Chapter 243 Deception [Two chapters combined, 6000 words, please subscribe]



The submarine underwater seemed to have learned of the battle situation on the surface, and turned to leave without saying a word.

However, it was too big and its turning speed was too slow.

When it tried to dive down and swim towards the deep sea, it was already overtaken by Chitose.

By this time, the graphite powder and the energy of those space signal transmitters had been almost exhausted, and Chitose had already found a little bit of the feeling of flying.

Although it still can't fly, it's more than capable of keeping itself moving in the water.

With several small motors running at full power, Chitose sped through the water like a missile.

The submarine's side was getting closer and closer in his eyes. He could even see some mottled marks on the side of the submarine, so it seemed that it was a second-hand vessel.

Regardless of whether it was secondhand or not, Chitose charged headfirst into the submarine's large belly.

Having just been through a hail of bullets, he felt even more satisfied with his body. Since it was revenge, he would take the most violent and shocking approach.

With a "Duang!" sound, Chisui was a little dizzy from the force of the recoil.

The scene of directly punching a hole in the submarine, which she had imagined, did not occur. Chitose was not discouraged. She approached the submarine, raised her fist, and began to punch it hard, one punch after another.

It's understandable that he didn't create a large hole, since he was in the water and his speed wasn't that fast to begin with.

Moreover, the submarine's outer hull is indeed quite thick, and there's also the difference in mass between the two...

But now, each punch is different. Chisui concentrates all his strength in his fist, striking the same spot. After five blows, he finally punched a hole in the outside of the submarine.

With this hole, things will be much easier from now on.

Chisui grabbed both sides of the hole with her hands and used all her strength to pry it open.

Pull it to the left, tug it to the right...

The opening grew larger and larger, from the size of a bowl to the size of a vat, and tons of seawater began to rush into it one after another.

The people inside the submarine panicked as soon as Chitose crashed into it:

"Speed ​​up, speed up!"

"It's too late, prepare for impact!"

After Chitose crashed into them, they actually calmed down:

"Are you alright?"

"Fortunately, our submarine is sturdy enough..."

When Chisui raised his fist, everyone's hearts jumped again:

"No way, no way?"

"Doesn't your hand hurt?"

"..."

When the seawater rushed in, these people basically stopped complaining and ran faster than anyone else, bumping around like headless flies.

The problem is, this is 60 or 70 meters underwater, so where can they run to?

Not content with just one hole, Chisui drilled another hole on the upper part, left rear, right rear, and right side of the submarine to accelerate its descent.

Not satisfied with that, he casually fired a small missile at the submarine's stern...

By the time he finished all this, the submarine had already sunk to a depth of 200 meters...

The snipers are gone, the helicopters are gone, the speedboats are gone, and the submarine has been sunk. There shouldn't be any other armed forces to stop us, right?

Chisui stepped onto the ground, glanced at the entrance to the bunker, and strode forward.

...

The high prices on Changming Island reflect both worry and anticipation.

He was worried that something might go wrong with Chisui, but at the same time, he hoped that Chisui could give him a surprise.

Finally, my anxious heart was soothed the moment the communication signal was restored.

"Your Majesty, how are you? Are you alright?"

After a while, Qian Sui's voice came over, "Sir, I'm fine. I've fulfilled my mission and caught that bastard Terence!"

"call!"

He let out a long breath, stretched out his body, lay flat on the bed, and spread himself out in a "big" shape:

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright," he said after a while, before he realized, "Did they catch the culprit?"

"Yes, this guy was hiding in the big refrigerator in the kitchen, thinking he could escape my search!"

"...The refrigerator is quite something, isn't it? Set it up properly and let me see what kind of thing it is!"

Soon, a man who looked nothing like Sagier was brought under the watchful eye of the Emperor.

He has a respectable appearance, a long Western face, and a slightly roguish charm, but his eyes are a little fierce, as if he wants to devour Gao Feng on the other side of the camera.

"Have you asked him?"

"Not yet, we just found him and you came over right away, sir."

"Alright, let's find a safe place and have a proper, in-depth discussion with this Mr. Terence."

The camera started shaking, and Chitose was carrying Terence in one hand like a chick. About two minutes later, Chitose replied:

"Sir, I am currently on a small island near De Valletta. There are few people around, and it should be an undeveloped desert island."

