According to the results captured on the footage, the number of legends who died this time was between four and six, and the number of magical professionals was as high as thirty-two, and Ms. Drew herself was unharmed. Now that the scene has been cordoned off by the FBI and the police department, you can see that half a minute after the incident, the police department vehicle has arrived, followed by the FBI's emergency security incident response team——"

"We're going to replay the video footage, and just now we had the pleasure of having Mr. Imogen Nord, known to be a veteran political and martial arts critic who also worked for the FBI as a C1-level secret service director. Next, Mr. Nord will explain the situation to us. ”

Less than three minutes after the incident, Margaret Wildenstein, in the office on the thirty-seventh floor of the Wildenstein Building, looked at the TV playing next to her with a solemn face, until her assistant Edward Bloom walked in.

This result must have been beyond everyone's expectations. ”

Margaret lowered the voice of the TV with the remote control, "Edward, the situation has been confirmed, right?"

"It's as you can see on TV, they didn't cheat. ”

Edward Bloom smiled wryly: "Six legends, I think you also sensed it, didn't you?, they were all wiped out, and even fifteen of them were caught, two of them were members of the Dragon Witch Cult's death squad, wanted criminals who had been active for many years. This time, the Benedict family is afraid that it will be difficult to get rid of the negative impact of public opinion. ”

"I know, of course I do. ”

Margaret frowned, "But Edward, what I want to know about is the old man, and his people are not involved?"

"Probably not. ”

Edward Bloom's face was cold: "The people we have so far have really not made any moves, and then I asked that person, and he also gave a negative answer. ”

"That is, it's all his own power?"

Margaret couldn't help but close her eyes: "You know, Edward, that Andre now, makes me feel terrible. We were wrong, his strength swelled much faster than I thought, it was an incredible swelling. I don't think I'll have to meet my two brothers. ”

It was at this time that the door of her office was violently pushed open. Cleo Wildenstein, president of Wildenstein Transportation, was pale,

"Margaret, you stupid woman, you're still going to sit idly by, right?"

This one was followed by several other people, except for Clio, the rest of them were Margaret's secretaries and bodyguards. Under Margaret's gaze, they all withdrew after an apologetic salute and closed the door to the office.

"I've never stood idly by!"

Behind the desk, the middle-aged lady like a queen slowly got up: "Cleo, you don't know what I did for this? Calvin is willing to intervene, do you think he is just relying on your strength? I will promise him at least a billion gold shields of assets." ”

Cleo Wildenstein was slightly stunned, and then regained his composure: "So now we have reached an agreement, right? We can't sit idly by any longer, even if Consciuli turns his face on us." ”

"That's what I mean!"

Margaret Wildenstein raised her chin slightly: "We must build a close alliance, we need to have a strong enough witness and binding force. This alliance must be maintained until the moment when Consouri retires completely. ”

"It's very simple, I can invite His Holiness the Pope as a witness to our covenant. ”

Cleo agreed without thinking, "Then now, we must have a plan, a plan to get rid of him." ”

"We can talk about that later, we don't know for sure what happened to our nephew on the Antolian continent yet. But I think that since he has arranged such a trap for us in Atlanta, then his strength on the side of the ship group must not be too weak. ”

Margaret said thoughtfully, "Chrio, if he can really get out of there, then we will have to reestimate his strength." ”

At this moment, Edward Bloom, the assistant who had been hiding next to him to answer the phone, raised his hand: "Madam, Mr. Wildenstein, there is a new situation now. This is bad news, but it could also be good news. ”

The few people present couldn't help but look sideways at Edward, not understanding why a bad news could be called good news?

"Just now, Calvin Benedict was sniped in front of a Chinese tea restaurant near the airport and died instantly. It should be a legendary level five, close to a demigod-level sniper. ”

When Margaret heard half of it, her eyes were already overjoyed. And her younger brother, Clio Wildenstein, was also slightly upset after being slightly stunned.

"Calvin is dead, my poor nephew, how can this be good news. I think my cousin, Meryl, will be heartbroken. ”

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At the same time, in the FBI's field support department building, Zoe Dorington was holding a telephone in his hand, angry like a bull.

"Rand, you can go to the Rising Sun Media and ask me what their news is today, so they have to stop broadcasting. ”

"Shit! Of course it can't be interference with press freedom. Isn't it going to make excuses? This affects our investigation of the case, we need evidence, we need the videotapes they provide, anyway, whatever method you use, I don't want to see the news about this case come out, OK?"

Then he dialed another phone number.

"Richard, I've heard that the East End you're in charge of often has line failures? Yes, thieves often steal cables. ”

"You know what's going on, right? I owe you a favor this time, they've purchased a separate fiber optic cable from Richard Communications, buried in the ground, anyway, help me figure it out. ”

While on the phone, one of Zoe Dorington's female secretaries hurriedly walked in.

"Boss, bad news, Calvin Benedict was sniped near Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, and Inspector Charlie of the Homicide Squad has already brought people over. ”

Zoe Dorington's eyes widened in disbelief at first, and then his forehead was bruised, and he slammed his fist into the corner of the table: "Andre Lee Wildenstein—"

The majestic power of the fist directly shattered the small half of the mahogany desk into powder. The hoarse roar made the female secretary even more frightened.

Fortunately, a red phone rang on Dorington's desk. Zoe Dorington struggled to suppress his anger, picked up the phone, and then his face showed a bit of solemnity.

"No, no, no, how could it be? How could I deliberately ignore Ms. Drew's safety, you know, I've been by that wolf lately. Our Atlanta office is under a lot of pressure, very high. ”

The female secretary couldn't help but prick up her ears to eavesdrop, and vaguely heard the voice coming from the microphone soft and full of majesty,

"Are you going to fool me with this excuse? Without your deliberate indulgence, the people of the Dragon Witch Cult would not be so presumptuous. ”

"Dorington, I can guess what you're thinking. The city of Atlanta would do well to keep it as it is, and anyone who gets involved in changing it should disappear. Those who are in the old order have a deep relationship with you. And the guy who is on the rise, he shakes your authority. But Dorington, while you sit back and watch these conflicts happen, how can you expect the victims to die obediently and not fight back?"