Today's incident was quite normal, but it was too much of a coincidence to involve Wu Hui.

Of course, after Du Ziming admitted it, it was certain that the matter was related to him. And Wu Hui would definitely not underestimate this guy's ability. Since he wanted to lay out the plan, it couldn't be so simple.

There will be more unknown content behind it.

In order to ensure that he would not be involved, Wu Hui needed to prepare for the aftermath.

If he hadn't realized that Du Ziming was causing trouble, Wu Hui would have chosen to accompany him to humanely destroy those Perlman members.

But now, he needs to think carefully.

It wouldn't take Du Ziming so much trouble to kill a small team. Just find the opportunity to assassinate him. Perlman's main strength is in Europe and the United States, and they have no foundation in East Asia.

So there must be other conspiracies, maybe against himself.

It's not that Wu Hui is narcissistic, but that guy Du Ziming will target him nine times out of ten. Well, from this perspective, Ren Yin's complaint last time makes a lot of sense.

Li Xiaoyue watched Wu Hui quietly writing and drawing on the blackboard.

It was written very abstractly, but she could understand most of it.

Li Xiaoyue's intelligence level seems to be used to deceive her sister most of the time, but she is not stupid, and her imagination is very outstanding. Looking at some of the symbols and words written by Wu Hui, you can think of many.

But Li Xiaoyue didn't speak. She just adjusted her round-framed glasses, which were completely decorative, looked at Wu Hui's back, and used the book in her hand to cover the lower half of her face.

"In-depth investigation is needed." Wu Hui thought for a long time but could not reach a conclusion.

At the same time, the black and white duo who caused this incident were walking in the sewer. Their expressions were solemn and alert.

It was completely dark outside. But there were still Perlman's people searching everywhere for traces of them. Black's brows seemed to be knitted into knots.

His hands holding the guns tightened tighter and tighter.

"Ahem, cough, come here." In the sewer, there was an old man who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

Perhaps out of some strange hobby, the chief chess player likes to arrange secret passages in the sewers of cities. There are shelter-level houses in these strongholds, as well as various material reserves and weapon reserves.

More importantly, there is a teleportation array that leads to all parts of the world.

It's safe once you get here.

Hei breathed a sigh of relief, but saw a grenade flying towards him, blowing up this section of the sewer.

"Want to run? It's not that simple." A man wearing a Perlman combat uniform slowly walked over: "Since you killed our Perlman people for a teammate, you should have thought that such a day would come, right?

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Level 10 player. The middle finger of Iron Fist Team, Bombardier Hank.

Looking at this powerful enemy, Hei fell into silence. Is it really worth letting such a powerful enemy come in person?

The captain of the Tekken team, Shizhi, is already an eleventh-level player. He did not come this time. It should be said that a top-level Tekken team like them generally does not need to act collectively. Any one of them will have peak-level combat effectiveness.

The strongest group of people under super players can easily destroy cities, wipe out armies, and even resist the terror of nuclear weapons.

"White." Black said.

"Yeah." Bai responded.

"Let's kill it together."

"good."

In the sewer, the black and white duo fought forward.

The bombardier smiled: "Very brave."

He thought of his experience as a mercenary in Africa during those years, when the poorly equipped rebels were just like the Black and White duo. They clearly couldn't defeat them but they still charged forward bravely.

He pulled out dozens of grenades of various forms from nothingness and threw them out like a goddess scattering flowers.

At level 10, a level where mythical magic is everywhere, grenades seem very weak and weak, but bombardiers don't think so.

He threw black hole grenades, Titan plasma grenades, antimatter annihilation grenades, as well as ordinary nuclear grenades and biochemical grenades. Behind the bombardier is a production space, which contains countless raw materials and factories for manufacturing grenades.

In fact, in addition to the grenade production factory, there are other production factories for artillery shells, bullets, and firearms. The best one is a drone factory. It's a pity that there are no more large-scale equipment, such as tanks.

For the bombardier, grenades and bombs are enough. As for firearms, he basically has no need, unless he engages in arms trade with the rebels.

Among the grenades with different effects, two black shadows flashed across, and white light flashed around him.

Hei wielded his double guns and shot them out, while Bai raised his sword and broke the back.

What's more amazing is that these powerful grenades did not cause too much damage. It was obviously intentional by the bombardier. He wanted to avoid trouble from the Inquisition.

But it also allowed Black and White to escape from the explosion zone.

"Middle finger, you can't do it anymore."

Black and White, who had just rushed out of the explosion zone, was knocked to the ground by two punches before he could even take a breath.

A man in uniform stepped out of the shadows.

Iron Fist Team Ring Finger, Transparent Man.

"Tch, I knew you were going to take action, so I left a gap for them to exploit." The middle-finger bombardier expressed disdain.

Ring finger transparent man: "Yeah, I believe it. Should these two be captured alive and brought back for interrogation, or should they be killed directly?"

"Take them to Little Finger for torture." The bombardier didn't take this matter seriously. Anyway, they were just two level eight players, not very strong.

As an eighth-level person, he would be considered a top-notch expert in the entire city if placed elsewhere. But placed here, he becomes a weakling who can be defeated easily.

Hei closed his eyes and began to think about why the chief chess player didn't save himself. As long as he was willing to save, how could a thirteenth-level player be defeated? Unless someone of the same level stopped him.

This idea is unreliable. After all, level 13 players will not fight for such a trivial matter. That would be too embarrassing.

Therefore, getting them caught is part of the chess players' larger plan.

I feel like this kind of thing will gradually get bigger. Normally, the relationship between Perlman and the chief is average. In other words, in Level 13, only the Butterfly Queen and the chief judge have a good relationship.

But when it comes to a real fight, it really doesn't happen. The chief and the presiding judge can sit together and play chess.

So it's not necessarily the chief executive who wants to have a confrontation with Perlman.

Hei thought for a long time and didn't have any answer.

Those people's levels are too high. He can't even block the attacks of level 10 players, so how can he possibly understand that?

I just hope that if I die, other teammates will not avenge me.

Perlman is a giant, and Jiuse is too weak, just a pawn that won't be taken seriously. Maybe it was a mistake to offend them in the first place to avenge Qing.

In the broken sewers, all kinds of domestic sewage are blocked. I wonder if someone will scold me for this.
Chapter completed!