Profiteering will always be the symbol of Cybertron Techno.

Although outsiders can't see it, when it comes to internal statistics, the money will be converted into raw materials as a cost, and then go to the underground factory.

All this money will be turned into materials that are in short supply in the underground factories.

The metal polymerization and extraction device given by the locust, this thing only has an effect on metal, and non-metallic things are a little weak, and most of the things purchased are like this, whether it is rubber, or some other non-metallic materials.

Zhao Li has done this kind of thing several times, anyway, he went with different identities.

&nb△∠wan△∠book△∠ロba,a≮nshub$a.sp; Those leaders saw that it was unprofitable, so they basically gave up the idea of asking Zhao Li to discount at this time.

Even if it is not discounted, they can't make a one-time investment in installments, and they will renovate a few to a few, and when they resume work, these factories will definitely give much more money than now, and the tax pressure can be alleviated, and most importantly, this is a political achievement!

When he was in office, he did a good job of controlling pollution, which coincides with the current concept of emphasizing the implementation of the strictest environmental protection law for pollution control, which is a great political achievement.

These people looked at Zhao Li, who was drinking a drink, and their eyes were about to squint, this guy is not a person! This guy is a ladder to the sky!

Dispersed comfortably, and Zhao Li let Xiao Li drive back to his hometown.

At this time, the house that was originally burned to the ground was already a small three-story western-style building, with a garden in front and a small swimming pool in the back.

But apparently my mother didn't have the idea of living a good life, and the swimming pool was directly used as a small fish pond, raising a little ornamental fish.

"My son is back!?"

"Hmm!" Zhao Li carried the gift he brought back from the United States and put it in the living room. "Mom. Buy some gadgets, where did Dad go? ”

"It's in the factory hospital. Our factory hospital also recruited two powerful doctors, who came down from the army. Your dad is directly raised with a high salary, which is very powerful, and those people around him come to us to see when they are sick. Zhang Chunhua is a little proud, now that his son is mixing well, her husband is gradually on the right track, and the juice factory is also on the right track, and she can support these workers.

"I'll go back to my room first!" Zhao Li watched his phone ring, and then he looked at the number that was not displayed at all.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Zhao Li, right?" The other party's voice was very hoarse.

As soon as Zhao Li heard this voice, he immediately stopped joking and closed the door. This AI then had the AI inspect the surroundings of the home. After not finding any listening equipment, he lay comfortably on the bed. "What's wrong?"

"You should know who I am. I am the Black Death! ”

The guy who planned the plane interference, the original superior of the White Fox.

Zhao Li was very curious about how this guy thought of making his own call.

"Who are you?"

"Don't play dumb!" The Black Death suddenly said in a deep voice.

"None of my friends are called the Black Death!" Zhao Li said with a smile, the other party was impatient! This is a good sign.

"Mr. Zhao, there is no point in you going around in circles like this! Please stop your behavior immediately, otherwise we will ......"

"What will happen? Why are you threatening me? Okay, don't make scam calls. Bye! Zhao Li hung up the phone directly.

The other party was angry, no matter what it was, Zhao Li knew it. This call represents that these people are helpless against themselves.

Now there is an extra team of bodyguards in my factory and company.

Zhao Li usually goes out with three people.

These three people are the bodyguards sent from above, although they are sent, but they also cost money to hire.

Anyway, it's not bad for money now, and it's no problem to hire a few bodyguards.

This Black Death is the guy who designed to frame himself in the first place. Now that he's calling like this, there's only one problem, and that's that they can't stand it.

As for what can't stand it. Zhao Li sneered and looked at the list stored in his mailbox, he only released a small part. These people just can't stand it. If they were all really released, wouldn't these people jump off the cliff?

In another part of the earth. The old man of the Black Death calmly hung up the phone, but this qiē was heard by the CIA officials who turned on the speakerphone.

"Black Death, what to do?"

The old man glanced at the man who asked the question, then muttered for a moment before shaking his head. "No way, we have no way to prove that this Zhao Li and the keyboard man are one person now, and even we now have perfect ironclad evidence to prove that they are not alone, do you know?"

The old man looked at these people with some anger.

These people forced him to make this call, but there is no evidence or anything, who will admit it?

Looking at the video, Zhao Li sat alone in the interrogation room, with no electrical and electronic equipment in his hand, but at the same time, the keyboard man was raging wildly on the Internet.

That's the best proof of this.

And that list was announced by the keyboard warriors, which made them even more irritable. That's the CIA spies, these spies lurking abroad, some are just teachers, some are maintenance personnel, some are technicians stationed abroad, and some are even just students.

However, after the identities of these people were revealed, they were quickly arrested by the local police.

Not only Britain, Russia and France, but also Brazil, India, Iran and other countries have their spies.

