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Chapter 105
chapter 0076 part 1
Chapter 76: Subduing, Diverting Disaster Eastward, The Scapegoat
Two days later, the Arms Procurement Bidding Conference in Italy concluded successfully.
Originally, there were three companies bidding.
Stark Industries was eliminated early, only sending a mid-level manager to symbolically participate in the bidding.
The other interested Arms Company was even more bizarre; several people from their company who came to participate in the bidding actually got lost two kilometers away from the bidding site.
One must know that most of them were native Romans.
By the time they rushed to the Bidding Conference site, the conference had already ended in a harmonious atmosphere.
The result of the Bidding Conference was naturally self-evident.
Boss Tang's Arms Company became the weapon supplier for the Italian Military's re-equipment this time.
On the same day the Auction ended, Tang Song received dozens of private dinner invitations.
However, after the signing concluded, Tang Song directly boarded the Airbus plane returning to New York.
On the Airbus plane flying from Rome to New York, Tang Song was reading a Newspaper with great interest.
The Vertex Award ceremony would be held in Las Vegas seven days later.
This award is held every four years and is specifically established for individuals who have made outstanding contributions to the Federation.
The Newspaper listed several popular candidates, one of whom, a highly anticipated hot candidate, occupied almost half of the Newspaper's page.
Tony Stark! A young genius who could independently design circuit boards at the age of four.
He independently built a V8 Engine in his teens.
An academic ace who graduated from MIT, he took charge of Osborn Industries at 21 and developed it into the Federation's number one industrial giant.
A Federation legend, and also the Federation's most famous playboy.
Clearly, for the media, popularity means traffic.
The space occupied by the other Vertex Award candidates combined was less than a third of Tony Stark's.
The Vertex Award, only seven days left? Tang Song looked at the half-body photo of Tony Stark occupying the front page of the Newspaper, lost in thought.
In the Marvel World, the birth of Iron Man was a turning point. Since his high-profile appearance, Superpowers who were originally hidden among Ordinary Humans began to emerge like a surging tide.
Tang Song saw Obadiah's name on the list of companions accompanying Tony Stark in the Newspaper.
It seemed his backstab hadn't had much Influence on Obadiah.
"Hello, would you like to dine?"
A voice interrupted Tang Song's thoughts. He put down the Newspaper and looked up at the flight attendant pushing a Dining Cart.
"One Big Mac Beef Burger, one large Coke, with ice!"
After getting the meal, the blonde, blue-eyed flight attendant half-knelt down and delivered the meal to Tang Song.
It must be said, the First Class service was indeed thoughtful. Tang Song only needed to lower his head slightly to see ************&**.
………………
After delivering the meal, the blonde, blue-eyed flight attendant returned to the plane's service area with a disappointed look. Several flight attendants gathered around, whispering together.
Their topic of discussion was Tang Song, who was sitting in First Class.
Aesthetics know no borders or race, and Tang Song's handsomeness indeed attracted their Gaze. However, what truly intrigued them was that on this entire plane, besides Tang Song, the rest were his Bodyguards.
Chartering a plane and bringing so many elite Bodyguards.
Looking at the burly men, each averaging two meters tall, sitting around Tang Song, these well-traveled flight attendants estimated that this Asian was at least a billionaire.
But it seemed a pity, Tang Song was clearly not interested in them.
Four hours later, the plane landed at New York Airport.
"Boss!"
The familiar stretched black Rolls-Royce. Frank, wearing his familiar black Skeleton shirt, drove the motorcade into the airport with a few Bodyguards.
"Mr. Tang!"
Tang Song got off the plane and saw the black Elder standing beside Frank. He looked at Frank with some surprise.
"Elder Sloan!" Huohu Fokesi, pulling a red Suitcase and following behind Skye, looked at the black Elder with some surprise.
Sloan glanced at Fox, a strange look flashing in his eyes. He walked up to Tang Song somewhat fawningly and bowed slightly to him.
"What's going on?"
Tang Song's Gaze swept over Sloan and landed on Frank.
"Boss, this group of Assassins attempted to assassinate Kingpin multiple times, but they all failed. He said according to the agreement, the Brotherhood of Assassins is joining us!"
Frank said lazily, crossing his arms, "He somehow found out you were coming back and insisted on seeing you!"
"Mr. Tang, I..." Sloan was about to speak.
"Cross found you!" Tang Song scrutinized Sloan!
Sloan's mouth opened, and he subconsciously looked at Fox behind Skye.
