Chapter 1130: Arresting People (Super Long Chapter, Please Give Me Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1131: Arresting (Very long chapter, please vote)

Note Intelligent Building·Board Meeting Room

"Okay, we have exchanged our opinions on each other. Do you have anything else to add?"

The old man sitting at the main seat of the conference table looked at the people in the conference room and asked with a smile.

"There is another question,"

A young man among the people of West Steel raised his hand and looked at the old man, "How to solve the FBI? All our security personnel will follow your useless person in charge to surround an empty building? Then who will protect our safety?"

Hearing this, everyone's face changed.

The middle-aged man of West Steel sitting next to the old man closed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

"This matter is indeed a problem,"

The old man's face did not change. He knew that the other party was not really angry about this matter, but was taking advantage of the issue to fight for the interests of West Steel.

He swept his face calmly over the people of West Steel, and continued in a slow voice, "At noon today, Lockett will open the city gate and let the mercenaries in. As long as the mercenaries enter the city, the FBI's problem will not be a problem."

"What about the list Lockett opened?"

The young man said, "Do we have to give that old fox everything he wants? Isn't he afraid of being fed to death? And it has always been your Note Intelligence that has been leading the fight against that 'Sott'. Now that trouble has arisen, it is not appropriate to take on both sides, right?"

"Lockett will make concessions,"

The old man's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly, "I believe you have all received orders from Vitland. This cooperation order comes from the highest board of directors.

"Of course, this time it is indeed our leading role. For this cooperation, we at Note Intelligence are also willing to make some concessions. We are willing to bear 70% of what Lockett asked for.

"We are also willing to sell our heavy industry subsidiary in Minte City to West Steel at a reasonable price."

Hearing his words, everyone present changed their faces.

Even the middle-aged man with squinted eyes raised his head and glanced at the profile of the old man.

"Sir, we spent more than ten years to cultivate those heavy industrial subsidiaries."

A man in the crowd of Note Intelligence couldn't help but speak.

Those companies are not just a few companies, but also bridgeheads that have been established with great difficulty to launch an attack on Wester Steel. As long as these bridgeheads are there, they are qualified to compete with Wester Steel in the heavy industry of Minte City.

"This is the sincerity we should give,"

The old man just glanced at him, then turned to look at the people of Wester Steel, "Our headquarters has only one request, hoping that the mercenary group entering the city can gain a foothold in Minte City and not cause any trouble."

"Of course,"

The middle-aged man who had been silent beside the old man slowly spoke and smiled, "We have also received instructions from Vitland, and we will definitely do what we should do."

Hearing the middle-aged man speak, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two major consortiums are sitting together now, just because the top has issued a death order to unite.

But they have fought in Minte City for so many years, and there are more or less grievances. If they really carry out the joint mission like this, the people below will inevitably trip each other up uncontrollably.

That's why he held this meeting to gather the local backbones and powerful figures on both sides, so that both sides can talk about their conflicts and try to reach a settlement in a short time.

For this reason, he even applied to the headquarters for more resources and concessions under pressure.

Now the problem has been discussed and the tone of cooperation has been set. As long as the two sides quarrel again, put aside the dispute and ease the conflict, the foundation for short-term cooperation will be laid.

The situation is finally on the right track.

Just when the old man breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak to the next link, a voice sitting in the corner slowly sounded. It was a young man on the side of Note Intelligence. It seemed that he was attending this kind of meeting for the first time. He asked cautiously,

"Everyone, is there really no problem with the FBI?"

Hearing his question, the faces of the people present were different in an instant.

Everyone here knows that the FBI is just a "bargaining chip" for West Steel to negotiate.

No one is worried that the FBI can really make a splash. What does it rely on? Just rely on those dozen or so rubbish who didn't even have a reputation before and only made a living on the edge of the FBI?

Even if they are led by the deputy chief of staff of the FBI headquarters, they are just a pile of loose sand.

