895: Chapter 884: Inviting Ning Fan 895: Chapter 884: Inviting Ning Fan “Since that’s the case, there’s no need to say more.
I have other matters to attend to later.
If there’s nothing urgent, you can go for now!”
Konstantin spoke with a wave of his hand, dismissing the New York City officer from the room.
The meeting had not been particularly harmonious, and the outcome was far from satisfactory for Konstantin.
“Shadow Guard, how much time is left before the meeting set by the Jews?”
Konstantin suddenly asked.
From the shadows, a voice replied, “Two hours, my lord!”
“Hmph, meeting me alone — who knows what kind of tricks those Jews are planning?
I just hope Teng Yun Geshang really brought an investor this time, instead of pulling more stunts on me!”
Collaborating with the Jews was something Konstantin genuinely didn’t want to do.
He disliked them deeply.
If it weren’t for Umbrella’s limited options now, he wouldn’t have considered any engagement with the people he despised.
“And this officer in New York City…
wasn’t he promoted by Teng Yun Geshang?
Meeting in New York City this time — what exactly is Teng Yun Geshang’s plan?
Is he trying to provoke me?”
Konstantin couldn’t tell if he was being overly sensitive or if his instincts were truly that sharp.
Teng Yun Geshang indeed had plans to target him — though Konstantin was unaware as of now.
“Lord Konstantin, is there truly no chance for reconciliation between you and Lord Teng Yun Geshang?”
The Shadow Guard suddenly asked.
Konstantin laughed coldly at his words.
“You don’t understand!”
The conflict between him and Teng Yun Geshang had been brewing for days, if not years.
From the moment he ascended to the position of Umbrella’s Number One — its leader — their relationship began to sour.
Back then, it was Teng Yun Geshang who saved his life.
If it weren’t for Teng Yun Geshang staying behind as the rear guard, Konstantin wouldn’t have retained his strength to narrowly win the competition between them.
If not for that incident, Teng Yun Geshang should have become Umbrella’s Number One…
The matter had always been a sore point for Konstantin.
Every time he remembered the past, frustration bubbled within him: “A cripple competing with me?!”
This mentality — he couldn’t even figure out when it first emerged.
Back then, he had been sincerely grateful to Teng Yun Geshang.
Having such a good brother was truly a blessing…
But now…
Brother?
Enemy?
It’s all just a matter of perspective.
As time passes, everything changes!
“Enough, I need some quiet.
Call for me half an hour in advance!”
Konstantin waved his hand again and rubbed his temples.
He no longer wanted to dwell on these matters.
Thinking about it only made him more irritated — better to leave it alone.
…
While Konstantin was preparing for the meeting with the Jews, Ning Fan unexpectedly ran into some trouble — trouble that even Fei Peilie hadn’t anticipated.
“Mr.
Ning, hello.
I’m with the FBI.
The military has tasked us with delivering an invitation to you.
If you have time, you’re welcome to visit anytime!”
An FBI agent had suddenly appeared before Ning Fan, catching him entirely off guard.
They had been quietly waiting in their hotel, ready to put on a show.
But before any drama could unfold, American FBI agents showed up with an invitation in hand.
“The military tasked you?
Which military?”
With a puzzled expression, Ning Fan realized his identity had been exposed; otherwise, the FBI would never have tracked him down.
Even Fei Peilie couldn’t suppress his murderous intent.
They had come to New York City in secrecy, crafting an elaborate illusion that Ning Fan was still in Zhonghai back in Huaxia.
Teng Yun Geshang had meticulously planned to maintain this deception.
But now, with the FBI showing up out of nowhere, how could they know Ning Fan was here?
“Also, how did you find me?
I’m very curious!”
This question wasn’t just on Fei Peilie’s mind — Ning Fan himself was deeply concerned.
When had the FBI started paying attention to him?
“Mr.
Ning, or shall I call you Lord Asura, Congress has been aware of you for quite some time.
The Pentagon and our FBI have entire dossiers and analyses about you — enough to fill an entire document room.
Everything about you is catalogued separately.
We even have friends in Huaxia who provide us with updates on your latest movements!”
“Should I take this as a threat?”
With a chilling gaze, Ning Fan felt disoriented by the Americans’ unexpected tactics.
He had been fine in Europe, but as soon as he set foot in America, they came directly at him, leaving him completely unprepared.
“Please don’t misunderstand.
You’re a valued guest.
Even if your wife visits America, we’d gladly welcome her.
If not for certain unforeseen circumstances, we wouldn’t have discovered your visit here.
We’ve heard about you and your wife’s efforts to successfully revive one of our failed projects — it’s simply astonishing!”
The FBI agent spoke theatrically, revealing details even Ning Fan hadn’t anticipated.
Clearly, this agent held a significant position.
“If you’re willing, individuals like you — and your wife — would be granted every possible privilege!”
“I’ll consider it.
If there’s nothing else, I’d like to take a nap!”
“Of course.
I’m just here to deliver the military’s invitation.
Please rest well, and if there’s an opportunity, I can arrange for you to visit the Pentagon or the White House!”
When the FBI agent departed, Ning Fan frowned, staring at the invitation bearing the signature of the U.S.
Department of Defense.
He muttered coldly, “What nonsense!”
The Department of Defense being interested in him — was this some kind of joke?
Ning Fan never expected such a surprise, though he had no interest in entertaining it.
“Lord Asura, you sure are popular.
Even the Americans treat you with such respect.
Do you know who that guy is?”
Fei Peilie asked curiously.
“Who is he?”
“He’s a head from a special FBI division focused on people like us.
He represents Congress.
If you say yes, the next U.S.
president could very well be you!”
“Heh, you do know how to joke!”
Fei Peilie had exaggerated slightly, but the gist was clear: Ning Fan was highly sought after, even by certain factions within Congress.
If Ning Fan ever agreed, the rewards he’d reap would be unimaginable.
But Ning Fan had only one response for such people: “Impossible!”
He had zero interest in involving himself in petty games with the Americans.
Still, their excessive enthusiasm puzzled Ning Fan.