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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0196_part_01

Chapter 378

chapter 0196 part 1

Chapter 195: Tang Song's Gift

Milky Way Galaxy, a massive starship named Sanctuary. On a simple yet majestic throne, a Purple Giant sat, propping his chin, lost in thought.

Purple skin, a giant vertically-ridged chin, usually wearing a blue and gold suit with golden shoulder armor and golden short boots, and a blue and gold helmet with a gemstone on his forehead! Everything about this Purple Giant was just right; even his eyes were so distinct, clear, and clean, as if conforming to some ancient rhythm that had existed between Heaven and Earth since time immemorial.

This was a melancholic, contemplative Man, filled with the concept of Death, looking very clean, very pure, a very pure Man.

When he smiled, he smiled; when he was angry, he was angry; when he was in thought, he was as clear as water; when he was contemplating, he was as serene as ice.

A sound of footsteps came, and a Wizard tore through the air, appearing before Thanos, kneeling respectfully on one knee.

"Great Eternal Titan, My Lord, we have found the whereabouts of an Infinity Stone!"

The Purple Giant snapped back from his gaze with a certain great existence. He lowered his head and said with a calm smile, "Oh? Ebony Maw, which Infinity Stone?"

Ebony Maw knelt on one knee. "Great Eternal Titan, it is the Mind Stone!"

Narrowing his eyes, Thanos said indifferently, "If you know its whereabouts, then retrieve the gemstone!"

"Great Eternal Titan, the Mind Stone is the scepter of a wild Deity on a Primitive Planet," Ebony Maw's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Have Corvus Glaive take the Black Order there!" Thanos waved his hand gently. "A Primitive Deity, you few should be able to handle it!"

Corvus Glaive, like Ebony Maw, was a member of the Black Order. Unlike the cunning and treacherous Ebony Maw, he was a pure General, brutal and cold-blooded, willing to pay any price to perfectly execute orders.

He was a true "worshipper" of Thanos; in his eyes, Thanos was a true Deity.

For other civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy, Corvus Glaive and the Black Order he led always played the role of a Destroyer.

He was the Hand of War, the Vanguard of Destruction. Wherever he and his fleet went, flames that would never extinguish would ignite, sweeping all existence into his war of conquest.

He was a fearsome Warrior.

Ebony Maw lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Great Eternal Titan!"

In space, two starships detached from the massive fleet, slowly leaping out of the fleet formation and heading towards the distance.

"Mr. President, I just returned to New York. My plane had an accident, as you heard. Thank you for your concern. Fortunately, I had some temporary matters and transferred flights midway!"

Inside the study, Lane, Kane, Frank, and Sloan stood quietly aside, listening to Boss Tang on the phone.

"My subordinates said that our business has been affected by this terrorist attack in New York. Is there some misunderstanding here?"

"No, no, with our relationship, my business naturally includes a share for you. You want to make a call? That's too much trouble for you. Next time I go to Washington, I will definitely prepare a great gift for you!"

Hanging up the phone, Tang Song let out a turbid breath, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes as he looked at his subordinates. "You all heard? I need to prepare a great gift for our Mr. President. Any suggestions?"

Lane and the others naturally knew about the Boss's attack, and even the private jet he had just bought not long ago was destroyed.

Kane clenched his fist and grunted, "Boss, I'll go kill that President. I was in charge of his security before, his security has loopholes, I'm confident I can kill him!"

Two months ago, Kane resigned from his position as Secret Service Director, "retiring" honorably, and became the President of Tang Security Company again.

Because of this experience as President, Tang Security Company's business orders have increased by 300% during this period.

"If two consecutive Presidents are assassinated, the entire Federation will probably go crazy, and the matters will be difficult to handle!" Lane looked at Tang Song and said, "Boss, I have an idea!"

A month had passed since Tang Song's private jet exploded, and everything seemed calm.

Under the White House's hint, some departments that were originally targeting Boss Tang's gray business had reined in their actions, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

The only one with a headache was perhaps our Minister of Defense. The disappearance of the Federation's most advanced missile destroyer was not so easy to conceal.

Not only did Congress need an explanation, but countries around the world were closely watching the Federation's military movements. A mysteriously disappeared Federal missile destroyer was enough to keep Intelligence Department around the world busy for a long time.

To hide it from so many eyes, a perfect reason was needed.

He just didn't expect that he wouldn't have to bother finding a reason for himself soon! At Tang Manor, Tang Song still sat in the Lake Heart Pavilion of the Manor, holding a purple bamboo fishing rod, watching the sunlight scatter on the Lake Surface like crushed gold.

His figure was reflected in the lake water. Above the head of the figure in the water, two streams of energy flow, one black and one white, seemed to circle, sometimes transforming into a Tai Chi Yin-Yang Fish, and sometimes circling him several times as black and white streams before disappearing into his heavenly spirit.

Just as Tang Song was fishing, Lane walked up to him. "Boss, Magneto sent a message. According to the original plan, they found William Stryker's whereabouts!"

Tang Song snapped his fingers, rubbing the black jade thumb ring on his thumb, looking at the pond full of lotus in the lake, and said with a smile,

"The package is ready. I just don't know if our Mr. President will like this gift!"

"Victor, long time no see!"

On an American Hercules helicopter, a dozen mutants were injected with potent tranquilizer and locked in iron cages.

William Stryker looked at the sleeping Sabretooth, his eyes filled with a hint of melancholy.

Back then, when the Federal CIA formed the Special Operations Team, he was the Director, and Sabretooth Victor was his most loyal subordinate.

Unfortunately, for the Weapon X Program, Stryker looked at Victor with a gaze as if looking at a piece of goods, a piece of weapon.

Then he turned around and returned to the front passenger seat of the plane! In a hidden corner he didn't see, inside Sabretooth's body, a button-sized tracking device was quietly emitting a frequency!

On the outskirts of New York, a hill behind Raccoon City, a fighter jet hovered and took off, breaking through the air.

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