A luxury manor villa near the capital of Sam's Country.

Outside the villa, there were flowers and rockery flowing water. Many tough men in black suits were swimming around, wearing white headsets, with bulging waists, obviously carrying weapons, staring at the surroundings with sharp eyes, not missing any details, and were obviously the bodyguards here.

There were several limited edition luxury sports cars parked at the door, and people stood guarding each other, with extraordinary momentum. The villa had three floors, and bodyguards stood on the balcony on each floor, protecting the villa. The living room in the villa was extremely luxuriously decorated. There were several crocodile leather sofas in the center of the living room, and some people sat quietly on the sofa, with their ears calmly erecting, and no one dared to speak nonsense.

A gentle elder sat at the top, about sixty years old, with a gray hair and a thin face. He was leaning on a civilized stick, with his eyes introverted and deep, and was looking at everyone coldly, without anger. Behind the elder was a man and a woman. The man was strong and the woman was beautiful, but his body exuded a faint murderous aura. He was staring at the people in front of him with sharp eyes, looking like the bodyguards of the elders.

Suddenly, the elder coughed gently to attract everyone's attention and said lightly: "Everyone, leave the affairs of Myanmar to everyone, but the result is disappointing. Tell me how should I punish everyone?"

"Elder, my subordinates are willing to punish me. The jihadists are in charge of command. Thanks to the elder's trust, they handed over 150 jihadists to their subordinates. However, in the battle of Myanmar, there were only 30 left, and all the others were killed in battle. My subordinates were guilty and were willing to accept any punishment without complaints. However, please allow my subordinates to explain the reasons for the failure clearly so as not to repeat the same mistakes." A middle-aged man in his forties suddenly came out, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Give you a chance, tell me." The man called the elder said lightly, but there was an unquestionable murderous aura in his words, which was heartbreaking.

"Yes, thank you elder." The middle-aged man quickly kowtowed and said, "Elder, our opponent has an additional weapon, to be precise, a bullet that can shoot through our armor. As long as our holy warriors are hit, even if they are injured, they will definitely die, no more than three minutes."

"Oh? This is an interesting thing. Why didn't anyone tell me before?" the elder said lightly.

"Elder, we didn't know about this before, so we fell into a passive position when we went to the battlefield. If we hadn't left thirty holy warriors to protect our command, none of them would have come back." The middle-aged man said quickly.

"Tell me about bullets, how much do you know?" the elder said lightly, while stroking his civilization crutch. The crutch guard was actually a woman with wings, like a legendary angel. She was a little abstract and a little old. She couldn't tell who she looked like in the legend. The elder was very slow, her face was calm, but her deep eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, elder." The middle-aged man didn't dare to raise his head and said quickly: "Old Elder, we got a bullet, which looked exactly like a sniper bullet. The bullet opened two blades, which looked like drills, and had been sent to the research department for research. Judging from the ability of bullets to penetrate armor, it should be related to these two blades. In addition, bullets can hit non-fatal parts and can be fatal. It is speculated that there is venom in the bullet, which specifically restrains the venom of the holy warriors."

"Oh, it's a bit interesting. I didn't expect that the Chinese Kingdom had developed this kind of weapon. It seems that we need to think carefully, so you continue." The elder said lightly.

"Yes, elders, the subordinates saw that the war was unfavorable and the remaining holy warriors were not their opponents, so they chose to endure. After that, they received the order from the elders to let the temporary president lose the battle. The subordinates secretly evacuated the country of Burma with a group of people to avoid being discovered by them." The middle-aged man said quickly.

"Discover? Did you just say discovery?" The elder's faint face suddenly became a little more serious, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man with a little chill.

"Yes, discover." The middle-aged man shivered, as if he was very afraid of the old man. He quickly explained in horror: "It is true that the Tentacle Monster has strong information ability, but our opponent also has a very strong information master. Later, I learned that her name is Xuelian, who was rescued from the Demon Island. I feel that the Tentacle Monster is not her opponent. It can be seen that the Tentacle Monster is also a little afraid of the other party."

"So the tentacle monster deceived us?" the elder asked coldly.

"Maybe even I don't know that Xue Lian has hidden a hand and has not taught all her skills to the tentacle monster." The middle-aged man explained truthfully.

"Well, your evaluation is very objective. I understand this." The elder said lightly.

The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't understand whether the elder knew about this or had known that tentacles were not as good as Xuelian. He was curious, but he didn't dare to ask, and continued to kneel on the ground and wait, not daring to move for a moment. After a while, the middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat. This feeling of waiting for the judgment of life and death was very uncomfortable.

"The biggest problem of this failure is that I didn't know in advance that the other party had a restrained bullet. It was the intelligence department's business. Get up." The elder said lightly.

"Elder Xie." The middle-aged man knew that he had been pardoned, and immediately became happy. He kowtowed and got up, stood aside, quietly wiped his sweat, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder, my subordinates are guilty." A middle-aged man knelt on the ground with a gloomy face.

"As the head of the intelligence department, you did not grasp this situation in time, which led to the large number of sacrifices of our heroic jihadists and heavy losses. What is your injustice?" The elder said lightly, and suddenly stopped touching the crutch.

With a gunshot, the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was hit on the head by a bullet and was killed on the spot. He didn't even have time to hum. The beauty behind the elder blew the exquisite little pistol that was emitting blue smoke, snorted coldly in disdain, and put away the pistol.

This scene seemed to be commonplace to everyone, and they were silent and no one moved for a moment. The elder said lightly: "Drag it out to feed the wolf."

Another bodyguard behind the elder turned forward with a cold face, grabbed the other party and walked out, as if an eagle was catching a chicken, and he didn't look at everyone. The elder said lightly: "Everyone, my Child family can have today, relying on everyone's support. This incident in Myanmar is beyond expectations. It is not only a shame for you, but also a shame for my Child family. This matter must be remedied, otherwise no one can save you and me. Everyone knows the rules. You know what to do. I will only look at the result. I will give you a month. In a month, I will see the Chiyou halberd in front of me. Go."
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