"He doesn't have any tracking devices on him, does he?"

"Yes, I've already damaged it. I even ripped out a piece of his flesh and knocked out a few of his teeth!"

Once he was sure the area was safe, Gao Feng began interrogating Terence.

Before the interrogation, Gao Ang knew it wouldn't go too smoothly, but he didn't expect this guy to be just as stubborn as the one whose leg they had broken before. No matter how they asked or beat him, he just wouldn't talk.

“Look at you, you can’t just keep going like this. And don’t even think about anyone coming to rescue you. Don’t expect Sagil to plead for you either. You probably don’t know, but he’s the one who gave me the information. So, your big Sagil did do some work to catch you.”

Since force didn't work, Gao Ang decided to try other approaches to see if he could find a breakthrough.

"Sagil? Hmph, what a coward! He has no strength of his own, so he seeks outside help. Bah!"

Good news, this guy finally spoke.

"You can't say that. Foreign aid is part of the strength, right? You are too. If you didn't have foreign aid, could you have gotten such powerful weather weapons?"

Gao Feng began to subtly hint at the matter.

Terence glanced at Chisui's eyes, the one who was some distance away from him, wondering how the other knew he also had outside help.

"What, did I guess right?"

Gao Ang felt much more at ease; it seemed his guess was pretty much correct.

Terence possessed some of the Bethel family's advanced technologies, but he was certainly not advanced enough to master the secrets of spatial energy.

If he had possessed this ability earlier, he wouldn't have been able to be consistently outmatched by Sagir.

This only shows that he has only recently made a breakthrough in space weapons.

"Actually, there's something you might not know. Your good brother Sajir already knows all about you. All those so-called high-tech gadgets of yours are a joke in his eyes. Otherwise, how did this Iron Man in front of you come about?"

"impossible!"

Terence became excited. "Most of the Bethel family's secrets are with me. There's no way that Sagir could possibly extend his reach into my territory."

"Oh? You're so sure? Then do you know why I only arrested the man in black and didn't deal with the other two?"

Terence's gaze began to wander, and his resolve began to waver.

"It's simple. They're just spies that Sajir planted around you. You think you have many secrets, but in your good brothers' eyes, you're a joke. Weather weapons, spatial energy—it's all bullshit. Can your stuff create wealth and power? In your hands, it's just a pile of scrap metal. Only in Sajir's hands can it bring endless wealth to your brothers. They're human too; they need money and women, you idiot!"

Terence grew increasingly angry, his emotions no longer as calm as before. Ang pressed his advantage, continuing to provoke him:

“Actually, I know that Sagier is a two-faced man. I even have evidence that he wants to get rid of me. How about this, let's cooperate. You tell me what you know, and I'll secretly let you go. But I have one condition…”

Terence didn't respond immediately; he was a little dizzy from Gao Long's outburst. "Who exactly are you? One minute you're dealing with me, the next you're dealing with Sagil?"

"I'm a profit-seeker and a technology enthusiast, and I'm very interested in your weather weapon. If you develop this weather weapon well, the reward will be no less than what Sagir gave me. Do you understand what I mean?"

Terence nodded as if he understood, but he was also doing his own calculations: judging from the current situation, he was at a complete disadvantage. Not only was his life in their hands, but his underlings had also been almost completely wiped out... How could he possibly fight against Sagir in the future?

What this steel monster in front of me said makes some sense. Scientists are all a bit obsessive, and they need funding to do their research. So it's understandable that he's getting along with Sagir.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to take advantage of this expert in front of us?

Terence was also a profit-driven man. In his view, the death of his underling and other losses were acceptable. As long as he could get rid of Sagir and seize ultimate control of the Bethel family, everything was worth it.

"What you said makes some sense, but why should I believe you?"

Terence stared into Chisui's eyes, trying to see through the strange man's inner thoughts, but it was all in vain.

All he saw was a cold, indifferent LED panel...

"The choice isn't really yours, Mr. Terence. I hope you understand your current predicament. You're barely able to protect yourself, and as for me, I'm only slightly interested in your weather weapon. Listen carefully, just 'slightly interested.' If Mr. Sagir has something I'm more interested in, your bargaining chip won't be worth a penny. In other words..."

With a haughty tone, Chisui slowly lowered her head and approached Terence's blood-stained face, "I could snap your little neck right now!"

