The senior and top combat power of the Muse family were all killed by the Dark World. When the news came back to the conference room of a hotel, the mood at the scene began to become complicated.

"Why is this happening? Why can't Douglas resist? The entire Muse family's top leaders were destroyed? When did the sun god Apollo become so cruel?" After learning the news, the man named Torysf immediately slapped the handrail and stood up from the sofa excitedly.

For them, the strong attack from the Dark World this time was a slap in the face, especially the sun god Apollo, a man who used to be so gentle, changed all his style this time. It was really surprising.

Well, they originally wanted Douglas to use the energy of the Muse family to resist the army in the dark world and test Su Rui's determination, but the news they were waiting for was... the entire Muse family was almost completely finished - the so-called shield was vulnerable at all.

"I have said long ago that if the sun god Apollo was in charge of the overall situation in the dark world, he would be more difficult to deal with than Zeus!" said the white-haired Fanqier in anger.

Vanqier's security training base was attacked, almost ruining his years of hard work in the security field. At this moment, this old guy was heartbroken and bleeding.

In fact, large military resource contractors in various countries will face similar problems. Their business lines and the dark world will more or less overlap. In the bright world, the competition in the military resource field has almost reached a white-hot level. If you want to expand your company's business, you have to abolish those that belong to the dark world.

That's right, that's what Vanchier was trying to do.

He originally planned to push Master Qilin as a shield and try the attitude of the dark world. If Zeus and the Twelve Heavenly God are weak and can be bullied, then Fanqier will be ready to do this with great fanfare.

However, this so-called reality slapped Fanqier hard in the face, almost dispersing his old bones.

"Everyone, please be calm. This time, Douglas, the Muse family, not us." At this time, another middle-aged man said: "What are our identities? If Apollo can really go to war with us at all costs, it is equivalent to provoking the entire world of light. Those big men are destined to be in danger. Even the Freemasons will never be able to watch this matter continue to ferment."

"You are wrong, Diabit, just like we can push the Muse family as a shield, the world of light can also give up on us. No one cares about cannon fodder, do you understand?" Torysf said in a deep voice. When he said this, his eyes seemed to lose the glory of hope, full of heaviness and grief.

"Haha, you're too pessimistic, why are we cannon fodder? We're all big shots everywhere we put them." The man named Diabit said, "I think this Apollo will stop after erasing the Muse family. If things continue to make a big deal, it will not be of any benefit to him."

After pausing, he lit a cigar, took a sip, and said, "Besides, with the strength of our families, if we unite, Apollo may really be no match for him."

"No, we can't just look at the power of Apollo now. Diabit, if you want to look at the dark world as a whole, they dare to attack my security training base, so maybe the next target is you." Fanqier glanced at his companion with contempt, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Some things, if you are blindly optimistic, are stupid."

Diabit patted the armrest of the sofa heavily: "Vanqier, who are you calling stupid?"

However, at this moment, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside the room: "Boss, boss..."

A very bad premonition suddenly surged in Diabit's heart, because... this was the voice of his secretary!

The next second, the door of the conference room was opened from outside, and his secretary stumbled in, his face full of panic!

"Boss, all the merchant ships that our shipping company leave the port are captured!"

All captured?

Diabit started out through shipping, but now some forces in the Dark World have also begun to enter this field and have formed great competition with him. Therefore, his purpose is the same as Vanchier, who wants to take this opportunity to annex the Dark World's share in related fields and take the opportunity to extend his hand a little longer.

Diabit's shipping company is quite large. If all the maritime merchant ships are captured... Then how much power can the Dark World score to deal with him? At least, every route in the world must be taken care of! This itself is a very terrifying force!

Diabit's back was instantly wet with sweat!

This is not something that can happen to you, and you can't feel it at all.

Vanquil looked at Diabit with a sneer, his eyes full of mockery.

"The dark world is moving too quickly, and you will capture all your merchant ships quietly. This is waiting for you to take the initiative to offer, Diabit." The man named Torysf also said.

Everyone present knew that if such a thing happened, it was impossible for the Light World to care about it, at least it would not interfere on the surface. After all, Diabit and others crossed the line privately, so they could only solve it themselves!

Diabit had many merchant ships, but they were all captured. In his opinion, it was simply incredible! How much energy and price does the dark world have to pay to deal with him?

Originally, the shipping tycoon thought that he would not be discovered by others when he was hidden behind the scenes, but this time, it was obvious that the dark world had already grasped his movements and made extremely targeted arrangements in the shortest time!

Diabit still wants to hide behind the scenes, hide a hammer!

"So..." At this time, the man in the room who had not spoken for a long time finally said: "We are all targeted by the dark world, and no one can escape. From the beginning, they wanted to attack not only Talindia, but also the Muse family, but everyone here."

The man looked gray-haired and dressed in a casual suit. From the beginning to now, he has been smoking a cigar. He didn't extinguish the cigar until he spoke.

When he spoke, no one else interrupted. It was obvious that the old man had a very high prestige here.

The old man stood up and glanced across everyone's faces: "You, me, him, everyone here can't escape the gaze of the dark world. Their revenge has been firmly determined to the point where it cannot be shaken."

"Mr. Chielli, you have a high reputation in the Masonic community. Can you put pressure on the dark world through the Masonic community?" Diabit said with a sweat on his head.

He is still thinking about his merchant ships.

Even if these merchant ships can be redeemed from the hands of the dark world, then what Diabit will pay will inevitably be an unimaginable sky-high price!

The old man named Chieri glanced at him: "Your life is almost gone, and you are still thinking about your merchant ship? You, you, I am so disappointed."

As he said that, Chieri stepped outside.

"Mr. Chielli, where are you going? You have to help us at this time!" Diabit quickly stepped forward to stop him.

The old man stopped, turned around, and said to the people present: "Leaving here as fast as possible, the dark world will not let it go. Saving your life is more important than anything else."

After pausing, Chielli added: "It is best to mobilize all the power that can protect you, and it is better to find some top experts. Survival is the first priority."

"Mr. Chiellie, let's go with you," said Torysf. "Get together the strength of all of us and twist it into a rope. I believe we will be able to support this level!"

"The best mercenary team in my own company is downstairs. Their strength is definitely above the average level of the dark world. Even if it encounters an attack, it can hold on for a while." Fanqier said in a deep voice, and he also stood up.

"I hope so." Chieri shook his head.

Two minutes later, the conference room was empty.

Downstairs of the hotel, two black cars started.

Around these two cars, there were escorts from more than a dozen jeeps, and there were some fully armed mercenaries sitting in the jeep, all of whom were Vanchier’s men.

"Mr. Chielli thinks, can these mercenaries of mine resist the attacks of the dark world?" Vanchir asked worriedly.

"It won't be able to resist it for long." Chieri shook his head: "All we can do now is pray to the sun god Apollo to stop as soon as possible so that we can still have life. In fact, even if you mobilize all the power to protect you, you can't resist Apollo. After all, he is carrying the power of the whole world."

This sentence made everyone present feel ashamed. They all believed in Chielli's vision. Therefore, the more severe the latter said, the less hope they had for survival.

Nadiabit has obviously completely lost his composure: "At worst, I don't want those merchant ships anymore. I'll give them all to the dark world. Can they still kill me?"

This guy hasn't realized yet that the dark world never cared about any merchant ship!

However, just when the few people were most desperate, Chielli's phone suddenly rang!

When he saw the number, an excitement appeared on his lifeless face!
Chapter completed!