Yang Hai was walking and waiting in the hospital hall. He looked at the red light flashing in the emergency room and felt a little uneasy.

The hospital in Bailong Town has become a mess because of Tony's sudden fainting after the Masters final, and the doctors and nurses are in a hurry.

Yang Hai sat on the chair and forced himself to calm down, but he could not get it anyway.

After years of cultivation of the mind, the skill of calming oneself naturally has no effect at this moment.

Whether it was the loss of not winning the important championship or the concerns about Tony's life safety, Yang Hai felt that he was burned to death. He didn't know whether he was more lost or more worried now. In short, all kinds of negative emotions were coming like a tide.

He buried his face in pain in his knees.

A riot came from the corridor at the entrance of the hospital's lobby. Yang Hai was unwilling to pay attention and continued to focus on his emotions.

But the sound of arguing at the door still reached his ears.

"Let me in, I'll say it again"

"Brother, can't we really be able to adapt? We just want to go in and take a look, and it won't interfere with the work of the hospital..."

"Do you know who I am?"

...

"No." The young man on duty in the hospital hall of Bailong Town stood at the door stubbornly: "The family hall stipulates that each patient can only have two family members entering the emergency hall to wait. Please choose one person to come and wait with me, and the others will have a rest in the family waiting room."

The words of young people are the usual elegance and politeness of Singaporeans, but their tone reveals their attitude very firm.

Yang Hai knew that it was Croto's people coming.

The scene where Tony's face was pale and fell to his face appeared in front of Yang Hai again. Yang Hai felt as if a large piece of ice slid into his stomach and his whole body was a little trembling. At that moment, Tony's pale look really made Yang Hai think that he was dead.

Fortunately, the message conveyed from the abnormal heat of his thin body told Yang Hai that although he was very ill, he was still alive.

Yang Hai almost subconsciously hugged Tony and rushed to the hospital with the help of the staff.

The Bellon Cathedral was in chaos, and it was quite difficult for Cloto and others to come out of the audience, so they were half a step late.

Hearing the young doctor say this, a group of Italians suddenly became angry:

"What kind of bullshit rule is this?"

"I came to Singapore once. Not only should I worry about the safety of Lord Tony, but I also have to be angry with the hospital? Boy, you'd better pay attention to your network!"

"If Lord Tony had any three or two shortcomings?"

"Since there are two waiting places for family members, why just let us enter one?"

...

The doctor is still very young, and he is not the opponent of this group of old mafia gangsters. These Clottos are usually a prince in the Apennines and are pampered. In addition, Tony's life and death are uncertain, and his temper is more and more popular. While he is scolding, the young doctor's face is flushed and his tears are already spinning. He just holds it down. At this time, someone saw the poseidon in the emergency hall and immediately understands where the other two family members were waiting for the quota to go, and there is a sudden chaos and scolding.

Yang Hai felt that there were ten thousand flies buzzing in his ears, and he was very upset. But at this moment, he was restless and too lazy to pay attention to the group of people barking outside the door without saying a word.

After a while, the noise suddenly disappeared. Yang Hai vaguely heard the Bai Xiao's voice.

"Let poseidon watch inside, Patrick, you go in, everyone else will go outside honestly."

The young doctor was ashamed of pardon. He quickly let Patrick in and closed the door to the emergency hall.

Patrick sat beside Yang Hai without hesitation.

Yang Hai looked up and looked at the boy who had some quarrels with him before the game. Patrick also stared at him.

"What are you looking at!" Yang Hai said unkindly.

"Just, if you don't look at me, how do I know I'm watching you? Then what are you watching?" Patrick is not a good guy either.

Yang Hai did not want to play such a boring word game of chicken eggs and chickens with Patrick, and turned his head coldly and stopped talking.

The red light in the emergency room was on, ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, this silent atmosphere without knowing the result was the most awesome. Patrick couldn't sit still, stood up and wandered left and right, making Yang Hai feel upset. He couldn't help but speak, "Can you be quiet for a while?"

"Shut up! You don't know anything!" Patrick said angrily: "The doctor doesn't recommend Mr. Tony to come to the competition site at all! His body is no longer able to support high-intensity competitions! You have no chance of winning this game from the beginning. It has been delayed for so long, and if it weren't for you, Mr. Tony, wouldn't have."

"What's up to me?" Yang Hai was poked into the pain and said with a shady face: "I don't know that his body is in danger. Besides, this is a game. Even if I know, I will never show mercy."

Yang Hai was actually very worried about Tony's safety. Although he had never dealt with Tony, everyone saw what Tony did for the game industry. Moreover, at the Nebula Award ceremony last year, Tony also remembered the support of him and Viva. However, at this time, he did not want to lose his momentum in front of Patrick.

Patrick jumped up like an angry bobcat and was about to squirt, and the flashing red light in the operating room suddenly turned green.

The two of them shut up, and after registering with the doctor, they quickly walked into the operating room.

