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[Crisis Management Center No. 7 of Hefei Company]

For the employees of Hefei Company, working in the crisis management center is very happy.

In the company, if you want to climb up as a warrior, then you have to be successful. Not only must you have extraordinary talent, but you must also be able to stand out from countless strong people.

Even if you really climb up and become the team leader or captain of a certain army, with hundreds or even thousands of people in charge, you still have to be on the front line. Maybe one day you will encounter a high-intensity battle and your life will start all over again.

But it's different in the crisis management center. There are no bullets and artillery fire here, only comfortable air conditioning and endless amounts of high-end coffee. Everyone clocks in to work, everything is handled according to rules and regulations, and everything is in order.

Here, you don't have to work hard to improve your strength, nor do you have to go into and out of the battlefield to risk your life. You just need to sit in front of the computer and type on the keyboard.

The salary may not be that high compared to other departments, but I am very happy because even the lowest-level crisis management specialist has the power to mobilize dozens or hundreds of people at any time.

Therefore, the employees here go to work with expectations every day, hoping that a few unlucky eggs will appear outside and touch those unforgivable red lines, so that they can experience the thrill of strategizing.

No, just a few days after the New Year, this unlucky guy who made everyone happy appeared.

At this time, the crisis management specialists were sitting at their workstations. The supervisor stood in front of the huge holographic image and said loudly: "Okay, ladies and gentlemen, look over here. Here we have another person who has come to the end of his life." guy."

With a movement of his hand, the holographic image intertwined with Su Mo's appearance and personal information related to him.

"This man's name is Su Mo, a native of Crescent City, the leader of the fringe mercenary group, and one of the Seven Stars of the Crescent Moon."

"Ten minutes ago, he deliberately killed the only son of Mr. Mamen, the head of the Crescent City branch's intelligence department, and sent a very provocative video."

At this point, the supervisor sneered and his tone became humorous: "What does this make me say? The young man feels that life is boring and tired of life, so we will make it easier for him and help him start a new life."

The crisis management specialists all burst into light laughter.

The supervisor clapped his hands and his expression became serious: "Okay, the joke is over. You all know what to do in this situation. Anyone who offends the company's authority will only have one fate."

"Group seven, you go and sort out the personal information of all the mercenaries in the fringe mercenary group, tally them all, and put them on the elimination list."

The leader of the seventh group snapped his fingers: "It's a trivial matter."

Supervisor: "Group one, six, nine, your work is a little more complicated. Go collect all the personal information related to Su Mo."

"Whether his parents are alive, whether he has any children, whether he has any relatives such as his seventh aunt and eighth uncle, all direct relatives, collateral relatives, and anyone who is related by blood, will be counted, put on the purge list, and all will be killed. "

The leader of one group raised his hand and said in a joking tone: "Su Mo, I have known him before. He is a lonely man with unknown life experience. He has no relatives and no nine tribes to kill."

The supervisor slowly said: "Then go find his tenth clan and locate his partners, colleagues, and friends, all those who have cooperated with him or had any beneficial dealings with him, even if they just had a meal and shook hands once , all counted.”

"As long as they have the slightest connection with Mr. Mamen's death, all of them will be put on the purge list and executed."

The leaders of groups one, six, and nine all lamented: "Oh God, we have to work overtime all night again."

The supervisor smiled and said: "Be happy, you will get three times the overtime pay."

He continued: "Group 2, after the elimination list is compiled, you should contact the Public Relations Department and ask them to contact the Crescent City Council and submit our elimination list."

"Tell the city council that all the people on the purge list will disappear, physically. Remember to block information and control public opinion in advance so as not to scare the lovely citizens."

The leader of the second team shrugged: "I bet five hundred coins that Amir will complain to the company. We have to prepare enough money to appease him."

Supervisor: "Group Thirteen, contact the Razor Rapid Response Force and send a fully-staffed Razor Brigade to Crescent City. Let the captains with the "Super Limit" blood code personally lead the team to ensure that nothing goes wrong. I don't want to see it." Anything unexpected happens, understand? "

The leader of Group 13 whistled and said briskly: "Understood, but we are moving thousands of people over at once. There is such a big movement, do we need to say hello to the other two families?"

Supervisor: "I will communicate with Iron Blood and Black Territory. You can just take care of your own affairs. Okay, those who have tasks will carry out their tasks, and those who do not have tasks will continue to work. Get moving, get moving!"

It was dawn at this time, the sky was not yet clear, and everything was shrouded in haze.

Su Mo sat in the office, looking at the fish-white sky in the distance.

His mobile phone was placed on the table next to him, with the external speaker on.

Qi Ling's voice came from the mobile phone: "My favorite time of the day is the break of dawn. Every time I see the morning light breaking through the darkness, it gives me a feeling of being alive."

