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Chapter 316

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The female soldiers were very strong, but they had no complaints about being abused.

This was because only by competing with experts on the same stage could one obtain better improvements. This was a rare opportunity!

Moreover, this was just a sparring match. They could learn and improve while being abused, and at the same time, they could make friends. If they could not beat them, they could make friends, right? If they could make friends now, it would be good for them in the future. At least, they would not be at a disadvantage. As the leader of the Gorse Dynasty, Fox thought so. Of course, William, Big Ivan, and the others had the same idea.

"What do you think about tricking Eye of God and the Knights Templar?" Fox thought of a very sinister plan.

"How?" Charlemagne was a qualified sidekick.

"Just a little provocation, and then we will sit back and watch them get slapped in the face! By the way, we have to film it, organize the video, and send it back to Europe to share the joy with everyone! "Fox was probably the reincarnation of a vixen, and she was up to no good when she smiled.

"I like this plan." Big Ivan rarely showed his full cooperation.

"All right!" William also wanted to see Eye of God in trouble.

"Don't go too far," Philip kindly reminded everyone.

"The more unlucky Eye of God is, the better, isn't it?" Griffon did not understand why Mr. Philip would sympathize with Eye of God.

"I mean, you are suspected of plotting against Mr. Wood, so don't go too far, lest he gets angry!" Philip smiled slightly. "However, if you get Mr. Wood's permission first, I will not object."

Only then did everyone realize what was going on.

They immediately gave Philip a thumbs up.

Philip shrugged, and the smile on his face grew wider. "Don't expect me to say anything. I will pretend that I don't know about this!"

When Fox heard this, she giggled. "Mr. Philip is a gentleman, but I'm not. I'll take responsibility for this matter. I'll also talk to Mr. Wood about it. I promise there won't be any problems. However, you have to listen to my commands and cooperate fully for a period of time."

"As you wish, Your Majesty!" Griffon led everyone and pretended to bow to her.

The people of the Eye of God did not know that in the future, Fox would prepare a huge pit for them to jump into, and he would gather people everywhere to fight against the Darkness Palace, as well as the Plantagenet Dynasty, the Teutonic Knights, the Eastern European Grand Alliance, and other forces that seemed to be interested in joining the Darkness Palace. The Eye of God was not interested in the World Number One Martial Arts Conference. They were here to cause trouble.

Unless Mr. Wood was willing to take out the gene agent and negotiate in private, they would never let go of this opportunity to cause trouble.

Arena competition?

Coincidentally, you invited us over!

If you didn't send us an invitation, we would have wanted to come and cause trouble. Now, we have an excuse, an even more justifiable reason!

The various arrangements inside the Eye of God were aimed at the Darkness Palace, the Plantagenet Dynasty, and the genetic soldiers of Huaxia. As for the Teutonic Knights and the Eastern European Grand Alliance, they were not in their eyes!

The entire Eye of God was busy.

There was only one person.

Nothing to do.

This person was "Gray Tower", who had been left idle by the Eye of God after Lin Dong put him back.

Gray Tower risked his life to save "Pastor" Bord that day. It was a great credit, but it did not lessen the suspicion of the Eye of God's higher-ups. If it weren't for the fact that Gray Tower had been well-behaved during the time he returned, and did not make a suspicious phone call or send a suspicious message, Gray Tower, who was suspected of being a traitor, would have disappeared from the face of the earth by the higher-ups.

In a tall building in the Big Apple, Gray Tower, who was drunk every day, was snoring away on his bed. He was drunk again that day, and he was snoring away.

Just as he was sleeping soundly.

A bucket of ice water was poured on him.

Gray Tower woke up and hurriedly reached for the gun under his pillow.

But his hangover and weak hands were trembling, and he could not grab the gun even after touching it a few times.

"The gun is with me!" A handsome and cool middle-aged man was sitting in front of the bed at some point, and two tall bodyguards stood behind him. One moved a chair and stood with his hands down, and the other put the bucket down. The middle-aged man, who was as handsome as a celebrity, wore a pair of sunglasses. His eyes couldn't be seen, but Gray Tower could still feel the sharp gaze behind the sunglasses. He instantly woke up from his drunken stupor and broke out in cold sweat.

