The more you know, the more you feel small.
There is a limit to human power. Only by pooling everyone''s strength can we break through this limit. In ancient times, the ancestors were aware of this problem, so there were later tribes and even countries.
In Washington, at the temporary meeting of the World Security Council, Baron Trafigura in a black suit came down from the bulletproof car. Behind the gold wire glasses, a pair of sharp eyes twinkled with almost absolute confidence!
As for why he was here?
First, he is a member of the World Security Council. Second, he came with a mission.
Don''t think that he is just a dog of the president. Even a dog has his own ideas, not to mention that he is a living man.
Drain Tony Stark''s final value, provoke the relationship between superheroes and ordinary people, and set off public opinion to attack unruly superheroes such as Nagini.
All this is just for the president of the United States to better control the power of superheroes. Because of the cooperation between the two sides, this big cake belonging to superheroes must have its own share in the future.
Don''t say anything. It''s better to be a chicken head than a oxtail. Those who say such words are a group of lemonade.
There is really a chance to climb to a higher level. How many local rich people are willing to be their own?
That''s why Baron Trafigura took time out of his busy schedule to attend the temporary meeting, because the main problem of this meeting is the possibility of implementing the super ability registration act.
And he should show himself as much as possible. Only by proving his value can he get more flesh and bones in the future.
The meeting starts at 9 a.m.
Baron Trafigura, as always, advanced the clock ten minutes.
This is a habit he has developed over the years. After all, no one knows when an accident will happen. Although it is only ten minutes in advance, sometimes this small ten minutes means two different results.
When he was about to enter, Baron Trafigura also met an old acquaintance, former American general and current member of the World Security Council - Ross.
After they met, they took care of each other with a smile. They seemed to have a good relationship. What do you think?
ha-ha!
There are five members of the World Security Council, and now there are six. There are two members representing the United States. One is Baron Trak, who was forcibly arranged, and the other is general Ross.
The relationship between the two of them can''t be described too much.
Unfortunately, since general Ross became congressman Ross, the other side has become so cautious that many times they simply can''t find an excuse to kick the other side out of the World Security Council.
Under the gold wire glasses, his sharp eyes were a little more gloomy, but soon he shook his head because there were more important things to do next.
However, an accident happened. At the scene of the temporary meeting, the security guard in charge hesitated for a moment, and finally handed Baron Trak''s certificate to the other party, saying:
"Excuse me, sir, there is a problem with your certificate."
With a frown, Baron Trafigura flashed an unhappy look in his eyes: "what''s the matter?"
The guard shook his head. He was confident. After all, he was business in this matter. No one could trouble him: "I''m sorry, sir, it shows that you don''t have the qualification to enter here."
Looking at a business like guard, Baron Trak looked at congressman Ross next to him and snorted coldly, "is there something wrong with your system?"
However, the guard shook his head and the other party seriously put his hand on his waist: "I''m sorry, Mr. Trak, you are no longer a member of the Security Council, so you are not qualified to attend the meeting."
Congressman Ross was stunned. A strange flash flashed in his eyes: "can I help you?"
And look at each other''s smiling expression?
Baron Trafigura snorted coldly. He said, "no, I''ll solve it!"
Then he waved his hand angrily and left without looking back!
Half an hour later, in the White Palace in Washington, Baron Trafigura''s eyes glittered with discontent. He asked, "Your Excellency, what''s going on?"
Hydra still has the ability. In only half an hour, Baron Trafigura found out that last night, his Excellency the president cancelled his membership of the World Security Council overnight.
In the face of Baron Tarak''s question, his Excellency the president frowned slightly. He put down the slightly bitter coffee, looked at each other coldly, and looked with a warning: "I hope you can pay attention to your attitude!"
Surprised, Baron Trafigura realized who the man in front of him was. Even if he is angry, don''t forget the identity of the other party!
So taking a deep breath, Baron Trafigura pressed down the flame in his heart: "I''m sorry, Mr. President, I''m a little impolite."
Seeing the sincere attitude of the other party, the president nodded, and he put down his coffee cup:
"First of all, I want to tell you that you are still a member of the Security Council, but I used my authority to cover up some of your information. As for why? I can only tell you that someone is investigating you and I am helping you."
As soon as his subconscious pupil shrinks, Trak has several figures in his mind. At the same time, he is also thinking about whether he has become so high-profile that he has become a thorn in the eyes of many people recently.