For these people, let alone breaking through their blockade in the FBI building, whether they can gather together, whether they have morale, and whether they will run away halfway are all problems.

However, since someone asked, there must be an answer to reassure people.

The old man sitting in the main seat glanced at the people with different expressions and spoke slowly,

"There was indeed a small accident at the FBI, which caused a little flaw in our plan, but that was not the focus of our plan this time,

"We all know what kind of roles the group of "agents" that Soter temporarily summoned are,

"The real backbones of the FBI in Minter City have either been broken, skinned, or completely dead. The ones who are alive now are all stray dogs without bones, hiding in dark corners to survive,

“Could it be that when a wild dog walks out of its kennel and glances at the sun, it becomes courageous?

“And Sauter is just a dying old dog with a pack of wild dogs.

"We can shoot them to death at any time, but we just have to control these wild dogs to suddenly go crazy, which affects our actions."

He looked at the young man and slowly concluded, "And the reason why we have to mobilize people to surround the FBI building is to prevent wild dogs from running around and disturbing people, rather than being afraid of them. At the same time, we also need to Fix it in one place so that when you need to shoot them to death, you won’t waste any time.”

"It's not like we haven't come into contact with people from the FBI,"

A person in the crowd laughed and said, "It's just a bunch of wild dogs. They will follow whoever has something to eat. Once we have discussed it and give us something to eat, they might come up with their tails wagging. If you look up, Just looking at them makes you look despicable."

"Our manpower is outside the building now. If they come to this building to look for us, wouldn't we be in danger?"

The young man hesitated for a moment and continued to ask in a low voice.

"Hahaha, it's very dangerous, it's indeed very dangerous."

A person in the crowd glanced at him and started laughing.

"You mean those wild dogs can break through our strict surveillance and dare to come to the Music Note Smart Building to find us?"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the conference room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The young man who asked the question looked at the laughing seniors in front of him, pulled his cheeks in embarrassment, and also laughed.

"alright,"

At this time, the middle-aged man sitting next to the old man raised his hand, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said slowly

"Don't worry, everyone. We had considered this situation beforehand, so we invited a battle-hardened C-class transcendent from the mercenary groups on both sides to enter the city to protect our safety.

“Many of you here must have met those two.

"Those two are right outside the office door now,"

He smiled and continued, "That Sauter is just a C-level person. If he dares to come to us, he has fallen into a trap. If you are still worried, we can also invite those two in."

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man sitting next to him nodded slightly.

The FBI building was sealed off and all the passages were blocked. It was impossible for anyone to escape.

The two C-levels from the mercenary group are much stronger than Quick.

Sauter dared to come here and was still injured. He was really asking for his own death.

"alright,"

The old man raised his hand and ended this time-wasting question, "Ignore this question, the situation is still under our control——"

drop--

Before he could even finish his words, a piercing alarm sounded in the conference room.

"what's the situation?"

The middle-aged man looked up at the old man beside him.

"Someone down there sounded the alarm bell."

The old man immediately raised his hand and picked up the emergency phone under the desk.

At the same time, he pressed another button under the desk, and a small closed door in the corner of the office appeared, slowly opening, revealing the deep passage inside.

But before everyone could react.

Bang bang bang——

Rapid gunshots came from outside the office door.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Someone attacked us?"

The originally calm crowd suddenly became panicked.

"do not be afraid,"

The middle-aged man immediately raised his hand and shouted loudly, "The people guarding the outside now are elites, as well as C-level extraordinary beings. Let's leave through the safe passage first."

boom--

The moment his words rang out, a loud noise sounded from the main door of the conference room, as if some powerful force was hitting the solid door.

Then there was a loud shout, "FBI, open the door!"

"FBI?"

A figure in the crowd screamed.

There seemed to be a fierce gunfight and collision outside the door.

"The FBI can't break into private property, either."

The middle-aged man shouted, "We still have extraordinary beings outside. They can't break in. Please go through the safe passage first!"

boom--

The closed office door was suddenly knocked open, and a figure covered in blood walked through the entire conference room with the torn door open.

boom--

Then with a violent roar, it hit the open door and blocked the door.