"Mr. Eric Jr., why are you here?" Gray Tower, who was dripping wet and looked disheveled, hurriedly sat up.

"Call me Boss!" The middle-aged man threw the gun back on Gray Tower's bed, shook his head and sighed. "Look at you, do you still look like a mercenary? Let alone assassins, even a vagrant could easily end your life. "

"What else can I do if I don't drink?" Gray Tower was dejected.

"You are indeed useless. Compared to before, you are like a different person! The former Gray Tower was vicious and persevering, with extraordinary endurance and an iron will. He was one of the few mercenaries I admired. Can you tell me why? Gray Tower? Why did you come back like this after a trip to Far East? "The man named Eric Jr. asked coldly.

"I don't know … I really don't know. I just feel fear, fatigue, and powerlessness!" Gray Tower shook his head dejectedly.

"Is it because of Blockhead's pursuit?" Eric Jr. asked.

"Boss, you don't understand. That feeling is too scary, even scarier than death! You don't know, but I wake up from nightmares almost every night! That guy isn't human, he's too scary! "Gray Tower trembled when he mentioned Lin Dong.

"I've already asked a psychiatrist, and the answer they gave is that there's something wrong with your mind because of fear." Eric Jr. snorted. "The only way for you to recover is to defeat your inner demons. I've decided to send you to Far East again, and you will be the deputy leader to attend the World Martial Arts Conference at Dong Mountain and participate in the tournament there! "Eric Jr., who had left Gray Tower idle, suddenly gave him a new mission.

"Ah, no!" Gray Tower screamed in fear, his hands trembling. "I never want to go to that damned Far East again! I especially don't want to see that demon again! No, I refuse. I can't complete this mission. I don't want to see that demon again, even if it's just a glance! "

"If you don't go, then die!" Eric Jr. gave him his choice.

Gray Tower stood up in despair.

It seemed like he wanted to plead for mercy.

However, the bodyguard behind Eric Jr. slowly took out his pistol.

Gray Tower knelt on the ground dejectedly and held his head with both hands. He wailed like a wounded beast for a while before he calmed down and raised his head again. His pale face was like a dead man's, and his lips were trembling. "Alright, I can go back to Far East again, but I want to get the best plastic surgeon first!"

A smile appeared on Eric Jr.'s lips. "Very well, it's too late for plastic surgery, but we have the best makeup artist. As long as you put on makeup, I guarantee that even you won't be able to recognize yourself, not to mention that Mr. Wood! Also, the most important thing for us to go to Dong Mountain is not to become the champion of the World Number One Challenge Tournament. I'm not interested in that bullsh * t champion. The only thing I'm interested in is the underground palace under the mine! You've lived there for a long time. When the time comes, you can be our team's guide. If you can complete this mission, I can transfer you to South America. You can enjoy the sunshine, the beaches, and the beauties there! "

"Boss, I dare say that the mine has already been taken over by the Huaxia military. We can't go in at all!" Gray Tower was anxious. He felt that this kind of plan was suicide.

"I have an extremely well-hidden tunnel in another place. However, I will only give you the relevant map when we get there." Eric Jr. stared at Gray Tower, as if trying to find a trace of trust or suspicion in this subordinate. Unfortunately, other than filth and decadence, what he saw the most was an unconcealable fear.

"With my strength, going in is suicide!" Gray Tower expressed that he couldn't be a guide.

"You don't need to enter the underground palace. You just need to take the people through the tunnel. You can stay outside and wait. Use your alertness and luck to bring the team back safely like how you saved Mr. Bord." This was Eric Jr.'s plan.

"Alright, I'll try my best!" Gray Tower looked reluctant. However, in the face of death, he had no other choice.

Eric Jr. left with the two bodyguards.

Gray Tower sat in a daze for a long time. In the end, he fell powerlessly onto the extremely dirty bed that looked like a dog kennel.

In the monitor, his every move was secretly recorded by the installed camera. For the past 24 hours, nothing that Gray Tower did in the room had been out of the surveillance for even a second.

Eric Jr. asked the staff member in front of the monitor, "Did he do anything unusual?"

