My Super Black Technology Empire

When the words gradually spread among the crowd, everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

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In the imperial capital, in a small Liuhe courtyard, Guo Fengxiao was talking with a few middle-aged men, as if they were secretly discussing something.

"Our think tank's analysis is good. Datang Technology really has a steel armor. Lao Guo, how did you guess it before and make preparations in advance?"

"Yes, yes, Lao Guo, just talk about it, we old fellows are about to be scared to death by you, if you keep playing tricks, I won't invite you to dinner tonight."

"Look at what you said, Lao Cao, Lao Zheng, don't you understand such a simple thing?" Guo Fengxiao also smiled at this time, looking at everyone present.

"Before, after Datang Technology acquired Lin's Heavy Industry, relevant departments have already found out some news about Datang Technology. To be honest, this company is very strange. It is different from those companies whose minds are all about money.

They always smuggle some useless conceptual products from overseas, such as ion engines, new armor materials, etc. They are not trying to make money with the products, but more like breaking through something, so I asked the relevant departments not to act rashly, and it is not too late to look at it first. "

"And I also asked overseas comrades to help them obtain spare parts and equipment. Otherwise, they really thought that they could buy everything with money, and anyone could buy it. It doesn't exist."

"Now you have all seen that that kid not only produced a heavy nuclear fusion reactor, but also produced an ion engine, which has now been installed in the Air Force on a large scale, and even produced a steel battle armor, no matter what it is Technology is very helpful to our development.”

"As expected of you, you actually take such a long-term view of the problem. If it were me, if someone dared to do these things at the beginning, I would have someone arrest that kid on the spot." Lao Zheng laughed.

"Hey, your idea is good, but sometimes a good idea can't solve the problem, otherwise, in this natural disaster, if Datang Technology died at the beginning, we can still survive sit here and chat?"

"It doesn't matter if it's black or white, the cat that catches mice is a good cat."

"Hahaha."

Cheerful laughter resounded in the courtyard again.

Half an hour later, a young man walked in, holding a data sheet and a small USB flash drive in his hand, and placed them in front of Guo Fengxiao.

"Uncle Guo, this is the information about the extermination of the last core member of the 'Huang Hei Zhi Fang'. Ten special agents were 'resurrected' for the purpose of targeting this operation."

Guo Fengxiao nodded and opened the data sheet.

The most important thing is the information provided by Datang Technology, otherwise, this organization does not know how long it will have to hide in secret.

At four o'clock in the morning half a month ago, Massa, who absconded to the high society gathering area in London, lay alone on the villa, and was awakened by cold sweat again.

Although he could already feel the cold sweat on his back sticking to the sheets, making it a little uncomfortable, Massa still didn't dare to move in the dark, but squinted his eyes silently, his ears trembling slightly like nervous , nervously searching for movement outside the window.

The nightingale in the woods in the distance is still chirping unhurriedly, which proves that there are no snipers ambushing in the woods, very good...

The windows of the surrounding neighbors were blown by the wind and made a swishing sound, which proved that every window was closed in good condition, very good...

At this time, the courtyard of the villa was silent, only the footsteps of his own bodyguards patrolling, landing once every two seconds, landing once every two seconds, stable and regular, no other strange footsteps, very good.

He waited for another five minutes, when a faint whistle came from far outside the window.

Very good and very safe.

Massa finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a secret whistle he had set up in a high place far away from the villa, and he would use the whistle to report safety every fifteen minutes.

He finally dared to move his body carefully. Although the thick blackout curtains on the window blocked all the light sources, and even turning on the light would not reveal the outline of his body, Massa still got out of bed in the dark, cautiously Leaning against the load-bearing wall inside the room, he walked to the door of the bedroom, and knocked lightly on the door twice.

The heavy bulletproof door was opened, and the bodyguard walked in with an expressionless face. He was used to his master always being awakened in the early hours of the morning. He didn't say a word, but silently took out his pistol, and stood outside the bathroom Be vigilant.

Only then did Massa turn on the light in the bathroom, go in and turn on the shower and start taking a bath.

Since three months ago, he has lived a life like this. During these three months, he has been wandering like a bereaved dog, but he has never dared to relax his vigilance.

It was precisely because of this cautiousness that he was able to escape five hunts and kills against him in the past three months.

But he didn't know how long he could last.

During these three months, his nerves were tense all the time, as long as a stranger came within 50 meters of him, his hairs would immediately stand on end.

Even the hotel beds and sofas require the bodyguards to sit on them before they dare to sit on them, and all the food that is imported must be eaten by the bodyguards before they dare to eat.

Even if I return to my home, which is safer than the outside world, I will either have a sleepless night every night, or I will be awakened suddenly in the early morning, even if I fall asleep, it may not be so good.

After the headquarters was wiped out, all he dreamed about was the horrible death of his subordinates after being assassinated, and the black muzzle pointed at him.

But even so, what a celebration to be able to live for three months.

Massa laughed wildly in the water curtain of the shower, yes, he is still alive, even though he is as humble as a snake in a quagmire, but he is still alive!

Those hunters who came from thousands of miles away, my life, if you have the ability, come and take it!

At 3:30 in the afternoon, this is the time to go out once a day.

As usual, the heavy door was opened, and the two bodyguards stepped out first, and then the door was tightly closed. After a minute, the sound of the two bodyguards taking their positions came from outside the door, and Massa dared to go out. Opening the door again, surrounded by several personal bodyguards, he walked quickly towards his special car.