Life Copy Game

Chapter 1132 Irons’ Attitude (please vote for this big chapter)

The bright sunshine shines on the tall buildings that reflect the light.

A line of SUVs lined up on the wide street, all plainly painted with the FBI's rudimentary emblems on them.

Figures in suits and ties were being followed by gun-toting FBI agents and being ‘sent’ off-road vehicles.

The security personnel of Music Note Intelligence worked hard to set up a cordon around the perimeter to block the outside world's eyes. However, the more this happened, the more and more people gathered around the street.

The dense crowd watched the well-dressed figures being 'escorted' to the off-road vehicle.

Some of them were confused, some were confused, but most of them excitedly raised their wristbands to live broadcast and take photos.

The brown-haired middle-aged man glanced at the crowd that had formed a circle outside. His face was livid. He raised his head, as if he wanted to angrily scold He Ao who was standing next to him.

But his eyes only caught He Ao's glance, and he trembled, as if he had glimpsed the most ferocious beast in the wilderness, and lowered his head.

"Mr. Sauter, everyone is on board,"

Hull stood beside He Ao and reported carefully.

"OK."

He Ao didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man's movements. His eyes swept across the row of motorcades.

There were a total of twenty executive directors in the conference room. One died, and nineteen were left. Plus seven FBI agents, they crowded into six SUVs.

There was an FBI agent in each of the five cars. The last car contained Ho-O, Hull, Rembert, the head of West Steel, and Weekn, the head of Note Intelligence.

He Ao looked forward and looked at the security personnel responsible for maintaining order around him.

As early as when He Ao came down, the security of the building from Music Note Intelligence caught up.

But when they saw the group executives being ‘caught’, they didn’t dare to do anything.

Then, with He Ao’s enthusiastic exchanges, they ‘sponsored’ these six off-road vehicles.

Of course, in addition to these six off-road vehicles, He Ao also asked these security personnel for six remote-controlled bombs, which were placed in the off-road vehicles.

This caused these executives to get into the car with trepidation.

"If you want to humiliate us, that should be enough, right?"

The old-looking Wicken was supported by a middle-aged man, Rembert, and climbed onto the off-road vehicle. He glanced across the crowded crowd and looked at He Ao, his face ashen.

"It was not my idea to keep people out."

He Ao shook his head slightly, smiled and got into the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle.

Hull, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked back at the two people behind him.

Stopping people and clearing the field is something that Note Intelligence and West Steel are used to doing.

They are accustomed to paving the way domineeringly, enjoying the fearful and envious ‘looks’ of ordinary people outside the circle.

But now, their men are just doing it again out of habit.

This time, they are still the ‘focus’.

It’s just that this ‘focus’ is no longer the ‘focus’ they like.

Looking at the flashing lights outside and the figures holding up their wristbands to take photos, Rembert, a middle-aged man sitting in the back row, stretched out his hand to close the privacy curtain.

Then he discovered that the crude SUV had no privacy curtains at all.

He could only try to lean back on the chair to prevent himself from being photographed by people outside.

At this time, Heer, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at He Ao.

He Ao raised his hand gently.

Hull sent a signal to the vehicle in front, and the entire convoy slowly set off, heading towards the FBI building.

"Saote, we are just the heads of the Mingte City branch."

The old man Weiken, who was sitting next to Rembert, said coldly, "If you arrest us, the group headquarters can still send people to command the two major consortiums, and even remotely command directly from Wetland. Even if you can delay it for a day or two, you can still What's the use?"

He sneered, "You can't think that we can command the mercenary group outside the city, right? I can tell you the truth, we also serve the mercenary group, and only Wetland's board of directors can command them."

"So why do these two mercenary groups go to such trouble to come here?"

He Ao looked back at the old man and asked with a smile, "I still need you to be careful."

"Didn't you watch the news?"

Weiken glanced at He Ao and said coldly, "Exercises, consortium mercenary group exercises, aren't they normal? Are there any problems with our local branch providing supplies and logistics?"

It was indeed on the news, but this morning.

When the two major mercenary groups were stationed outside Mingte City and could no longer hide their presence, the two major consortiums came out to hold a press conference, stating that the mercenary groups of the two major consortiums would conduct exercises in the area around Mingte City.

"The exercise requires bringing troops into the city?"

He Ao continued to laugh and asked.

Wiccan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just snorted coldly, "No matter what you do now, you will be a trapped beast and will die. This city cannot protect you, and no one wants to protect you."

