steal……
Serena immediately recalled the six-piece set bonus ability of the Asian woman from Team W.
She stood frozen before the cold porthole of the command submarine, her mind buzzing. The chill of the deep sea seemed to seep into her very bones.
A nearly forgotten scene suddenly ripped through my chaotic thoughts.
She disregarded the insignificant W team, so arrogant that she didn't even bother to check the list of those eliminated, firmly believing that no one would give up the generous treatment offered by Clinton and abandon the light for the dark.
Not only that, she also had complete confidence in the organization's security system. This was a meticulously designed and heavily fortified defense system; how could it be easily breached?
Who would have thought that someone would actually manage to slip through the net, escape the law, and successfully infiltrate the organization?!
A chill ran down Serene's spine to the back of her head. She turned around abruptly and looked back, becoming increasingly suspicious.
The door to the control room looked like it had been opened just now.
The alarm didn't go off, and she assumed the lock was loose and didn't think much of it, but now...
Just then, a dull thud drew Celine's attention back.
Roscoe Clinton's face was as dark as the sea before a storm. He was furious at the chaos of the stolen cultural relics, but fortunately, he had a large collection, so the loss of one item did not damage his overall collection.
Just as he was forcibly suppressing his anger and trying to regain control of the situation, he noticed that several seemingly ordinary hardcover notebooks with worn edges had appeared out of nowhere on the smooth table beside him!
Silent and without warning!
A chill instantly gripped Roscoe Clinton's heart.
He stared intently at the stack of notebooks, his eyes sharp as knives, as if they weren't paper, but a plastic bomb about to explode, or some kind of bizarre biological weapon.
After a brief silence, Clinton, trying his best to maintain the deep composure typical of a business tycoon, remained unmoved even in the face of a collapsing mountain, held up two fingers with extreme disgust, gesturing for Celine to open the notebooks beside him.
Celine's face was pale, her fingers trembled slightly, and with a sense of foreboding, she opened the notebook that had suddenly appeared.
After reading only the first page, her pupils dilated suddenly—this was… an account book!
The document clearly listed the date, material number, code, actual quantity received, and recorded quantity received… each item was shocking.
“No…impossible…” Celine murmured, her face draining of color instantly, turning as pale as a fish’s belly.
How could a real ledger be here?!
Who is Roscoe Clinton? He has been in the business world for decades, climbing up from the bloodiest primitive capital accumulation. He is well-versed in all kinds of corrupt tricks and fraudulent accounting methods, and can see through the truth with just one glance.
A sharp, chilling explosion rang out in the deathly silent command center!
With his rage reaching its peak, Clinton slapped Serene hard across the face.
Overwhelmed, Celine collapsed to her knees, her ears ringing, stars flashing before her eyes, and half of her face visibly swelling and turning red.
However, now is not the time to deal with the woodworms.
Reason instantly extinguished his boiling murderous intent.
Cleansing up the ranks can be done gradually; dealing with Xi Xi is the top priority! His vast deep-sea empire cannot collapse like this!
His voice was unusually calm, yet filled with a destructive madness:
"Everyone still breathing! Listen up!! Use water-based crossbows to bombard them! We have numerical superiority, what are we afraid of! Saturation attack! Ram! Smash! Blast x11!!!"
He took a deep breath and threw out the ultimate bounty, enough to ignite the desires of any desperate outlaw, his voice like a horn from hell:
"Whoever can wipe out X11! Whoever can immediately replace Celine in her position! Become Clinton's new commander! Control endless resources and power! Give me—kill!!!"
This order was like a bounty, throwing a burning torch into a cauldron of despair.
For many people at the bottom of society, since they are going to die anyway, they might as well fight it out and maybe they will have a chance to rise to the top.
Although Xi Xi's giant RV was protected by a teleportation array, Clinton was no pushover and quickly memorized the route he took after several laps. Once the teleportation point's location was cracked, the RV was naturally unable to withstand the encirclement and violently trembled amidst the frenzied impacts and underwater explosions.
The rear of the vehicle collapsed inwards in a large section after being recklessly struck by a small submarine, with exposed pipes spewing out blinding sparks.
A crack appeared in the glass porthole, caused by a water jet, and with the continuous impact of the water crossbow, it spread rapidly like a spider web...
How ridiculous! When did it become the United States' turn to use sheer numbers to counter China?
Xi Xi smiled dismissively, her body swaying slightly with the vibrations of the RV, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
Through the cracked porthole, she gazed at the dark mass of people rushing in like locusts.
A thunderous roar erupted from the vehicle's surface, echoing across the sea and striking the entire crowd.
However, Clinton had a plan to deal with this kind of attack, and was completely unaffected.
"Electric shock? You've got some skill." One of the team leaders said with a sneer, "Too bad, didn't expect that, did you? We have something that can protect against electric shocks!"
However, before he could finish speaking, another, even more violent, explosion shook the entire sea!
"BOOM—!!!"
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