Others are going through the apocalypse, but I am invincible

Jin Gong took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the lenses with a special cloth: "It's a bother, but it's okay."

"Oh, I have something to tell you." Sima Ming sat across from the desk and said in a low voice.

"Please go ahead."

"It just happened." Sima Ming explained the details and expressed his concerns.

Jin Gong put on his gold-rimmed glasses again: "I just heard from my assistant that you don't have to worry."

"But now Zhuo Ling can't be contacted, and I have sent someone to check the situation. I believe that there will be news back soon."

"Oh? Zhuo Ling can't be contacted?" Jin Gong was surprised. Could there be any changes in the white fog he developed?

Sima Ming nodded. It was hard not to think of something when he couldn't contact people and the terrifying shouting.

"Then let's wait a little longer, just in case the other party is just busy."

"I hope so."

Jin Gong patted Sima Ming's shoulder: "Chairman, you are so old, and you still stay up late with us young people. We really admire you."

"It's all for the great cause of rebirth. It doesn't matter if I suffer a little. I just hope that Director Jin can develop better weapons to defeat the enemy."

"Chairman, just put your heart in your stomach. The research and development of weapons will not stop. Only stronger ones will come out in the future."

Sima Ming smiled immediately: "Thank you, Director Jin, and please thank the president for me."

"When you mentioned the president, I just happened to go back to report my work. Do you want to join me?" Jin Gong asked with a smile.

Sima Ming paused for a moment, and then a smile reappeared on his face: "At this time, if I leave, I am afraid that it will shake people's hearts. I still have to ask Director Jin to help me pass on the message."

"In an emergency, the president will not blame you."

"Thank you, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Head, go to bed early and don't be too tired."

"Director Jin, you too." Sima Ming got up and left.

After the door was closed, Jin Gong rubbed his forehead. Zhuo Ling lost contact, and it seemed that something was really wrong.

After thinking for a while, Jin Gong arranged his own special helicopter to wait, and copied some experimental data in the office and took them away without leaving any traces.

Because Jin Gong suspected that Zhuo Ling had encountered No. 9. If he really encountered No. 9, these people would definitely not be able to defend it, after all, No. 9 had undergone countless resistance experiments.

If it was fake, he would fly back to continue the research at that time.

After making up his mind, Jin Gong arranged for his assistants to do everything as usual, but he got on the helicopter and left.

Sima Ming, riding a 28-inch bicycle, stopped at the edge of the road and looked up at the helicopter taking off from the roof. His face looked a little solemn.

At this moment, the communicator rang.

Sima Ming took out the communicator, which was the company brand communicator.

"Have you found the person?"

"Chairman, there is nothing here, only a scorched earth."

"What?! Are you sure you found the right one?" Sima Ming shouted sternly, and panic seemed to spread in his heart.

"Yes, it's here. I used to come here to buy tea, so I can't be wrong."

"Where is that person! There must be a house!"

The phone suddenly fell silent.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

However, a young man's voice rang.

"Hello."

Sima Ming was stunned: "Who are you?"

"You should be from the Rebirth Society. Did you hear the message I sent to you? Enjoy the remaining time, have a good meal with friends, have a pool party to let yourself go, and get ready to go."

Hearing this, Sima Ming knew that Zhuo Ling's mission failed, but why did it fail? The experimental results will not lie.

"Who are you?"

"You will know at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. By the way, there are still 23 hours, 13 minutes and 34 seconds. If you run now, you still have time, hahahaha."

Listening to the devilish laughter coming from the communicator, Sima Ming couldn't help trembling all over, feeling that he was not a person at all.

No, no, this is a conspiracy against him, trying to disintegrate his great team.

This kind of thing must not happen.

Take out the communicator and send it to Jin Gong.

"Director Jin, Zhuo Ling's team is indeed gone, even though the entire county is left with only a charred area."

Jin Gong secretly thought that his guess was right. This is the ability of No. 9. Although he chose a nearby city, how could he run into her? This is too unlucky, but it's okay. No. 9 will come and wipe out everything, and the chairman will not know these things.

"Is it so serious? President, just tell me what you want."

"I'm worried that 10 o'clock tomorrow night is not a casual statement. I want the president to send some people over."

"Okay, I will definitely tell the president what the president said. No matter whether it is true or not, I will do my best to call people over."

The president was grateful and promised: "On the day of rebirth, everyone will not forget Director Jin's contribution, and you will stand at the highest point with me."

Jin Gong showed a few traces of contempt at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Thank you, President."

After hanging up the communication, Jin Gong called his boss, the general manager.

"Mr. Wu, No. 9 should arrive in Wufeng City tomorrow night."

Wu Bingbing was silent for a few seconds: "Are you sure? One hundred percent?"

"No, but it's 50-60% certain."

"What's your situation now?"

"All the experimental data have been taken away, and what's left are some insignificant things."

Wu Bingbing sighed: "Okay, let me think about it."

"Mr. Wu, do you want to inform the company to capture No. 9? I feel there is a great chance."

"Then I'll send you there?"

"Mr. Wu is joking. I'm just a smart person. I'd better leave such a dangerous job to others."

After a simple conversation, Wu Bingbing did not report the situation to the company. If he was really killed, it would be a murder. If he was just talking, he could continue to work.

At this time, the leader of the meeting will not tell everyone the truth, but will just ask the defense team to prepare for a complete confrontation, regardless of whether the opponent is serious or fake.