His voice gradually increased, with a slight sneer, "Didn't you notice that you have been back all night, and Irons still hasn't sent any notice. Is it because they don't know your situation? You are dying, Sauter. "

Heer who was driving carefully turned his head and glanced at He Ao beside him.

The deputy chief of staff of the FBI was attacked by the evil god church and almost died in the wilderness, and the director of the local FBI branch even colluded with the evil god church to assassinate the superior.

This incident was a bit too big.

According to regulations, anyone should report such a big event.

He didn't know whether the Soter in front of him had reported the news to the FBI headquarters, but he was sure that most of the people who stayed in the FBI, including the four people who left yesterday, should have reported it.

But the result they got was no result.

Even if the FBI headquarters was afraid of the scandal, it should arrange internal personnel to investigate and support.

But until now, Ains has not sent any message of condolences, nor has he dispatched any support and investigation team, nor has he reprimanded or transferred any orders.

It seems that the city of Minter, which is not far from Ains itself, is in a black hole with a network cut off at this moment, and there is no news coming in or out.

Even the information they reported in the past was like a drop in the ocean, and no response was received.

It was as if nothing had happened in Mint City as usual.

This strange silence weighed on everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.

After all, if there was no support from the FBI headquarters, the so-called Mint City FBI would only have a dozen of them and an empty building.

Can they really rely on these to resist the fully armed consortium mercenary group?

The mercenary group could even blow up the entire building without entering it.

He glanced at 'Sote' next to him again.

And Heo didn't seem to notice the look of his companion beside him. He just raised his eyes calmly, glanced at the old man in the rearview mirror, and said hoarsely,

"I am still the deputy chief of staff of the FBI."

Hearing this, Wicken's face changed slightly and he didn't say anything.

And Heo just calmly put away his eyes and looked forward.

According to 'Sote's' habit, he naturally wrote a report last night.

But what surprised him was not that there was no response to this report, but the silence of Ains.

As a former "core member" of the Order Church, He Ao was actually very clear about the influence of the Order Church in Ains.

The worst preparation he made was that the FBI in Ains suddenly issued a notice this morning, asking him to "resign" and locking his FBI permissions and accounts.

In this case, he would directly lose the FBI's golden body and the power to mobilize FBI personnel in Mint City.

At the same time, this would also send a signal.

He was "abandoned" by Ains.

Abandoned people naturally have no use value, and Lockett can no longer use him as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the two major consortiums. The mercenaries of the two major consortiums will be released into Mint City within an hour of his "resignation".

Of course, He Ao would not have to wait for the "siege" of the mercenaries of the two major consortiums at that time.

The security forces surrounding the FBI building could rush in as soon as he was "resigned" and attack and block him as an "outsider" in the name of helping the FBI "clean up the house".

Then he naturally wouldn't have the opportunity to sit in this car and escort the top executives of the two consortiums to the FBI building.

But the reality is that Ains was silent.

Silence itself is an attitude.

He Ao estimated that the report that made him "resign" should be on a certain desk, and then it stopped there, and it was no longer carried out according to the process.

Some people in Ains did not want him to be killed so easily by the two consortiums and their allies, and still hoped that he could do something.

Regardless of the purpose, these people are his supporters now.

Several names flashed through He Ao's mind, but he was not sure which one or which ones were supporting him.

Sote's popularity in Ains was not good. Although he did not offend anyone, it was difficult for him to have deep exchanges and ties with many people because his bottom line was too high.

I just don't know what these "supporters" from Ains hope he can do, and what their interests are.

Perhaps, if we "make" some more noise, we can know what they think.

But in the final analysis, it is unrealistic to use the pity of others as the foundation of power. It is still necessary to quickly build a force that is completely consistent with one's own interests and goals.

While He Ao was thinking, Hull, who heard what He Ao had just said, was also slightly stunned. Obviously, he also realized that there seemed to be some deep contradictions in this.

He retracted his gaze and continued to drive forward.

Although he didn't know what the big shots in Ains were thinking, he knew that Mr. "Sote" would always have a way.

Before today, he had never thought that one day he would be able to stand at the top of the Note Intelligence Building and point fingers at those high masters.

Now, the heads of West Steel and Note Intelligence are sitting behind him. These two people who once covered the sky with one hand in Mint City are now shrinking in the back seat, trying to hide their unbearableness.

This "Mr." from Ains seems to have some ability to create miracles.

In fact, the identity of the FBI is useless?

If the FBI is really useful, these masters should not have sat in this car until today.