Fox, however, had an indifferent expression, meeting Sloan's Gaze without hiding anything.
That's right, she was the one who told Tang Song the Intelligence about the Brotherhood of Assassins.
They say the closest Passage to a woman's heart is **, Tang Song's *great* *good*, plus some disciples from the Joyous Union Sect and Chanyin Sect, let alone a Western barbarian woman, even a stone maiden would blossom after a few days under his ministrations.
Sloan felt a blockage in his heart, felt like a complete loss.
Tang Song guessed correctly, Cross had indeed come knocking. As the Brotherhood of Assassins' former top Assassin, Cross's Strength was unmatched within the entire Brotherhood.
Unable to defeat him, Sloan had no choice but to come up with a dirty trick. He found Cross's son and tricked him into the Brotherhood.
He pulled a trick of "pointing to a deer as a horse," claiming that a killer Cross had killed was this unlucky child's biological father.
As a result, this unlucky child worked hard and vowed to avenge his father.
Originally, if everything had gone according to Sloan's Plan, it would have been quite smooth, but there was a slight deviation in the middle.
The original executor of this Plan was Fox, but halfway through, Boss Tang came knocking.
When Tang Song displayed the strength to easily wipe out the entire Brotherhood in front of him, Sloan chickened out.
He chose to send Fox as a hostage and took his men to assassinate Kingpin to show sincerity.
He just didn't expect that Cross's unlucky son, with his hormones raging, secretly ran off to find Fox, only to be caught red-handed by Cross.
Well, now things were complicated, father and son joined forces, two top Assassins, both trained by Sloan himself, slaughtering him and the entire Brotherhood of Assassins until they were routed.
Sloan had no choice but to come to Tang Song.
In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, Tang Song fiddled with the Bone Bead on his wrist, listening to Sloan recount the whole story.
"How many people are left in the Brotherhood of Assassins? How many usable people are there? I mean Gunmen whose marksmanship is decent, capable of Curved Shooting like Fox!"
Hearing Tang Song's words, Sloan, sitting in the front passenger seat, quickly turned around.
"Currently, there are still one hundred and sixty-seven people in the Brotherhood! However,"
Sloan paused, "Curved Shooting is mastered by only a few of us, even within the Brotherhood of Assassins!"
Chapter 76: Subduing, Diverting Disaster Eastward, The Scapegoat
Two days later, the Arms Procurement Bidding Conference in Italy concluded successfully.
Originally, there were three companies bidding.
Stark Industries was eliminated early, only sending a mid-level manager to symbolically participate in the bidding.
The other interested Arms Company was even more bizarre; several people from their company who came to participate in the bidding actually got lost two kilometers away from the bidding site.
One must know that most of them were native Romans.
By the time they rushed to the Bidding Conference site, the conference had already ended in a harmonious atmosphere.
The result of the Bidding Conference was naturally self-evident.
Boss Tang's Arms Company became the weapon supplier for the Italian Military's re-equipment this time.
On the same day the Auction ended, Tang Song received dozens of private dinner invitations.
However, after the signing concluded, Tang Song directly boarded the Airbus plane returning to New York.
On the Airbus plane flying from Rome to New York, Tang Song was reading a Newspaper with great interest.
The Vertex Award ceremony would be held in Las Vegas seven days later.
This award is held every four years and is specifically established for individuals who have made outstanding contributions to the Federation.
The Newspaper listed several popular candidates, one of whom, a highly anticipated hot candidate, occupied almost half of the Newspaper's page.
Tony Stark! A young genius who could independently design circuit boards at the age of four.
He independently built a V8 Engine in his teens.
An academic ace who graduated from MIT, he took charge of Osborn Industries at 21 and developed it into the Federation's number one industrial giant.
A Federation legend, and also the Federation's most famous playboy.
Clearly, for the media, popularity means traffic.
The space occupied by the other Vertex Award candidates combined was less than a third of Tony Stark's.
The Vertex Award, only seven days left? Tang Song looked at the half-body photo of Tony Stark occupying the front page of the Newspaper, lost in thought.
In the Marvel World, the birth of Iron Man was a turning point. Since his high-profile appearance, Superpowers who were originally hidden among Ordinary Humans began to emerge like a surging tide.
Tang Song saw Obadiah's name on the list of companions accompanying Tony Stark in the Newspaper.
It seemed his backstab hadn't had much Influence on Obadiah.
"Hello, would you like to dine?"
