The judge sneered.

Isn't this fooling yourself for a fool?

Before, she had vaguely guessed, and it was not until now that she was sure.

Judges have a very noble status, and logically speaking, they should never be treated like this. If they are, there is only one explanation, which is——

The judge was taken aback for a moment.

If so...

"...I have one more thing to deal with." The judge said.

"Tell Mr. Winston that I will come back tomorrow. By then, Mr. Winston will no longer be drunk. This is the last warning!"

The tone of the speech is very serious, without any flaws.

After finishing speaking, the judge turned and left.

It's just that the rhythm of the footsteps was hurried and a little flustered.

If that's possible...

To her, the Continental Hotel is now the existence of a dragon's pool and a tiger's den!

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sudden applause from behind made the judge's body tremble slightly, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Miss judge, I have to say that you are very sharp, but unfortunately, you were in a hurry after all," Winston's voice sounded, without the slightest hint of drunkenness, "Is there something urgent to leave in such a hurry?"

"Are you sure you want to betray the high table?" The judge stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at Winston, who had sat up straight and was no longer drunk.

"I can't help it. What the high table gave me is not as much as the one who gave me." Winston shook his head, raised his pistol, and pointed it at the judge. "Besides, I have long disliked you."

"boom!"

Don't talk much BB, since you've turned your face, it's over!

"Sir?" Charon looked at the judge with a bloody hole in his head, and then at Winston, "You..."

"She's already aware of it, but her acting skills are a little lacking. I wouldn't be able to find out if it wasn't for the slightly faster pace due to panic."

Winston stood up and put the gun aside, "Heh... since it's about to be exposed, why not just use it as our nomination certificate."

"At this time, if you don't stand in line, Mr. Zhou will also feel worried. Behavior on the wall is the most stupid."

Winston also knew that once the gun was fired, it represented a complete break with the high table.

The judge who represents the face of the high table, even if he is seen in a desperate posture, those who see it will be blinded in one eye.

That's what happened to those "moles."

And now, Winston personally killed the judge in the Continental Hotel!

It means that he has no way out!

More than forty years had sapped Winston's ambitions. Originally, he thought that he would be silent like this, but unexpectedly, Zhou Yi gave him another chance.

Taking advantage of the judge's opportunity to discover the clues, Winston made the final choice and completely placed his place on the Templar ship.

Together in the same boat.

The news that the judge was killed in the Continental Hotel was not concealed, and it could not be concealed, and it spread to the surroundings in an instant.

……

"Really..." Zhou Yi who came over after hearing the news chuckled, "Mr. Winston, are you so decisive?"

"It's just a different position." Winston nodded and smiled, "I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

"Of course there will be troubles, but there's no need to panic. It's a day in advance," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "After tomorrow, we can make an official announcement."

"Dong dong!"

"Sir," said Charon at that moment, knocking on the door, "here comes the Mole and Hawkeye."

Mole and Hawkeye are actually the leaders of two underground organizations, but they belong to the New York division.

That is, the two who were "trialed" by the judge not long after.

Although Hawkeye's palm was pierced and Mole was blinded in one eye, they persisted and came to the Continental Hotel, at the moment when the Continental Hotel in New York was removed from the High Table.

"Guess what they're here for?" Winston smiled.

"What else could it be?" Zhou Yi understood without any analysis, "I can only say that what the high table did has already lost people's hearts."

"And as long as tonight and tomorrow are over, it will be the time when the Knights Templar will come out!"

Chapter 89 officially cooperates!

the next day.

In the morning, at 55:[-], at the gate of the Pentagon.

uncharacteristically.

The Pentagon, which is a confidential and important institution that is no less important than the White House, is heavily guarded on weekdays, but at this time, the battle here is no less than the moment of war readiness.

Because of the order of their superiors, they were on guard, waiting for that person to appear.

Although, most of them feel that this is completely impossible in their hearts, because the Pentagon is a military center. If a person can approach here without a secret order or identity, even outside the building... who would believe it?

"Nine fifty-eight."

In the meeting room on the top floor, Camilles looked at the clock on the wall and asked Anderson beside him, "Are you sure he doesn't need any orders to come here?"

"I don't know, but... At least in my private villa, he can come and go without a trace, even if I installed an infrared camera later, there is no alarm at all."

Anderson said helplessly: "I think there should be no problem coming here."

"I'm curious." Camilles nodded, "Is what happened last night true?"

"Yes," Anderson nodded, "I specifically asked the National Guard to seal off that area, only allowing the people at the high table to enter and leave, and evacuated the crowd. It's almost 500 people."

"How is it possible? There are 500 people, and they are still equipped with high table forces..."

"It is said that...someone saw a bolt of lightning killing the subordinates of the High Table."

"lightning?"

"Yes, it's not clear what it is, maybe it's a new weapon?"

