God, you dropped a zombie

Chapter 397 Destroying the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group (2)

Yao Shaotian, the head of the Lone Eagle Mercenary Corps, was also careless. He only wanted to have a very advanced mercenary base, but he forgot one thing - since he has such advanced high-tech products, besides the users, shouldn't he Have a "tech genius" as a maintainer?
Unfortunately, he doesn't trust others.

He is unwilling to control this technological defense system in the hands of others. The instructions of all important checkpoints are either his passwords or the "fingerprints" of a certain part of his body.

"A traitor! There must be a traitor among us!" Yao Shaotian roared violently.

How could it not be?

If not, how did the other party obtain his fingerprints?
Palmprint scanning, pupil scanning, face scanning, full body scanning... He has coded all of these, thinking that no one other than him can control the defense system in the base.

He was also afraid that the programming genius at that time would not be obedient, and even arrested his family members, forcing him to write honestly, otherwise his family would be killed.

In fact, after the genius finished writing, he directly killed the programming genius and his family.

Because Yao Shaotian is convinced that only the dead can keep secrets.

Probably Yao Shaotian will never know it until he dies. Because of his actions, the programming genius did not believe that he would let himself and his family go, so he set up an unnoticed loophole when programming - as long as you open it With this loophole, even without him, others could still gain control over the defense system of the entire base.

In normal times, before this loophole is breached, its use will not be affected at all, and laymen will not find out what is wrong with it at all.

Yao Shaotian was unlucky. If he trusted others more and hired another programmer who was a little better, he might still be able to make it.He just doesn't trust others.

Karma, endless cycle.

Looking at someone's crazy look, Xiaobao slightly raised his eyebrows with a proud expression.

Without the traitor, I can handle you too!
Unexpectedly, Guoguo slapped him on the top of the head: "Keep a low profile."

"Mom..." Xiao Baobao had a sad expression on his face, can't he be happy for a while?
"Mom knows that you are very smart, but son, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. You can't be too complacent and be modest. How old are you now? You are two years old, and the days to come are still long. How do you know that there is no one in this world who is better than you?" Are you a smarter, harder-working person? Mom doesn't want you to be arrogant, and one day you will be beaten by others..."

"I'm not a dog."

"Yes, yes, you are not a dog. Isn't this a metaphor?"

Overnight, the poor Lone Eagle Mercenary Group was wiped out like this.

The crowd mourned.

But more, the Black Dragon Gang, the Black Flood Dragon Gang, and the White Horse Gang were all taken aback and hurriedly sent people to investigate.

Damn!

Under my nose, such a large mercenary group was taken over by others, and I didn't even know it? !
What a joke!
Are they still the local snakes of Blossom City?

Someone said: "Flower City is about to change!"

When the leader of the White Horse Gang heard the name "Flowers all the way", he was so angry that he fell to the ground.

"Help... gang leader..." The subordinate who reported was taken aback and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Although their White Horse Gang has a better reputation in Fanhua City than the Black Dragon Gang and the Black Flood Dragon Gang, but in fact, only the insiders of the White Horse Gang know about it, what a fart!Their gang leader is clearly a family member with white skin and black heart, and they are ruthless.

It's just that he doesn't necessarily do it himself, and sometimes borrows the name of the Black Dragon Gang or the Black Flood Dragon Gang.

In a certain snake den of the White Horse Gang, no one knows how many corpses are thrown in every day.These people are either outsiders, or little people who are not noticed at all, or people who have offended the Black Dragon Gang and the Black Flood Dragon Gang.

In fact, they themselves don't quite understand their relationship with the Black Dragon Gang and the Black Flood Dragon Gang. They say it is a hostile relationship, and sometimes the White Horse Gang will help them clean up the mess.

Of course, it's more about them helping the White Horse Gang clean up.

There is no truth in this, and those insiders who beat them to death don't believe it.

"bump--"

"bump--"

"bump--"

Ma Qian, the leader of the White Horse Gang, smashed a lot of things: "Why is he not dead?! How is he not dead?! How is he not dead..."

The reporting subordinate lowered his head even lower, wishing he could stick it on the floor.

I just hope that this big guy won't take the fire on himself.

It's a pity, obviously his luck is not very good, Ma Qian is in a fit of anger, he is out of breath, and directly vents his anger on his head.

This subordinate didn't have time to do anything, so he was kicked out by Ma Qian, hit the wall with a "bang", and died half of his life.

Fortunately, Ma Qian didn't want to take his life, otherwise he would really die if he tried again.

"Where's the military division? Call me military division Feng!" Ma Qian yelled into the room.

"Yes." The others hurriedly dragged the injured away while arranging for someone to invite the military adviser.

This Junshi Feng is no ordinary person. It can be said that half of the White Horse Gang's good reputation today is due to him.

Ma Qian also trusted him very much, and whenever he had a little matter, he would discuss it with Master Feng.

Junshi Feng is a bit older, with gray hair and a white goatee, and he has no other hobbies, but likes to grow a beard, so he takes care of his beard very seriously.

The various care solutions alone cost millions every year, which is simply the care of the rich.

"I've seen the helper!"

However, Junshi Feng is also very smart. He is very respectful when he sees Ma Qian and even salutes Ma Qian.This is especially satisfying for the horse potential who loves to show off.

After Ma Qian asked him to get up, Junshi Feng asked respectfully, "Master, what is your need for me?"

"It's something." Ma Qian asked Junshi Feng to sit down and told him who was the one who killed the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group.

"who is it?"

"Flowers all the way."

"Flowers all the way? Why does this name sound familiar, isn't it Fanhua?"

"No, it's flowers all the way." Speaking of which, Ma Qian was a little embarrassed, "Do you remember the biscuit recipe from before? The mercenary team built by that person is flowers all the way."

Thinking about it, Feng Junshi was puzzled: "Didn't I suggest you not to touch the flowers all the way? Why..."

Seeing that Ma Qian's expression was wrong, Junshi Feng quickly changed his words, and hurriedly said, "What's the origin of the flowers on this road? The taste is too big. How long has it been established, and the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group has been wiped out? It's down One, you don’t want to attack our White Horse Gang, do you?”

"I don't know, I sent someone to investigate, but they didn't find out. I don't know where to get so many masters from the all-way flower fight, and so many masters from the Lone Eagle Mercenary Corps, they were also wiped out." Speaking of this matter, Ma Qian was angry. The Lone Eagle Mercenary Group was able to sit where it is today, and their White Horse Gang also contributed.

After all, there are some things that the White Horse Gang can't do personally, but it doesn't prevent others from supporting them.

Therefore, many businesses of the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group are actually invested by the White Horse Gang. How much money the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group can make will be divided into at least one-third by the White Horse Gang, one-third by the Lone Eagle Mercenary Group, and the other three. One of them is divided equally between the Black Dragon Gang and the Black Flood Dragon Gang.

(End of this chapter)