On a moonless and starless night, a yellow sports car sped through the street with its accelerator roaring, as fast as a bolt of lightning, causing several cyber youths who were playing AR Mewtwo on the side of the road to look back.
"You are too bad at driving! Are you always like this? Fortunately, I wear an exoskeleton, otherwise you would have puked me!"
"It's like this when I'm on a mission. I used to be famous for driving fast in the workplace! Here we are!" An He said, stepping on the brakes and turning the car, making a beautiful U-turn and parked the car squarely on the side of the road.
parking space.
"Work, work, hehe, I haven't played like this for a long time. I hope my skills are not rusty."
Wu Xiaoming, wearing the Dark Night Fire exoskeleton armor, jumped out of the passenger seat and swaggered towards the luxury apartment ahead.
An He followed her: "Have you often done such sneaky things before?"
"Can you say something nice? What does it mean to be sneaky? Our 'Shenyin' are not as bad as you say!"
Wu Xiaoming used the hacking function of the exoskeleton armor to hack into the smart access control system of the apartment building and easily opened the door.
She turned back to greet An He: "Hurry up, the guard will be alerted after the access control fails abnormally for 300 seconds."
An Hexin said that if she was allowed to do it, there shouldn't be a 300-second limit. Wu Xiaoming was simply holding back.
But it didn't matter, it was enough. She set a 300-second countdown reminder for herself and stepped into the elevator.
"Which floor does Song Wenqing live on?" An He asked.
"Floor 12." Wu Xiaoming had already found Song Wenqing's residence through internal company information.
The elevator carried the two people up quickly and stopped on the 12th floor with a "ding" sound.
Since this is an elevator inside a residential building, Song Wenqing's home is right when you open the door.
The mess in the living room was beyond the two women's imagination. It was a complete mess. All kinds of fast food boxes and garbage were scattered on the ground. There was an unpleasant smell of rotten food in the air.
"That's right?" An He was a little doubtful that they had mistaken the target.
Song Wenqing usually looks like a bitch at work, but why is his family so sloppy?
How do people who live in such a place manage to clean themselves up and go to work every day?
An He and Wu Xiaoming looked at each other in the dark. Both the prosthetic body and the exoskeleton armor had excellent night vision capabilities. In this environment, they could see everything clearly without turning on the lights.
Through the life source detection device, Wu Xiaoming quickly locked the location of Song Wenqing's bedroom, but the armored microcomputer showed that there were three life signals in the room, which made her hesitate a little.
They came to trouble Song Wenqing tonight, but the trouble did not harm the family. What if the other two people in the room were this guy's wife and children?
"What should we do? There are two people around Song Wenqing." Wu Xiaoming hoped that An He would come to make up his mind.
"Does he have a wife and children?"
"I don't know..." Wu Xiaoming shook her head. The company's internal information did not show this, and she didn't know Song Wenqing at all.
You've come here, how can you give up? An He stepped forward and turned the door handle of the bedroom, and gently opened the door.
The red eyes of the Dark Night Flowing Fire exoskeleton armor and the blue eyes of the bionic maid prosthetic swept across the scene inside the bedroom. They saw Song Wenqing hugging two young girls on the left and right on the big bed, and the three of them were breathing.
The sounds come and go.
"It seems we are worrying too much." Wu Xiaoming shrugged, "This guy is having a pretty good time."
An He opened his palms and popped out two metal balls the size of fingernails from the hidden grooves in his palms. They transformed into two mosquito-shaped drones in the air and flew towards the young girls lying on the left and right sides of Song Wenqing respectively.
Wu Xiaoming felt that it was an eye-opener and asked curiously: "What is this for?"
"Inject them with a small amount of anesthetic to prevent them from waking up and causing trouble," An He explained.
"Why would you, a service-oriented bionic maid, have such a weapon on you? This is unscientific."
"This is very scientific, I am a specially customized version."
Wu Xiaoming was filled with envy: "I also want one like yours. How much does it cost to buy one?"
