Fighting status?

Isn’t this just a new virtual skin?

Kolev was just about to say something.

This beautiful virtual girl wearing a beret began to report quickly:

"The internal network of the Military Intelligence Agency cannot be accessed, the palace internal network has been breached, the emperor's exclusive network has been breached, the military's standing defense network has been invaded, the military ship signal identification system has been connected, and the Feinan has been identified as the country's new experimental ship.

Filter the other party’s daily interaction information.”

"Talisa, boss, the big-assed beauty you are looking for is a registered royal maid, with the title of third-class maid, and has no exclusive service recipient. Her death has been confirmed, and the military is investigating the reason why she killed her."

"Regarding this maid, they repeatedly mentioned a certain chip and are retrieving relevant information."

"Don't slander me," Yang Ming scolded with a smile, "I already said, I didn't help her just because her butt looks good. We were involved. I like a more toned figure."

"Like Mimi Li," Ritsu muttered.

"Get to work quickly!"

Yang Ming glanced at Kolev with a guilty conscience, and found that the old man was also busy with his head down, helping to collect information.

A red warning symbol suddenly appeared on the car's central control projection.

The three-dimensional map turned into a night view of the city. Seven black bulletproof suspension vehicles drove in a rapid tube at a height of 300 meters, heading straight towards the urban area where Yang Ming and Kolev were located.

Lu's voice is still calm and brisk:

"The other party has changed its driving route and will stop us in seven minutes.

"It has been found that the vehicle belongs to the First Star Guards Corps, and the highest-ranking one is a major. His unit cannot be found at the moment. The information comes from social screening.

"We are trying to break into the military's core information network and it will take some time."

Yang Ming listened to Lu's report and looked at the traffic ahead.

He thought for a moment, but did not directly turn off the hover car's switch.

The situation is a bit complicated.

"What should we do?" Kolev asked in a low voice, "Should we negotiate with the military? Or should we kill these people and find a way to escape?"

"How does the defense here compare to Cole Harbour?"

"Ten times, I mean how difficult it is for us to escape," Kolev said. "Don't compare the mercenary Peace Guards in Cole Port with the regular army of a medium-sized country."

Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows.

Kolev turned his head and looked in the rearview mirror, but could not see the convoy at the moment.

"We have to make an idea quickly," the old man said worriedly.

"I know, don't worry, there will definitely be a way," Yang Ming felt irritated in his heart.

Now he almost wanted to overturn those seven cars.

If he did something bad and was targeted, then he would admit it, but he didn't have time to do anything bad! He was simply implicated in an unreasonable disaster!

Yang Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked softly: "Lu, search if there are any celebrity receptions or business talks going on nearby, and look for the nearest meeting point of the New Industrial Federation."

"Searching in progress, we have found two matching coordinate points, an upcoming dinner party, and a business symposium."

"Dinner? Where?"

"Marked, the guest list has been given," Lu couldn't help but add, "This is a good idea, smart boss."

A splendid hotel appeared on the projection map, and Yang Ming thought for a moment.

"Uncle, it seems that we have to contact the big guys in the First Star Industrial Circle in advance."

Kolev smiled and said: "I can't wait. But, doesn't the military dare to arrest people at capitalist parties?"

"Not necessarily, I can only take a gamble."

Yang Ming turned the steering wheel fiercely, causing the hover car to swerve and enter a new channel.

A series of red dots appeared on the navigation map.

The distance between the two sides is constantly shrinking.

Yang Ming cannot directly drive in the city. If he attracts patrolling robot police and drones, it will be equivalent to falling directly into the hands of the military.

He had to control his speed and reach the big hotel before those guys intercepted him.

"Boss, we don't have enough time." Lu reminded softly.

Yang Ming said: "When they get out of the express lane, create some trouble for them."

"Good boss, but unnecessary actions will definitely leave traces."

"I can't control that much now, just execute the order."

Law nodded immediately.

Five or six minutes later, at the vehicle exchange entrance more than ten kilometers away, several hovercars suddenly lost control and scraped, triggering a piercing alarm.

Seven bulletproof hover vehicles lined up stopped at the same time.

Several drones rushed to the scene quickly. They could clear the accident here and clear the traffic hub in a few minutes.

These few minutes are enough.

The rented high-end hovercar successfully arrived at a splendid palace-style building, and Yang Ming sent Kolev to the gate of the hotel.

The beautiful doorman in a bunny suit quickly moved forward and opened the passenger door.

"Uncle, go to the meeting. I'll wait for you here," Yang Ming said with a smile, "You can handle it by yourself, right?"

"Aren't you coming together?" Kolev's eyes flickered.

Behind the old man's head is the hotel lobby filled with warm yellow light; behind Yang Ming's head is the dim parking lot in front of the hotel.

Kolev smiled and said: "It's time for you to learn about business entertainment."

"Let me be cool for a few more years," Yang Ming blinked.

Kolev didn't insist much, concealed the worry on his face, lowered his head and walked into the arms of the bunny girl.

——The other party stooped down to help me very thoughtfully.

Yang Ming closed the car door and drove the hover car into the parking lot in front of the hotel. The luxury car looked a little shabby here.

Lu said worriedly: "Boss, will he be kicked out?"

"Since you choose to cooperate with him, you must trust him. This is just a small scene for him."

Yang Ming's smile quickly faded:

"Liu, I'm going to talk to them in my own way, and it's up to you to decide when to use particle transmission.

"Remember, don't leave my old friend behind unless I'm about to be killed."

"Boss," Lu asked doubtfully, "are you interested in his property or his daughter?"

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly: "Abandoning your comrades on the battlefield is the most despicable behavior."

He glanced at the information on the navigation system and saw that the enemy's convoy was rapidly approaching the hotel.

"Begin the silence."

"Yes, start to be silent," Lu's voice lost all emotion.

The car-machine projection interface has returned to normal, and all traces of data have been erased.

Yang Ming found a parking space, stayed in the car for two minutes, and calmly turned off the engine.

He stretched out, took out the spare device in his pocket, which was similar to the electronic cigarette on Earth, opened the door and walked out, standing in the empty parking space, admiring the dusk of this bustling city.

He slowly blew out a smoke ring, looking for any trace of decadence.

Footsteps.

Dense and light footsteps sounded on the left and right sides.

Yang Ming hummed a tune, played with his mobile phone, and browsed hundreds of beautiful bloggers' recently updated private photos, suppressing his desire to attack.

The probability of the opponent directly killing someone is extremely low. The weapons in his hands at the moment are only simple blunt instruments for paralysis and striking. The laser gun set up in the car in the distance is also a portable version with low power.

Sudden.

A black electric baton appeared behind Yang Ming's head and hit him hard on the neck.

Yang Ming closed his eyes and fell into coma in advance.

boom!

Yang Ming fell heavily to the ground.

Two strong men in suits lifted him up, and a bulletproof hover vehicle accelerated from the side.

Yang Ming was thrown into the back seat of the car.

He controlled the breathing rate of his body and suppressed the increasingly turbulent thoughts of fighting in his heart.
To be continued...