Life Copy Game

Chapter 1175 Recipe (Two updates, please vote for me)

"Didn't you say it has the most advanced security system in the Federation?"

Borrick watched him walking straight towards the silent villa and asked casually.

"There's one thing I haven't said yet,"

Weiken raised his hand and glanced at the biometric device of the villa, "This villa belongs to me."

The figure in a black trench coat next to him handed a bracelet to his hand. He picked up the bracelet and operated it before walking quickly towards the closed door, "Now, it's time to get my things back."

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"Let me tell you, your boss is a pure idiot."

In the middle of the broad and bright hall, there is a simple urban sand table. Several figures wearing security force uniforms are surrounding the sand table. One of the scar-faced figures looked at the tall and thin figure opposite and mocked.

"Oh, your boss is the idiot."

The tall and thin figure retorted.

"Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel,"

A fat figure on the side said, "If you ask me, your bosses are all idiots."

"What the hell?"

Scarface immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"Brothers,"

Another broad-faced man on the side lit a cigarette, "Tell me, why don't we send some people back to protect us?"

"Isn't there a lot of people in this villa? There is also the security system of the Ives space system. Let alone people, even flies can't get in."

The tall and lanky man smiled and said, "The most important thing is, who told us bosses to be afraid of death? One team will be transferred from the east and another team will be transferred from the west. There won't be much left for us."

"Oh, you are indeed an idiot."

The broad-faced man took off his cigarette butt and sighed.

"Let me tell you,"

The scar-faced man turned around and spat, "That old bastard Wiccan is the idiot. If he hadn't arranged for people to surround the FBI building, how could we have such tight manpower now?"

Bang--

The closed door was kicked open, and the sudden sound of gunshots entered the hall along the kicked door.

"Everyone,"

A figure wearing a large cotton coat and a bowler hat walked out of the door. He looked at everyone in the hall, took off his bowler hat, revealed his old face, and asked with a smile, "Who do you think is the idiot?"

Figures in black with murderous expressions filed in from behind him, surrounding everyone in the hall.

"Wiccan, didn't you, old bastard, get caught?"

The scar-faced man looked at Wiccan and mocked, "Why did you crawl out of the sewer?"

Buzz——

The silver sword flashed past, and bright red blood spurted out from the cut neck, scattering on the sand table and on everyone's cheeks.

The scar-faced man's head fell to the ground and his body fell backwards.

The figure in black standing next to the scar-faced man stuck out his tongue, licked the blood splattered on his lips, then withdrew the blade and retreated into the crowd.

"Everyone,"

Wiccan glanced at everyone in the hall and smiled, "Who do you think is an idiot?"

"I'm a fool, I'm a fool."

The fat man raised his blood-spattered hands and said tremblingly.

"Lord Wiccan, we are idiots."

Immediately afterwards, everyone around raised their hands and said tremblingly.

"A bunch of losers,"

Wiken sighed, walked to the sand table, and looked at the sand table city that was spattered with blood, "Is this Mingte City?"

He raised his head and glanced at the trembling figures around him, "Now, I personally serve as the commander of all the security forces of Note Intelligence and West Steel. Do you agree?"

"this."

These figures looked at each other, hesitantly.

At this time, the figure in black robe standing behind them had drawn his knife.

"Recognition, recognition,"

The fat man quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Weiken is originally the CEO of Note Intelligence in Mingte City. He has been operating in Mingte City for many years. He has done good deeds and has a great reputation. You are the most suitable to lead us. The security force is originally It’s up to you to take over.”

"That's right, that's right."

Other figures on the side immediately echoed.

"Mr. Wicken should be in charge of the security forces."

"Mr. Wicken, we have been waiting for you."

"Mr. Wicken, that murderous Sauter actually tied you into the FBI building. We are discussing how to rush in and rescue you?"

"That's right, you didn't see that we were discussing here just now. This guy is a dead guy. He has been objecting. For God's sake, we have long been unhappy with him. If you didn't come, we would have Let’s kill him.”

"That's right, Mr. Wicken, you are the sky in Mingte City. When you come, the sky will light up."

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"alright!"

Wiken raised his hand, interrupted these people's words, and said calmly, "Call and call all your troops back."

The entire hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at each other, seemingly hesitant.

"What the trash behind you can give you,"

Wiccan lowered his head and said calmly, "I can also give you, and I can give you even more. They still need to fight for power and the position of a leader to realize their promise to you, and I, myself, am this The leader of the city.”

He swept everyone's cheeks and said, "I will give you a chance to follow me now."

Everyone looked at each other and seemed a little moved.

At this time, the tall and thin man in the crowd suddenly stood up and said quickly, "Mr. Wicken, you are indeed very powerful, but I'm sorry, my boss treated me..."

Buzz——

The silver sword light flashed past.

The figure in black standing on one side licked the blood on the blade and put the blade back into the scabbard.

The tall and thin man's head and body fell to the ground separately.

This time, blood even splashed on Wiken's cotton-padded clothes. His face was calm and unmoved, and he continued to look at everyone, "Everyone, the time to think is over."

"I'll call right now, I'll call right now."

The broad-faced man on the side said immediately.

"Mr. Wickan, I have an urgent need to pee."

