Walk alone in the abyss

"Oh, you're going to come back to sleep tonight?"

In the villa at the corner of the chemical plant.

Old Kolev, who was wearing a velvet pajamas, stared at the cheerful Yang Ming, with disgust written all over his old face.

"Let me think, my lovely nephew, who ever told me that noble women are dishonest?"

"Yes, I said so."

Yang Ming unbuttoned his clothes, and replied with a smile: "Miss Windsor is different. Although she is not gentle, her straightforward personality is indeed very attractive."

"Come on!"

Kolev scolded: "Do you think I've never been young? In our eyes, does a woman's attractiveness have anything to do with her personality?"

"Uncle, you are too arbitrary. Personality is a big plus, and it can also affect your own temperament."

After Yang Ming finished speaking, he blinked his eyes, and Kolev wisely stopped nagging on this topic.

People say that after getting along for a long time, they will unconsciously imitate each other's habits.

This is the case with Kolev and Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took a bottle of soda from the refrigerator, and Kolev held the freshly brewed calming tea. The two sat at both ends of the couch at the same time. Eyes let out two sighs.

"This is life," Kolev's eyes were full of aftertaste.

"Miss Windsor has a really good figure," Yang Ming's voice was full of yearning.

Kolev frowned and said, "You fell in love with this noble lady? She is the only daughter of the Minister of Finance. The Minister of Finance is a staunch supporter of the third prince, and you are now the second prince's person."

"That's right," Yang Ming added, "That's why I'm so interested in this girl. Of course, her personal charm is always the first motivation for me to pursue her."

Kolev pondered a few times: "I must remind you that feelings mixed with political games usually end in tragedy."

"So I'm going to try to give this lady a romance."

A few lights flashed across Yang Ming's eyes, and he said softly:

"Our first battle with the new CIA has already been won.

"Although it will become more and more difficult to fight in the future, at least the time when the deterrence of the Sherman Empire is in effect is the golden period for me to move forward.

"Every game has its own rules, and so does the aristocratic circle of the Luofeng Empire.

"The third prince did not save the life of the Minister of Finance. There is a delicate balance between the positions of the ministers among the princes. What cannot be ignored behind the scenes is the real ruler of the empire—the old emperor.

"We might as well make a bet, Uncle Hatton."

"How to bet?" Kolev suddenly became interested.

"In the next two or three months, the second prince will gain the respect of the old emperor, the third prince will be suppressed, the first prince will choose to avoid his edge, and one or two of the twelve ministers will turn to support the second prince."

Yang Ming's words paused, and continued:

"Also, don't underestimate the second prince, he is the most suitable candidate in the eyes of the old emperor."

"Oh why?"

"Lun said," Yang Ming shrugged, "I'm a decent human being with a limited brain capacity, so I can't analyze so many problems at the same time."

Kolev clicked his tongue: "I'm in charge of business, and you are in politics. This division of labor is not bad."

"You're wrong uncle," Yang Ming said slowly, "I'm not interested in politics."

"Then why do you..."

"My interest is to obtain the management rights of a planet and operate it as my private domain. I am currently achieving my own goals through politics. This is like using tools."

Yang Ming said slowly:

"I prefer to influence the Luofeng Empire by controlling the army.

"Just like it is now, the royal family is under control everywhere, and the military is lawless. Only with fleets and cannons can it have the strength to challenge."

Kolev slowly sipped the calming tea and thought carefully for a long time.

"It's good to be able to stick to your goal, but...Yang Ming, you have to remember one thing, this is a piece of advice from someone who has been here before."

"Okay uncle, I'm listening carefully."

"Don't be swallowed by your own desires," Kolev said slowly, "You need to be vigilant at all times. Power is the greatest desire, and it is also the most violent poison that erodes people's hearts."

Yang Ming nodded silently.

Another day of being educated by the chief mate.

Before going to bed that night, Yang Ming's mind was full of images of dancing with Miss Windsor.

The two of them chatted very well. Before the banquet ended, they even had a few moments of wind on the balcony on the second floor.

Yang Ming was inexplicably looking forward to this relationship between a man and a woman that was not pure at all and full of entanglements of interests.

"Lü, help me investigate the unit I'm going to report to tomorrow, sort out a copy of my boss's information, and give it to me tomorrow morning."

"Boss, the vice-captain has many bosses."

"Help me sort out all of them." Yang Ming smiled, "It would be great if we could find some clues."

"Understood, good night boss."

"install."

The lights in the bedroom slowly went out.

Yang Ming gradually fell into a shallow dreamland.

In the living room, Kolev wore glasses, carefully flipping through the projected prospectus, and decided on the next candidate for investment and holding companies.

The old pirate chief had a bad feeling.

Next, he will be more and more busy.

...

Half a month later.

...

Early in the morning, the third prince's mood became very bad.

His second brother, who was deprived of the right to inherit the throne because he offended his father in the early years, actually "resurrected from the dead" in the past half a month and became one of the candidates for the crown prince.

Those new federal agents who like to make troubles gave Edwan an excellent chance to come back!

The third prince threw the documents in his hands away with all his strength, and the nobles, officials, and generals standing in front of him lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Just last night, his second brother Edwan stayed in the palace for the third time in the last ten days.

According to the report from the maid in the palace, Edwan still slept in the same dormitory with the old man!

What this represents is simply self-evident!

The third prince held his forehead and roared:

"I need a reason, what is the reason for this! Don't you always brag about your IQ? Why are you all dumb now! What did Edwan do!"

The Minister of Finance said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the economic reform proposed by the second prince is already a complete plan system, and it dissects our country's economic problems. It is normal to be appreciated by His Majesty. He must have prepared it for several years. Long."

"So?" The third prince said coldly, "You are optimistic about him now, right?"

