Chapter 807: Chapter 351: Intelligence_3
Even if a world billionaire has C4 explosives in the face from terrorists, what can he do? Still dead!
Playing dirty tricks, using disgusting thods, indeed leaves people defenseless. Most would fall, but who said the General Sect Leader has cheats!
Foreseeing the future, who can withstand this.
This also reminded Sieg of his experience being kicked out of the military, and he couldn’t help but get angry, “Fxxk! These damned bastards, they will definitely find a way to target Pike Company.”
“Don’t rush, because anger won’t help, where is Zorro? Go help bring him here.”
Allen Zhang was not anxious, still composed and calm; he took out his phone to contact Lao Pao, Violet, and Mouse, asking them to gather at the villa.
“Can’t get in touch with Zorro? I know where this kid often hangs out, I’ll go find him now.” Sieg said, imdiately threw on a leather jacket, grabbed the car keys, and went out.
Soon, the engine of the Jeep roared outside, and Sieg stepped on the gas, leaving the villa area.
Allen Zhang sat at the dining table and began to enjoy breakfast, finishing quickly. Then he brewed a cup of hot tea and rested on the sofa.
After a while, Old Jack drove over in a second-hand Highlander, stopped outside, and honked a few tis.
Hearing the sound, Allen Zhang went out and waved at him, “I heard, just co in, stop honking that broken horn.”
“What the hell happened? So urgent to call over?” Old Jack didn’t take the front door but chose to climb over the wall, following the General Sect Leader into the villa hall, a bit puzzled.
Looking at the villa’s decor, Old Jack couldn’t help but praise, “This villa is really nice.”
“There are so Fed consortium mbers; I’ve been getting close to the Drug Enforcent Administration recently, indirectly touching their interests, and they want to eliminate .” Allen Zhang said indifferently, “If they use ordinary thods, I wouldn’t be afraid, but my intelligence network tells they plan to use bacteria to infiltrate my company and private island, wanting to take down in an invisible way, making die feeling stifled. They’re willing to eliminate one person like , completely ignoring other people’s lives.”
Hearing this, Old Jack fell into deep thought and after a while, squeezed out a sentence: “What a real bastard!!”
“So, how do you want to go about it? Retaliate with tooth for tooth? Poison? Kidnap? Or just take them out directly?” Old Jack asked.
“The specifics you all can plan and implent, it’s not just you doing it, Zorro and others will cooperate with you. I won’t question the details, I’ll only provide you with the relevant intelligence, in the end whether they beco vegetative, brain dead, partially paralyzed, or die from plane crash, car accident explosion…”
Allen Zhang anonymously compiled consortium mber data obtained from daily intelligence into encrypted files, sent them to Old Jack and slowly said, “These have nothing to do with .”
Old Jack received the intelligence, unlocked it with the password given by the General Sect Leader, took a glance, and couldn’t help but gasp: “So detailed?”
Every grid of personal information on the intelligence is prepared: headshot, background, family mbers, interpersonal connections, even when they get up every day, what they go to do, what car they drive, what color clothes they like to wear, what accessories they wear, whether they like salty or sweet, sour or spicy, blood type, recent dical check-up with any minor issues, it’s all in the file.
It’s terrifying as hell!
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