Chapter 325 Very Strong? Eight Thousand Miles Away, Words Can Kill (Six Thousand Seven, Two in One)

That day, Brian and Susan had dinner with their team members and their families.

They directly booked a manor.

There are many old manors here that have short-term rental and contracting business, responsible for weddings, company gatherings, parties, etc., from service staff to food, vehicle pick-up, everything is available, which is more suitable for gatherings with more people.

Of course, the fee is not cheap.

Surprisingly, during this period, many other team leaders of the Operations Department received the news and took the initiative to come over to make Brian familiar with them.

Looking at those second-generation team leaders with a small family background, they almost flattered Brian, showing the worldly wisdom to the fullest.

The members of the B6 team had a more intuitive understanding of Brian's promotion to the third-level staff.

It turned out that Brian was not promoted, but directly promoted.

The other team leaders were also very helpless.

A place for gilding and training, but in the B6 team, there was a second-level staff and a third-level staff... Brian, a third-level staff, according to the latest news they received, seemed to be able to form a department of the NW organization alone...

Outrageous.

It was a lively scene.

Because many people drank alcohol and brought their families with them, everyone slept directly in the manor to avoid accidents caused by drunk driving.

Brian wanted to go to Susan's room and fulfill his responsibilities as a boyfriend, but Susan was not available at all.

She was comforting her little follower.

Susan's little follower was the lizard girl Linda that Brian brought back before.

After Linda came, because she was too young, she followed Susan and was sent to the training group of the NW organization by Susan. She successfully completed the training and assessment and became a formal employee of the Operations Department.

Later, she followed Susan to help with things and study.

Because of the beast reagent, Linda now looks like a very mature, tall and beautiful beauty, but her actual age will not be 16 for more than two months..

Today, seeing a group of colleagues gathering together, surrounded by their families, touched some of Linda's emotions.

She is now hiding in the room wiping tears.

In this situation, Brian must be more reasonable.

So he thought about sleeping with Thirteen in his arms today.

The result is good.

Thirteen and Meatball were at a party and drank a lot of strong liquor secretly. Now a dog and a crow were lying together and sleeping soundly... There was no place for him.

So the first night after returning, he still had to sleep alone.

The next day.

Susan took her follower Linda to help Brian find a suitable agent.

She also had to go home to help her boyfriend Brian get a group of trained managers from home to help Brian's umbrella company build a framework and recruit people.

This is a very tedious thing.

Whether it is the company's headquarters arrangement, personnel recruitment and structure, or the direction and system of the company's development, there are too many things to deal with, and it will not be a day or two.

So things have to be done quickly.

Brian also has his own things.

The first thing is the compensation of the Liki family.

Whether it is one billion US dollars, or the 100 sets of soldier enhancement reagents paid by the Liki family, or the small military company, it takes time to deal with it.

This gave Brian a headache.

He was suffering from the pain of having no foundation.

Rising too fast, with too few talent reserves, and wealth in front of him, but no one to help deal with it, he can only continue to suffer for his father-in-law

Yes, Brian called Dean Lao Deng.

The other party scolded Brian and accused him of instigating Susan to poach directly. In the end, he had no choice but to let the Adams family contact Brian and send people to help him deal with these things.

With Lao Deng's help, Brian finally felt relieved.

Otherwise, you have to choose your people if you want to be a gigolo.

If Lao Deng had a few children, it would be difficult to talk about these things.

The only thing Brian had left was to complete Hua Xili's obsession.

Hua Xili was the murderer of the farm corpse burning case he had dealt with before.

The other party was a fantasy mutant, the descendant of a mutant, and experienced the third blood moon radiation. Later, he was thrown to the island base by the people of Black Light Biotechnology for board radiation. Finally, from a ghoul mutant, he awakened the second heart's ability to pretend to be dead again.

Brian valued Hua Xili's second brain ability very much.

Before, he was not so eager to obtain the gift of this obsession.

It is different now.

