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Chapter 1370: Chapter 1221: Self-Destruction? I’ll Help You (Please Subscribe!)
The Black Prison.
Africa division?
This answer.
They could not accept it at all.
A force that had previously been looked down upon was now striking right at their doorstep? Besides, they possessed such amazing technology and combat power, God, was this mocking their incompetence?
They hid it so deep.
The ambition of those behind the scenes.
Was too great.
"How do you prove it?" Jars asked.
The fighter shook his head.
"You, ’Kovalro,’ have been trying to win us over, right? Recently, you’ve even resorted to some dirty tricks, harassing our clients. And now, we’re here to collect some interest."
What?
They were here to collect interest?
Jars argued, "We are only responsible for experiments. As for what you mentioned, we didn’t do it." It was the action division’s fault; why should he be willing to let them pay with their lives?
The fighter shook his finger.
"Whether you did it or not is actually irrelevant. As long as you are members of ’Kovalro,’ you are our debtors. After all, you were the first to break the rules and make a move on our clients."
"If I use an analogy, it’s like I am running a shop and welcoming guests. Are the guests innocent, and our clients should become your targets? That’s not reasonable."
Rebuked like this.
They were speechless.
Indeed.
If ’Kovalro’ really started the trouble with someone else’s clients, then those coming for revenge didn’t need to care whether you were the perpetrator or not. In any case, it was ’Kovalro’ who involved unrelated individuals first.
"Who are you talking about?" Jars was puzzled.
Beside him.
A member of the management blurted out, "Are you talking about Tang Qing?"
"It seems you still have some smart people. Tell me, why?" the fighter asked.
"Recently, the only operation related to the Black Prison was Tang Qing’s. In order to grasp your foundation and make you reveal your weaknesses, the upper management initiated the operation. I didn’t expect..."
He.
Was not supposed to know about this task.
But.
Rats have their own channels.
The fighter nodded, "Okay, you’ve answered one question. Next, I actually have two more doubts, which means you have two more chances to exchange information, so better hurry."
"First, the location of the other divisions of ’Kovalro,’ including business, logistics, and laboratory assets; second, the location of ’Kovalro’s’ headquarters."
Hearing there were only two.
They became anxious.
"We know quite a bit more."
"Sorry, we’re not interested in the rest."
"The location of the headquarters, I don’t know the specifics because it changes often, once a year, but I know that the current headquarters is in neighboring Mexico, the exact location I’m not sure," Jars stated candidly.
"Okay, good, you’ve answered one question," the fighter said.
"I want to know how far your research on the enhancement medicine has progressed?" Jars stared intently at the fighter, not believing that the power displayed a moment ago was possible for humans. In this regard, they must be ahead of the labs.
"Enhancement medicine? Are you talking about that trash? Sorry, we don’t deal with such stuff. The side effects are too obvious, and only you treat it like some treasure," the fighter disdainfully said about their achievements.
"We’ve also discovered a kind of universal medicine," Jars wanted to claim back some face.
The fighter directly punctured this claim, "Are you talking about the Transcription Fluid?"
"How did you..."
The fighter responded, "The global flow of Transcription Fluid is under our control, all containers storing Transcription Fluid have tracking devices, and now, your Transcription Fluid should be about ten meters above my head."
"Glug..."
Several of them swallowed their saliva in unison.
Trackers?
The containers had trackers?
That was impossible.
They had checked them.
And in metal containers, the signals really couldn’t get out. But then, the other couldn’t be fooling them, "How do you have trackers? Are you cooperating with the Myanmar Medicine Group?"
"Is this the third question?" the fighter asked.
"I... wait."
Jars hastily stopped.
If they only asked this.
It was truly unbearable.
"That doesn’t count... I can tell you about the locations of other divisions..." Subsequently, they revealed some division locations they knew, initially with some hope and loyalty.
But as they reported each.
The other side stated the specific situation of those places.
Most of what they said.
Was already known to the other party; to be honest, if it weren’t for the fact that the other side was truly impressive, he would have thought it was the Organization testing their loyalty. But that was just a thought.
The Organization.
Without absolute reason.
Would not likely abandon so many of them.
"Now, there is one question left before the deal concludes."
"Wait, can I explain more?" Jars hurriedly said.
"Oh?"
"We’re going to die, and I think I shouldn’t die with a belly full of secrets. Maybe you think some information is trash, but that is the secret of the organization I’ve guarded for so many years."
...
This request.
Was truly interesting.
Just before death.
To give a speech?
Alright.
Might as well treat it as a show, villains dying because they talk too much; these people really had no chance of turning the tables, so might as well listen. Tang Qing ordered it, and the fighter said, "Alright, I’ll listen, since I’m quite free."
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