Yang Hai originally thought he would see a weak tony, but to his surprise, although tony, who had just been taken out of the nutrient solution, was still very weak, but was in good spirits. Seeing Patrick and Yang Hai walk in, a face that never saw other expressions also showed a rare smile.

Tony looked at Yang Hai and smiled and said, "What a wonderful game, I'm giving up."

Although I just lost and felt very uncomfortable, I admire Yang Hai, a senior like Tony, very much. I was convinced of this game.

Looking back now, he has tried his best. Even if he loses, it is not a pity.

Tony said this, Yang Hai calmed down and whispered: "You are better at your skills."

What did Patrick want to say? Tony interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about my situation, Patty. I'll let you observe this game carefully. Do you know that you used to watch the world and underestimate the heroes of the world?"

Patrick glared at Yang Hai. Although he was unwilling to accept it, the guy in front of him was indeed not something he could compete with now. He had to reluctantly say: "Yes, Lord Tony."

"I have handed over the work of the Privy Council to you. A day has passed. Do you feel that it is easy to do?" Tony asked with concern.

Yang Hai frowned. The term Privy Council was very sensitive. It was Croto's MI6 and the FBI. He was an outsider and was better off with a hint of a hint.

He was about to get up to avoid suspicion, but he heard Tony say, "poseidon. You should stay and listen to these things." As he said, tony turned his head and stared at Yang Hai, and said softly, "I think there are such messy things, and King Nuo Tian would not talk to you too early. But now, poseidon. Although you are still a newcomer in the game industry, you should indeed understand something."

Yang Hai looked at Tony's empty and unsightly eyes and nodded in agreement.

Although it seems that it is not good to hear other people's secrets, since Tony has already said so... Yang Hai is still very interested in the work of the Privy Council.

Yang Hai was startled as Patrick calmly reported to Tony's work.

The network of the Privy Council is so big and tentacles are far beyond his imagination. Yang Hai listened on the side and found that although most of the Crottos were in dark areas, he knew everything about what happened in the forgotten continent or what happened in the Jiuzhou Sword Immortal.

Each consortium with a slightly larger scale, their latest information, which players have been attracted, what actions have been taken, whether to hoard goods to disrupt the market, etc., these are all monitored by the Privy Council. Yang Hai even heard the latest decisions of the Dark Chamber of Commerce in it, and many things he didn't know were told from Patrick.

Yang Hai saw Patrick glaring at himself as he spoke, to express his dissatisfaction with eavesdropping on the work of the Privy Council here.

Yang Hai only felt incredible. The world is so big, with so many aristocratic families, groups, and chaebols. It is simply incredible that the Privy Council was able to compile such a large network that was airtight.

Seeing Yang Hai's dumbfounded expression, Tony smiled happily like a child.

"The Privy Council is my greatest contribution to Cloto." Tony looked at Patrick and said with emotion: "I spent half my life preparing the Privy Council's veins. Patty, don't let the Privy Council be abandoned in your hands."

"Disciple, remember," Patrick said seriously.

"poseidon, I'll ask you something." Tony said again.

"Please tell me." Yang Hai was a little puzzled.

"I have noticed you since your debut. I have been observing you for a long time." Tony said gently: "Brother Nuo has indeed trained a good disciple. I know you are a trustworthy person."

Yang Hai was a little confused. Tony said that the information was a little large.

Tony did not wait for Yang Hai to come back to his senses and said, "Part, in the future, if you take charge of the Privy Council, you will encounter difficult things that you cannot handle, so you must negotiate with poseidon. You must work together to keep our world safe."

"Mr. Tony?"

"Mr. Tony!"

Yang Hai and Patrick both thought they had heard it wrong.

He and Patrick looked at each other, thinking how could they negotiate something with such an annoying person?

And, more importantly, I (this guy) is not Cloto's person at all!

Yang Hai took the lead in opposing: "Mr. Tony, I am already considered an outspoken here today."

"Yes, Lord Tony." Patrick couldn't believe what he could hear: "Croto so many elites."

Patrick took some care of poseidon's face and didn't continue to say it, but the other two understood what this meant. Why did Cloto have so many elites cooperate with poseidon?

"poseidon, do you not want to do this? Do you look down on the Privy Council intelligence network I established?" Tony did not answer Patrick, but asked Yang Hai this way.

Yang Hai shook his head: "The Privy Council project is huge, but it is meticulous and meticulous. I think it is incredible. I admire your work very much."

"Patty, do you look down on poseidon's ability if you don't want to do this?" Tony asked Patrick.

Patrick was not easy to open his eyes and talked lies, so he had to whisper, "That guy has the ability."

"That's it." Tony sighed long: "In the moment of real test, personal grudges, and opinions, these things are not worth mentioning."

Yang Hai and Patrick looked at each other, neither of them understood the meaning of this sentence.
Chapter completed!