Now the pineal gland in the middle of Brian's brain has been contaminated by memes and has become a new source of contamination.

This contamination has also caused mutations in him.

Although Brian can control it, he is not sure that this thing really has no effect on him.

The brain is the place where human consciousness is stored.

Human behavior control and memory are essentially controlled by the brain.

Once the brain has problems, the gift energy will not work.

After all, the promotion of gift energy also requires consciousness to drive to repair the damage to the body.

The ability of the second brain is completely different.

When the problem is found, just chop off the head and it's done, then control the body and grow a new brain, directly solving the problem from the root.

The chopped-off head may become a weapon such as a curse carrier.

The NW organization has the Book of Death, and he has the Cursed Deformed Brain.

It makes sense, right?

Huasili's obsession is also very simple: find the last murderer who killed his uncle's family.

After Brian got this obsession, he dealt with this matter.

He entrusted many intelligence agencies to track and inquire about the escaped person.

As a result, there was no result until the online game company that Old Harden helped to set up opened and went online. Later, there was news, but it was only found that the escaped person went to Brazil, and the last news was lost because the people who went to track him also disappeared.

In Brazil, it was as if there was an invisible big mouth that kept swallowing people entering that country.

In desperation, Brian finally entrusted the news to the intelligence agency that Dean Old Deng gave him, and stated the danger of the investigation.

The other party was efficient, and it didn't take long for him to get good news.

The two parties agreed to meet at an outdoor cafe not far from the B6 team.

He simply helped Susan deal with some official business.

Brian looked at the time, said hello to Old Harden, took Thirteen downstairs, and prepared to walk to the agreed cafe.

He was wearing that liquid metal suit today.

There was also a beautiful watch to match it.

This is his third-level staff watch.

The functions are the same as before, but there is an additional black technology of virtual projection, and it also comes with a function similar to electronic stamping.

If necessary.

Brian can urgently mobilize any police officer, sheriff's office, SWAT and other violent agencies in Los Angeles to do things for him, including military bases stationed in the surrounding areas... It is very awesome.

Because there are too many agencies involved, it is equivalent to a military-political union.

Only the NW organization can have such authority.

In fact, there are only a few people with such power within the NW organization.

Brian now has it.

In this regard, the three founders of the NW organization are really sincere and almost treat Brian as a little ancestor, just afraid that he is young and prone to do some impulsive things.

With enough power.

Even if Brian messes up, he will not use meme pollution to develop things to an unmanageable point.

It can be said that before he has enough confidence to deal with Brian and Dean, Brian can almost walk sideways in Los Angeles.

Brian felt happy about these new rights, but he didn't take them too seriously.

He believed more in his own power.

Humming a little tune.

A man and a dog stood on the roadside waiting for the traffic light.

Thirteen burped and looked at the white clouds above his head with some envy. Seeing that there was no one around, he muttered directly to Brian: "Big dog, why can't we grow wings?"

Meatball was hovering above their heads.

Thirteen was very envious of this.

It also wanted to be a flying dog.

Brian shrugged: "There's nothing to envy, Thirteen. Meatball's bird droppings can't replenish energy or eliminate fatigue. You and Green have made a lot of money by doing business together. I heard that you are planning to start a company with Green recently, and then use the channels of the Umbrella Company to sell goods?"

Hearing this, Thirteen shook his tail and said shyly: "Green told me that when a dog gives birth to children, it will have one litter in its lifetime, and when a child gives birth to children, it will have another litter in its lifetime. In the future, I will have a heavy responsibility to support my family, and I need to make more money..."

Good guy.

Thirteen, this little puppy, is now thinking about getting married and having children.

But if you calculate the time, it's about the same.

Male dogs usually mature sexually in six to twelve months.

Although Thirteen is a little peculiar, he can't escape this law.

Now he goes to sniff the butts of little bitches whenever he has nothing to do, but he doesn't like any of them.

Ordinary puppies are not attractive to him.

The size difference is too big.

The physical level difference is too big.

