Chapter 638: Stimulation

"What's next?"

On the screen, a middle-aged man with half a face full of beards asked with a frown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They were in a very bad mood, when they discussed strategies and countermeasures before, they didn't think that the other party would not show up, because they didn't think it through, but now is not the time to regret it, it is useless.

And this matter is discussed by them together, and no one is to blame, if there is responsibility, each of them is responsible, and the think tank behind them is even more responsible.

So many people didn't even think of such a possibility.

It's no wonder that they are, after all, before the rainy season, the shadows are dispatched very frequently, and even for several days you can often hear from them, and every news that comes back means that one organization has been completely wiped out because of them, and it means that another organization has suffered a loss.

The arrogance and cunning of the shadows, they can be regarded as deeply insightful.

This kind of practice of being the enemy of the whole world, if it were them, none of them would dare.

They're not cowardly, and none of the people who eat this bite are good characters, but there are really few who are as unscrupulous as Shadow.

Because the biggest difference between them and the Shadow is that the Shadow has always been in the shadows, and has never shown their faces, they don't know the specific information of this organization, but they are different, they are often dispatched in this sea.

Not to mention that everyone in the world is famous, but at least there are still many organizations that keep an eye on them all the time, and if there is any change, they will be known immediately, and even know their plans through the eyes hidden within them, which is unavoidable.

In such a state, they still dare to take advantage of the chaos? That is not to take chestnuts from the fire, but to jump into the sea of fire to find chestnuts.

So, even if they were impressed by the Shadow's money-making methods, they knew they couldn't do it.

Unless they have been hiding, they will not be given a chance at all, and they may be made dumplings before they can get the first results.

But the shadows never appeared in front of everyone, and even if they did, it would be difficult for people to discover their true faces, and even if they were discovered, as long as they could not be intercepted, then they would drill into the vast sea, and they would not find a trace if they went around a few circles.

They all know this.

At this moment, the beard asked about the next step, and everyone was silent, the anger in their hearts was unbearable, but there was no way to hold back the grievances that made them have a nameless fire that was about to burn.

But the reality is so realistic, they don't have enough strength, they don't have the slightest way to take the other party, unless the other party falls into their net, otherwise, it is impossible for them to implement the plan they have already made.

Time waits for no one, and now it can be said that time is money, and there is nothing wrong with it, accumulating strength to attack the opponent and winning a lot of money to strengthen yourself is the right way.

And for some organizations that have already consumed some of their strength, time is not just money, it is likely to be life.

So, the remote meeting slowly ended in silence, no one answered the bearded words, and even he reluctantly withdrew from the meeting.

And this storm against the shadows, which had been brewing for a month and a half, dispersed before it began to blow, as if it had held back enough strength, but in the end it only let out a fart, and it was still the kind that didn't hurt, and it didn't affect the person who wanted to cause harm at all. Even because they were downwind, the disgusting sensation of this fart on themselves was stronger than ever.

Swallowed this stuffy fart in one gulp.

There's no way, the strength is not enough, even if you are bullied, you can only keep it in your heart.

However, the small abacus between these organizations did not start, but the clarion call of war did not stop for a moment, and after the rainy season passed, the heat of war became more intense.

Many organizations have completely said goodbye to this world in the past few days, all assets have become someone else's, all the team members except for the captured ones have died cleanly, all the achievements and glory have become the other party's chargers, radiating light and heat for the other party's light and victory, and as losers, they are not even qualified to be a foil.

Because everything they have is like dust and smoke in history, blown away by the storm of war!

War is terrible, cruel, frightening, and insane.

Stimulated by blood and fire, many of the organizations involved in it have begun to red-eyed, which is inevitable.

However, some organizations were frightened by the damage of the war, and could only stick to one side, striving to dispel the snooping and coveting of some organizations by relying on this way of resting on their laurels.

More organizations are going crazy, this one is just over, the next one is coming, and all the gaps are just enough for them to rest and adjust.

In this kind of almost never stopping the pace of war, there are starry organizations in the vast sea area that are dying rapidly, and one by one there are meteors sliding into the sky, disappearing in people's sight as fast as lightning, leaving only a trace of the existence that once existed for people to remember, as if there was such an existence in the dust of history.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard, the winning ones are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal ones are afraid of not dying.

The guys who came out to do pirates and other work were not good at stubble, and at this moment the blood rushed to their brains, and naturally they rushed to the next opponent with a scream, because they had been blinded and sane by the warm blood, and they had become prisoners of war, completely sunk in the war, and it was the enemy's body that fell, or it was their life that died.

It's not just people from two organizations who have 'lost their minds', many organizations participating in the war have been stimulated to the red-eyed, this stimulation is not only bloody, but also the actual interests and resources that make them explode their desires.

If a person has not been exposed to a single level, it is only a fantasy after all, but once they are exposed to the kind of benefits that they have not experienced before, the crazy desires will quickly breed and completely burn their minds.

The vast majority of organizations are actually sober, but their sobriety does not determine anything, because in the face of interests, the so-called sanity will only be a thin layer of paper, which can be broken at the touch of a button and is vulnerable.

Huge benefits can make a normal person lose his normal heart, let alone these abnormal guys.