Su Mo: "You are simply afraid of the dark."

Qi Ling: "Oh, I'm convinced, can't you use more literary words to answer the question!"

Su Mo smiled and said in a serious tone: "Where have you been?"

Qi Ling: "I just crossed the river and was watching the sunrise."

She paused, and her voice became as gentle as the wind: "I'm thinking of you too."

Su Mo couldn't help but smile: "You've only been out for ten minutes and you're already missing me?"

Qi Ling: "Yeah, every second I can't see you, I miss you."

The girl's soft words caused ripples in my heart, bringing an unspeakable throbbing feeling.

Su Mo murmured: "My heart suddenly beats so fast."

Qiling: "Oh? Why?"

Su Mo "Maybe it's because of what I'm going to face next."

Qi Ling: "Idiot."

Su Mo: "Huh?"

Qi Ling: "At this time, you should say to the girl, forget it, you are too stupid, I will teach you slowly in the future~"

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they were immersed in the tranquility of the early morning in a tacit understanding.

"Dong, dong, dong." Suddenly, a gentle rhythm came from the mobile phone.

Su Mo heard it, it was the sound of heartbeat.

Qi Ling was holding her cell phone to her heart so that he could listen to her heartbeat.

Su Mo lay on the table with his eyes closed and put the phone to his ear, as if he were leaning against Qi Ling across dozens of kilometers, listening to her heartbeat.

After another ten minutes, Qiling's gentle voice came: "I'm here."

Su Mo: "Okay, let's go."

Qi Ling: "No electronic devices are allowed here. I want to hang up first."

Su Mo: "Zero"

Qi Ling: "Huh?"

Su Mo: "Thank you."

Qi Ling: "Idiot, thank you is reserved for outsiders and friends."

With a blind tone, the phone was hung up.

Outside the window, on the far side of the city line, the morning sun tore through the sky, bringing the first ray of light to the world.

Su Mo sat by the window, quietly waiting for the passage of time.

"Ding Ling Ling——" Not long after hanging up the communication with Qi Ling, another call came in.

After picking up, Schenkov's gloomy voice came: "I'm downstairs, come down."

Su Mo stuck his head out of the window and found a black car parked downstairs.

It's early morning, the city is waking up from its slumber, and the streets are full of busy pedestrians rushing to catch the morning rush hour.

Sumer left the Edge Building and came to the black car. Through the car window, he saw Schenkov sitting in the back car.

Schenkov had no intention of getting out of the car, so Sumer opened the door and got in.

Schenkov looked haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, he hadn't slept for an unknown number of days, and his face was as gloomy as if it was dripping water.

He winked at the driver in the front seat, who got out of the car and left.

They were the only two people left in the car.

Su Mo: "What can't you say on the phone?"

Schenkov didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand and flicked Sumer's eyelids, as if he was checking something.

Su Mo asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Pah!" Without any warning, Su Mo received a heavy slap on the face.

Schenkov pointed at his nose and asked angrily: "Su Mo! Are you a mercenary who has been fooled?!"

Su Mo's face was in burning pain. He gradually came out of his daze. He couldn't believe that he had been slapped so suddenly. He looked at Schenkov in surprise and anger.

Schenkov glared and said, "What look? Huh? Do you think it's unfair to be beaten?! Do you want to take a look at what you have been doing recently?!"

"I won't mention the fact that you messed up the mercenary world because of a woman. That's the kind of person you are. But what did you do next? Did you kill Lucifer? Are you on drugs? !”

Su Mo said coldly: "He hurt the people around me like that. Do you think he doesn't deserve to die?"

Schenkov roared: "Damn it! But you can't kill him! Because he is the son of Mammon!"

Su Mo got angry after being scolded and shouted back: "Then what do you want me to do? Tell me?!"

"My friend who saved my life several times was cornered by Mammon and was played like a dog!"

"My territory, Mamen's son can come and smash it whenever he wants. Chu Nanyi was seriously injured by him, and the team I built has become the laughing stock of the entire Crescent City!"

"And Dongdong, a 15-year-old kid who seeks revenge on Lucifer all by himself. He gave up his own life just to help me get a breath of air. Now he's still lying in the emergency room and hasn't woken up!"

"What do you want me to do? You want me to apologize to Lucifer with a smile? Beg for mercy? Kneel down and lick him?"

Sichenkov smiled sadly: "What can we do? He has a father who is an executive in a joint venture company. He is better than you and more valuable than you."

"I know that you mercenaries are in the business of licking blood and taking pleasure in grudges. If you suffer any losses, you must get them back."

"You are now the famous Seven Stars of the Crescent. You can kill many people, including thugs, fellow mercenaries, and backbones of the consortium. You can kill them all."