A figure said quickly.

The figure in black standing behind him took a step forward.

Hearing the footsteps, the figure immediately said, "Mr. Wicken, I don't have the urgency to pee anymore. I don't have the urgency to pee anymore. I'll call right away."

Wiccan glanced at the figure in black who came out. The figure in black did not retreat because the figure changed his words, but held the scabbard with some emotion.

The figure in black windbreaker standing next to Wiccan waved his hand. The figure in black hesitated for a moment and then stepped back.

Behind everyone, the red-haired man leaned against the door frame, lit a cigarette, and watched everything with a smile.

After the security force officers finished making phone calls in twos and threes, Weiken glanced at the figure in black trench coat next to him.

The figure in black trench coat nodded and made a gesture.

The surrounding figures in black immediately withdrew and stood guard in front of the door.

The figure in black trench coat stood calmly at the door.

Weiken looked back at the red-haired man leaning against the door frame and said calmly, "Follow me."

Then he turned his head, ignoring the trembling officers around him, and walked over the blood and corpses on the ground to the small door on the side of the hall, opened the small door, and walked into the corridor behind the small door.

"These crazy people who are messing with the church."

The two of them walked forward for dozens of meters, and Weiken said coldly.

"I thought you were going to show off your thunderous skills."

Borrick laughed.

"I just asked them to teach these guys a lesson, I didn't ask them to kill anyone,"

Wiken's face was cold, "With these two dead, their troops are completely out of control, and we have fewer manpower."

"Isn't it normal for something to go wrong if you seek skin from a tiger?"

Borrick glanced at Wiccan and said casually.

"These crazy people."

Wiccan took a deep breath and stopped in front of a wall.

"I thought you would let me stay there to prevent the Chaos Church from killing a few more officers."

Borric asked with a smile.

"The guy in the trench coat has some sense and can control people,"

Wiccan put his hand on the wall and said coldly, "Even if he can't control it, my life is more valuable than those idiots outside."

"You are really afraid of death,"

Borrick shrugged, lit a cigarette, and continued to ask, "Speaking of which, can you confirm your authority with such a small number of security forces?"

"I'm also the CEO of Note Intelligence,"

Wiken said calmly, "I have the military force in my hands, both the name and the force. What can the remaining trash do with me?"

Buzz——

Following his words, the wall in front of him suddenly receded, and then slid aside, revealing a narrow study room with a bookshelf and a desk.

Wiccan walked straight into the secret room, and Borrick followed him curiously.

Soon, Wiccan walked to the desk. He raised his hand and touched the side of the desk.

Click——

With a soft sound, a hole opened in the wall on the side of the desk, revealing the safe inside.

Wiccan put his hand on the safe, verified his identity, and opened the safe.

Some long black objects appeared in Borrick's field of vision.

Wiccan took out all these long items, five in total, in the shape of a rectangular parallelepiped. He kept one and handed four to Borrick.

"These four are encrypted hardware wallets. The accounts in them are worth 7 million, 6 million, 8.5 million, and 3.5 million federal coins respectively. A total of 25 million. The exchange rate is not fixed, but it should be about this much. Money, this is a deposit for you.”

"Can,"

Borrick reached out and took the four hardware wallets and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to actually give money."

"Do you think I climbed all the way up just by betraying and killing people?"

Wicken looked at Borrick and smiled, "When doing business, credibility is very important."

"Then our agreement is to help you return to the top of the two major consortiums. Now that you have controlled the security forces, it is almost equivalent to returning to the two major consortiums,"

Borrick looked at the old man in front of him, "Is it time for you to pay the full amount?"

"I'm not quite done taking charge yet,"

Weiken shook his head, "Our agreement is not over yet."

Borrick raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said nothing.

"Can you help me stop other people from coming in?"

At this time, Wiccan continued.

"OK."

Borrick knew that he was trying to get away from him and walked out of the secret room.

Buzz——

And almost the moment he walked out of the secret room, the door behind him slowly closed.

Borric leaned against the wall, playing with the hard wallet in his hand.

The soundproofing of this villa was very good, everything fell into silence, and there was no sound coming from behind the walls.

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In the secret room, Wicken looked up at the closed secret door, raised his hand, and pressed it on the bookshelf beside him.

Then, the bookshelf slowly opened, revealing a room with a small bed inside.

Wicken walked into the deep secret room and closed the secret door that was integrated with the bookshelf.

Then he raised the bracelet, connected to the secret room network, made a phone call, and quickly said, "Sir, I have taken control of all the remaining security forces."

"Not bad,"

A calm voice sounded from the bracelet, "If you can do this, I can go to the West Steel Board and ask them to give you the temporary charge of West Steel in Mint City. You did a good job. After this is completed, I will nominate you to the board of directors."

"Thank you, sir,"

Wicken nodded, "I will arrange everything."

"By the way,"

The bracelet sounded again, accompanied by a light sound of "hum---", a message was sent to Wicken's bracelet, "If you really encounter obstacles, you can try to "trade" with Sote."

"What is this?"

Wicken looked at the information in the bracelet.

"A friend asked me to pass it to you, something that Sote would "feel" - the secret medicine formula of "Talent Sequence 177: Collaborator."

The calm voice said slowly.

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