Birmingham is an important city in the central and southern part of Britain and a super first-tier city of the empire. A hundred years ago, as the birthplace of the industrial revolution, the bright outside here is mixed with fish and dragons, with countless darkness and filth!

The headquarters of the God of War, which occupies dozens of cities in the south, is built in this place. Here, God of War has absolute authority and occupies a large part of the industry in the entire city. Both high-level government and non-governmental organizations have great say. Therefore, there was a proverb in Birmingham that said: Basten smiled and the entire sky of Birmingham should be clear.

A little bit brighter; Basten was angry, and the whole city was about to tremble!

It can be seen that the energy of the God of War and Basten is so great.

At this time, in the center of the city, a vast castle building, luxury cars gathered, beauties were traveling like carp, and all the famous figures in Birmingham were talking and laughing.

"The meeting is about to begin. Everyone, I'm not with you! I'm not with you!" Anderlu raised his glass to everyone and turned around and walked towards a sculpted and magnificent door.

The others looked at the closed door and showed an envious look on their faces. There was a place where only the five elders of the God of War were qualified to enter.

At this time, only five people could attend the meeting!

Andro pushed open the door and walked into the room. Seeing that there were two people in the dim room, he narrowed his eyes and greeted with a smile: "Second brother, Lao Wu."

One of these two is thin and the other is short and fat.

The thin man's eyes were a little gloomy, his lips were very thin, his nose was high and his eye sockets were very deep, giving people a gloomy feeling, he was the second son of the God of War Club: Posidia.

Another round fat man, who smiled like a harmless businessman, was the leader of the fifth power of the God of War Society: Kante Di.

Posidia nodded as a response, but Canterdi smiled and said, "The third brother is really busy. Is there any major project to go on?"

"What big project is that a nuclear power plant in the south is about to start construction." Andrew smiled and was about to say a few more words, but he saw Andyson, who looked so sarcastic, walked in.

"Fourth brother, didn't you go out to answer the phone? Who is provoking you?"

Andyson glanced at Andrew and smiled coldly: "Who else can you? Isn't my dear third brother? He is really a tiger father without a dog! Awesome!"

Hearing his words, Andrew, who was not sure about the truth, frowned and said unhappily: "Fourth brother, just say whatever you have, why are you sarcastic? How did Pakistan provoke you?"

"Bang!" Andyson threw his phone onto the table, stared at Andyro viciously, and said angrily: "Helang clown! Don't pretend to be garlic with me. Will your father know the good things your son did yourself?" Before Andyro followed Basten, he worked as a clown in a Helang circus. "Helang clown" was the nickname given to him by his opponent to satirize his origin. What Andyro usually hates the most is that others mention this, but he didn't expect Andyson to hand it over in public.

He rushed up immediately, slapped the table and suddenly stood up and roared: "Andison, you are looking for death!"

Andyson was not afraid: "Come on, I really think I'm afraid of you!"

"Cough--" A cough that was not too high was uploaded.

Andrew was stunned and glanced at the door. He saw an old man in his fifties walking in with a crutch in his hand. He immediately stopped talking, glared at Andyson fiercely, and then sat down again.

The anger on Andyson's face also dissipated a lot. He respectfully called "Brother" to the man who was walking, and then sat down angrily.

"It's all brothers, what can't be dispelled? They're still arguing here?" This man is Basten, the first person in the God of War Club.

He walked slowly to the main seat and glanced at Andry and Andyson: "There are leaders of various halls outside, and the elites of the political and business circles in various cities. Should we make arguing outside and let others see a joke?"

Andro turned his head away.

Andyson sat upright, as if he wanted to make a few words of excuses, but when he saw Percid Atos come with a warning look, he quickly stopped his mouth and lowered his head.

"Hmph!" Basten snorted lightly, coughed twice before saying, "The reason I called you here this time is because the above said."

When he heard him say that the four of them were all in a state of expression, Kantei asked quickly, "What are you talking about?"

Basten narrowed his eyes with chaos: "We will cooperate with the promotion of Marquis Bruce to Duke!"

The four of Andelu looked at each other, not understanding what this sentence means.

"What can we do in such political matters?" Andrew asked in surprise, "Can we even ask our gang members to shake flags and cheer him?"

Bosida glared at him, but asked in confusion: "Is there any more specific assignment?"

Basten shook his head: "I asked, but he didn't say anything specific. As long as we look at it at the right time, it's a one-point one, he said it very clearly..."

“What is it?”

"Focus on the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Hall."

"Xiaoyao Martial Arts Hall?" The four people were shocked, "Replace the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Hall of the Warriors Association?"

"They have something to do with this?" Bosida said in surprise. "Although they destroyed the Warriors Association, there is no need to care too much, right? After all, they only own London."

Basten shook his head and said lightly: "Never underestimate any opponent. The opponent can replace Romario and make the person above us be cautious, which means he has extraordinary features."

Although the few of them were still contemptuous, they didn't say much and nodded.

"Speaking of this, Chu Xiaoyao, the leader of the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Hall, seems to have arrived at the third brother's territory recently." Kante Di said with a smile.
Chapter completed!