Colonel Calvin said "hmm": "That's okay, most of the forces around Meisangyesi are supported by the Intis people. If he wants to expand, he will definitely not be able to bypass these. At that time, maybe we We can sell weapons again."

Speaking of this, he raised his glass: "The storm is above, and I hope everyone will make a fortune together."

As believers of the Evernight Goddess, Klein and Councilor Macht could only smile at this and did not respond directly.

After taking another sip of red wine, Calvin pointed to the second floor: "Dawn, I'm looking for you today to play cards with a big shot, Texas."

"Which big shot?" Klein asked with great interest.

Calvin's expression became a little serious, and he said with a not-so-obvious smile: "Admiral Amyrius, he has been reactivated and is currently in charge of the Ministry of Defense."

Admiral Amyrius... the admiral whose younger brother was removed from the post of governor, his mistress was eroded by the "Mother Tree of Desire", and he himself lost the position of supreme commander of the Central Sonia Sea Navy? I have worked with him, and even pretended to be him for a while... Sure enough, for a demigod, as long as he doesn't go too far and is willing to endure, he will always get out of the trough... Klein recalled Olavi The various things that happened on the island made me feel a little bit emotional for a while.

For this Admiral Amyrius Leavitt, he still felt a little guilty in his heart. Although most of the things that happened at that time had nothing to do with him, the mutation of the other party's mistress was ultimately caused by the desire of the "Mother Tree of Desire". Control him to cause.

"That is to say, our cooperation in the future requires the approval of the admiral?" Klein asked in a daze.

"That's right." Colonel Calvin nodded, pointing to the stairs leading to the second floor, "Let's go up."

Arriving at the second floor and stopping in front of a dark red door, Calvin turned his head and glanced sideways at Dawn Dant�s: "Your task today is to lose money."

lose money? Klein looked Calvin up and down a few times, and the corner of his mouth turned up a little: "I will work hard."

Councilor Macht next to him laughed and said, "Actually, you don't need to be too deliberate. Admiral Amyrius is very good at poker. Even if you want to win money, it is almost impossible. Hehe, I lose every time. Hey, I just hope Don't lose too much today, otherwise, I won't dare to go home."

Klein nodded thoughtfully: "I only brought 200 pounds in cash, isn't that enough?"

"It's definitely not enough." Colonel Calvin said with a chuckle, "I've already exchanged 1,000 pounds of chips for you, just remember to return them when you come over later."

Luen's senior barristers, on the surface, only earn about 1,000 pounds a year... You corrupt people... Klein looked Calvin up and down again.

Unconsciously, the colonel raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, the opposite door creaked back, revealing the scene inside.

It was a hall covered with thick soft carpets, without much furniture, it looked quite empty.

In the center of the hall, there is a card table for more than a dozen people, surrounded by luxurious high-back chairs.

On the edge of the hall, there are furniture inlaid with gold, statues carved from marble, coffee tables with books and newspapers, and a set of sofas made of leather.

Klein glanced and saw Amyrius Leavitt sitting at the top. This admiral hasn't changed much from before. His black hair is neatly combed back, his blue eyes are dark and deep, and the corners of his mouth droop slightly. , without a beard on his face, with a staid and serious demeanor, wearing dark blue clothes with epaulettes, every detail is not sloppy, and he is extremely serious.

Turning his gaze, Klein found another "acquaintance":

He has thick but not messy black eyebrows, short and hard hair of the same color, dark blue and almost black eyes, a high nose bridge like a mountain peak, a large beard extending around his mouth, a deep outline, a long face, and cold lines. Very tough guy taste.

This is the deputy chief of MI9, Qonas Kilgor!

This is one of Klein's goals when he returns to Backlund. He is a middleman for human trafficking between the Witch Sect and a faction of the royal family, and an accomplice of the great smog in Backlund!

The deputy chief of the major general had unusually broad shoulders, stretched his white shirt and black vest extremely tight, and was concentrating on playing Texas Hold'em.

There are two, no, three demigods on a card table, how can this card be played? Interesting... Klein found a seat and sat down, observing the other people at the card table.

During this process, the waiter delivered a large stack of chips, worth a total of 1,000 pounds.

In the first few rounds, Klein looked at the cards and threw them away. He acted very cautiously. He seemed to never raise or call if he didn't get a good hand. JrNovels.com