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Chapter 1376: Chapter 1225: Ten Consecutive Smashes (Subscribe Please!)
Shanghai Stock Market.
Tang Qing was engrossed as he watched them bustling about.
Helicopter.
United States police. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Armed Security.
Hunting Dog.
Such a big operation, looking for someone who essentially didn’t exist, was genuinely intriguing. Unfortunately, some wildlife suffered; those that couldn’t see the situation and acted out aggressively all returned to the embrace of Mother Nature.
Deep in the old forest.
Yet no one avenged them.
This bait.
As long as it exists for a day.
Kovalro will not cease.
They will desperately try to dig it out, ceaselessly. This way, it helps divert their considerable attention, making it easier for fighters to continually "take over" their various mobile divisions.
However.
One cannot always let this enemy remain ’virtual’.
Once ’tracked’ to the City.
They will find an actual person, this person is made up by a similar-looking fighter, almost convincingly real. Otherwise, not seeing the real person for a long time would make them suspicious.
For the ’Game’s continuity.
Must blend fiction with reality.
In the ’Great Escape’.
They could also cause some ’collateral damage,’ stirring up the storm.
Just like before.
The United States was preparing to stir things up in India.
They aimed at Ling, forcing him to import American weapons, but in the end, the fighters mixed things up, dragging the CIA into the mess, and implicated many American Security departments including the FBI.
Later.
Even the Polar Bear was dragged into it.
To this day.
It still hasn’t been completely settled.
Seizing this opportunity.
The fighters’ influence within the related American departments expanded swiftly, muddying the waters. This move, the more one uses it, the more one understands its power and usefulness. Tang Qing truly experienced it.
Such a good tactic.
Naturally, must continue using it.
However.
This time the target for ’collateral damage’ is mainly the CIA, an Institution controlling the largest overseas intelligence network of the United States, an exceedingly strategic nail to focus on overly would not be an exaggeration.
In summary.
For ’Kovalro’.
Make full use of it, use it to the extent possible, then let this fighter ’accidentally die’ to end the Game. He hopes that once Kovalro is taken over in the future, it will be a ’brand new’ vast Organization.
...
Mexico.
The capital, Mexico City.
In some Entertainment venue.
A boss wearing a Gold necklace was drinking merrily with his subordinates, ’clang~~~’ a Beer bottle filled with Wine was smashed on his head, which is certainly not a Movie Prop.
An ordinary wine bottle.
Smashed on the head.
That feeling.
Definitely could kill a person.
And it nearly did.
With a bottle down, this boss was already oblivious to the world, his subordinates saw this and couldn’t just stand by, just as they were about to kill the assailant, they saw him, their eyes went wide.
A ghost?
Have they seen a ghost?
Isn’t this the third in command, Bilbao, whom the boss declared dead before?
How is he still alive?
Could it be a dream?
It must be, as previously, Bilbao held quite a high prestige for being clever, and strong in combat, coupled with good economic acumen, earning them a lot of money.
Half a year ago.
He suddenly disappeared, along with some of his trusted men. Private rumors suggested the boss had gotten rid of them, but with the people gone, they could only accept the results, without the third in command, life still went on as usual.
Now.
Bilbao appeared before them.
Seeing the others staring dumbfoundedly at him, Bilbao knew it was because these people thought he was dead, scared out of their wits, he didn’t hesitate to pick up another beer bottle and continued towards the black boss.
"Clang.."
"Clang..."
"Clang..."
"..."
Ten consecutive strikes.
Accompanied by the screams of the female companions.
Finally.
The boss was silenced.
Bilbom quietly watched his former ’colleagues,’ who were almost stupefied, and said to the second-in-command not far away, "From now on, you’re the boss. This is what he owed me and my brothers."
Having said that.
Amidst the confusion.
He left.
He had to leave.
He came back this time to seek revenge. Bilbom and a group of close confidants were sold to Kovalro’s laboratory as experimental subjects by that guy, and in the end, only he survived.
Couldn’t find ’Kovalro’.
Waving his fists.
Bilbom didn’t even know where to strike.
Thinking of those brothers who died, he, born in Jianghu and unwilling to hide his identity, came to avenge his brothers, and now, the deed was done, he really had to flee.
That organization.
He couldn’t afford to provoke it.
"..."
After Bilbom left, the room was deadly silent, the second-in-command rose to be the boss, which should have been a joyous occasion, but he couldn’t feel happy at all, because he knew where Bilbom was heading.
That colossal entity.
He couldn’t afford to provoke it at all.
Authority.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say it covered the sky with one hand.
Bilbom’s appearance here.
Did that mean he joined them, becoming one of them? If so, even now that he had taken over a force of thousands of members, he had no sense of security.
If that organization wished.
Even having ten thousand men under him would be useless.
If they wanted him dead today.
He definitely wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun; this was also why he hadn’t ordered to stop Bilbom.
"Gulp..." He swallowed his saliva, looked at the people around who didn’t know what to do, and said, "Let this matter rest here. I will investigate what’s going on with Bilbom."
Having said that.
He left.
He had to inquire quickly.
After leaving the box, he contacted a member of ’Kovalro,’ who was also his liaison, and relayed what had just happened. Theoretically, he was also a conduit for ’Kovalro’s’ intelligence.
"What?"
The person on the other end was shocked too.
People sent to that island, how could they possibly come back alive? But, being just an ordinary member, he couldn’t access things too high, nor could he say it was absolutely impossible; perhaps there was an amnesty on the island.
"Wait a moment, I’ll ask."
"Okay."
Then.
After reporting up the chain.
Kovalro Headquarters.
Fukner got another shock. The issues at the New York laboratory hadn’t been resolved yet, and now there was an instance of an experimental subject escaping elsewhere. If it hadn’t been for someone showing up, they would never have noticed.
This time.
Fukner really panicked.
The scale of that New York laboratory was nothing compared to Jars’ place. One lax security allowed outsiders to sneak in and leave a ’brick,’ and another even let a person escape back to ’their origin.’
The seriousness.
It was significant.
This could ruin his later years.
A phone call.
Fukner tried to reach Jars, but unfortunately, he couldn’t get through. At the same time, all contact with the island was cut off. Such a scenario had never happened before as there were many ways to communicate with the island.
Even in a storm.
It was impossible for signals to be completely disrupted.
At this moment.
Remembering the recent troubles.
Fukner’s heart skipped a beat.
He couldn’t be that unlucky.
"Send the nearest airplane over, confirm the situation for me."
Fukner roared, praying in his heart that nothing else would go wrong. If that experimental base was also in trouble, whether he could see the sun in his latter years was still an open question.