He looked ahead, thinking somewhat divergently.

Beside him, He Ao leaned against the passenger door, looking at the dense crowd outside.

Under the "escort" of the security personnel, the number of onlookers not only did not decrease, but increased.

'Sote' was not a native of Mingte City, and he did not know what the moral level of Wester Steel and Note Intelligence was in Mingte City.

After all, the recognition of the consortium cannot be generalized. For example, the Nolanka Group had a good reputation in Kaya City because of a series of policies of Wei'an's father, even before 'Weian' took office.

But judging from the uncontrollable smiles of the onlookers outside, the two major consortiums should have nothing to do with the word morality in Mingte City.

The crowded crowd even blocked the road for a time, and was eventually forced open by the security personnel.

In this situation of "feasting all the way", even the old man Wicken, who had been trying to keep "calm", tried to shrink back and try not to let people see him.

He Ao swept his eyes across the crowd and soon saw a familiar face in the crowd.

It seemed to be one of the two receptionists of the Note Intelligent Building just now, handing the elevator card to Hull. She somehow mixed into the crowd and was taking pictures with a bracelet.

When He Ao looked at her, she seemed to see He Ao's eyes, raised her hand, smiled and waved to He Ao three times, as if to attract He Ao's attention.

Then she slowly retreated and disappeared into the street.

He Ao glanced at the direction she disappeared.

Judging from the movements, it seems that she has received professional combat training.

But there seems to be no breath of extraordinary people on her.

Watching the receptionist go away, He Ao's hand brushed the bracelet.

He had just used the same method to get Rembert's bracelet and "asked" the password through the mark.

Now Eve is retrieving all the information of Wester Steel and Note Intelligence through the authority of Rembert and Wicken.

When Howe and Wicken were "talking" just now, he also put the mark on Wicken.

He also directly obtained the "purpose" of the two major consortium mercenary groups from Wicken, the "branch head" of Note Intelligence.

But this "purpose" made Howe a little confused.

From the "notice" Wicken received, the main purpose of the two major mercenary groups was to kill "Sote".

Of course, in addition to this, the two major mercenary groups also have a "secondary purpose".

That is, in recent years, there have been a group of wilderness wanderers near Mingte City who are keen on attacking the caravans of the two major consortiums.

After they get rid of "Sote", they still need to stay for a while to clean up all the wilderness wanderers around them and leave only the obedient ones.

In order to kill "Sote", Wicken asked all security personnel to block the FBI building to prevent "Sote" from escaping.

But he did not tell others about this real purpose. At the same time, he tried his best to bring together the local forces of the two major consortiums.

Because he wanted to use the power of the two major mercenary groups to completely eliminate the power of the municipal government, so that he could directly hollow out the municipal government.

And the benefits given to Wester Steel can be replenished through the fully controlled municipal government.

Then after the two major mercenary groups left, he used the municipal government to squeeze Wester Steel out of Mint City little by little.

In comparison, Rembert of Wester Steel thought much simpler. On the way down, He Ao put a mark to test the "person in charge".

Rembert only roughly knew the "cause" of the two major mercenary groups and received an order to cooperate, but he didn't care about this.

He only cared about how to get short-term benefits from Note Intelligence. If he got these benefits and achieved results, he could be promoted to Vitland.

As for what would happen to Mint City in the future, he didn't care.

All this seemed reasonable, but He Ao felt a little weird.

He had previously thought that the two major financial groups had brought two mercenary groups here just to kill ‘Sote’, which was a bit too much.

Now that the ‘wilderness wanderers’ were added, it seemed that it could be explained reluctantly.

After all, it does require manpower.

And this was the answer that was ‘heard’ directly from the heads of the two major financial groups. They just followed this direction, but added a little bit of their own thoughts.

As the investigation deepened, this muddy water seemed to become clearer on the surface, but it seemed to be even more difficult to see the bottom.

He Ao’s hand brushed over the bracelet.

Now, he only hoped that the information Eve sorted out from the database of the two major financial groups would be helpful to him.

The enemy of the two major financial groups’ mercenary groups is indeed powerful, but this strength does not seem to match the difficulty of this mission.

What exactly is the ‘siege of order’ mentioned in the system task?

Countless thoughts flashed through He Ao’s mind, and his sight passed through the crowd, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure in the alley under the high-rise building.

The thin figure who had passed him outside the mayor's mansion.

At this moment, the figure was sitting on the flower bed, staring blankly at the deepest part of the alley.

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