A wry smile appeared on Moro's face, and he said, "Mr. Derek, I'...... I don't know how to explain all this to you, how things are going...... It's a bit different from what we expected......"

"What?!"

Derek's voice on the other end of the phone changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this, has your identity been discovered by Yanxia's officials?

"Not really!"

Morrow whispered, "I've handled this cleanly!"

"Is that Sorog and Kazuya Furukawa seriously injured?!"

Derek's voice softened a little.

"This ...... Compare...... It's more serious than you say......"

Molo Zhidao.

"Could it be that there is a ...... between the two of them One of them died?!"

Derek's voice on the other end of the phone instantly became sharp, and his tone was full of anger.

"No...... More than one person......"

Moro whispered.

"What?!"

Derek on the other end of the phone almost shouted out this sentence and exclaimed, "You mean, both of them are dead?!"

"Not bad...... Both of them were sacrificed......"

Mo Luo quickly wiped the sweat from his head, and his face was as pale as paper.

After he said this, Derek on the other end of the phone was instantly silent, because Derek's eyes were black and he almost fainted.

It took a while for Derek to recover and continue, "What's that......?" What about Ling Xiao?!"

"Also...... Also dead......"

Moro whispered.

"Dead too?!"

Derek was stunned for a moment, and then, like an enraged beast, kept smashing the objects around him, and kept yelling, "Damn it!

You know, in his heart, Sorog and Kazuya Furukawa are the future of the Special Intelligence Agency!

And Ling Xiao is their reliable and solid ally in the hot summer!

The price is too great for them!

After he was tired of scolding, he stopped, gasped heavily, and muttered, "I didn't expect that killing a He Jiarong would cost us such a huge price......

Hearing this, Mo Luo's body shook like chaff, and he said in a low voice, "What...... Ho Ka Wing He ...... He's not dead......"

"What did you say?!"

Derek on the other end of the phone suddenly screamed loudly as if he had hit a ghost, "Didn't you just tell me that He Jiarong had been eliminated?!"

"I ...... I didn't say it......"

Moro said carefully, "You've been talking to yourself all along!"

"Damn it!garbage!shit!"

Derek on the other end of the phone scolded again, and then his voice was quiet, and he stumbled to sit on the sofa, his chest rising and falling violently, breathing extremely hard, and he almost fainted.

"Mr. Derek, Mr. Derek, are you alright?!"

Moro asked urgently.

Derek sat on the couch, staring blankly ahead, and muttered, "Devil...... This man is the devil......"

Kazuya Furukawa, Sorog, the latest gene medicine.

They had given almost everything they had at this stage, but in the end, they still couldn't get rid of Lin Yu, the "demon", which was really a painful blow to him!

"Although...... Although we have lost Sorog, Kazuya Furukawa, and Ling Xiao, we still have Mr. Manxiu!"

Mo Luo hurriedly reassured Derek, "Ling Xiao told me that his master, Mr. Wan Xiu, is the strongest person in Yanxia!"

"Fart!"

Derek scolded angrily, "The strongest person in Yanxia is He Jiarong, the devil incarnation!"

Every time he failed to kill Lin Yu, he would re-establish his cognition of Lin Yu, in his eyes, Lin Yu no longer belonged to the category of human beings!

"Ling Xiao told me that the reason why He Jiarong is still alive is because he hasn't met Mr. Wan Xiu yet!"

Mo Luo gritted his teeth and said, "And I have also investigated, He Jiarong's most regarded confidant is also Ling Xiao's master Wan Xiu!"

"Then why didn't Wan Xiu get rid of He Jiarong before?!"

Derek asked coldly.

"Because Mr. Wan Xiu is wanted by the Yanxia official, he doesn't dare to show up at will, and he has been accumulating strength!"

Mo Luo hurriedly explained, "In the words of their Yanxia people, it is called 'practice', in order to make themselves stronger, and the more confident they will be in the face of He Jiarong!"

Hearing his words, Derek's emotions on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down, and he whispered, "If we don't get rid of He Jiarong again, I'm afraid, next, he will be the first to come to us!"

Mo Luo trembled in fright when he heard the sound, subconsciously looked at the door guarded by the bodyguard, frightened, and then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Derek, or I, I'll go back to China to avoid the limelight first!"

"What country are you going back to?!"

Derek on the other end of the phone scolded angrily, "Now, the most important thing for you is to get in touch with Wan Xiu, and then work with Wan Xiu to find a way to get rid of He Jiarong!"

With that, Derek hung up angrily.

Mo Luo looked at the mobile phone in his hand with a solemn face, pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted outside the door, "Quick, let's go, go to the airport!"