He poked his heart hard, his expression full of sorrow: "Even one day, if I block your way of making money, brother, you can even kill me, the director."

"But you can't touch people in the company! Especially you can't offend the executives! If you offend, you are looking for death!!!"

Su Mo interrupted him coldly: "The person has been killed, and I know what I am doing. If you are like Dres and are here to sever ties with me, then please do so."

"Brother." Schenkov's tone became gloomy.

His eyes were sad, his voice was full of struggle, and he couldn't help but tremble: "You have to go to the dead end this time. The superiors gave me a death order. I really have no choice."

Su Mo felt something was wrong with these words.

His eyes suddenly sharpened and he glanced at the passers-by outside the car.

During the morning rush hour, the crowds were bustling and seemingly normal.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that the eyes of some pedestrians drift this way intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes are full of a faint sense of oppression.

Su Mo realized something and looked at Schenkov coldly: "You tricked me into a trap?"

Schenkov said nothing, but looked at him sadly.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze at this moment, almost suffocating.

Su Mo's eyes became colder and colder, and all the abilities in his body were secretly mobilized.

The war is about to break out.

Just when the atmosphere reached its peak of depression, Schenkov suddenly made an astonishing move.

He reached out his hand and grabbed Su Mo's wrist tightly.

The muscles on Schenkov's face twitched, his eyes were determined and suppressed, and he almost squeezed out the words through his teeth: "Hijack me."

Su Mo was stunned after hearing this.

Schenkov tightened his grip and gritted his teeth: "All the elites from the Fourth Anti-Violence Section are here! If you don't want to die, hurry up!"

After a moment of silence, Su Mo kidnapped Schenkov and stood in front of him without saying a word. Bone spurs formed from his fists and pressed against his throat.

The director was kidnapped, and the plainclothes from the Anti-Violence Section 4 in the crowd suddenly fell into an uproar. They rushed from all directions and surrounded the car, shouting angrily:

"Let him go! You son of a bitch! Now!"

"Don't resist stubbornly, otherwise you will be punished even more!"

"Fuck! I told you not to leave them alone!"

"Command center! Command center! Director Schenkov was hijacked by criminals, requesting immediate reinforcements!"

Su Mo stayed close behind Schenkov to prevent the snipers in the dark from firing cold shots. He smiled briefly and said, "Mr. Director, are you really working hard? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Schenkov raised his hands flat, seemingly to indicate to the prisoner that there was no threat, but in fact he was using his body to help Sumer cover the sniper's sight to a greater extent.

He said in a low voice, "That's good. If the director of the General Bureau dies in the line of duty while arresting criminals, then I can also become a Crescent City legend."

Su Mo: "Oh, really. Then think about the recipe you want to leave in the bar. I bet the wine named after you will sell out."

Schenkov cursed and said: "I really don't know if you are just in a good mood or if you are really mentally ill. You are still in the mood to accept my jokes. Stay away! You guys are just eating for nothing! I'm sorry for you. , I’ll lay you all off!”

With the director in his hands, the plainclothes men didn't dare to act rashly, so they could only stay away and keep their eyes on Su Mo.

Su Mo: "You are so messy, aren't you afraid that the higher-ups will see through it and hold you accountable?"

Schenkov: "Let's talk about the rest later. Get out of the car quickly, kidnap me out of the city, and then run away as far as you want. It's best to run away to the Borderlands and never come back again!"

Su Mo: "No, I quite like Crescent City."

Schenkov's blood pressure rose: "What the hell are you doing?! If I don't leave even if I give you a chance, why are you playing with me?!"

Su Mo: "Shh, don't shout so loud. They'll be angry if they hear you. Just stay with me for a while, and they should be here soon."

Schenkov said without tears: "It's useless to call anyone. Who can save you in this situation? Just now, the people from the He Company went to Amir, but he didn't even dare to fart!"

"Ah ho~" Just as the two were entangled, crisp laughter suddenly came from not far away.

Qi Ling came back at some point, and behind her was a floating fleet of vehicles landing one after another.

She walked leisurely to the car and looked at Sumer and Schenkov: "What are you doing? Hug each other passionately. Momo, please come out quickly, the distinguished guest has arrived."

Schenkov was stunned and looked at the motorcade behind Qi Ling.

When he saw the double helix logo on the floating cars and the tall figure stepping out of the guest car, Schenkov felt a thunderbolt in his mind and his whole body froze like a statue.

"Brother." Su Mo called.

Schenkov stared blankly.

Su Mo saw a joyful smile on his face and gave him a big bear hug: "Good brother!"

After finishing speaking, Sumer let go of Schenkov and calmly walked out of the car.

He passed through the equally stunned anti-riot troops and faced the tall figure with five stars on his tie.

Under the sunlight, the two held hands together.

"Mr. Zhao, I have long admired you." (End of chapter)