"Sorry, it's the only limited edition."
Guessing that the mosquito drone had injected anesthetic into the two girls, An He approached the bed and dragged the girl on the left off the bed and put it aside, while Wu Xiaoming went around to the right and did the same thing.
"Are you coming?" An He looked at Wu Xiaoming.
"Come on." Wu Xiaoming said humbly.
An He stopped being polite and slapped Song Wenqing on the face.
Song Wenqing woke up from his sleep and saw a pair of red eyes and a pair of blue pupils shining in the dark room as soon as he opened his eyes. He was so frightened that he screamed.
An He, who had already expected this, pressed the quilt he had held in his hands on Song Wenqing's face to muffle his screams.
"Do you want to live? Be honest." Wu Xiaoming put a pistol against his head.
However, this warning not only failed to calm down Song Wenqing, but forced him to struggle even more fiercely.
Seeing that Song Wenqing was almost out of his mind, An He turned on the light switch in time.
Song Wenqing couldn't recognize Wu Xiaoming in the exoskeleton armor, but he recognized An He's appearance: "You...you...you are...Secretary Andy!"
"That's right, so don't be nervous, okay?" An He smiled half-heartedly, "We are all colleagues in the same company."
"Liar...liar! Who is this...why did you break into my house? No! How did you get in? This is illegal intrusion!" Song Wenqing protested.
Wu Xiaoming removed his facial armor and exposed his face for Song Wenqing to see. He smiled and said, "You can't even recognize my voice?"
"Mr. Wu?" Song Wenqing was shocked, almost thinking he was dreaming.
"I'm here to care about the company's employees and make a random home visit." Wu Xiaoming was clearly pointing a pistol at Song Wenqing's head, but he was telling lies seriously.
Song Wenqing broke out in a cold sweat. Of course, he couldn't believe this statement. In addition, he had some suspicions in his heart, and he had a rough guess as to the purpose of Wu Xiaoming bringing An He to the door.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In just a few seconds, Song Wenqing made a decision in his mind about the pros and cons. Although Tian Fushan was his backer, he was just taking money
What's the use of having more money if you're just doing errands and making ends meet? Although Mr. Wu in front of him is young, he is definitely as ruthless as Tian Fushan. He even called her "Black Dragon" several times.
Surviving an assassination attempt is enough to show that this girl is not simple!
If nothing unexpected happens, Tian Fushan will eventually lose in this battle, and Mr. Wu, appointed by Master Jin, will completely take over the company...
After thinking about it, Song Wenqing's attitude changed completely: "Mr. Wu! I know you must have something to ask me! Everything is easy to say! Everything is easy to say! I will know everything and tell you everything!"
"Oh?" Wu Xiaoming was slightly surprised, frowned and said to himself: "Do I have something to ask you? Why don't I know? Andy, what are we doing here tonight?"
An He cooperated very cooperatively with her to threaten Song Wenqing: "Didn't you say that you want to kill the traitor in this company? In fact, you don't need a gun, as long as this guy accidentally dies due to excessive indulgence."
"Wow! No! Mr. Wu, I was wrong. I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have helped that bastard Tian Fushan plot against you! Mr. Wu, you have been blessed and turned the world around. Victory must belong to you! Sub-Biological Group must belong to you.
you!"
Wu Xiaoming hit Song Wenqing on the head with the handle of his gun: "The company belongs to me, and I am Jin Jianshen's designated successor!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
"Tell me! What kind of conspiracy did Tian Fushan plan? How did you conspire to kill me? Explain everything clearly! If you dare not tell the truth, just wait and taste the 'imported bullets'!" Wu Xiaoming pointed the gun at Song Wenqing's mouth
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Song Wenqing had completely defected ideologically and was threatened with his life. He immediately revealed all the activities Tian Fushan had done before, like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, and by the way, he also sold "Black Dragon" and Mr. Zhao.
This chapter has been completed!