Let them offer their loyalty

After hearing Eiffel's words, Jonas paused, then spoke briefly:

"Murder and robbery."

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PS: I stayed up late to write two chapters, and will add a few more chapters when I wake up.

Chapter 42: She killed us with her heat sword?

Killing and robbing sounds like something bandits would do.

But in fact, the major financial groups have been doing this kind of thing privately...it's just that their methods are more sophisticated and covert.

The methods by which capital plunders people are much worse than simple robbery.

Of course, they don't mind returning to the most primitive means to achieve their goals.

The only thing that caused some trouble was the settling of scores between the two major conglomerates.

Neither the Levi Group nor the Nathan Group is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone.

Jonas must think ahead about how to deal with the retaliation of these two major conglomerates in the future.

——Beep Beep

Just as Jonas was lost in thought, a call suddenly rang in the upper right corner. He looked over and found that the caller's name was Silka Bond.

After a moment of hesitation, Jonas' eyes suddenly lit up as if he had thought of something.

Without hesitation, he answered the call directly.

The next moment, Sirka's somewhat embarrassed voice came from the communication.

"Mr. Jonas, is that you? I'm Silka."

"Oh, what can I do for you, Mr. Sirka?" Jonas asked with a slight smile.

"There seems to be something wrong with the five million credit points mentioned earlier."

After hesitating for a moment, Sirka decided to tell the truth:

"The loan from the central bank was delayed for half a month..."

"So Mr. Srka can't come up with five million credits within the stipulated time, right?"

Jonas' words made Srka feel a little uneasy. The next moment, he heard him continue to speak:

"I'm sorry, but if Mr. Srka can't meet my requirements, perhaps we need to re-evaluate our partnership."

Sirka was a little anxious and said, "It's only half a month..."

Before he finished speaking, Jonas interrupted:

"Mr. Srka should know that I have no shortage of collaborators."

The meaning behind this sentence made Sirka's heart sink. If the other party could give him enough competitiveness to snatch the position of the sole heir to the Bond Consortium, he could naturally give the same competitiveness to other people.

He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He gritted his teeth and was about to speak when he heard the other party say:

"Of course, if Mr. Srka really wants to cooperate with the Weiting Consortium, he might as well show his sincerity first."

Hearing this, Sirka was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party was giving him a chance. He took a deep breath and asked:

"For example?"

"The latest generation of tactical suits from the Bond Consortium... Mr. Silka should know that weapons development is not a simple matter. Our research also requires a lot of references. It is not enough to rely solely on the strength of the Wetin Consortium." Jonas spoke slowly.

When Sirka heard this, he couldn't help but frowned and subconsciously wanted to refuse:

"I can't give you the research and development data. This is the core data of the Bond Consortium..."

Before he finished speaking, Jonas shook his head and said:

"Mr. Silka has misunderstood. We don't need research and development data, we just need ten sets of finished products. After all, we are just learning from your design concept."

Jonas's earnest persuasion made Sirka hesitate.

Without the key, it is impossible for the other party to decipher the R&D data through the finished product.

Thinking about it this way, ten sets of finished products are not unacceptable. With his authority, it is not difficult to mobilize ten sets of tactical suits.

After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

"Okay, I'll send someone to bring it to you later."

Having said that, he then asked:

"About cooperation..."

Jonas laughed and changed his previous words, saying:

"That's no problem, it's just a delay of fifteen days. It won't affect our friendship, right?"

——Bullshit friendship, that’s not what you just said.

Hearing this, Sirka couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

At this time, Mr. Srka had no idea how badly this so-called "friendship" would hurt him in the future.

He just breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Of course, may our friendship last forever."

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Selter district.

The sky is clear and the air is fresh, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The wind at night makes people feel a little uneasy. In fact, bad things are likely to happen on dark and windy nights.

[Crazy Fire Gang], when it comes to this name, the street gang members in the downtown area will hate it.

It's not because of how much territory it has seized, but because the Dianhuo Gang's style of doing things is too ostentatious. Since its establishment, in just two years, it has infringed on the interests of nearly 30 gangs, large and small, and has specialized in helping the consortium do shady things.

Rather than being a gang, it is more like a group of mercenaries who will do things for money.

But since none of its members are good people, even though they have offended many gangs, not many people dare to cause trouble for them.

