Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 205: This debuff can't even wait for 1 second?

Eisen knew in his heart that any hesitation for even a second would be disrespectful to his own life.

"I'll deal with my cousin! Mr. Agent, please apologize to Mr. Tennessee on my behalf. Also, I'll give you an unlimited black card as apology. Please pass it on," Essen said tactfully. "Your reward will also be delivered along with it, so please rest assured."

Fūya Ling responded with a smile, "Of course. Please believe that we will be the most trustworthy friends in this matter."

Essen laughed, and after a meaningless exchange of pleasantries, the two of them hung up the phone at the same time after leaving a strange email address that did not leave any evidence.

Fūya Rei lowered his eyes to look at the phone that had ended the call, sneered, and put the computer on his knees.

The code that was flashing rapidly just now has stopped. During the time he was on the phone, the monitoring software had been quietly installed in Schindler Essen's mobile phone.

He raised the corner of his mouth and modified the intelligence that the FBI was tracking down the organization's illegal laboratory into that the FBI was tracking down the private research institutes of American capitalists and had obtained information about genetic warriors. He also sent the locations of the three research institutes organized by the organization to the email address given by Essen.

I picked up the headphones and put them on, listening to the voice on the other end.

After about three minutes, Eisen, seemingly having finished reading the information, took a deep breath and quickly dialed a number, saying, "Mr. Baibuli, whatever your urgent matter is, I need you to go to the address I gave you immediately and retrieve the information inside. If you can recruit mercenaries to cooperate with you and successfully complete the mission, I will increase your compensation tenfold."

A faint laugh emanated from the other side. It was the voice of an international mercenary, accompanied by blood and freedom. "I hope you will keep your word, sir. Otherwise, I will personally go to your location and tear your head off."

Hearing this, Fūya Rei decisively took off his headphones, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Essen actually found Strawberry Daifuku.

Although he knew that Strawberry Daifuku was a famous mercenary in the other world, this was indeed too much of a coincidence.

He subconsciously looked at the system panel.

[Backstab all allies and friends debuff is now in effect]

This message is slowly emitting a faint light, as if mocking oneself.

Furuya Rei: ...Can't you wait even for a minute?

Although he was aware of the properties of the agent, the effect was too immediate.

The Schindler family was looking for someone to complete the task and they found him directly.

Bai Buri is the strawberry daifuku from the dessert club.

He was silent for a moment and did not send a message to Bai Buli. Instead, he put his phone aside and typed on the computer.

After a while, the names of the chaebols that had been investigated appeared on the computer one by one.

The relationships between them are connected by various lines, forming one fat cartoon mouse after another.

The mouse button stopped at a little mouse. The American capitalists revealed on the mouse were very old and had a long tradition. They even had close relations with several presidents in the past.

They are rare beings who have no connection to the organization, but some of their family members have a grudge against Schindler, some are backed by the American Academy of Sciences, and some pursue the occult...

There are politicians in every family of theirs, and even any member of the family can be taken out to quickly build a military factory.

This is their strength and confidence. They are arrogant in their bones and look down on everyone equally.

With a click of the mouse button, a series of obscure messages and contact information were completely revealed to him in an unreasonable manner.

He directly edited a mass email and sent the organization's research base and some experimental data to the mailboxes of these capitalists.

When they verify the experimental data and discover the research that is ahead of their time, the organization can no longer hide, and the chaebols involved with the organization will experience an unprecedented purge.

These powerful Americans who have the world as their toy will never be easily persuaded to join in and get a piece of the pie. They will just take the whole thing away.

Their arrogance and power will become a sword pointing at all tycoons who are weaker than them.

No one is worthy of owning the same treasure as them, let alone making them give up their interests.

After driving the tiger to devour the wolf, Jōya Ling decisively sent the email, then slowly logged out of the mailbox and slowly closed the computer.

He was not worried at all about whether the organization would have a stronger background, as there would always be more means to deal with future troubles.

The moment he closed the computer, he seemed to see the earthquake in the Japanese chaebol circle, the interruption of the organization's industrial chain and capital chain, and the boss struggling to deal with that group of arrogant gentlemen.

[Warning, warning, the world line is starting to backfire, and we are setting up a defense line for you!]

‘Boom——’

A huge roar sounded in his head, causing Jiang Gu Ling to bleed from all seven orifices.

The backlash of the world line was enough to prove that what he did was not in vain.

Fūya Rei seemed to want to laugh, but he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids.

Xila, who was sitting next to him, smelled the blood around his father at the first time and noticed that his body instantly weakened.

Her cute blue cat eyes suddenly shrank, like a frightened cat.

"Father--"

Xila called out softly, his eyes sliding over the blond young man who seemed to have lost consciousness.

The blade on his fingertip slid out, and he looked warily at the driver who noticed something was wrong and stopped the car immediately.

Seeing the driver get out of the car and stand by, she stretched out her thin little hand and placed it on her father's pulse.

Again and again, the beating is subtle, yet very stable.

Xila's heart suddenly relaxed, but his eyes were extremely confused.

She didn't understand what this emotion was, and couldn't even react. She could only curl herself up beside her master like a weapon that would never stab her master, quietly and loyally accompanying him from cradle to death.

Xila thought, maybe she was broken.

She hasn't had her car repaired for a long time, which is why she has this inexplicable emotion.

She opened her mouth, wanting to report to her father about the abnormality in her body.

Not hiding things from your father is the most basic principle.

Looking at her father's pale cheeks and blood oozing from his seven orifices, she still didn't say anything.

Let’s wait until father gets better.

If her father died, she would break her body with him, and there would be no need to report any abnormalities in her body.

Outside the car, the driver glanced through the window out of the corner of his eye.

In the back seat of the car, two blond figures, one big and one small, were leaning against each other. The smaller one even curled up in the arms of the bigger one, like two cats keeping each other warm.

cute.

He sighed and quickly sent a message to his boss, Lord Gibson.

"Sir, the gentleman you asked me to escort seems to be having health problems. He is not feeling well now."