Chapter 727: Trouble Begins in Nashada (Part 1)
726. Trouble Begins in Nashada (Part 1)
“This…” Francis Underwood was a little embarrassed, “ After our investigation, it was found that Pruell-Barron embezzled funds during the project and enriched herself. In order to cover up the negative impact caused by insufficient funds, she demolished the east wall to pay for the west wall and hired a group of prisoners to carry out escort work. , because the price charged by these prisoners is much lower than that of the regular escort group..."
"So, the news spread from these prisoners?" Das Malthael's voice became colder.
"Indeed." Francis Underwood lowered his head.
"I think, as a punishment for leaking information, the place where the prisoners are should be filled with blood, right?" Darth Malthael's voice was now as terrifying as the devil under the Nine Netherworld.
It is unimaginable that just 10 minutes ago, he was laughing and joking with Murate on the Astro-class frigate. Of course, Murate may be the only person he can talk and laugh with now.
"This..." Cold sweat began to flow from Francis Underwood's forehead. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, "I am asking the Intelligence Department to investigate which group of prisoners leaked. Eliminate...uh..."
Darth Malthael raised his hand and shook it. The terrifying dark side force traveled through time and space, instantly strangling Francis Ann on the other side of the galaxy. Derwood's neck, and then directly lifted him up!
Francis struggled violently and danced, but he couldn't even touch or see the thing holding his neck. He could only move around desperately, and his face almost turned purple.
At this time, Darth Malthael raised his hand and Francis was thrown to the ground with a plop. He rubbed his bruised neck and breathed in air.
“Listen, my dear Prime Minister. I don’t care if I killed the wrong person, or if these people had any other reasons. I only know that they leaked my information, That's enough! I can tolerate failure, but I will never tolerate stupidity! Let alone betrayal!" Darth Malthael said coldly, "Tell me the creed of the fourth civilization."
"I...I am a natural disaster..."
"Very good, where are those prisoners from?"
"The prisoners of the planet Kosher, they launched The riots killed republican officials and now they are in a state of autonomy and they will do anything to make money.”
"Then, sign the order, in your name." Darth Malthael said.
"Yes... I obey."
"Then, I will tell you how the fourth natural disaster works." After Darth Malthael finished speaking, he cut off the communication. , turned around and went to the elevator of the tower, and came to the center of the tower -
The headquarters office of Titan Security.
Here, Mira Han, Wang Bin, BigBoss and Ni Yongxiao are all here. Obviously they have received the order and are ready.
"How is the situation between Gadulla and Jabba going now?" Darth Malthael asked. "Judging from the current situation, the combination of the two of them, and the alliance between the Besadi family and the Desiligic family, is almost inevitable. From the Hutt's point of view, they also believe that this is the most advantageous The ending." Wang Bin adjusted his glasses and said.
"The Hutts may feel that they have been too comfortable recently!" Darth Malthael laughed ferociously, "Do they think that the Galactic Republic will split and a civil war will break out? , their chance will come? Tatooine will still be mine! Christopher Sith, they can't even think about entering! Hahahaha..."
"I have already made a plan and am just waiting for your order," BigBoss said with a cigar in his mouth. "In ten years, we have taken root in Nashada and are no longer here. It’s time to get a foothold here. Now, it depends on how you plan to fight.”
Several people present took pictures of Darth Malthael’s terrifying power, but he still looked like he was twitching as usual. smoking a cigar.
"Alok Besadi Aura." Darth Malthael said the name coldly, "He did see that I was gradually infiltrating among the Hutts, and he wanted to stop it. So he did not hesitate to form an alliance with his lifelong enemy, the Desiligic family. Jabba, who also understood this, would naturally not refuse... As for Gadula, she is just a loser, and she can't make any decisions."
"But...the Besadi family under the rule of Gadula is a good family." Ni Yongxiao said lightly.
"The Besadi family is still very stable at present, and Alok does have two brushes. It's just... that the Desiligic family may not be able to do so." Das-Mathail said , "A year ago on the planet Kip, Jabba's father, Zorba Desiligic Tiur, was arrested there before and sentenced to 45 years in prison. However, among the Desiligic family , mainly Jabba's uncles, Giljak Desiligic and Jabba, were very happy to see this result, so they did not take any action to rescue him, although for the Hutt's wealth and power Say, it's easy. Mira Han, it's up to you to rescue Zorba."
Mira Han said excitedly: "Is the planet Kip under the jurisdiction of the Republic? Range, if I want to go there to rescue people, I will definitely need the cover of the fleet!"
"Ah, Matt Horner's A fleet has not had any combat missions recently, and I heard that he just took over 10 A new battleship has sufficient strength now. You can coordinate with him yourself." Darth Malthael smiled, "Then..."
"I will go to Ziro the Hutt to find her. As for you, Big Boss, before I act, I have some things to go to the planet Keshel. Bring all the Kali people with me, and then come with me." Darth Malthael said.
“Your murderous aura can almost be seen with the naked eye.” BigBoss said calmly.
"Yes, now...I am very hungry..." Golden light appeared again in Darth Malthael's eyes.
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Francis Underwood stumbled back to his mansion. He came to the bar and poured himself a full glass of wine, but he just drank it. After taking a small sip, he stood there and meditated.
A hand stretched out from the side and took the wine glass.
Francis didn't look back, the scent of perfume had already told him that this was his wife, Claire Underwood.
Claire also took a sip of wine, looked at the bruises on Francis' neck, and asked: "What? I thought only the Parliament of the Confederation of Independent Systems would fight. It seems that here on the Dawn Planet , seems to be making a lot of noise?”
(End of this chapter)