Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

Just when the man in black was under pressure to report the details of the assassination, a strange white smoke filled the entire Yataku assassination organization.

The memories of hundreds of assassins who came into contact with the smoke were modified, cutting out the memories of joining the association, and embedding memories similar to "I am an undercover agent" and "The enemy is on the other side."

Tianyi suddenly appeared in the white smoke like a ghost.

Just fired a shot into the air.

It's like a signal, a signal to start a war.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

"ah!!!"

Immediately, the entire Ye Dao organization roared with chaotic howls, with blood and debris flying. Other sounds could not be heard clearly, only the sound of swords and guns clashing echoed in the air.

Thirty minutes later.

There were a total of 242 members of the Night Knife organization, and they all killed each other.

Tianyi walked among the corpses everywhere, looking around, and finally found the photo of Luo Yan's reward list.

She sat on the ground in a pool of blood, lowered her head, wiped Luo Yan's photo, her eyes were blurred, a flush appeared on her face, and she whispered softly: "Dad..."

Then he held the photo on his chest again,

Squinting his eyes and smiling broadly, he lay down on the ground and rolled back and forth.

Like a playful child.

Her short silver hair was dyed red by the blood on the ground.

On the other side is the headquarters of Yanhuangtu Company.

The three hidden guards looked nervous.

"Okay, okay, it's safe." Liu Lang, who was surrounded in the center, waved his hands.

I don’t know what happened today, while I was eating hot pot and singing songs, I was suddenly assassinated.

Fortunately, his hands and feet were numb.

The three secret guards looked at each other and looked around cautiously.

After confirming that it was safe, we distanced ourselves a little.

Liu Lang didn't like the twelve secret guards following him too closely.

He took out an old-generation cigarette and put it in his mouth, but forgot where he had left the lighter.

I searched for a while and couldn't find it.

It happened that a beautiful service robot passed by. Liu Lang was so happy that he stopped her and asked:

"Beauty, do you have a lighter?"

The beauty robot looked at him with a standard smile.

[Hello, no smoking here]

Liu Lang:...

[If necessary, we can provide you with pulse vibrators or electronic cigarettes]

In the new era, cigarettes have long been eliminated.

It is inefficient in relieving fatigue and is also harmful to the human body.

It is not as direct as a pulse vibrator. It stimulates human beings to secrete dopamine in fifteen minutes. It is very refreshing and harmless, and it can easily relieve the fatigue of the day. On the first day this thing came out, people who smoked, smoked, and poisoned jumped off the building to commit suicide.

"Oh, forget it." Liu Lang waved his hand.

Buzz---

At this time, there was a slight numb vibration in the supercomputing ring.

Alyssa asked to speak.

Liu Lang pressed the answer button, and a clear and serious voice of Sister Yu came from inside.

[The chairman wants to see you]

"The old and dishonest person has trouble with me?"

[Mr. Liu, please pay attention to your speech]

Liu Lang swallowed his breath and stopped arguing with her.

Came to the old place where he met [Chairman].

He opened the door and saw the [Chairman] sitting at his desk, looking at a portrait with a sad look on his face.

The portrait is of a group of beauties in scantily clad clothes. It is very artistic and impressionistic. If you look closely, you will see that it is just a pile of pieces of meat, even more disgusting than pieces of meat.

Seeing Liu Lang come in, [Chairman] put down the portrait and glanced at Alyssa outside the room.

Liu Lang also glanced at the secret guard in the void.

After a while, the secret guard and Alyssa collaborated to create a subspace for the two of them.

There are no electronic devices in the subspace, and it is impossible to observe or eavesdrop from the outside.

"I heard that you were assassinated?" The chairman held up the portrait again, looking intently.

"You called me here just to talk about this nonsense?" Liu Lang said a little impatiently.

"Still so impatient." The chairman smiled and took out a stack of paper documents from his arms and said, "This is the [God-Killing Plan] formulated by the board of directors. Take a look."

Paper version of the document?

