Kailin breathed a sigh of relief, and when she was about to move, she was gently pressed by Xia Chenghao at her carotid artery, and the woman quickly fainted, and then was turned over by the whole child, lying on her back, so that it was not easy to suffocate.

The hood has been lifted for the most part, and it is still an old acquaintance, the female pickpocket with good skills, who somehow made a cameo appearance as the building snitch.

It's really the end of the world where we don't meet, he is full of emotion, he put this head in his hand, and continues to crawl forward, doing the right thing.

In an equally large and luxurious office on the one hundred and first floor of the Tower of Heaven, a man in a straight suit was lying on his back on this high-class carpet, his eyes closed and his head and neck twisted unnaturally.

The black curtains blocked the light from the outside, and there was only a set of high-rise lamps in the entire dark room, and the whole room was full of works of art, a young girl carved from white marble, which was the work of early human beings on earth.

This kind of scrap metal from the earth, even if it is a piece of scrap metal, is quite valuable.

A professional lighting device is used in the room that scatters light on the walls as well as on the ceiling.

The light is cast on the heart of the snow-white statue, and then slowly spreads to the abdomen and neck, and the lower abdomen, which is covered with red strips of cloth, also slowly blooms with a faint brilliance, like a dreamlike beauty.

"Pretty woman." The companion sighed and looked at the statues.

"Ignore them." Cried impatiently, he rushed to the window and began to look for the most suitable sniper position.

A hundred meters away, Ulbrice's office is located on the southwest corner of the one hundred and first floor, a two-sided corner office with windows that only the top figures of the company can enjoy, and the room is flooded with light.

The office is very spacious, with a total of 100 square meters and is elegantly decorated. There are famous paintings on the wall, and a small piece of artificial turf is laid on the window side of the room, which rises and falls very realistically, and there are three or two small white balls scattered in the green grass, and a high-grade metal push rod is erected on the edge of the lawn.

Here you can enjoy the beautiful view of the Wagra River while swinging off.

In the center of the office is a large mahogany desk with stacks of papers and thick books. Red cover, gold thread, and a highest-level holographic brain-controlled information terminal.

Two bodyguards pushed open the door and looked around, then signaled safety over the walkie-talkie.

After a while, Ulbrice walked slowly into the room, accompanied by three other bodyguards.

The bodyguards quickly retreated and stood guard outside the door.

Oulbrice was a tall man of great appearance, with a hair-thin beard on his mouth, a thin nose bridge with gold-rimmed glasses, and black hair that did not hide the graying of his temples, and appeared to be in his fifties.

He wears a suit that is quite well-made. Very crisp, with a dark blue tie over a white shirt, pointed and shiny shoes, and a long ebony pipe in his hand, an unlit cigarette sticking out of the mouthpiece.

Although he is not as famous as the legendary Luo Haiwei in Aiher, no one can ignore his existence, and after decades of operation, he has at least more than 100 core resources of listed companies at hand. He holds the position of director of six Fortune 500 companies and has the staunch support of more than a dozen members of Congress.

He walked behind the large oak desk. He sat down in a dark purple high-back leather chair, opened the message terminal with his voice and looked at it for a while, then leaned back and closed his eyes and smoked his pipe.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly sat up and patted the red button on the table.

Five seconds later, the bodyguard opened the door, and two men in dark blue striped suits walked in, one wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The other wore a red tie.

"Mr. Ubreth, what are your instructions?" The two asked respectfully.

Oulbrice nodded to the table.

There were two chairs in front of the table, motioning for the two to sit down and quietly listen to the boss's instructions.

"I bought it as soon as the market opened, and after an hour I started to release small quantities. It should be all released before the market closes. Oulbrice took a deep breath of his unlit cigarette, and his hoarse voice made it easy to tell that he had been a heavy smoker, and that he spoke in a strange tone with accents in several places.

"Yes." Both replied at the same time.

"Get out." Ulbrice waved his hand, his eyes stayed behind the two people, and the door opened, and several black-clad bodyguards could be seen walking around outside the door, looking very nervous.

"When?" In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the companion with the remnant eyebrow was aiming at the sniper rifle, with a small fully automatic scope mounted above his left eye.

"I'll remind you when the time comes." Holding another gun, he looked carefully at the other side, and the camera showed an image of red, green and blue, which was a thermal imaging long-range sniper rifle that could accurately hit the target from a distance of three kilometers.

In the camera, only a red figure is left in the room sitting at the table, although that is also the goal but not the final goal, the brow is expressionless, he is always very patient, waiting for the moment he needs to come.

I don't know how he got out after he was sent to prison. Of course, as long as the Kazumi is willing to pay, there is nothing that cannot be done in this Mada Federation, maybe only give a certain judge or police detective 100,000 grams, and then hire a lawyer who can speak well, all this is logical.

The door was shut, and Ulbris's gaze fell back on his information terminal, a smug smile on his face, and he murmured, "God, today is a good day." ”

From time to time, he elegantly put his pipe to his lips but never lit it, inhaling deeply and not coming out of the pipe, with a slightly satisfied look on his face, it seems that he is a man who has just listened to the doctor's advice to quit smoking.

"Oh? Why a good day? A voice sounded in mid-air, and Ulbris was startled, and his smug smile froze on his face, and his gaze was drawn to something else, which was a hand that suddenly appeared on the table, a person who was standing upside down on his table with one hand, to be precise.

"What's that?" In the opposite building, the companion screamed strangely.

"He's coming." The remnant brow took a deep breath and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the dark red object that suddenly appeared in midair.

"How in mid-air?" The companion muttered.

The remnant brow did not answer, but observed the dark red object more attentively, his finger pressed lightly on the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun swirled between the two red objects, as if hesitating which one to hit first.

At this time, another thing was happening in the office next door.

Five minutes ago, the female thief, Kailin, who had been sleeping in the ventilation pipe, suddenly woke up and began another journey through the labyrinth. After a long time, I finally reached the top of this office and looked down through the vents. (To be continued.) )