The late spring sunset is far away from the sky above Guadalajara with silence. There are only a few last rays of "struggle" that shine brightly on the desk in the study through the window. The reflection is not very beautiful, but rather... a mess. (Isn't it very literary?)

The whole room was messy.

Only the sofa was stable, and there was a figure sitting, the sunset clearly saw the blood vessels on his face, and also understood the depression and the anger released.

Wait for the lengthening of the camera and see the face clearly.

It was Thiago from the Billas family, but he looked pretty handsome now, with his lips trembling slightly. If you listen carefully, you can hear him as if he was cursing.

"Damn bastard! Damn Asian!****" This is followed by a slang that is difficult to understand in the local area, but it is also a unique North American feature.

The reason why he was angry was that when he wanted to sell Yarman, he couldn't say so at all. Of course, Thiago could not contact Dondao and Mister. What is his identity?

A criminal family...the second in command?

Who knows you?

Even if you are Guzman's son, you are not qualified.

The Savior Company has developed to this day, fully using its capabilities to overlook the world. Except for a few countries and organizations, who is not convinced?

Moreover, the company is still developing. If one day develops the so-called laser weapons and new technological weapons based on their technology, then it will be the only one.

Thiago contacted the North American headquarters through his relationship, and he was not a senior manager. He was just an ordinary second-level investigator, mainly responsible for the investigation of the "weapon retail" situation in North America, and there were also first-level, supervisors, etc.

The other party just said, "Billas family? Go back and wait for death."

Of course, this is not the case, but in Thiago's opinion, this is the case. According to the middleman's opinion, the other party didn't want to have any connection with the Bill Las family, so he blocked it directly.

This made Thiago, who heard the news, naturally angry. This feeling of being looked down upon actually happened to him!

Isn't this Mexico?

He really wanted to use the gun to give the other party a few mouths.

But he really doesn't have the courage. Even if he was almost pointed at the nose and scolded, what he was even more afraid of was the attitude of the savior company. The other party obviously didn't want to save the country in a curve, just one word...

Reckless!

"You can't wait to die here." Thiago closed his eyes in pain, staying in the family had no future. He took a deep breath and was about to get up, suddenly, an explosion broke the tranquility.

Thiago opened his eyes suddenly, hurried to the window, widened his eyes, and saw a heavy truck hitting the surrounding walls. This behemoth that could not stop the impact was twisted and collapsed in an instant.

A group of armed personnel rushed in and got angry with the bodyguard.

"Run!" Thiago only had this idea in his mind. He suddenly understood that it seemed that the second-level investigator did not refund him. Did he mean that he was asking him to run away quickly?

Damn, why do you understand now?

He ran away in a hurry, not even caring about his wife and children. He had money in his account outside, so he could find a wife.

…

The gunfight lasted about an hour.

During this period, no police came. The rich area called the police dozens of times, but no one answered the phone there?

After the armed personnel left, the brave people came over to see it. When they stood at the door, the smell of blood in the air was unbearable, let alone walking in. From the outside, you can tell that the Billas family... were all dead!

It was around 7 a.m. when four or five police cars drove over, it should be said to be "letting". When the car drove over, it pressed the window. The police superintendent, who was sitting in the passenger seat, actually smiled and greeted the people watching the fun.

"Nothing good to look at, gentlemen."

People in the wealthy area did not dare to speak loudly when facing armed militants, but they were still quite hard when facing the official staff. A man with a big nose asked very dissatisfiedly, "Why are you here now?"

"Because we have only received the call now." The Superintendent said calmly.

"We obviously made a lot of calls yesterday." Someone said dissatisfiedly.

The police superintendent looked at the woman talking and said with a smile, "That should be bad communication. You know, Guadalajara is often like this. OK, I think I'm going in and check it out." He was not afraid of the other party's complaints at all.

The only official ones that can be punished in Mexico are those who buy flour.

But not many people listened to him, and they were all asking each other. Some people called the senior executives they wanted to know. They lived in the wealthy area and were uneasy. The Superintendent looked at them and sneered in his heart.

The Billas family is gone...

He walked in and there were a few corpses in the living room, lying everywhere, some people were holding weapons, obviously looking to fight back.

"This is a family fight, and someone comes to transport the body away."

After he finished speaking, someone following him recorded this. Anyway, every stroke of this thing was decided by the mouth.

This is just an excuse.

Will anyone else stand up for the Billas family?

From early this morning, the interests of the Billas family in the seventh district began to be impacted, and the vassals could not resist at all and were immediately swallowed up, and they were fighting on the road to gold.

No one cares about the Bill Lass family.

Besides, the Savior Company's revenge list.

Everyone who offended deserves to die.

Who is the next one?

Many people around the world stared at each other. People who had ghosts in their hearts were very nervous. In private, they also called the little angel "Gestapo!"

Just because he is responsible for the Mogadishu bombing.

Don't care about these Tang Dao, he is now talking to Hermann.

It was less than two days, and only one day, the other party hurriedly sent him a call request. At that time, Mr. Tang was still listening to several departments' plans to build a marine experimental base. Fortunately, he was the boss and stopped as soon as he said he could stop.

I found a room, locked it, and then clicked it.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Herman." Tang Dao said with a happy smile. He was in a good mood and was still in a good mood to make a cup of coffee for himself, but the other side was very serious. "Nicholas, I want to tell you something very important."

"What? Why are you so serious?" Tang Dao said with a smile.

"I looked at the data you gave me, and I found a lot of familiar data. I flipped through the paper and found that many of them were the same as the DNA in the monster's body. In other words, the Superman Organization is completely on a chaotic path."

Tang Dao's expression on his face was stiff. What does this mean?

"You mean, there may be monsters in the future?"

"This is wrong. It should be said that there may be humans lacking human emotions, emotions, and perception!" Hermann said this very complicated. "Their data have 88% chances that destroy the human body's fully evolved DNA, causing death, and there is also a chance of optimization. But this so-called optimization is actually a disguised transformation, which may increase the sense of smell, hearing, and vision to a certain extent, but it may also cause out of control."

Are scientists so complicated to speak?

But Tang Dao first thought of zombies?

But it is not. This transformation technology is not contagious, which means that the data of Superman Project are all wrong.

"The best way you can do now is to send them directly to God, and God will teach them mathematics, physics and chemistry again," Herman suggested.

This method...is really good.
Chapter completed!