But now a small fraction of these spies have been arrested.

That's because of that list.

There must be more lists in this keyboard man's hand, but the problem is that the CIA doesn't dare to move it now!

Who knows what else he has in his hands.

The spy network that has been operating for so many years was actually destroyed by a secret letter.

Not to mention them, even those old people who have worked in the CIA for many years don't believe it.

A few European countries are okay, Britain and France, but they are arrested. And openly condemned the United States.

But in some countries, such as Iran, Yemen. The spies lurking in these countries start at the first second of discovery. was already arrested by the whole city, and then directly put into a cell, and some were even killed directly on the spot.

For a whole month, the CIA was in the dark every day, the list of agents was leaked every day, and the keyboard warrior even reminded these countries that if it was found that a large number of foreigners were going abroad, or even mysteriously disappeared at this time, it must be CIA spies.

It made them unable to retreat even if they wanted to. Don't say it's these people. Even those field personnel can't be withdrawn.

Now all countries have increased their vigilance, and they are all staring at it, and everyone will not take the matter of espionage lightly, and once they are caught, they will inevitably go all out to find out.

This time the losses are too heavy!

"Black Death, what else can we do? Now the CIA is dying more than thirty people a day! Do you know that more than thirty agents are missing or killed every day! The director of the CIA roared at the Black Death.

The old man ignored the director and stood up. "Since you think the younger generation can't do it, then let us old bones come!" After speaking, the crutches were raised, and a walkie-talkie had already appeared in his hand.

"Ready!"

"Prepare what?" The director looked at the old man with a frightened expression, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't control this man.

"What do you want to do?"

The old fellow had a crutch on the ground, and the expression on his face was very stern. "Since you can't do it. Then let us go! ”

The old director looked out the window, and there were all retired agents one after another!

"!" The Director was shocked.

But before they could be shocked for more than three minutes, an email was mailed directly into his mailbox.

When I opened the mailbox, the director of the CIA almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

Inside is a list of more than a hundred people.

And there is one person for each country on this list.

That is, if the CIA wants to save people. Then we can only disperse our combat forces and go to various countries to save people, but is this useful? It's just going to put more people in.

Especially at the end of this list. That one is called Winnie. Tasha's woman was impressive, and he couldn't be calm anymore. This woman, Winnie, was the steward of the African region.

The keyboard warrior, in particular, seemed to know this as well, adding an asterisk to the back of this woman.

"This bastard!"

The appearance of Winnie's name. He knew that this guy didn't know that much. Obviously, he knows a lot of things, even comparable to the relevant institutions in the United States.

The crackling sound of his fingers pinched, and the director groaned for a long time before shaking his head. "Start the safe house acceptance process, accept the escaped agents as long as possible, and prepare for a full retreat!"

Total retreat, the term was conceived at the beginning of the CIA's construction, and it was the self-retreat of these agents when the information was exposed.

This kind of retreat does not matter what happens later, that is to say, a forced retreat, and returning to the country is considered a victory.

But this order has not been carried out since the beginning of the CIA's existence, because the cost is simply too high.

Sometimes they'd rather sacrifice ten or twenty, agents, than carry out that order.

Because such an order means that all previous efforts are in vain, and after a forced retreat, the intelligence network that was established before will be destroyed by their own hands.

Even if you destroy miè with your own hands, this is better than being destroyed by someone and then touching the melon!

"Keyboard Warrior...... Zhao Li...... Not! The director covered his heart with a pale face, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Looking at the director who fell to the ground, the agents on the side were anxious. "Call an ambulance!"

For a while, the whole CIA was in a mess.

However, the Black Death, who hadn't gone far, soon saw that an electronic display in front of him had been replaced by a giant keyboard.

Then the words began to appear on it slowly. "Black Death, you're really powerful, now look at this list, how many can you save?"

Zhao Li sat in front of the computer and sneered and released this latest spy list.

Then this time he's ready to play big. The lists were also sent to those television outlets.

In an instant, this list of spies detonated the entire network.

After those people got the list, they were even more surprised, and even after seeing the news, many people couldn't believe that their colleagues and teachers were spies.

But after they disappeared the next day, the credibility of this list has changed from untrustworthy to reliable.

No need to go!

The Black Death sat down on a park bench at once, surrounded by gray-haired old men, all of whom were his brothers, but all they could do at this time was pat the old agent on the shoulder.

There's no way to save the agents.

After the darkest month of the CIA, the darkest day arrived.

The number of agents killed on this day reached a staggering fifty-seven.

The number of prisoners and captures was as high as 200.

The spy network arranged around the world has been destroyed by itself!

The director was unconscious, and the people below were all panicked, and the old man stood alone in the ring, and then took a deep breath. "Agents. The time has come to test us! (To be continued......)