Chapter 423: Misfortune

"According to the results of the filming, the number of legends of this death is between four and six, and the magical professionals are as high as 32. Ms. Drew herself is safe. Now the scene has been blocked by the FBI and the police. Everyone can Seeing that half a minute after the incident, the police vehicle has arrived, followed by the FBI ’s emergency security incident response team— "
"Then we will replay the video just now. Just now we were lucky to have Mr. Imogen Nord. As we all know, this not only a senior political and fighting critic, but also worked in the FBI as a c1 level agent. Supervisor. Next, Mr. Nord will analyze and explain the situation at that time. "
Less than three minutes after the incident, the office of the Wiltonstein Building on the 37th floor, Margaret Wiltonstein, looked solemnly at the TV that was playing next to her assistant Edward Blu Mu walked in.
"This result must be beyond everyone's expectations."
Margaret turned down the sound of the TV with the remote control: "Edward, has the situation been confirmed yet?"
"The situation is what you see on TV, they haven't done anything."
Edward Bloom smiled bitterly: "Six legends, I think you have sensed it too? They were annihilated by the whole army. What's worse, they even caught fifteen live mouths, two of them were the Dragon Witch Death Team. Member of the group, a wanted criminal who has been active for many years. This time the Benedict family is afraid that it will be difficult to get rid of the negative influence of public opinion. "
"I know, of course I know."
Margaret frowned: "But Edward, what I want to know is the old man. Didn't his people get involved?"
"should not."
Edward Bloom's expression was somber: "The people we have at the moment do not have any movements. Then I asked the person, and he also gave a negative answer."
"In other words, this is his own power?"
Margaret couldn't help closing her eyes: "You know? Edward, now Andrea, makes me feel terrible. We were wrong. His strength expanded much faster than I thought. It was an incredible expansion. This will not work, I think I have to meet my two brothers. "
It was at this time that her office door was pushed open violently. Creo Wildenstein, president of Wiltonstein Transportation Company
"Margaret, you stupid woman, are you still going to stand by now?"
Behind this man were several others. Apart from Creo, the others were Margaret's secretary and bodyguard. Under Margaret's attention, all of them withdrew after the apology and closed the door of the office.
"I never stood idly by!"
Behind the desk, the queen-like middle-aged lady slowly stood up: "Clio, you don't know what I did for this? The reason why Calvin is willing to intervene, do you think it is just relying on your strength? I am here Just a few promises to give him a billion gold shield of assets. "
Creo Wiltonstein froze a little, and then calmed down: "So now we have reached an agreement, right? We can no longer sit back and watch, even if Concierge turned on us."
"I think so too!"
Margaret Wiltonstein raised his chin slightly: "We must build a close alliance, and we need to have a strong enough witness and binding force. This alliance must be maintained until the time of Concierge's complete retirement."
"It's very simple. I can take His Majesty the Pope as a witness to our covenant."
Creo agreed without thinking: "So now, we must have a plan, get rid of his plan."
"This can be discussed later, we are still not sure what our nephew is on the mainland of Antalya. But I think since he is in Atlanta, he has arranged such a trap for us, then he is in The force on the other side of the ship must not be too weak. "
Margaret said thoughtfully: "Clio, if he can really escape from there, then we have to re-evaluate his strength."
It was at this time that Edward Bloom, the assistant who hid next to the phone, raised his hand: "Mrs. Mr. Wiltonstein, there is now a new situation. This is bad news, or it may be good news . "
The few people present could not help staring at Edward, not understanding the bad news, why can it be called good news?
"Just now, Calvin Benedict was sniper in front of a Chinese tea restaurant near the airport and died on the spot. That should be a legendary five-level sniper who is close to the demigod level."
When Margaret heard half of it, she was already happy. And her brother Creo Wiltonstein, after a moment of stun, was also slightly picky.
"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 Service Building, Zoe Dawlington was holding a phone in his hand, angry like a bull.
"Rand, you ask me to go to Rising Sun Media and ask, what's going on with their news today? They must stop broadcasting."
"Shit! Of course it can't be interference with press freedom. Isn't it an excuse? Will it affect our investigation of the case? We need to obtain evidence and need video tapes provided by them. In short, whatever method you use, I don't want to see OK in the news of this case? "
Then he dialed another phone number.
"Richard, I heard that the Eastern District you are responsible for often has line faults? Yes, there are often thieves who steal cables."
"You should know what's going on? This time, I owe you a favor. They have purchased a separate optical cable from Richard Communications? Buried underground? In short, help me figure out a way."
While on the phone, a female secretary of Zoe Dawlington hurried in.
"Boss, very bad news. Calvin Benedict was sniped near the Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport. Inspector Charlie of the homicide group has already led people over."
Zoe Dawlington opened his eyes in disbelief, then his forehead burst into blue, and punched the corner of the table with a punch: "Andre Lee Wiltonstein--"
The majestic punching force ~ EbookFREE.me ~ directly smashed the small part of the mahogany desk into powder. The hoarse roar of that voice even scared the female secretary.
Fortunately, a red phone rang at Dollington's desk. Zoe Dawlington managed to suppress his anger, picked up the phone, and then his face appeared a little dignified.
"Secretary? No, no, no, how is it possible? How could I deliberately ignore Ms. Drew's safety, you know, I was recently burnt by the wolf. Our Atlanta branch is under a lot of pressure, very big. "
The female secretary could not help eavesdropping, but heard the voice from the microphone soft and full of majesty,
"Are you going to use this excuse to fool me? Dawlington. Without your intentional indulgence, the dragon and witch cult can't be so arrogant."
"Dawlington, I can guess what you think. It ’s best to keep the status quo in Atlanta. Anyone who is involved in changing it should disappear. Those who are in the old order have a deep relationship with you. And that one is rising. The guy, he shakes your authority. But Dawlington, when you sit and watch these conflicts happen, how can you expect the victim to die without any counterattack? "