Many little bitches are very interested in Thirteen.

Thirteen is now half a person tall when sitting, and a little taller than an average woman when standing up. When he walks outside, he usually gets 100% of the attention. He is a high-quality breeder, Brian among dogs.

One person and one dog, just walk and chat.

When they come to streets with more people, Thirteen pretends to be dead and doesn't talk. At most, he barks a few times, which doesn't affect his communication with Brian.

Passers-by around see Thirteen walking and exclaim from time to time.

That is, Thirteen is a Labrador, with a simple face, a very common type of pet dog. In addition, it was wearing a police dog vest and followed Brian obediently, so it did not cause panic.

After walking for about ten minutes.

The man and the dog finally arrived at the agreed coffee shop.

Brian glanced and walked towards table number six outside.

A white middle-aged man was already sitting at table number six.

The other party wore a pair of thick black glasses, was slightly bald, and had an ordinary appearance. He held a newspaper in his hand. He looked like a very ordinary and honest middle-aged office animal, and he was the type with a gentle and harmless temperament.

Brian walked forward and whispered a code: "Is the Statue of Liberty beautiful?"

Hearing the movement, the man raised his head a little slowly.

He put down the newspaper reluctantly and stretched out his palm to Brian: "It's pretty. Hello, Brian, the youngest third-level employee of the NW organization. It's an honor that you found our reading club to work, although this has caused us to lose a lot of manpower. By the way, you can call me Lao Du."

"Lao Du?"

Brian motioned Thirteen to squat aside and sit opposite the man: "Does it sound like a Chinese surname?"

Old Du nodded: "Yes, I am an orphan, and was adopted by a Chinese old man when I was young. I like Chinese culture and knowledge very much. I have learned a lot of things, which makes me feel at home in this wild land."

As he said, he looked up at Brian: "Just like you, Brian Lee."

Brian looked at him.

Old Du met Brian's gaze and said frankly:

"Don't get me wrong, this is the investigation task that Dean gave us before.

Our reading club values ​​you very much, so I just want to use this to tell you that we are trustworthy and have enough capabilities. You may be able to strengthen the cooperation relationship with us, which is much more meaningful than you looking for those garbage intelligence organizations."

Okay.

Brian must admit that the other party is really powerful. He even knows that he disguised his identity and found many intelligence organizations to investigate the "escapee".

He nodded: "Let's talk about it later. What information do I need?"

Lao Du pointed to his head:

"It's all in here. The person you asked us to investigate is dead. He went to Brazil through the New York gang, but according to our investigation, he and the people in that smuggling group disappeared after arriving in Brazil.

The gang responsible for receiving the smuggled people is a local Brazilian gang.

They are responsible for smuggling more local people to the United States.

Basically, those who run from here to there are all people who have committed crimes and need to pay protection fees to these gangs. Some women may be more unlucky, but there are very few murders, which will affect the long-term credibility of the smuggling route. It is a The act of destroying one's own financial resources will be resisted by all the gangs who make a living from this.

So this is an abnormal thing in itself.

Considering the intelligence organization you arranged to investigate before, all the people who followed the normal investigation route disappeared.

After receiving your commission, our reading club directly arranged for the death squad to participate in the smuggling.

He has the most advanced positioning equipment installed in his body.

His eyes are the latest technology shooting artificial eyes.

We originally thought that this would allow us to investigate the matter clearly, but as soon as the person arrived at the dock, he was taken away by a group of Asians.

Their car was installed with a jammer.

In the end, we only received two clips."

As he said this, he took out a photo from his pocket.

The photo is very high-definition, but the surrounding environment is very dim.

It should be at night.

A group of people were surrounded by a group of people dressed strangely in an unknown valley and huddled together.

There are quite a few people in the photo.

Brazilians, whites, blacks...

This group of people were photographed from a high point, with panicked and numb expressions. They were just sent here, with panic on their faces, and they have not yet adapted to the environment here...

As for the angle of the photo, it is also easy to understand.