Looking at the uncertain Baron Trafigura, the president shook his head. He patted each other on the shoulder and said sincerely: "don''t worry, as long as I''m here, you won''t have any problems!"
Won''t there be any problems?
Looking up at the president in front of him, considering the relationship between the two sides, Baron Trak looked a little hesitant, but finally he nodded: "Your Excellency, please do this."
After leaving the White Palace, despite the promise of his Excellency the president, Baron Trafigura was still a little worried. When he returned to the bulletproof car, an unexpected phone call made him frown:
"Nick Frey? What are you calling for?"
At the headquarters of the s.h.i.e.l.d. in New York, Frey''s mouth flashed a kind of schadenfreude smile. He didn''t like Baron Trafigura. The reason is very simple. The other party has been targeting the s.h.l.d!
Although the s.h.i.e.l.d. was targeted by many people because of the superhero problem. But Baron Trak is different. He is not targeting superheroes, but the Divine Shield itself. Therefore, after knowing that the other party was dismissed, Frey resolutely contacted the other party: "Senator Trak, I''m sorry to forget that you were dismissed. I don''t know how it feels to take a vacation?"
Baron Trafigura''s face turned black. He said stiffly, "does it have anything to do with you?"
Frey said with a happy smile: "it doesn''t matter, just want to make a phone call..."
However, before he finished speaking, he took off the phone for convenience.
Looking at the end of the call, Frey curled his mouth and muttered, "cut, it''s really funny."
"Shet! Damn Frey! Damn s.h.i.e.l.d.!"
In the bulletproof car, Baron Trafigura, who hung up the phone, looked ferocious and his face was extremely gloomy.
The last thing he wants to see happens. Everything he gets from power will eventually be taken away by power. All that Trak gets is because of the support of his Excellency the president.
With the removal of the president from his post, can those who have to give in to their subordinates because of their rights still obey their orders as before?
Nick Frey''s ridicule on the phone will not make Baron Trak angry. Even for Frey''s behavior, he will only feel childish and ridiculous.
What really made him angry was why Frey knew the news!
It seems that in order to verify whether his guess is correct, shortly after hanging up Frey''s phone, his mobile phone rings again, and looking at the caller ID, Baron Trak''s face is extremely gloomy:
"Sitwell, are you here to laugh at me, too?"
At the same time, facing the angry Baron Trafigura, the little bald brow frowned: "I don''t know what happened there. But I know that I received an email this morning, which said that you were dismissed by your Excellency the president. Although I don''t know whether it is true or false, I hope you should be careful."
Baron Trafigura was stunned. When he received a small bald phone call, he was ready to be ridiculed by the other party.
You know, the most loyal subordinate of Alexander Pierce, the head of the previous generation of Hydra, is the little bald head who calls himself now.
The relationship between the two sides is very bad. After all, the little bald head is the biggest obstacle to controlling the snake shield Bureau, and the little bald head also regards himself as the culprit of undermining the internal harmony and stability of Hydra.
So he never thought that at this time, the first one to inform himself was his enemy!
Baron Trafigura was silent. He slowly asked a question, "why did you tell me?"
At the other end of the phone, in the face of Baron Trafigura''s doubts, the little bald head sneered: "although I don''t like you, and you often target me, you are a hydra after all."
After listening to the explanation of the little bald head, Baron Trafigura became more and more silent. The words of the other party reminded him of himself, who was pure and willing to give everything for his faith.
But unfortunately, he was not the same man in those years. A touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. He gradually understood the reason why Alexander pierce trusted the little bald head so much. He took a deep breath. Baron Trak said with emotion: "if you have a chance, I''d like to buy you a drink next time!"
Then, facing his own invitation, the small bald head opposite said stiffly, "no!"
However, Baron Trafigura was not angry, because he would have made the same choice.
Hung up his cell phone and left the bulletproof car. Baron Tarak rubbed his face, slightly tired eyes and became sharp again.
Although many things have happened today, these things are not enough to knock him down!
Just when he was ready to contact his men to deal with these problems.
Diagonally opposite Baron Trafigura, about 500 meters away, the little bald head who had just finished talking with Baron Trafigura said coldly:
"Target eye, you can do it."
“OK!”
"Bang!"