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Chapter 112 Oil War

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    A somewhat fat but well-maintained hand was holding a few pieces of paper tightly, trembling.

    It can be seen that the owner of this hand must always be pampered. His nails are meticulously trimmed. The only trace on the thick fingers is a little yellowish callus left by a cigar.

    The ruby ??cufflinks without any impurities on the wrist, the exquisite and elegant classical mechanical watch, even the neat, soft and textured fabric, and the extremely fitting cufflinks all show that the owner of this hand must be elegant and leisurely at ordinary times.  Doing things that suit their status, guiding the country, and deciding the lives of tens of millions of people.

    But now, this hand seems to have lost control, this hand that points to the servant, this hand that twists up the fruits of other people's labor and rejects it like garbage, this noble, noble hand that is always in the center of people's sight  , but trembled like one who lost control, even just a few thin pieces of paper were as heavy as a mountain.

    "Absurd! Ridiculous! Arrogant! Who does he think he is? What is he! Can he challenge us?" An angry and frightened voice sounded, as if containing endless resentment and deep fear, "Apocalypse, who is he?  ? He is just a clown who jumped out of nowhere. He is worthy of questioning us. Does he also want to challenge us? "

    "Does he know our power? The gold inlaid on my toilet can kill him! Does he know what kind of power he has provoked? I want to teach him a lesson, and teach those fanatics a lesson! No!  Is it fusion nuclear energy? Isn¡¯t it just a high-energy battery? I want to buy it and do whatever I want! I want the whole world to have electricity so they can use it!¡±

    Saif forgot his current identity. He fantasized about using money to buy General Electric Company in the United States and watching those arrogant, damn people lying at his feet and licking the soles of his shoes, just like in the past, American Energy  The company flattered him with a smile, and he could do whatever he wanted, a nine-year-old girl, or anything crazier.

    "I want to put a reward on his life first. I want to see that guy's head. What apocalypse. Without the protection of the government, he is nothing. This world is our world. I want to expose the ridiculous lies of the United States. How can nuclear fusion be successful?  ? How dare you succeed?" Saif stood up suddenly, the beard on his face trembling. He hurried to the video call before he had time to adjust his headscarf.

    "More than one billion people in the world rely on the oil industry, and even more rely on ethylene, petrochemicals, automobile industry, plastics industry, aerospace, this world is a world based on oil, it is our world, we stipulate it,  We control it. If you don't want to die together, you have to listen to us!" Saif said hysterically with red eyes.

    Almost everyone in the hall is in this state. Saif is not the most extreme among them. These well-dressed people in robes and suits are running around like headless cockroaches, talking nonsense that they can¡¯t even understand.  Something, huge fear, swallowed their hearts.

    They once had the influence to stomp their feet and the world was shaken. They had the glorious results of launching the first and second oil crises, setting off an economic crisis, and severely damaging the world economy. They were once the elites who influenced the world, and countless people worked hard all their lives.  , just to be their slaves and make money for them, countless human elites squeezed their heads and wanted to have dinner with them.

    Their taste is fashion and their hobby is trend. They dig out the dark wealth in the underground and sell it to the whole world at the same price as gold. They enjoy the most luxurious and wanton life without having to learn skills or work hard.  Hard work, openness and innovation, they are born to be noble!

    This seems to be a natural axiom. They have power, they are excellent, and they have drawn a deep gap between themselves and ordinary people.

    But it all ends in the hands of one person.

    He knocked the nobleness out of the mortal world and fell into the mud, making everything ridiculous.

    Saif looked at the old king in the video and murmured: "Father, we are thinking of a way. We have so many friends. Someone will always solve all this. The world economy is closely related to us. No one dares to ignore this threat."  . Apocalypse is nothing special. No matter how dangerous he is, he is still just a person."

    "No!" On the opposite side of the video, the king looked at the video numbly and objected: "He is more than just one person!"

    "Father, the world stands with us. Yesterday the Secretary of State told me that the United States is our strong backing, and Apocalypse is just a dog let out by the Americans, just like ***. Now he has crossed the line, he  He is asking for his own destruction!" Saif said excitedly, "We don't even have to take action, there will be a lot of people who want to kill him!"Yifu struggled.

    "Idiot! Open your eyes and look! He is not a person, he is a disaster, an ultimate test for mankind, the apocalypse of doomsday, all mankind, the whole world is against him, the entire American continent is in his shadow  He is the enemy of the world, the destroyer, the apocalypse, the nightmare of our lives and the nightmare of civilization!"

    The young man looked directly into Saif's eyes and sneered: "What can you do, little insect?"

    ¡°Tremble in his shadow!¡±

    "Why is he? Why is he doing this? What is the alien species? What happened to the oil?" Saif finally calmed down and was at least willing to use his brain to think.

    "You're blocking the road! Bugs! So, you were crushed to death. It's that simple. All the power, strength, hard work, and wisdom were as powerless in front of that person as bugs, and were finally crushed into slag.  As for the alien species, they are the messengers of famine under the apocalypse, and they bring deadly famine."

    ¡°Energy famine!¡±

    "They build their nests on oil, multiply mycelium, extract carbon and chemical energy, they evolve, survive, multiply, and then like crushing eggs, they destroy your country and the troops sent by the United States and the oil barons.  , in just one day, we saw that they transformed from beasts into gods."

    All this filled Saif¡¯s mind with confusing things. He was unclear and even had trouble understanding what the man said. The oil was destroyed!  This news broke his spine. Without oil and money, their country and nation would be a nightmare, a deep nightmare.

    Deep fear engulfed his soul. Saif had never considered how a world without oil would be a kind of despair. Luxury and glitz would be shattered in an instant. A country without oil, without an industrial system, without jobs.  The citizens, as well as their long-standing luxurious living habits, will make their country and nation even more miserable than the current refugees.

    A desert without resources.  In an instant, it will become another, the most terrifying poverty-stricken area. Their wealth will become the fattest lambs in the mouths of several big countries and conglomerates. Their fate will be even more miserable than that of the untouchables in India.  Thinking of this, Saif's heart has never been so calm. Others can't care about it, but he can never fall into this situation.

    The education he received made his mind still sober.

    "Who are you? Tell me this, what's the purpose?" Saif returned to his elite appearance and began to calmly consider his own interests.

    "My name is Jean! Come here to find people who support me in defeating Apocalypse! You have seen the last side of the king, and you are also the most favorable heir, the future master of the royal family. I need your support!" Jean faded, once  As an ordinary young man, he was able to show his ease and confidence in front of Saif.

    The frightened elites, politicians and Saif¡¯s tribe in the hall still don¡¯t know that the end has arrived!  At least for them, this is the case. Their wealth, their power, everything they are proud of and noble is crushed into dust by a shadow. What awaits them will be a nightmare, a national nightmare.

    Gene looked at these elites who were pretending to be noble before they died, showing an extremely malicious smile. He thought with some pleasure: "What about wealth? What about power? If you don't know the future or the general trend, you will be crushed."  Break into pieces and fall into hell!" He looked maliciously at those people who were above him in the past, showing their confusion and fear.

    Imagine the despair on their faces when they heard the news.

    In the depths of my memory, I heard the voice that sounded like an old man, a child, a man, a woman, a saint, and a sinner: "No one is born noble, but we will be kings!"

    Jean thought in a daze: This is the era of humans, the era when humans are kings.  And the king must break his sword first!  But we will be kings!  This is our time, let the nobility and power of the past be destroyed in the flames of the future!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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