True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The outside of the experimental base is a fortress, similar in structure to the city where the Pazzi family is located.

The defense system is fully activated, and the weapons in the fortress will also be activated.

As long as you step into the attack field of the defense system, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it will attack indiscriminately.

The mercenaries also broke out in a cold sweat, and their bodies were limp.

Only Manuel can control the defense system, and the fingerprint button is also in the experimental base.

Apparently Manuel noticed something was wrong and woke up the protection system

But they are still outside, doesn't this also want their lives?

"Crack, click-"

Heavy thermal weapons were set up one after another, and their icy muzzles were aimed at the people outside the fortress.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The bullet exploded in an instant, and the fire was everywhere.

Valens roared: "Everyone is safe!"

The detectives were agile and immediately found cover, squatted down, and touched the gun on their waist.

However, Fu Yun didn't move, just raised his hand.

The majestic inner strength burst out instantly.

Just for a moment!

"Om-"

When all the bullets were about to hit the target, they stopped firmly in the air.

After a few seconds, these lost their energy and all fell down with a crackle.

That doesn't count.

Valence watched helplessly as those heavy thermal weapons exploded one after another under the influence of their powerful internal strength.

The more than 200 hot weapons equipped in the fortress became a pile of scrap iron in such a minute.

Not even eligible for recycling.

Valence, who had not yet pulled out his gun, was stunned: "..."

What power is this?

Is it really something people can have?

Fu Yunshen withdrew his hand: "Let's go."

Valens followed, clutching his gun.

He just remembered something in a trance.

Li Xinni mentioned that their chief is still an ancient warrior.

**

in the experimental base.

After Manuel turned on the protection system, he didn't care anymore, and then conducted experiments related to poison.

He prefers to invent something that challenges humanity rather than benefiting mankind in medicine.

Manuel pushed up his glasses and merged the potions in the two potion bottles.

He had just picked up a new test tube when the door of the laboratory was violently slammed open.

Manuel hadn't reacted yet, and only heard a "bang", and the test tube exploded in his hand.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at Valens and the others who broke in in panic: "How did you get in?!"

The protection system was custom-made by the Taylor family from the NOK forum.

Once activated, it can definitely kill 50,000 mercenaries.

So Manuel didn't pay attention to the outside attack at all.

The experimental base was heavily protected, and even before anyone could attack the core, the Taylor family would have already arrived.

But now, not only did someone break in unscathed, but there was no news from the Taylor family.

Valence stepped forward, grabbed Manuel's clothes, and lifted him up with one hand.

He smiled slightly, his eyes cold: "Professor, if you like making poison so much, why not go to prison and continue making it?"

Fu Yun glanced at the medicine bottles in the laboratory lightly, and raised his chin: "Put them all away and take them home together."

The agents moved quickly, carefully packing all the vials into the safety box.

Manuel's expression finally changed.

He realized that what he had asked his assistant to do had been exposed.

But the two bottles of poison are his proud work, and the real murder is invisible.

Even if the murder is not successful, it will never be discovered who is behind the poison.

Why didn't even a day arrive, and IBI came to the door?

"No...you can't arrest me!" Manuel struggled. "Do you know how high my international status is? You arrest me privately because you want to lose credibility?"

Manuel knew that once IBI started, even the Taylor family could not protect him.

There is no force in the world that will oppose the IBI. Even some gray transactions are carried out in private, and they dare not put it on the surface.

After all, the IBI is responsible for maintaining world peace and citizen security, and no one can guarantee that they will not be threatened by international criminals.

"It's a coincidence, other scholars should also know the true face of Professor you." Valens not only did not let go, but tightened his grip. "Sir, are you taking it directly back to the headquarters?"

Fu Yun raised his eyes deeply: "The person who studied with him will be brought back to the headquarters to carefully examine the crime, and he will give it to me first."

Manuel apparently had connections to the people of World City.

Moreover, 100% is the evil force marked by the black skull.

"Yes, sir." Without saying a word, Valence tied Manuel and kicked him again. "Be honest."

Manuel was sweating profusely.

What's the matter, did the Taylor family really give up on him?

"If you're waiting for the Taylor family, don't worry, they won't come." Fu Yunshen leaned down, "rest well, if you can't tell what I'm asking tomorrow—"

He paused, didn't say any more, straightened up: "Take it away."

**

at the same time.

Taylor family.

As early as when IBI's special plane entered this area, the Taylor family discovered it.

But really did not dare to act.

IBI ah!

What other force in the world can have more weapons and equipment than IBI?

Oppose the IBI, unless the Taylor family wants to be destroyed.

The housekeeper wiped his sweat and said tentatively, "Patriarch, did we just give up?"

In the past ten years, the total amount of funds that the Taylor family has invested in Manuel's laboratory has reached 80 billion instead of 100 billion.

Experimental research is inherently expensive.

Of course, Manuel did not disappoint them and invented many new products.

But the most important experiment was only halfway through.

Manuel was captured by the IBI, the experiment had to be interrupted, and the investment wasted.

The owner of Taylor's face was ashen, and his fists creaked: "If you don't give up, what else can you do? He killed himself and provoked IBI!"

But at the same time, he was very happy.

Fortunately, he hadn't done anything to the top executives of the Venus Group, it was just a plan.

Otherwise, he is now tied to the IBI.

The owner of Taylor waved his hands wearily and went upstairs to rest.

**

It was a restless night.

In a town in country J, which is close to the capital, there are only one or two street lamps on the street, and the lights are dim.

The young woman knocked on the door of a wooden house.

The door creaked open.

An old voice sounded: "Come in, my Holly."

"Grandma." Holly walked in, put down her bag, and twisted her hair. "Do you remember when I told you last night that I went to a dance?"

"There were a lot of elites at that dance. I saw two of my favorites, so I came over and asked my grandmother to help."

An old woman sat in front of the fireplace.

Hearing this sentence, her eyes opened with a "swoosh", and they were dark green.

The eyeballs are cloudy, but with a bit of sharp light, it is very attractive.

The old woman said slowly, "Who?"

"This is a photo?" Holly recalled two photos from her phone. "Grandma, help me, which one is better?"

Of these two photos, one is of Fu Yunshen and the other is of Caesar Laurent.

The old woman took the phone and squinted for a while: "It's really not bad. From the looks of it, both of them have strong fortunes, and their descendants will not decline for a hundred years."

"Of course." Holly smiled. "These two are the two giants in the business world."

"Grandma will show you." The old lady stood up and staggered to the cupboard to get the tools.

Holly was overjoyed: "Thank you, grandma."

Holly never told any of her friends that she actually came from a family of fortune-tellers.

After all, the industry of divination has been flooded with fakes in the 21st century, resulting in not many people believing it.

Real fortune-tellers have long since retreated behind the scenes, and it is difficult to find real fortune-tellers in the market.

Holly's grandmother was a fortune teller.

However, because of the witch hunt in the Middle Ages that lasted for more than 300 years, the fortune-tellers in Continent O were killed and injured countless times.

Evil fortune-tellers are called "witches".

Just like the prophecies written by the oracles, the witches were all dead by the end of 1780.

Of course, in this witch hunt, innocent fortune-tellers were also killed.

It was not until the second half of the 19th century that the field of fortune-tellers barely recovered.

With the development of technology, there are fewer and fewer people with divination talents.

Holly did not inherit the old lady's divination talent.

She can only play ordinary tarot cards, which can be done in ordinary trivial matters, but cannot be done by changing cause and effect.

The old woman returned to the table with the tarot cards and a yellowed book: "Which one do you want to see first?"

Holly pointed to Fu Yunshen's photo without hesitation: "He."