Rebirth of the Super Banking System

　　Manor.

　　Secret room.

　　 The old man fell into entanglement.

　　 announced?

　　 Still not to announce.

　　Once it is announced, it will be a scandal. This is not a trivial matter, not just a shameful issue. After doing it for a long time, oneself beat oneself, this oolong is a bit big!

　　 will not be announced.

How does 　　 hide?

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 Headache.

　　 was planning to go fishing, but he hooked the corner of his clothes, pulled it hard, and found out that the clothes were ripped to pieces. No, he can't let this news spread out, he has to carry it around.

　　 thought of this.

　　 The old man is extremely depressed.

　　 dig a mole.

　　 I dig it, but I don’t want people to know it. I have to work hard to backfill the soil. It’s really ridiculous. “Block the news and don’t let outsiders know that they are the ‘punchers’”.

"Yes."

　　 is also lucky.

　　 Just a battle.

　　The people in the other consortiums barely survived.

　　 Even if you are alive.

　　 was also injured. Those who brought the dead back and identified them were all by their own. It took more time to hide from other consortiums, but it was not impossible.

　　 fake identity.

　　 Destroy as soon as possible.

　　 Otherwise, oneself will have to be implicated.

　　 This action.

　　 It can be said that I have suffered a big loss. My own direct power and dark power are at odds with each other. No matter how you look at it, it is my own loss. It also caused other consortiums to lose a lot. It is impossible to laugh it off anyway.

　　God!

　　 Do you want to play like this? This is really a pit.

　　 can be seen.

　　 can touch it.

　　 But people have to jump in again.

　　 Calm.

　　 Calm.

　　 I'm going to be so angry that I can't touch it. Fortunately, the heavy fist did not attack the families of other consortiums, otherwise, he would really be scared to death, because this might bring devastating disasters to the family.

　　. . .

　　 the other end.

　　 Many people are waiting.

　　 "Why there is no result yet?"

"so slow."

　　 "Can it take so long to verify the identity? Face recognition can't be swept away."

"correct."

　　 "Old Ford is really unlucky. He was beaten to the door of his house. I don't know what the grudges are. This makes me curious. I must ask questions later. There is a story in it."

　　 "Perhaps it is revenge for this action."

"possible."

　　"Has the anti-air weapon not been found yet?"

　　 "No, this kind of thing is concealed in the transaction, and some people may be smuggled from other countries, we really can't completely determine the origin of these air-to-air weapons, fragment analysis is difficult."

　　"..."

　　 Obviously.

　　 Starting with weapons, this road is no longer possible. They have sold so much over the past few years, how can they be traced, so everyone is waiting for the result of their identity over there.

ten minutes later.

"coming."

　　 A piece of information came.

"What?"

　　 finished reading.

　　 Everyone looked at each other.

　　 "Unidentified!"

　　 This is the conclusion.

　　 After playing for a long time, so many people died, in exchange for such a result, and then came the photos of the killed, all of whom were unable to distinguish their faces and had no documents.

"how come?"

　　 "These people are so cruel, they put such a heavy hand on their own people."

　　 "Good means."

　　 "The clue is broken again."

　　"..."

loss.

　　 Both lose and lose. Regarding these photos, they didn't doubt that the force was hidden. This action was a head-on confrontation, and it was normal not to leave clues that they could find.

　　 "I'm more curious."

　　 "Same."

　　 "Zero over there..."

　　 "Of course it is the continuation of the action. No matter who this force is, the existence of Zero is no longer in our interests and cannot be drawn out in the short term. This is a lasting opportunity."

"Right."

　　"..."

　　. . .

　　Manor.

　　Secret room.

　　 The old man breathed a sigh of relief and was temporarily confused. Since the corpses were collected by his own people, it was only a handy thing to fill up the corpses, and face recognition was not very useful, unless DNA was used, but there was no library.

　　 face recognition.

　　Fingerprints.

　　DNA.

　　 has to have a corresponding library, otherwise you have to catch the blind. He never expected that the actions he was responsible for would have to be finished by himself, and then he would have to try his best to clean the other tails.

　　 My God!

　　What is this called?

　　 Do it yourself?

Correct.

　　 is the word. Next, the most important thing is to master the punch again. I haven't discovered before that the existence that I usually ignore can actually do such amazing things.

　　. . .

　　 Canada.

　　 Central.

　　 The second basement of a bar in a small town.

　　 "Who are you?" Kitty trembled and pointed to a woman in front of her. Just now, she imitated her own voice and talked to the tall father on the phone.

　　 That voice.

　　 That tone.

　　 is exactly like her.

　　 "Friends."

　　 The woman looked at her.

　　 said lightly, "From now on, you can start to hate him. Haven't you always wanted to know how your mother, brother, and grandfather died? His reaction should explain everything."

　　 "Impossible!" Kitty said.

　　 "Actually, you already have guesses, don't you?"

　　"..."

　　Kitty was silent.

indeed.

　　 After investigating for so long, all the evidence has disappeared, as if it has been erased. Those who have such means must be big people, and those who are motivated, the cheap father counts as one.

"What do you want me to do?"

　　 for a while.

　　 Kitty looked up at the woman.

　　 This is not her stronghold, but in a bad mood, come here for a drink. Unexpectedly, this bar seems to be someone from another family, and the two of them took her to the underground wine cellar when they came up.

　　 "No need."

　　"..."

　　 Kitty looked at the man suspiciously.

　　 "Do you want to punch hard?"

"Do not."

　　 "That..."

　　 "I just think you should know the truth, even if it's cruel."

"and then?"

　　 "Send you to a place and live well. After today, you, Gina, will be in control of Xin Zhongquan. Of course, it has nothing to do with you, just borrow your name."

　　 "Don't kill me?"

　　 "Why kill you?"

　　 "Prison?"

　　"It’s just a different place to live, not lonely, some of your confidants are in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

　　 Even the people who saved me are gone. I just don’t know what these people have done. It seems not small. Otherwise, the cheap father would not call him in person. He had been twice a year before.

　　 "Do you want him to die?"

　　 Hear the words.

　　 Kitty's expression has changed several times, but she hasn't waited for her to come up with a conclusion.

　　 "His life and death are not for you to decide."

　　Kitty: "..."

　　 Then you still ask, Kitty sighed, life and death are no longer in her control, let alone the life and death of others, resistance? I tried it just now, but the result was horrible, and she single-handedly overturned her.

　　Talk about terms?

　　 Like this, how to talk about it, people are in control of the situation.

"dizzy!"

　　 ten seconds later.

　　 Kitty's eyes went dark and she fainted to the ground.

five minutes later.

　　 A big man walked in and threw a bead on the ground. The light flashed and Kitty disappeared. Just now, the headquarters of the heavy punch was terminated, and the transmission node was used up, and it was delivered.

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