"It's over now?"

"Yes... Fighting is not allowed during the day. This is a previous agreement. Moreover, since the fighting is almost one-sided, it is not troublesome to deal with the aftermath."

……

Five minutes is not too long, especially during the chatting process. Soon, it was ten o'clock.

"..." Camilles looked at Anderson, and the meaning was self-evident.

"It shouldn't be..." Anderson frowned slightly.

"As I said, ten o'clock sharp."

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared behind them.

"Pentagon, I'm alone."

With a burst of fluctuations, Zhou Yi's figure completely emerged from the air.

The well-trained guards in the conference room pointed their guns at Zhou Yi and planned to pull the trigger.

"No need to do anything." Although Camilles was surprised, he also reacted, waved his hand, and stopped the guards in the conference room from being ready to shoot at any time, "You are Zhou Yi?"

"It's guaranteed." Zhou Yi spread his hands and sat down at a random seat, "Mr. Anderson, you should know me."

"He is the one I told you about." Anderson whispered.

"How did you get in?" Camilles asked with great interest as he sat down on his seat and didn't take any precautions.

For a person of this status, it is impossible for him to lose his mind. Camilles knew very well that if Zhou Yi really wanted to do something to him, he would have died long ago.

To be able to pass through so many confidential facilities without a sound and come directly to the meeting room on the top floor, and appear directly behind him!

Can't you shoot, or stab?

Such a person, not to mention anything else, at least for now, when Camilles is completely unsure of dealing with him, he can only befriend him!

Now, Camilles only hoped that Zhou Yi's request would be as low as what Anderson had conveyed before.

Of course, there must be necessary verbal temptations. It would be great if he could figure out what method Zhou Yi used to appear here, and then he could think of preventive measures.

"Templar, walk under the radiance," Zhou Yi babbled with a pious face, "the Illuminati will protect me."

As for the reality... of course it is his current [Advanced Stealth Skill]!

It has been directly upgraded by two levels, and Zhou Yi's current [Advanced Stealth Skill] has changed from shadowing to invisibility, and there is an additional function that can transform.

Of course, the consumption of mana is much faster than before, but Zhou Yi's knight blood also gave him a huge increase, so although the time is shorter, the efficiency is relatively higher than before.

Something doesn't always feel right...

"...Does such a power... really exist?" Camilles asked seriously.

Camilles didn't believe that Zhou Yi came in through any normal channel, but he saw Zhou Yi emerge from the air with his own eyes!

"There are very few people who can possess this ability, and I am one of them," Zhou Yi said, "Don't worry, Minister Camilles, my purpose has never been power, I just want to bring order back to this world."

"...Okay." Camilles asked, "What do you want?"

"First, just like last night," Zhou Yi said, "you don't need to stop us, and you don't need to stop them. Create a perfect battlefield for us. Before we wipe out the high table, the Knights Templar need to enjoy the same Even better treatment."

"Secondly," Zhou Yi said the most important point, "I need the right to broadcast live news, for everyone."

"This..." Camilles frowned.

"Information channels, this is very important," Zhou Yi said, "The purpose of the Knights Templar has never been to control the underground world, we just want to maintain order, so we need to publicize it to the society and let them know."

"I can't believe such a statement." Camilles shook his head seriously, "In case you use it..."

"Could the situation get any worse?" Zhou Yi interrupted, sarcastically, not saving Camilles any face at all.

"You have lost your credibility, the government, the country, the law... your neglect and indulgence, don't the people know about it at all?"

"Or, are you going to cover your ears and steal the bell, pretending that they don't know?"

"You can't participate, I know very well, so I don't need you to participate, I just need to give those ordinary people who have been abandoned by you a chance."

"Their hatred, it's time to find a place to vent."

"Don't be cheeky and tell me that you might be held accountable by the high-level table because of this. Then you are too inferior. It is just a news broadcast right. You have to express your attitude and pay some price, right? "

"If you can't agree to these two requirements, then I think it's time for our communication to end."

The scene fell into silence.

Zhou Yi watched Camilles quietly.

"...I have to say that although your words are not pleasant, they are on point," Camilles broke the silence after a long time.

"I have always wanted to change the status quo, but I have been restricted by various factors."

"And, judging from your means and your record, I do see the hope of success."

Camilles took off his hat and scratched his gray hair: "When people get old, they have more worries... Hehe, you are right, if you are not willing to pay any price, then enjoy what you get. It's not a taste either."

"I, Minister of Defense Camilles Gibbs, agree to cooperate with you, Zhou Yi, the Templars!"

Chapter 90 The Apple of Eden

"What is a ball of lightning?"

The tone of the [Elder] fluctuated a little.

Even he, after hearing the report from his servants, felt a little unbelievable.

500 people, all of whom have undergone professional training, have the quality of special forces than special forces, and the world's top equipment.