This should have been taken when the assassin got off the car.

Brian pushed the photo back: "My commission is to find that person. How did you determine that the target is dead?"

"Look at this..."

Lao Du pushed another photo over.

This photo is a bit scary.

The shooting angle seems to be on the ground, with human bloody skeletons all around.

These skeletons are like being eaten by some kind of creature and excreted directly, only digesting the flesh and blood, leaving behind human skeletons with a lot of blood attached

Brian can even remember things from his childhood in his previous life since his mental strength reached 1.4.

This scene really looked like a bloody scene in a movie he had seen in his previous life: in "Deep Freeze", the human remains excreted by the sea monster after being sucked..

Lao Du continued to explain:

"We used the automatic positioning of the dead soldier's body when he got off the car to send a lot of people to sneak in. Finally, we found that place and the last remains of the dead soldier. According to the time, he should have been captured and eaten by the monster the next day, and then his remains were directly discharged under a sea cliff along a certain device.

The monster must be very large, otherwise it would have discovered the electronic equipment in the dead soldier's body long ago.

The only problem is that when our people left, they alarmed the patrolling people there, and almost all of them were wiped out. Only one member was a deformed person with special abilities. Finally, he jumped into the sea and escaped for a distance and sent the information back."

"So that person didn't escape back?"

Lao Du shook his head:

"Dead.

At that time, he was still using satellite equipment to communicate with people in our base, and it seemed that he saw something horrible, and he screamed and then stopped moving.

The only thing we are sure of is that the group of Asians are Japanese.

They have subdued many Brazilian gangs, specializing in catching illegal immigrants to feed some kind of monster.

In this case, the target you are looking for is probably dead as soon as he got off the boat.

We were unwilling to see so many people die, so we aimed our forces at those gangs, and found that almost all the gangs in the coastal cities of Brazil were controlled.

Some local police forces were also controlled.

This is also the reason why the people from the intelligence organizations disappeared as soon as they went there.

The means of investigation are so few.

Once investigated, it will be exposed."

After listening to Lao Du's story, Brian was speechless.

Busiri's obsession is to find, not to kill.

Otherwise, this obsession is actually the same as picking up for nothing.

As for those Japanese people...he already knew what they were.

Dark sect!

Previously, when he, Susan, and Susan's best friend were on a cruise in the sea, they met several Japanese ninjas, who were members of the Ansect.

There are also many Japanese immigrants in Brazil.

Since they were cut off over and over again by the United States, they have fled to Brazil on a large scale, buying land and conducting various commercial activities there, and even established Japanese cities and Japanese communities... Is there any reason? In addition to being afraid of Mount Fuji sneezing, I am also worried that Japan’s sea level will continue to drop and it will be submerged by sea water, so I have to make some advance plans...

Lao Du probably also felt that such a result was substandard.

He took out a piece of paper:

“This is the unified contact information that our follow-up investigators finally obtained through some special powers to confuse more than a dozen local gang bosses.

This contact information is the Japanese boss behind them.

The strength of that group of Japanese people is terrifying.

The special service team of our book club is not very strong, but with the support of modern weapons, it is difficult for ordinary enhanced people or deformed people to threaten them. As a result...

Our special satellite is still staring at the valley where that coordinate is located.

It's a huge area there.

There are not only some covered seaside villa communities, but also some factories and training schools founded by the Japanese.

If you need, we can cooperate with some organizations that are good at fighting and use heavy weapons to destroy them, but this will cost a lot and may also attract the intervention of Brazilian and Japanese officials."

Brian took the note.

He glanced at the number and stretched out his hand to Lao Du: "Is there a relatively 'clean' satellite phone?"

Lao Du looked at Brian in confusion, took out a mini black mobile phone that was only about ten centimeters, and advised: "Those Japanese are very inhumane and very strong. They are obviously systematically trained aberrant killing machines." , Communication with such people is useless, only destroying them physically is the best option."

"Strong?"