"Your Highness, you can completely trust my loyalty to you," the Minister of Finance said with his head bowed, not daring to speak any more.

The third prince took a deep breath: "Sorry, I'm a little anxious now. I know my second brother's ability, but he has been away from the palace for more than ten years after all... Is your daughter dating that Yang Ming recently?"

The Minister of Finance said with a wry smile: "They probably haven't had a formal relationship yet. It is difficult for parents to interfere with their children's decisions, but this will definitely not affect my political position."

"I believe you," the third prince rubbed his brows, "This Yang Ming has been too conspicuous recently. General Wuli, is he your subordinate now?"

"Your Highness," the gray-haired general said in a low voice, "Although he is in the guard regiment I am in charge of, Philemon has been secretly supporting him. And...Your Highness, I'm afraid I have to tell you the truth."

"speak."

"He is simply a perfect soldier!"

Uli Korda's voice was a little excited, and he whispered:

"Just half a month after he joined our team, he gave us too many surprises.

"He ranked first in the guards in the physical fitness test, and he knocked down seven or eight of the top 30 of our fighting rankings in a row during the fighting drills, and finally got a draw because of lack of physical strength.

"His proficiency in the manipulation of weapons is also jaw-dropping, as long as any weapon is in his hands, it can quickly become a murder weapon.

"What's even more surprising is his understanding of tactics. He defeated several of our old guys in the tactical deduction... We secretly set up a secret staff department for this, making him mistake it for a normal battalion-level A virtual rehearsal, and guess what... Uh, Your Highness, you look a little ugly."

The third prince squeezed an ugly smile: "Go ahead, General Wuli, I need to know his strength."

"We all lost, as unbelievable as it sounds."

Uli Korda whispered:

"We lost to him six times in a row in tactical games, virtual exercises, and even small-scale live-fire exercises.

"He is very good at special raid operations. No, to be precise, he never thought of confronting us with firepower, constantly attacking our headquarters, cutting off our communications, and sniping our senior commanders.

"Oh, yes, he belongs to the Second Prince...Your Highness, I suggest you either buy him or kill him. Once his talent has a chance to be used, he will definitely be used by His Majesty the Emperor."

The third prince rubbed his eyebrows.

If it weren't for the fact that General Wuli's last sentence was quite pertinent, he would have the heart to kick people now.

A gentle middle-aged man next to him pushed his glasses and said slowly:

"Your Highness should really pay attention to this Yang Ming. According to the information we got, the New Federation had investigated him before, but because of the retreat of the New Federation's secret service team in Ilando, they gave up paying attention to Yang Ming.

"Looking at the timing, the second prince's attitude changed so drastically after Yang Ming started contact with the second prince.

"The second prince is highly suspected of being influenced by him."

The woman in the corner said: "According to the information we got in the second prince's palace, the second prince talks to Yang Ming once or twice a day, and the most is seven or eight times... From political economy to heterosexual topics, what do they talk about?" talk."

The third prince murmured: "This Yang Ming... what is he doing?"

General Wuli's ears are very useful. He immediately took out his military network access terminal, turned on the stereo projection, and projected a certain corner inside the base of the fourth regiment of the Guard Corps.

The general's execution was pretty good.

The third prince was a little dumbfounded.

What he actually wanted to ask was, what was Yang Ming's purpose, what did he seek after coming to Luofeng Empire, and what was his real identity and background.

He didn't want to see with his own eyes what a little captain was doing right now!

However, the Third Prince was quickly attracted by the figure on the surveillance screen.

There was a projection screen in front of Yang Ming, and inside it was Windsor who had just woken up but was wearing exquisite makeup. The two seemed to have experienced a short and pleasant morning chat, and they were saying goodbye to each other at this moment.

The third prince glared at the Minister of Finance with a dark face.

The Minister of Finance is also full of embarrassment.

Everyone in the room was looking at Yang Ming carefully.

The light black military uniform on Yang Ming's body was the exclusive color of the royal guard.

He straightened the concealed buckle of his belt, carefully checked the stored-energy magazine for the laser pistol pinned to his waist, carefully took care of his straight collar, and finally picked up his flat-topped military cap.

Afterwards, Yang Ming put his hands behind his back and walked out of the locker room.

The oncoming officers and soldiers almost subconsciously raised their chests, raised their heads, and saluted in unison.

"Sir!"

The majestic voices of the soldiers made the third prince's eyelids twitch.

"Well," came Yang Ming's voice, "Today we are going to compete with the third team, and their hands are a bit dirty. Do you know what to do if you get beaten?"

"I know! Call back!"

"Are you weak? If you don't fight back, don't you just get beaten and don't fight back?" Yang Ming scolded, "It's dirtier than them! Pass this sentence to every team member who participated in the battle today! Of course, don't attack them reproductive organs, we are just doing daily drills and battles."

"Yes, sir!"

call out!

The projected screen disappears.

General Wu Li muttered: "He is very respected by the soldiers, Your Highness, because he is very strong, and this is the atmosphere of the army."

The third prince leaned back on the chair and fell into deep thought, and quickly said: "There is no need to spend too much energy on dealing with such a small person. Isn't that right, Minister of Finance?"

"Of course, of course," the Minister of Finance said with some guilt.

The third prince smiled and said, "The Sherman Imperial Mission will arrive in Ilando in three days... Leave the guard of honor and defense to Yang Ming's brigade, you know what I mean, Uli."

General Wuli raised his eyebrows: "Let him make a small mistake? Lose the chance of promotion?"

"You look at it and handle it casually."

The third prince said: "Continue to study my second brother's economic plan, we must find out its weaknesses."

General Wuli felt uncomfortable when he heard the words.

He's really bad at this.