This is a spacious conference room, but the lighting is very dim, with a few candle flas flickering.
The large screen on the wall of the conference room is divided into a nine-grid pattern, with five grids illuminated, showing the people participating in this online eting.
However, it did not display the real appearance of people; the caras were either aid at so kind of equipnt or covered with a sticker.
Only Will Berg’s cara clearly captured his appearance, but the image was very dark.
Will Berg sat in the swivel chair, facing the large screen, and said dispassionately: "I don’t like nonsense, just state my demand—lend your strongest Superpower User."
A eting participant using the Golden Eye totem questioned: "You should know, the strongest Superpower User can’t be loaned out at will, you need to explain the reason."
Will Berg’s face showed an unpleasant expression, and he said coldly: "You don’t need to know, just lend the person, and I’ll take care of the rest."
"Will Berg, you are not the number one family in the alliance. Know your place, we have no obligation to listen to you." Another participant expressed opposition.
Will Berg’s expression grew more unpleasant, and he used a tool to file his fingernails to an exceedingly sharp point, even in the dim space, they could reflect the candle’s cold light.
He said in a chilling tone: "Jacob, don’t force to slice open your carotid artery, you know I can find you!"
This sentence was a blatant threat.
And this threat was very effective, as the other five participants fell into silence.
Because they knew Will Berg would really do it, nothing would be surprising from a madman.
At this ti, the participant labeled number three, who had been silent, asked in a hoarse voice: "Is borrowing the person related to today’s matter?"
"What do you think?" Will Berg responded with a cold laugh.
"What do you want to do? State your purpose clearly, if the action is appropriate, we might consider lending you the person." Another woman’s voice said so.
Will Berg, focused on admiring his neatly filed right-hand fingernails, didn’t waste any more words with them, and said in an indisputable tone:
"By six o’clock tonight, gather at my estate in Mitchell State, whoever’s people aren’t there, I’ll co for them after I’m done."
The other five participants wanted to object, but none dared to speak.
None of them wanted to argue with a madman; if he truly got angered, anything was possible.
The people participating in the eting all knew how terrifying this madman was when he went crazy.
Before ending the online eting, Will Berg added: "By the way, inform number six for , if he’s pretending to be dead and not attending the eting, I’ll make him truly dead once I’m done."
These words were spoken lightly, but all the participants felt a chill down their spines.
...
Outside an abandoned factory in Layden City.
At eight in the evening, Lu Heng’s team of four arrived outside the abandoned factory.
Su Muyu had already scouted the surroundings: "The area within three kiloters has been checked, no other Superpower Users detected, Ke Yiming is already inside the factory."
Lin Zeyu had broken away from the team, finding a position on his own, and said in the communication channel: "I already have Ke Yiming in my sight through the scope, seems there’s no problem."
"Alright, I’ll go in alone, you guys wait outside, find positions to hide and act when necessary." Lu Heng said, striding towards the factory.
Su Muyu quickly reminded: "Although Ke Yiming looks normal, Jian Qing sent information saying that everyone who knew the operation ti yesterday was checked, and no leak source was found, so we can’t guarantee Ke Yiming is okay. Also, tonight’s eting location was decided by Ke Yiming, so be extra careful."
"Got it, even if Ke Yiming has issues, just by himself, he doesn’t have the ability to hurt ." Lu Heng gave her a reassuring look.
"Be careful." Su Muyu clutched Lu Heng’s hand, reluctant to let go.
"Don’t worry, I’ll keep my Defense Skill up the whole ti, okay?" Lu Heng smiled, patted her hand affectionately, and then strode toward the abandoned factory.
...
Inside the abandoned factory.
Lu Heng stepped into the open space in the middle of the factory, standing five ters away from Ke Yiming.
Ke Yiming showed a slight expression of surprise, saying: "I didn’t expect you to co personally."
"You should have guessed, the Life Tree Vine information was provided by you." Lu Heng stared into his eyes, trying to discern any clues.
"That intelligence was given out a few days ago, I wasn’t sure if you would act, did the operation fail?" Ke Yiming briefly explained, then inquired about the result of the operation.
"You know the operation failed?" Lu Heng’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Ke Yiming shrugged and replied: "I heard so news within the organization, knowing that a laboratory over here caught fire, I guessed that the operation might not have succeeded."
Lu Heng didn’t pursue this topic further, instead asking: "Do you know where the Life Tree Vine was transferred to?"
Ke Yiming shrugged and replied: "I don’t know, no one in the organization ntioned this to ."
Lu Heng’s gaze turned cold: "Your combat power in the Creator Organization should be in the first echelon, no one gave you any tasks in the face of such an important matter?"
Ke Yiming’s eyes focused, realizing this was a flaw, he quickly explained: "I don’t know either, it may be that the organization still has doubts about Pharaoh and the others’ deaths, reducing their trust in ."
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