As Gao Ang finished speaking, Qian Sui's right hand gripped Terence's neck and began to slowly exert force.

Terence panicked, kicking his legs wildly and grabbing Qian Sui's right hand tightly, crying out, "No, no, no, I'll talk, I'll talk!"

He hadn't expected that the guy opposite him would be a bit crazy!

What happened to the communication? What happened to the negotiation? Not only did they take out his whole gang right away, but now they're trying to break his neck...

The best way to deal with this kind of madman is to satisfy his needs. Maybe if the madman is happy, he will actually let him go!

Does a madman operate according to any set rules? No!

However, it's also possible that it depends on personal preference!

Go along with them and make them happy, that shouldn't be wrong, right?

"The weather weapon you mentioned, we call it the 'Atmospheric Kinetic Energy Destruction Quantum Matrix.' I borrowed it from someone else; that person is a good friend of our Bethel family. If you're in our circle, you should have heard of him—it's the Dort family from England..."

"The Dort family?"

Hearing this name, Gao Feng was not very surprised; it was perhaps both expected and unexpected.

Gao Feng had previously speculated that anything related to spatial theory was more or less connected to the Death Valley incident.

That's perfect, it matches up now.

“That’s right, the ancestors of the Dort family and our Bethel family were practically brothers in arms…”

"Stop! I know this part of your history very well. Let's skip that and get to the next part!"

“Uh, okay,” Terence wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pulled a pack of cigarettes from the corpse at his feet, and, ignoring that they weren’t his favorite cigars, lit one up before continuing, “Since you know about the Dort family, you should also know about some of the changes that have happened to them. Some time ago, both our Bethel family and their Dort family were attacked by unknown forces and suffered heavy losses. Especially our Bethel family, basically all the upper echelons were wiped out, leaving only me and Sagir as the current leaders. The Dort family isn’t much better off, but their old folks are more cunning than ours. They’ve already planned their escape route, and started plotting to establish branches and bases in other parts of the world two hundred years ago…”

He pulled another lighter from the corpse, lit his cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a few smoke rings into the air, slowly reminiscing as if recalling something. "So, the Dort family's losses in this attack were much smaller. After the Dort family retreats from the Western world, this place can be considered the main battlefield between me and Sagir. Don't underestimate the size of the He Kingdom; if you really want to be precise, the other countries are all under the control of our Bethel family. This is why Sagir and I are fighting so fiercely, and with the Dort family's retreat and the passing of our ancestor, our struggle has moved from the shadows to the open."

Terence glanced at Qian Sui and asked, "Aren't you the reinforcements Sagil invited? Similarly, my reinforcements are the Dort family. Although they retreated to the Mountain Kingdom, they haven't abandoned their interests in the West. Their roots are here after all, and they still care about this place. As for my, Terence's, ideals, compared to Sagil's, are more in line with the Dort family's needs..."

"What philosophy?"

"Sagier wants peaceful evolution and wants to connect the world through multiple fields such as economy and medicine; while my idea is to dominate the world through technological crushing and weapons suppression!"

Terence took another drag of his cigarette, and after two puffs, the cigarette was down to just a butt. "What era are we living in? Still talking about peaceful evolution and economic suppression... Sagir is brain-dead. All methods are paper tigers in the face of absolute power. What good is a good economy? What good is advanced medical technology? Once I unleash my weather weapon—yes, the term 'weather weapon' is even more accurate... Once I unleash my weather weapon, what use is economic advantage? Isn't money just paper, just data? With absolute power, aren't all those biomedical things just a piece of cake?"

Sajir casually tossed his cigarette butt aside, leaned against the wall, caught his breath, and looked up at Gao Feng with unwavering confidence. "See? I was right. As long as we cooperate, I can give you anything Sajir can give you, and even things he can't, like this weather weapon. Think about it?"

Consider it my foot!

Ang Gao smiled slightly, inwardly complaining, but still continued to ask in the same tone, "You're just making things up, how can I believe you? By the way, there's something I don't understand. Why did you go and provoke the Eastern Kingdom? I heard from Mr. Sagil that you wanted to kill one of their meritorious descendants, what was his name again?"

"A struggle for interests!"

