Perhaps it was because they had experienced too many unimaginable things in just one night. When Zhang Heng said that he could hack into CTOS, not only were the 01 people not shocked, but they were also a little numb to it.
In fact, after seeing a wall melt in front of him, even if Zhang Heng said that he was Thanatos and came to Earth in search of the Infinity Stone, Waldo would not doubt it.
After a while, Little Boy spoke first, "Can you hack into CTOS and paralyze it?"
"No, I don't want to paralyze CTOS because Iron Fist is dead, and we need to find Edward as soon as possible," Zhang Heng said calmly.
"Wait, do you want to use CTOS to find Edward?" Little Boy was surprised.
"Since Black Nest can use CTOS to search for Edward, I don't think they mind sharing the search results with us," Zhang Heng said. He then paused, "But first, I need to remove our phones and devices from CTOS's surveillance network."
…
Black Nest Toulouse branch, 27th floor. Vincent looked at the man in front of him who was drinking coffee and frowned.
The latter was very patient. Since Vincent walked into the room, he had not spoken a word. He continued to make his own coffee, and he even used his set of seemingly cumbersome tools to make a flower pot. It was as if he did not see the guest at all.
This action did not seem very polite.
However, Vincent had long passed the age of being provoked. Since the man opposite him did not speak, he continued to remain silent, sitting quietly on the sofa and waiting.
However, while he could wait, someone else could not.
The self-proclaimed world's number one sniper was now in a very bad mood. He rubbed his nose, "Ah, I really don't understand. We are all working for someone else. Why do some people always feel so good about themselves? They always feel that they are superior to others."
The man opposite him smiled when he heard this, and he finally said, "Maybe it's because I have never failed before?"
He put down the coffee cup in his hand, "I have seen both of your resumes. They are very impressive, especially Mr. Vincent. When you were in the foreign mercenary army and working for the Seventh Division, you could be called a legend. And … this Mr. Abu, he was originally just an internet addict, but because someone accidentally discovered his extraordinary dynamic vision and reflexes, he was then trained to be the strongest sniper. This wonderful story can be published in a novel."
"Since you know how good we are, why didn't you serve us a cup of coffee after we came in for so long?" Abu was not happy.
"Because I still don't understand one thing." The man leaned forward, still maintaining a smile on his face. "Since the two of you are so powerful, and you have several elite armed forces under your command, why can't you even deal with a defenseless traitor technician?"
"Edward is not an ordinary technician. He is very vigilant, and that guy is very meticulous. I can tell from his chess game earlier that he has a dirty heart. Every day, he is thinking about how to scheme against his opponent. It's very difficult to catch him," Abu said, picking up an empty cup in front of him. Abu said as he picked up an empty cup in front of him. "Hey, my mouth is getting a little dry from all the talking. Pour me a cup of coffee too. There's no need for salad, just put more sugar in it."
The man opposite him smiled, lifted the coffee pot on the side, and moved it toward the cup in Abu's hand. However, the next moment, he suddenly let go of the coffee pot in his hand and grabbed Abu's arm.
Abu was caught off guard, and he was yanked up from the sofa, falling onto the coffee table in front of him. His nose came into close contact with the glass table, and he almost screamed in pain. And that was not the end. The next moment, the man opposite him stood up from his seat, grabbed both of Abu's arms, and at the same time, stepped on Abu's cheek.
Vincent's eyes were filled with ferocity. Although he did not like Abu's character very much, the latter was his subordinate after all. The man opposite him was not only stepping on Abu's face, but his face as well.
Vincent reached for his waist, but the red figure who had been quietly standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and was about to merge with the curtains moved faster than him. The next moment, a lady's pistol was already pressed against his temple.
"You want to drink my coffee? Fine, drink as much as you want now. Come, come, come. Don't waste it," the man said enthusiastically. The man said enthusiastically. At the same time, he increased the strength of his foot and pressed Abu's face firmly against the table. The coffee pot that he had let go of earlier had already broken. Hot coffee flowed out of it and quickly spread to Abu's mouth and nose.
"Don't tell me you really think I have a good temper?" The man said. "I've wanted to say this for a long time. What's wrong with you French? You have no manners at all, yet you think you're so good about yourself, and you always like to be late. You can't even do a simple task well. You're mentally retarded, yet you don't like to accept leadership from others.
"Please, count how many chances you've wasted. There were so many people in Grenoble, but you couldn't even keep an eye on a little girl. She slipped away right under your nose. You've been given such a long time in Toulouse, and there's still no sign of Edward. In order to help you find Edward, the headquarters even brought out a semi-finished CTOS. Weapons, personnel … they satisfied you with everything. But in the end, what did you get in return?
"Two weeks ago, you let Edward escape. Okay, I can take it that you were careless. But last night, you fell in the same place twice. What is this? A goldfish with only seven seconds of memory? Please, can you guys have a little bit of shame? In my neighboring country, this kind of thing is punishable by disembowelment. That's one of the few things I admire about them. But you guys swaggered into my room and even had the cheek to ask me for coffee. Tsk, tsk, tsk … I should just stomp on your head right now. That way, at least you can contribute to reducing carbon emissions. "
As the man spoke, he increased the strength of his foot. Abu's face was completely squeezed out of shape by the glass. Vincent finally said, "That's enough."
"You just want my command. I can give it to you. I will listen to your commands, including myself. You don't have to force me. I was planning to explain to the headquarters about yesterday's failure and give up my position to you. Are you satisfied now?" Vincent said coldly. "You're right. You're right.
The man let go of Abu's hands when he heard that. At the same time, he removed his leather shoes from the latter's face. The smile returned to his face, and he spread his hands. "How nice. If I had done this earlier, I wouldn't have lost a coffee pot. I quite like that coffee pot. Unfortunately, I won't be able to use it to make coffee anymore."
"Give me an hour. I'll hand over the team to you after that." Vincent cut to the chase. It was obvious that he didn't want to stay in this room any longer. He stood up from the sofa after he finished speaking.
Abu covered his bleeding nose and followed behind him. Just as the two of them were about to reach the door, the man's voice rang out again. "Just in case, I'll ask you again. You won't do anything irrational, right? For example, asking your men to obey our orders on the surface but disobey us in secret or something like that?"
Vincent did not stop walking. "Don't worry. I know what the big picture is. But you'd better kill Edward. You know that many people in the headquarters still don't trust you. If you fail, you'll end up worse than us."
"Thank you for the reminder."
After Vincent and Abu left, the woman in red in front of the floor-to-ceiling window finally spoke in Mandarin. "Are you sure you want to use such a brutal method to seize power?"
Unfortunately, we don't have the time to do so. We all chose to stand on Black Nest's side because they are strong enough, but who knew that their internal structure would be so complicated, "the man said with a pained expression." Black Nest is like a clumsy giant. It has strength, but its movements are rigid. I can't imagine that it took us more than two months to get the command. Zero, too, only applied for it three weeks ago. We could have ended the game before the players in the opposing faction could react, but we can't go on like this anymore. We need to speed up this giant. "
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