"That's from the mercenary group——"

Someone in the crowd saw the bloody figure that was thrown out, and couldn't help shouting.

But no one listened to him at this moment, and everyone's eyes were drawn to the open door.

A figure wearing the uniform of an officer of the Music Note Intelligence Mercenary Group appeared in everyone's sight.

The figure was pinched by the neck with a broad hand, raised high, and entered the conference room step by step.

Immediately afterwards, several figures with guns quickly rushed into the conference room, blocked the small door, and raised their guns to point at everyone in the conference room.

boom--

The officer who was lifted up was thrown into the corner of the conference room like a rag, revealing the tough face covered in blood that had just been covered by his body.

"Saote! What are you going to do!"

The moment he saw that face, the always steady old man's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help shouting loudly, "This is the private property of Note Smart. If you break into a residential building, I will sue you in federal court!"

"The FBI is on the case,"

He Ao calmly glanced at the old man and the nervous figures around him, took out his ID from his arms, opened it and showed it, "We now suspect that Note Intelligence and West Steel are involved in collusion with Chaos Believers, come with me."

"Sote, where is your evidence and arrest warrant?"

The brown-haired middle-aged man standing next to the old man said slowly, "Are you going to arrest people illegally?"

Then he glanced at the corpse outside the door, his body trembling a little, but he still tensed his body and said, "You don't have evidence and arrest warrants, you can ignore the facts and the federation and kill people at will ? Does the FBI have this right? "

"According to federal law, after obtaining authorization from the Department of Justice and the Federal Circuit Court, the FBI has the right to require everyone to cooperate in the investigation of the evil god and the evil god church," He Ao put away his documents and looked at everyone calmly, "I am here to investigate the Chaos Church. I happen to have these two authorizations. I am not here to arrest you. I just ask you to go back to the FBI with me to cooperate with the investigation."

"You come to invite us to cooperate with the investigation and kill so many people?"

The middle-aged man looked at the blood behind He Ao and said angrily.

"According to federal law,"

He Ao's tone remained calm, "In the process of handling the case, if someone tries to attack an FBI agent or refuses to cooperate with force, we have the right to shoot him.

"We have explained the whole story to these few people outside, but they still want to attack us."

He swept his eyes over the crowd, pulled the blood on his cheek, and smiled, "Everyone, our approach is reasonable among FBI agents. "

The faces of everyone present changed slightly.

The FBI does have the power to shoot attackers, but in the past, they stood behind the FBI agents and relied on the FBI to "deal with" the "mobs" who attacked them crazily.

This was the first time that someone from the FBI stood in front of them.

How dare he!

"Everyone,"

He Ao raised the Gauss gun he had just picked up from the security guards, looked at everyone, and continued to smile, "Let's go?"

Click, click, click——

A series of crisp mechanical collisions sounded around, which were the sounds of the surrounding FBI agents checking the magazines and then reloading their pistols.

This ups and downs sounded like fine drumbeats, beating on everyone's hearts.

"Fuck you! "

A figure in the crowd suddenly dragged out a suitcase from under the desk.

Then the suitcase quickly unfolded into a set of exoskeleton armor, covering him.

He raised his hand, and the micro laser cannon in his hand was aimed at He Ao to accumulate energy, while rushing towards the French window on the side, "I don't want to play with you anymore!"

Bang——

A bright light flashed by.

The flashing Gauss gun bullet hit his chest, carrying his body and exoskeleton armor together, hitting the ceiling, and then rolling down from the sky.

Charred smoke came out of his chest.

He Ao put down the Gauss gun and smiled at the rest of the people, "Everyone, those who flee for fear of crime and refuse to cooperate will be treated as chaos believers. I think you should all know the Federation's attitude towards evil god believers. "

A brief silence spread in the crowd, and He Ao did not seem to feel the oppressive atmosphere. He turned to the side, revealing the damaged conference room door and the blood-stained corridor, "Let's go. "

In the silence, the surrounding FBI agents slowly raised their pistols.