Terence leaned against the wall, waved his hand, and spoke with increasing confidence, "Although I say I look down on Sagir's so-called economic evolution, I need money to recruit people or continue to expand the scale of weather weapons! And the economic lifeline of our Bethel family is the Orly Group. If the Orly Group is brought down by those few companies of that emerging Ang in the East, even if I defeat Sagir and take over the Bethel family, it will be of no use!"

"Is it as serious as you say?"

"Of course, outsiders may think that the Aoli Group is rich and powerful, and that even a centipede with a hundred legs will not fall down, but we know our own limitations. We do have technological reserves, but our technological reserves are still extensions on the original basis. For example, in chips, our foundation is still in silicon-based chips, while that kid's company has directly developed carbon-based chips. Isn't that like cutting off our lifeline? And some of the biopharmaceuticals developed by Dongsheng Health have more obvious and safer anti-cancer effects than our drugs. Tell me, how could I let their leader go?"

"Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

Along with Gao Yang's words, Qian Sui also gave a few thumbs up, which made Terence even more relaxed: It seems that this guy is about to be convinced by me!

Gao Feng, who was on Changming Island, was a little conflicted. After all this fuss, it all came down to money!

"If the product is no good, do you just flip the table?"

If he had to choose between Sagier and Terence as his opponent, he wouldn't choose either of them.

Terence is a player who flips the table, so he's unplayable and should be passed over immediately; Sajir is a player who schemes behind people's backs, so he's impossible to guard against and should also be passed over.

Ultimately, both of them have to be killed!

"I have another question. I made a recording in Sagil's office. Listen to it: 'Pretty impressive, ruthless and efficient. I like it. I hope you can help me deal with my cousin. But don't get too cocky. After you've dealt with Terence, I'll come after you!' So, is there anything you want to tell me? For example, what methods do you, Sagil, have? What kind of outside help do you have? Or does he, like you, possess some kind of black technology that can harm us?"

The message that Gao Ang played for Terence was a recording that he had stolen through biological components and then had Qian Sui use Sagil's voice to synthesize.

Terence was certainly familiar with Sagir's voice, and Sagir's tone in the recording matched his perception of him perfectly, so he trusted Gao's identity even more.

This further confirms that the Iron Man before him has sufficient reason to betray Zagiel, rather than putting on an act for him.

“Based on what I know of Sagil, he did have a backup plan, otherwise I would have killed him long ago! But to be honest, after all these years, I really don’t know what his backup plan is…”

Terence shrugged, indicating that he couldn't help.

However, from this point, Gao Ang could tell that this guy would eventually be completely manipulated by Sajir, as the two were simply not on the same level.

Look at Sajir, facing a thousand-year-old missile head-on and still managing to chat and laugh; while this Terence, in a heartbeat, considers the guy who wiped out his underlings as one of his own...

"Then, what about Sagir's allies, like the Dortmund family, are there any external allies?"

“He definitely has foreign aid, but the Dortmund family is definitely not his ally. The Dortmund family supports me, and our ideologies align... Apart from the Dortmund family, I really can't think of any other force that Sagir would want to befriend.”

Terence pondered for a long time before speaking.

Are you sure?

"I'm sure! But I can't guarantee it, because Sajir is a man who, in a mysterious way, might have other unknown methods. Then you can only pray for the best."

Terence had witnessed the terrifying power of this iron behemoth before him, and he was afraid that he had spoken too confidently. If the guy ended up suffering a loss, wouldn't he have to settle accounts with him?

"Alright, think about it again. Is there anything else you forgot to mention, like your relationship with the Dort family...?"

"My relationship with them was purely cooperative. They granted me the right to use the 'atmospheric kinetic energy destruction quantum matrix,' which is what you call a weather weapon, a few times..."

"Right of use?"

Gao Ang narrowed his eyes. This is a cooperative relationship? Terence must be an idiot.

"Yes, something this powerful, they definitely won't hand over the core technology to me. Just having the right to use it is good enough, even though I need to go to the mountain country to recharge it every time I use it..."

He was muttering to himself, and it was clear that Terence was still a little uncomfortable.

Where in the mountain kingdom can we recharge our energy?

Gao Ang had a guess in his mind, but hearing it from Terence's mouth made him even more certain.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Just do your job. If you can take care of Sagier without anyone noticing, I might let you see the prototype of this weather weapon."

Terence's eyes involuntarily glanced down, a hint of smugness on his face. A science fanatic like him shouldn't be able to resist such high-tech gadgets, right?

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