Then Let Them Offer Their Loyalty

After a while, Jonas suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up.

Without hesitation, he connected directly to the communication.

The next moment, Srka's slightly embarrassed voice came from the communication.

"Mr. Jonas? I'm Srka."

"Oh, what is Mr. Srka doing?" Jonas asked with a slight smile.

"There seems to be something wrong with the 500 million credit points mentioned earlier."

After hesitating for a moment, Srka decided to tell the truth:

"The loan from the central bank has been delayed for half a month..."

"So Mr. Srka can't take out 500 million credit points within the stipulated time?"

Jonas' words made Srka a little uneasy, and the next moment, he heard the other party say:

"I am sorry, but if Mr. Srka cannot meet my request, perhaps we need to re-evaluate our cooperative relationship."

Srka was a little anxious, and said, "It's only half a month..."

Before the words fell, Jonas interrupted:

"Mr. Srka should be very clear that I have no shortage of collaborators."

The meaning behind this sentence made Srka's heart sink. If the other party can give him enough competitiveness to snatch the position of the sole heir of the Bond Consortium, it will naturally give him the same competitiveness as other people.

He couldn't help feeling a little anxious, gritted his teeth, and just about to speak, he heard the other party say:

"Of course, if Mr. Srka really wants to cooperate with the Wetting Consortium, he might as well show his sincerity first."

Hearing this, Srka was stunned, and then realized that the other party was giving him a chance. He took a deep breath and asked:

"Like?"

"The latest generation of tactical suits from the Bond Consortium...Mr. Srka should know that weapon development is not an easy task, and our research also requires a lot of references. It is not enough to rely solely on the strength of the Wetin Consortium." About Nass opened his mouth slowly.

When Srka heard this, he couldn't help but frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse:

"It is impossible for me to hand over the research and development data to you. This is the core data of the Bond Consortium..."

Before the words fell, Jonas shook his head and said:

"Mr. Srka misunderstood. We don't need R&D data, we only need ten sets of finished products. After all, we just want to learn from your design concept."

Jonas was persuasive and seductive, which also made Srka hesitate.

Without the key, it is impossible for the other party to decipher the research and development data through the finished product.

Thinking about it this way, ten sets of finished products are not unacceptable. With his authority, it is not difficult to mobilize ten sets of tactical sets.

After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

"Okay, I'll send someone to bring it to you later."

Having said that, he continued to ask:

"About cooperation...?"

Jonas laughed, changed his previous rhetoric, and said:

"That's no problem, of course, it's just a delay of fifteen days. This doesn't affect our friendship, does it?"

——Bullshit friendship, that’s not what you said just now.

Hearing this, Srka couldn't help but slander in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

At this time, Mr. Srka didn't know how badly this so-called 'friendship' would hurt him in the future.

He just breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Of course, may our friendship last forever."

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Silter District.

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the moon and stars are rare.

The wind at night makes people feel a little uneasy. In fact, some bad things are prone to happen on a dark and windy night.

[Epileptic Fire Gang], when it comes to this name, street gang members in the downtown area will hate it.

It's not because of how much territory it has seized, but because the Epilepsy Gang's behavior is too ostentatious. Since its establishment, in just two years, it has violated the interests of nearly [-] gangs, large and small. Things that can't be seen.

It's not so much a gang, it's better to say it's a gang of mercenaries who help out with money.

But because none of its members are good people, even though many gangs have been offended, not many people dare to trouble them.

Over time, their reputation has spread far and wide, and more and more consortiums have come to them to handle affairs.

The Levi Consortium is one of them, and they ambushed here today precisely to fulfill the commission of the Levi Consortium.

"Boss, when will you start?"

Lying in the shadows, a young man with a mohawk said to the middle-aged man beside him.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man looked at the convoy not far away and said:

"When they officially hand over, we will do it again."

"Hey, this group of consortium dogs are really cautious. We've been squatting here for two days, and we're only here now."

The young man with the Mohawk sneered, and the middle-aged man frowned, just about to speak, but not far away, the flames and explosions interrupted his unspoken words.

The air wave swept across, and the crowd not far away became commotion in an instant, and gunshots continued to ring out.

The middle-aged man's brain went blank for a moment, and he quickly reacted, shouting behind him:

"Fuck, who told you to do it now?!"

There was silence behind him, obviously he hadn't reacted to this sudden change.

Soon, the man with the Mohawk swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice:

"Boss, our ambush has been attacked."

The middle-aged man shrank his pupils and asked, "How many attackers are there, and what equipment are they equipped with?"

His first reaction was that the information had been leaked. The Nathan Consortium knew of their ambush in advance and sent people to encircle and suppress them.

However, the other party's words directly shattered his conjecture, making him unable to recover for a long while.

The man with the Mohawk looked at the message sent back by the attacked member, and after a while he stammered and said:

"The assailant was only one person, female, armed with..."

As he said, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva again:

"...Heat sword."

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"You said, one person, with a heat sword, cut down our fully armed team?"

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, but before he could continue speaking, the sound of a second explosion not far away immediately dispelled his thoughts.

The fearless epileptic leader of the Epilepsy Gang seldom felt a little scared. He took a deep breath and said:

"There is a hard stubble in this job. Inform the ambush personnel that we are going to run away."

"But boss, we've been here for two days."

The boy with the Mohawk head said hesitantly.

"Idiot, is money more important than life?!" The middle-aged man cursed, raised his leg and kicked the other party.

According to his many years of experience in robbing houses, this kind of confusing situation can basically be run away. If you want him to wrestle with this group of consortium dogs, ten epileptic gangs are not enough to die.

The boy with the head of the Mohawk was kicked, and he bared his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to continue persuading him.

He yelled in the communication, and the Epilepsy Gang, which had been guarding for two days, retreated one after another in desperation.

.............................

On the other side, the Wild Wolf Gang under attack is now in a bitter fight.

Even with the equipment supported by the consortium, they were still crushed to death by the sudden attack.

The opponent's firepower is too strong. Even with the advantage in numbers, they still cannot break through the encirclement line set by the opponent in advance.

The leader of the wolf gang looked at the blond man lying behind the bunker. His original suit had become tattered and his hair was messed up by the air waves. He looked very embarrassed.

As a representative of the Nathan Consortium, he never imagined that someone would dare to intercept and ambush them halfway.

"Mr. Vonarfen, I need an explanation!"

He leaned behind the bunker and looked at the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, feeling a little out of control:

"Why are we being attacked?!"

——I still want to find someone to ask what is going on! ?

Vonarfin, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang on the side, was dissatisfied when he heard this, but he didn't show it on his face, and said:

"Someone should have leaked our whereabouts... Except for a few members of the Wild Wolf Gang, no one knows what happened tonight. Did you leak the news...?"

The gunfire poured down and the gravel splashed, which forced Vonarfin to cover his face with his hands. The next moment, he heard the representative of the Nathan Consortium in front of him suppress his anger and say:

"You mean, the employee loyalty of the Nathan consortium is not as credible as your wild gang?"

Vonarfine rubbed the center of his brows, took a deep breath and said: