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“It's just like a cut, and the result isn't that great either.” Behind the stunned man in black, a young man with a hint of a hippie vibe smirked as he pressed a dagger against him.
The dagger began to sway lightly, leaving a faint red mark on the neck of the Handsome Middle-Aged Man.
“Not bad. Based on just now’s performance, one-on-one wouldn’t be too much of a challenge for us. This guy is quite clever,” the only woman in the group stood casually to the right of the Tragedy, arms crossed, with a Metal Claw resting naturally near the opponent's temple.
She spoke in a nonchalant tone.
“I originally had someone else to play with, but who knew you all were so eager? What bad luck.” The Eurasian Mixed-Blood in front lit his cigar and pressed his gun against the other man's chin, shaking the cigar slightly as he complained.
“The girl is pretty good; her strength is definitely a threat. Why not just take her out?” The atmosphere turned somewhat eerie as they discussed her fate like pigs awaiting slaughter, with others nearby watching them like they were at a circus.
The overweight Representative, who had initially turned pale and wanted to stop the man in black from making a move, realized he was too late and his expression shifted between anger and despair.
He gritted his teeth and said, “Stop! This is our future partner. Don’t leave them with a bad impression!”
“Hmph, Representative, it seems we haven’t agreed to your terms.” Jefferson coldly snorted upon hearing the nonsense coming from that side.
Although he was reluctant to let Hive Security Company take over the entire Security System of their company, he had to admit that after their takeover, they could indeed eliminate many worries.
In front of him were eight super strong individuals, including their leader!
This was only part of the powerful forces sent by the other side! More were outside protecting the company’s external operations!
As for the next tier of ‘security,’ their numbers were even greater.
Perhaps this wouldn’t seem significant for some large multinational chains. But it was perfectly suited for the situation they were currently facing.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't grasp the other party's intentions at all, and had been continuously manipulated by their foresight, he wouldn't have so brazenly started to establish the Security Department to exert pressure.
"Are we really going to choose this brat instead of them?! Let me tell you! They are the behind-the-scenes Boss of Sunshine Corporation! Do you understand? That uproar over the H Virus was developed by their predecessor, Famasia Puxiang Company! Not to mention a series of results that are nearly monopolistic! No other force in the world can compare with them in these Aspects!" He angrily waved his fist, causing the fat Representative's flesh to jiggle with his agitated words.
Meanwhile, Jefferson furrowed his brow upon hearing this. It was indeed that organization.
Not long after the company's results were released and various parties began to slowly verify their authenticity, this organization had sent someone to contact him, but he had skillfully brushed them off without leaving a trace.
As a successful businessman, he wasn't particularly concerned about the other party's dirty background. Even major powers that were aware of it had taken a tacit approach, never launching targeted 'anti-terror' actions. He had no interest in becoming some anti-terror Elite.
However, regardless of how things were, some of their methods still made him uneasy. The risks of collaborating with such a behemoth were simply too great.
Although he claimed they only needed a portion of the technology, who could predict what would happen afterward?
Now, he hadn't expected them to start slowly eating away from within, never willing to give up. Given the company's volatile situation like a powder keg, their willingness to take such risks spoke volumes about their determination.
On the other hand, an elderly man who had devoted his life to his career seemed somewhat moved after hearing what the fat man said. As long as the research could be completed, he didn't care who helped. As an authority in academia, he had heard whispers about some hidden rumors.
One undeniable point was that in pure medical and Human Body research, they were absolutely authoritative worldwide. Even the previous United States President had received treatment from them when he was critically ill.
Nevertheless, seeing is believing. The performance of this young man had already convinced him. Even if the other party truly had a terrifying Foundation in these Aspects, it was still difficult to determine whether they could produce core members responsible for overall coordination.
Due to the system's uniqueness, ensuring a clear development approach while maintaining continuity with previously developed parts was crucial. In subsequent processes, core coordinators needed to be proficient in both areas simultaneously; otherwise, splitting responsibilities among multiple people could easily disrupt progress.
Hearing the fat man beside him help defuse the situation, the black-clad individual who was being mercilessly scrutinized now spoke in a calm tone with Heartwing wings: "That's right. Our organization's research capabilities in these Aspects far exceed your phenomena—advanced instruments yielding cutting-edge experiences."
In his words, there was no mention of his earlier 'arrogant confidence' declaration; he directly shifted the topic to this 'cooperation.'
As the conversation grew more intense, a hint of pride resurfaced, as if he were boasting about his organization.
"I can't help but feel increasingly annoyed by him. Keeping him around is a disaster for the company. It would have been easier to get rid of him right away, but now it feels inconvenient. Maybe I should just slip up," said the man dressed like a hippie, standing behind him. Hearing him poach business made a glint of malice appear in his eyes.
The mission they were on was primarily to ensure that P operated normally. The pressure they were under was already immense, so they couldn't afford to show too much brutality outwardly. If someone truly invaded, there would be no mercy; however, if it was someone brought in by the board, that was another matter.
"Well, he can barely be considered a guest of P. For the sake of the company's honor, we can't kill him. Otherwise, people might think we're guilty of something," said Yang Xiaoyou, who had remained silent until now. His position was special, and the core members present had already received notice to cooperate with him.
Hearing that their 'own' enemy was starting to speak up for them, the man in black felt relieved and quickly added, "Right, we should just compete normally; fighting and killing is beneath us."
However, before he could finish his sentence, Yang Xiaoyou interjected again, "But just as long as they stay alive."
Instantly understanding the implication of this statement, several faces broke into sinister smiles, their eyes gleaming with a red light as if they were suddenly filled with malevolence.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sound of bones breaking echoed through the area, accompanied by anguished screams that filled the space. Nearby researchers turned pale at the horrific sounds. Just when they thought they had settled in for their shift, chaos erupted around them.
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