Not using the electronic version, so cautious? Guard against [Doctor]?

Liu Lang took the document, frowned slightly, and had a bad feeling.

The God-Killing Plan, as the name suggests, is a plan to take the initiative and bring down a central figure.

Aiming to take back the country that originally belonged to mankind!

Liu Lang quickly browsed through more than 100,000 words of documents and pictures, his pupils gradually dilated.

Luo Yan outside the court: "Uncle, please turn slowly!"

"Are you crazy?" Liu Lang yelled after reading the plan.

This so-called god-killing plan lasted for half a year, and the whole story was filled with the word "cannibalism".

The chairman put down the portrait, with an indifferent expression and a hoarse voice: "The World Expo's operational report for this quarter has been released, and the resource recovery rate has dropped by 15% year-on-year."

"We don't have time."

The Inner World Alliance is composed of the World Trade Fair, the three underground parties, and the Anti-Insect Frontline.

Among them, the World Trade Fair (Internal and External World Trade Committee) is the foundation and chassis of the inner world. Its responsibility is to provide resources to the underground three parties and the anti-insect frontline through operations.

In recent years, the decline in the resource recovery rate per quarter has generally been between 2% and 8%. Impacted by the monetary policies of the seven-nation UnionPay some time ago, the latest quarterly decline reached 15%.

If you don't fight back, you will be like a frog boiled in warm water.

"That can't be..."

Liu Lang hesitated, feeling that the company had become a bit unfamiliar and had reached the point of using any means necessary.

"We are so eager for a victory." The chairman sat in his seat with a sad expression.

As tired as a dead dog.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. They are really eager for a victory. The death of a center will greatly stimulate the alliance's fighting spirit.

In the past few decades, mankind has lost too much. If there is another plan, who is willing to involve tens of millions of ordinary people in the dispute?

"So, why did you ask me to come?" Liu Lang pushed the document back and said, "I don't understand operations, commanding or anything like that."

"Who wants you to be the combat commander? Just go to the intelligence center and find a job." The chairman's expression changed and he said, "What we want is the authority over the Tianhuang-level missile head in your hand."

"Oh, it's such a big circle, just wait for me!" Liu Lang suddenly said.

The launch of the Tianhuang-class missile requires discussion and voting by the League of Nations. This discussion and voting process takes three days and three nights, but Liu Lang has the authority to launch it without voting.

Strictly speaking, it was the last leader of the world, his late wife Gu Yuezheng, who gave him excessive authority.

"That's all you have left. Why don't you make your final contribution to humanity before you die?" The chairman destroyed the paper documents and glanced meaningfully at Liu Lang's chest.

That lung that is about to rot.

"Crow Zui, have you seen any good ideas in the company recently?"

A blunt topic change.

"What? You feel like you're going to die. Do you want to accept a disciple in advance?"

Liu Lang suddenly became angry: "You still have the nerve to say that you recommended Tianyi to me last time. Well, I found him and rescued him."

"It turned out to be a follower."

"It cost me five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand! I won't be reimbursed!"

When I talk about this, I get angrier and angrier.

The chairman smiled broadly: "Haha, but why did I hear that a specialist from our company named Luo Yan rescued him?"

"Fuck you, I'll pay you half a million."

Two men who were almost a hundred years old in total were bickering like street boys.

"If you want to be a good candidate, isn't it up to you to choose the S-class from the three parties?"

"No, this time I want to find some ideas from your training camp."

"Huh? Why? If you have an S-level one, you don't want one? Tianyi is just an exception."

"The whiter the person, the easier it is to teach." Liu Lang said lightly.

The less experience people have, the better their thoughts are shaped, and it is easier for them to recover when their outlook on life collapses.

The chairman looked up at him, thoughtfully, and after a while, he lowered his head to look at the portrait again.

"I rarely pay attention to the big training. Let Alyssa tell you."

Alyssa, the chairman's personal secretary, a third-generation advanced intelligent AI, enjoys human rights.

The company's status is extremely high.