Brian smiled.

He took the phone and dialed the number.

After a few seconds, the call was connected, but there was no sound.

Brian didn't take it seriously, opened his mouth, then hung up the phone directly, and returned the phone to Lao Du: "I'll count it as if you have completed this commission, and the balance will be paid when you get back. You are indeed very capable, when will you feel confused?" If you don’t want to go down anymore, you can come to me. I’m in short supply of professional intelligence personnel right now.”

He just said it casually.

Lao Du and others have monitoring satellites, complete staffing, and are not weak in strength. It is unlikely that they will choose to join a certain individual. At most, they will choose to cooperate.

But nothing lasts forever.

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

Brian kicked Thirteen who was guarding the surroundings, got up and left.

Thirteen quickly followed him.

Looking at the backs of the man and the dog, doubts flashed in Lao Du's eyes.

"baffling.."

He didn't understand the meaning of Brian's actions just now.

But it doesn’t matter.

Just get the money.

It's just that so many agents died in this mission, it's a bit of a loss...

Put things away on the table.

After Lao Du sent a secret message to the organization, he picked up the newspaper again and read it with interest.

He is a game fan.

What is written above is a review of some interesting games developed by a new game company.

Lao Du is going to have fun while waiting for his vacation.

Half an hour later.

Lao Du stood up, stretched, and prepared to leave.

Just then, a phone call came.

Lao Du glanced at the number and didn't answer it in a hurry.

He put away his cell phone, got up and walked to a Beetle car on the side of the road. After driving to a deserted place, he called back again: "This is No. 1, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, a woman's horrified voice came: "No. 1, something happened. There were large-scale deaths at the coordinate point monitored by mission 374. FK, I don't know how to say it. In short, hurry up." Click back, I’ve never seen anything so weird.”

"Character No. 374 Monitoring Coordinate Point"

Lao Du was stunned.

This is exactly the coordinate point of the investigation mission issued by Brian.

In fact, that place is not as simple as Lao Du said before.

Brian is Dean's son-in-law.

Dean is a big customer of their organization!

It's a pity that Dean later settled on the island and rarely came out to cause trouble.

Therefore, in this mission, they were preparing to give Brian a good impression in order to indirectly maintain their relationship and connection with Dean, a strong man.

The special agents they sent out were not as simple as Lao Du said before, but a group with rich experience and strong combat effectiveness.

As a result, after they were discovered by the Japanese, they were massacred one-sidedly, without even a chance to escape.

Such a strong group of people would just die if they said they would die?

Lao Du's mind suddenly flashed back to Brian's weird look when he used his cell phone to make a call.

He smiled dryly.

Just kidding, how could someone kill someone with just a phone call?

It is at least more than 8,000 kilometers away from Brazil...

Mass murder over the phone...

That's outrageous!

I must be crazy to think like this...

Lao Du rubbed his forehead, put away his mobile phone, and prepared to start the car and return to the office here as soon as possible.

Listen to the hum of the engine.

In Lao Du's mind, Brian's words with a little disdain emerged again: Very strong?

He licked his lips: "It won't be that outrageous."

On the other side.

Somewhere in Brazil, a man in black walked out of the door with his belt in hand, preparing to go on patrol.

Suddenly, he looked at the scene in front of him and froze in place.

Why is there a corroded pit on the ground?

Where is Morishita-kun who is waiting in line to handle the needs?

Looking at a katana lying on the ground next to the pit, the man suddenly felt bad.

This seems to be Morishita-kun's sword

The next moment.

He covered his head in pain, as if something was trying to get into his head.

He knelt on the ground in pain, roaring in a low voice: "Baga, get out, get out!"

Along with the roar of this little bastard, the other party's exposed face was densely covered with blue veins.

All the blue veins spread to his eyes.

I don't know how long it took.

The man slowly got up.

He was like a drunkard or a patient with uncoordinated hands and feet. He rolled and crawled to the pit in the corridor and began to breathe in the air obsessively.