"Boss, he didn't do anything unusual. He didn't move at all like an idiot. It's been a few months, and he hasn't done anything unusual. I think he's really scared, "the head of the surveillance team replied with congratulations.

"I still don't trust him. He saved Bord in time. Forget it. Sending him to the Far East was the best way to test him. If it's really the anti-infiltration ability that Mr. Wood gave us, then Gray Tower will definitely leave some traces. Keep an eye on him. Who knows, you might even be able to lure out Mr. Wood behind him, "Eric Jr. warned solemnly.

"Boss, what if he didn't betray us?" The head of the surveillance team felt that it was almost impossible for Gray Tower to be a traitor. He had never seen such a normal traitor.

"It's just Gray Tower. Even if he's not a traitor, he's dead. What's there to be sorry about?" Eric Jr. snorted coldly, unconcerned.

"Yes." The head of the surveillance team quickly responded with a solemn expression.

"Keep an eye on him. Gray Tower is famous for his cunning and perseverance. All of this might be an act. Don't let him deceive so many of you!" Eric Jr. didn't give up.

Acting?

The head of the surveillance team felt his heart twitch.

If Gray Tower really was a traitor, and his performance for the past few months was just an act, then it was too scary! An Oscar -winning actor wasn't even fit to carry his shoes for him! After all, this wasn't a few days, but a few months! In these few months, there were people monitoring him 24/7, and Gray Tower never showed any signs of abnormality. Not to mention phone calls or messages, even his gaze and micro-expressions were flawless!

Although they absolutely didn't believe that Gray Tower was a traitor and was acting, the surveillance team members still replied respectfully.

After all, regardless of whether their superiors were right or wrong, orders had to be carried out.

Gray Tower didn't know what the surveillance team members were thinking, but if they were to listen to Gray Tower's thoughts, then they would definitely hear: Acting, d * mn acting, this is for survival! If it wasn't for you guys forcing me and monitoring me every day, would my life be so miserable? You don't know how painful it is to live!

Gray Tower's surface was like a corpse.

But deep in his heart …

It was surging like an undercurrent.

He could finally escape this damned cage and return to the Far East!

If he had any misgivings before and didn't want to become a complete traitor, then right now, he wanted nothing more than to immediately fly back to Dong Mountain, find Lin Dong, and truly submit to him. He wanted to pass on everything he knew and had discovered to him!

No matter how bad Mr. Wood was, he was ten thousand times better than that damned Eric Jr.!

If he continued to follow such a boss, even if he wasn't killed by a powerful enemy, he would still be forced to death by the paranoid Gray Tower!

"I dare say that Gray Tower is definitely not an Oscar -winning actor. No matter how good he is at acting, it's impossible for him to not make a single mistake in a few months. Most importantly, I don't think his nightmares every day are fake. No one can control dreams, let alone act them! " Gray Tower didn't move on the monitor. The bored surveillance team members could only use his chat to make a bet.

"Although I think so too, it's too boring. Let's make a bet! I'll bet ten dollars that he's a traitor, but the odds have been raised to ten thousand times. Yes, otherwise I won't bet! "One of the staff members set up a bet.

"Everyone, be serious. Don't make any mistakes in the last few days. As long as Gray Tower flies to the Far East for a mission, our nightmarish work will be over." The head of the surveillance team didn't stop the bet, but he still reminded everyone to keep an eye on him. After all, they had been watching for so long. It didn't matter if they watched for a few more days. As soon as he said this, the entire surveillance team immediately sighed. "There are still five days. My god, let this damned and unnecessary surveillance end quickly! We've had enough of this kind of work! "

Gray Tower, lying on the bed, didn't move.

He knew that someone was watching him.

But.

It didn't matter.

In terms of endurance and toughness, Gray Tower didn't think that many people in the world could compare to him.

Back then, he could dig a hole under the turf and live for half a year. Now, he had food, water, and women. His life was actually pretty good. It wouldn't be a problem for him to persist for a few months. The only thing he needed to do was to act out his nightmares, which required a bit of strength.

Forget it. In any case, he would be able to return to Dong Mountain in a few days. Then he would waste a few more days with this bunch of bastards!

Anyway, he had nothing to do …

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