Finally, the old man standing in the crowd slowly raised his feet.

At this moment, Howe suddenly said, "Mr. Wicken of Note Intelligence in Minter City?"

He glanced at the flashing lights on the ceiling and smiled, "Maybe we should turn off the alarm system of this building first? We don't care, but if you die under your own defense system, it will inevitably be embarrassing."

The old man who was about to raise his feet froze, gritted his teeth, raised his bracelet, and entered a certain interface.

The violently resounding alarm stopped abruptly.

However, just as he was about to take back the bracelet, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and then took off his bracelet.

"This is also evidence,"

Howe glanced at the special bracelet in his hand and smiled, "The FBI will keep it for you temporarily. "

"Sote, don't go too far! "

The old man lowered his voice and said angrily, "We will definitely appeal to the federal court! The federal government should amend the law, and people like you should be sentenced to death! Death penalty!"

"Then go ahead."

He Ao put away the bracelet, smiled, then he stepped forward and stepped into the pool of blood.

The old man looked at the blood all over the corridor and the bodies of the security guards lying on the ground, and his face gradually stiffened.

"By the way,"

He Ao, who was walking forward, suddenly remembered something, picked up the bracelet just now, turned around and looked at the old man, "What is the password of this bracelet?"

"This is a group secret."

The old man stiffened his neck and said coldly.

He Ao smiled and put away the bracelet, without asking any more questions, and continued to move forward.

"This bunch of lunatics who don't know law and order."

The old man took a step, stepped on the blood on the ground, and couldn't help saying.

He trembled and almost fell.

The brown-haired middle-aged man next to him reached out and supported the old man.

In the end, the crowd was surrounded by several people from the FBI and slowly walked downwards.

In the corner, there were some security personnel holding their heads, shivering in the gap.

They did not attack He Ao and others and hid at the beginning of the battle.

The thin Hel stood at the end of the crowd, staring blankly at the well-dressed figures moving forward under their hands.

"What's wrong?"

The red-haired Borrick came over and handed Hel a cigarette.

Hull lowered his head, looked at the cigarette, hesitated, and then took it.

"I just didn't expect it,"

Hull looked confusedly at the offices around him that were gilded with silver and inlaid with various solid woods. He slightly shrugged the tip of his nose and said, "We can get in here one day."

"Who can say clearly about the things in this world?"

Borrick picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette in his hand. Along with the lingering mist, he smiled, "We are here to kill this time. The guy killed everyone, so we collected some information and said We have to fight hard, but we actually don’t have a chance to fight hard.”

He picked up the lighter and prepared to light Hull's cigarette.

Seeing the lighter approaching, Hull hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered, "Well, I'm not very good at smoking."

Borrick looked up at him, reached out and snatched the cigarette back from his hand, "Why are you taking my cigarette if you don't smoke?"

Hel was stunned and looked at Borrick's back as he slowly walked forward.

Finally, a smile formed on his lips and he quickly followed.

"What do you think that guy is thinking?"

Borrick glanced at Hull, who was following him with a cigarette in his mouth. "He has offended the two major financial groups to death. There will be no room for maneuver in the future."

"Mr. Sauter should have his own considerations,"

Hull said slowly, "His original relationship with the two major consortiums was not good either."

"In the future, we wild dogs will also be a thorn in the side of these consortium masters. We used to be able to hide in dark corners and survive, but now we are completely on the stage. The only choice is life or death."

Borrick glanced at Hel and smiled, "Are you scared?"

"I always feel that Mr. Sauter might be able to change something. He is just like us, but also different."

Hull did not answer the question directly, but said hoarsely, "Even with us 'wild dogs', we can stand in the sun and do something."

"Is it."

Borrick held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the back in front of him.

The cheeks under the lingering smoke slowly showed a smile after a brief silence.

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