Over time, their reputation spread far and wide, and more and more financial groups came to them for work.

The Levi Group is one of them, and they are lying in ambush here today just to fulfill the commission of the Levi Group.

"Boss, when will we do it?"

Lying in the shadows, a young man with a Mohawk spoke to the middle-aged man next to him.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man looked at the convoy not far away and said:

"We will take action when they officially hand over the work."

"Hey, these financial group dogs are really cautious. We have been waiting here for two days, but they only found them now."

The young man with a Mohawk sneered. The middle-aged man frowned and was about to speak, but the fire and explosion not far away interrupted his words.

The gust of air swept through, and the crowd not far away suddenly became agitated, and gunshots continued to ring out.

The middle-aged man's brain went blank for a moment, but he quickly reacted and shouted behind him:

"Who the hell told you to do it now?!"

There was silence behind him, obviously he had not yet reacted to this sudden change.

Soon, the man with a Mohawk on the side swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice:

"Boss, our ambushers were attacked."

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he asked, "How many attackers are there, and what equipment are they equipped with?"

His first reaction was that the intelligence had been leaked, and the Nathan Group knew about their ambush in advance and sent people to encircle and suppress them.

However, the other party's words directly broke his guess, and he was unable to recover for a long time.

The man with the Mohawk looked at the message sent back by the attacked member, and after a long while he stammered:

"The attacker was a single person, a woman, armed with a weapon..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva again:

"...Thermal sword."

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PS: I saw someone was asking for pictures, so I posted the concept character design.

PS2: The portal I sent yesterday did not show up, I will send it again

Chapter 43: What does it mean to face the final boss?

"You said, one person with a heat sword cut down our fully armed team?"

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, but before he could continue speaking, the second explosion from not far away immediately dispelled his thoughts.

The fearless leader of the Crazy Fire Gang rarely showed any fear. He took a deep breath and said:

"This job is tough. Notify the ambush personnel. We are ready to run away."

"But Boss, we have been squatting here for two days."

The guy with the mohawk spoke hesitantly.

"Idiot, what's more important, money or life?!" The middle-aged man cursed and kicked the other person.

Based on his many years of experience in robbery, he knew that in this kind of confusing situation he would basically run away if he could. If he were to wrestle with this group of consortium dogs, ten members of the Dianhuo Gang would not be enough to kill him.

The guy with the Mohawk haircut got kicked and grimaced in pain, not daring to continue persuading him.

He shouted in the communication, and the Dianhuo Gang, which had been waiting for two days, retreated in disgrace.

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On the other side, the Wild Wolf Gang, which was attacked, was now in a tough battle.

Even with the equipment supported by the consortium, they were still suppressed by the sudden attack.

The enemy's firepower was too strong. Even with the advantage in numbers, they were still unable to break through the encirclement line set up in advance by the enemy.

The leader of the Wild Wolf Gang looked at the blond man lying behind the bunker. His suit had become tattered and his hair was messy due to the wind. He looked very embarrassed.

As a representative of the Nathan Group, he could never have imagined that someone would dare to intercept and ambush them halfway.

"Mr. Vonarfin, I need an explanation!"

He leaned behind the bunker and looked at the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, his emotions somewhat out of control:

"Why were we attacked?!"

——I want to find someone to ask what’s going on! ?

The leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, Venafin, was dissatisfied when he heard this, but he did not show it on his face. He said:

"Someone must have leaked our whereabouts...Except for a few people in the Wild Wolf Gang, no one knows what happened tonight. Did you leak the news...?"

The artillery fire poured down and the debris flew, forcing Vonafin to shield his face with his hands. The next moment, he heard the representative of the Nathan Group in front of him speaking with suppressed anger:

"You mean, the loyalty of the employees of the Nathan Group is not as trustworthy as that of your gang?"

Vonafin rubbed his brows, took a deep breath and said:

"Mr. Yoka, now is not the time to blame each other... We will find out who leaked the information later. The question now is how can we break out of here."

The man named Yoka also calmed down after hearing this.

"Nason Group will hold the leaker accountable afterwards."

Knowing that the current situation was not suitable for an argument, he no longer dwelled on who leaked the information.

After calming himself down a little, the man named Yoka put his hands on his temples and dialed someone's number.

The next moment, Vonafin looked at Yoka and saw a virtual screen in front of him.