How can you say this so confidently?
Thomas Skin’s eyebrows twitched violently, surprised that his brother, with that temper, was willing to work for free. It’s like he’s been possessed.
The second plan he had thought of was aborted, and Thomas Skin blinked stiffly. So does he really have to bleed again?
Damn it, after all this ti, he dug a hole for himself.
Listening to the faint noises on the phone, Claire Green curled her lips with interest, "Now still planning to negotiate with using what?"
"All the chips I had were swindled by you. How am I supposed to negotiate?" Thomas Skin rolled his eyes ungracefully, his tone a bit resentful.
Hearing this.
Claire Green’s lips lifted in a roguish smirk, "No problem, you have money, we can take our ti negotiating."
Thanks, I’m broke.
Thomas Skin chuckled insincerely, then decisively hung up the phone.
He would never spend ten billion, absolutely not.
Getting the phone hung up on her, Claire Green just clicked her tongue, raised an eyebrow, and shook her phone, a deeper smile playing on her lips.
A minute later, her phone received a bank transfer notification.
Along with it, there was a ssage from a certain soone who had been slapped in the face.
[You asked to consider one hundred billion, now I’m straight-up agreeing to one hundred fifty billion.]
Staring at it for a few seconds, Claire Green let out a low chuckle and stepped into the classroom.
anwhile,
Thomas Skin was glaring at his own hand that made the transfer. After a while, he held his forehead, a wry smile appearing on his face.
Slapping himself, he truly did it.
However,
His gaze suddenly sharpened, and an ambiguous smile slowly crept up his mouth.
His dear brother’s been in Z Country for so long, it’s ti to find him and nurture so of that bonding.
The person he had in mind was at the top of King Regal Entertainnt, frantically operating a phone, cursing under his breath, with no sense of danger.
...
In the room, a girl watched the screen, her indifferent and lazy eyes flashed with a dark glint, lips curved upward.
The master is dead, ti to reel in the dogs he kept.
In this world, there are always those yearning for things that don’t belong to them. Since they can’t learn, then it’s ti to send a grand gift.
With cold, pale fingers relentlessly tapping, codes flew across the screen, and with the strike of the spacebar, Claire Green’s cold and rebellious voice filled the room.
"A world tour in a day, enjoy it."
While the global audiences were still imrsed in the ga trailer of "Holographic Era", several new topics quickly took over the trending lists.
"The World’s Warning"
"The Return of J God"
"Those Who Offend Z Country, No Matter How Far Away, Must Be Executed"
Seeing the trending searches, netizens were first bewildered and then realized that if J took action, it must not be a simple matter.
Sure enough.
Upon clicking in, a shocking post appeared before their eyes.
[J: I’ve warned you before; my patience is limited. Why must you insist on repeatedly crossing my bottom line? Do you feel the previous two tis were not thrilling enough, or do you think people inside the F Continent International are too lonely, so you want to join them?
They say things shouldn’t be attempted more than thrice, yet you insist on rushing into trouble. If you can’t keep your dogs under control, then I’ll have to discipline them for you. If your hands continue to reach this far, I don’t mind severing them slowly.]
In an instant, everyone’s blood was boiling, and as they read the cris of the Brown family, fury surged in them.
Heavy weaponry capable of carrying certain items, they’ve done it ti and again, do they really think they’re unbeatable?
[Damn, will they ever stop?]
[They’re trying to take over the world; their greed is unsightly.]
[I knew that Logan wasn’t a good character last ti. Now, seeing this, it’s no wonder they could team up with Olivia Song. Birds of a feather, indeed.]
[Did their last high-ranking mber change out of boredom, just unable to manage their own people again?]
[From the black files at the start to later experints and now to heavy weaponry, we’ve always felt J is mysterious, yet never realized they’ve always been by our side.]
[The person above is right. Every ti, it’s J who solves and warns. Without them, it’s hard to imagine the consequences.]
[A total overhaul, is it as I imagined?]
At this mont, big screens worldwide were repeatedly showing images, each revealing the actions of the Brown family.
The anger and pressure from the global masses made the F Continent International Organization quickly take action. Almost imdiately, before the Brown family mbers fully understood their deeds were exposed, they were all taken away.
Imdiately regarding what the Brown family had done, M Country quickly made a statent and even specifically opened an official dostic Weibu, sincerely apologizing.
[If apologies worked, what would the police be for?]
[Haha, I hope you really, as you say, are sincere inside and out.]
[Maintain friendly relationships, indeed. You keep causing trouble, and our J God keeps sending you off.]
[Do you just love the F Continent International Organization that much? Otherwise, why would you rush one by one to let our J God send you in?]
[With the number of Brown family mbers plus those who went in earlier, it’s a total company retreat.]
[Laughable, having a corporate retreat in international prison, how hilarious.]
The situation online once again prompted an ergency eting among the higher-ups.
"What’s your take on this?" The middle-aged man at the head table pressed his brow and spoke gravely.
There’s a comnt online that isn’t wrong. Without J discovering these things early, they and other regions would not have discovered a group of wolves with ambitions hiding among them.
"We still need to speed up, forming the second action team."
"What old Xu said is right. Forming the second team to collaborate with Jingyun’s first team would make things much more convenient."
"Right, it’d be best to have J lead the second team. Him resolving things alone always carries too much danger."
After several events, those with clear vision understood that in M Country’s higher echelons or among other ambitious individuals, J is undoubtedly the person they most wished to remove.
After all, no one wants soone with unknown whereabouts and top-tier hacking skills watching them.
Old Xu furrowed his brows, "Jingyun had ntioned this idea before, but to this day, no one has found J’s whereabouts. It’s likely not easy to handle."
Listening to their conversation, the man at the head table pondered for a mont, "Continue probing; have Jingyun over there accelerate as well."
...
In the living room, Claire Green reclined lazily on the couch, as sounds from the ga kept coming from the phone.
"Rampaging, not bad."
Mason Quinn and Robert Xyler entered just in ti to hear and couldn’t help but tease.
Afterwards.
"Weren’t you always playing battle royale? Why switch to this one?"
Curiously, he leaned over for a look, and was dumbstruck.
30-0-15
My god, that’s a human score?
Thirty kills, zero towers destroyed on the enemy side, how long has she been beating them up?
"Suddenly found headshots boring," Claire Green, without lifting her eyelids, said indifferently, "Killing slowly is more fun."
Mason Quinn’s mouth twitched; he regretted asking such a silly question.
See? This answer doesn’t sound like sothing a normal person would say.
"Boss Jing, Old Xu called, saying the higher-ups are paying close attention to online matters and stressing the urgency in finding J."
George Xyler looked at the man flipping through a magazine on the couch and spoke in an unhurried tone.
The man’s hands kept moving, his voice a little deep, "Let the Night Covenant handle it."
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