A voice interrupted Tang Song's thoughts. He put down the Newspaper and looked up at the flight attendant pushing a Dining Cart.
"One Big Mac Beef Burger, one large Coke, with ice!"
After getting the meal, the blonde, blue-eyed flight attendant half-knelt down and delivered the meal to Tang Song.
It must be said, the First Class service was indeed thoughtful. Tang Song only needed to lower his head slightly to see ************&**.
………………
After delivering the meal, the blonde, blue-eyed flight attendant returned to the plane's service area with a disappointed look. Several flight attendants gathered around, whispering together.
Their topic of discussion was Tang Song, who was sitting in First Class.
Aesthetics know no borders or race, and Tang Song's handsomeness indeed attracted their Gaze. However, what truly intrigued them was that on this entire plane, besides Tang Song, the rest were his Bodyguards.
Chartering a plane and bringing so many elite Bodyguards.
Looking at the burly men, each averaging two meters tall, sitting around Tang Song, these well-traveled flight attendants estimated that this Asian was at least a billionaire.
But it seemed a pity, Tang Song was clearly not interested in them.
Four hours later, the plane landed at New York Airport.
"Boss!"
The familiar stretched black Rolls-Royce. Frank, wearing his familiar black Skeleton shirt, drove the motorcade into the airport with a few Bodyguards.
"Mr. Tang!"
Tang Song got off the plane and saw the black Elder standing beside Frank. He looked at Frank with some surprise.
"Elder Sloan!" Huohu Fokesi, pulling a red Suitcase and following behind Skye, looked at the black Elder with some surprise.
Sloan glanced at Fox, a strange look flashing in his eyes. He walked up to Tang Song somewhat fawningly and bowed slightly to him.
"What's going on?"
Tang Song's Gaze swept over Sloan and landed on Frank.
"Boss, this group of Assassins attempted to assassinate Kingpin multiple times, but they all failed. He said according to the agreement, the Brotherhood of Assassins is joining us!"
Frank said lazily, crossing his arms, "He somehow found out you were coming back and insisted on seeing you!"
"Mr. Tang, I..." Sloan was about to speak.
"Cross found you!" Tang Song scrutinized Sloan!
Sloan's mouth opened, and he subconsciously looked at Fox behind Skye.
Fox, however, had an indifferent expression, meeting Sloan's Gaze without hiding anything.
That's right, she was the one who told Tang Song the Intelligence about the Brotherhood of Assassins.
They say the closest Passage to a woman's heart is **, Tang Song's *great* *good*, plus some disciples from the Joyous Union Sect and Chanyin Sect, let alone a Western barbarian woman, even a stone maiden would blossom after a few days under his ministrations.
Sloan felt a blockage in his heart, felt like a complete loss.
Tang Song guessed correctly, Cross had indeed come knocking. As the Brotherhood of Assassins' former top Assassin, Cross's Strength was unmatched within the entire Brotherhood.
Unable to defeat him, Sloan had no choice but to come up with a dirty trick. He found Cross's son and tricked him into the Brotherhood.
He pulled a trick of "pointing to a deer as a horse," claiming that a killer Cross had killed was this unlucky child's biological father.
As a result, this unlucky child worked hard and vowed to avenge his father.
Originally, if everything had gone according to Sloan's Plan, it would have been quite smooth, but there was a slight deviation in the middle.
The original executor of this Plan was Fox, but halfway through, Boss Tang came knocking.
When Tang Song displayed the strength to easily wipe out the entire Brotherhood in front of him, Sloan chickened out.
He chose to send Fox as a hostage and took his men to assassinate Kingpin to show sincerity.
He just didn't expect that Cross's unlucky son, with his hormones raging, secretly ran off to find Fox, only to be caught red-handed by Cross.
Well, now things were complicated, father and son joined forces, two top Assassins, both trained by Sloan himself, slaughtering him and the entire Brotherhood of Assassins until they were routed.
Sloan had no choice but to come to Tang Song.
In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, Tang Song fiddled with the Bone Bead on his wrist, listening to Sloan recount the whole story.
"How many people are left in the Brotherhood of Assassins? How many usable people are there? I mean Gunmen whose marksmanship is decent, capable of Curved Shooting like Fox!"
Hearing Tang Song's words, Sloan, sitting in the front passenger seat, quickly turned around.
"Currently, there are still one hundred and sixty-seven people in the Brotherhood! However,"
Sloan paused, "Curved Shooting is mastered by only a few of us, even within the Brotherhood of Assassins!"
