Tiger woke up slowly.
He was woken up by the roar of a helicopter.
"Where is this? Where are you taking me? "
Tiger realized that he wasn't in an ambulance. Instead, he was in a helicopter.
The people around him weren't wearing doctor's white coats either. They were all dressed in white, but it looked more like isolation suits.
"You've broken 23 bones. Your left hand and jaw are completely shattered. Your right arm's nerves are damaged, and your soft tissues are injured. With the current medical technology, you can recover to a normal person, but you won't be able to step into the ring again."
"Impossible? These small injuries can't stop me … "Tiger struggled to get up.
But after struggling for a long time, he couldn't even sit up.
"How about it? Do you want to try again? Your spine is also heavily injured. Even if you recover, you might not be able to straighten your back. "
When Tiger heard what the person next to him said, he collapsed on the shelf.
"But that's not for sure," the person beside him said. "Follow me to the lab. There's someone who can cure you there."
"Lab? What lab? "
"You'll know when you get there."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Do you have any other choice?"
…
Syndicate had just gotten rid of the media.
For him, this battle could be said to have made a name for himself overnight.
Syndicate was even a little smug.
Of course, with Tiger as an example, he didn't dare to go overboard.
If he could become the second person after Tiger, there might be a third person who could replace him.
If he wanted to protect everything he had now, he couldn't let Chen Zhao hate him.
"Mr. Syndicate."
At this moment, a beautiful woman with a hot body stopped Syndicate with a microphone in her hand.
"Mr. Syndicate, can you do an interview? It only takes 20 minutes."
"Err … I'm in a hurry."
"Twenty minutes. We're from England TV. There are tens of millions of people in England who are your loyal fans."
There were only tens of millions in England …
But this beautiful host was too alluring.
"Okay, 20 minutes."
"I've prepared a booth for the interview over there."
Syndicate entered the booth. The beautiful host was right behind him.
Suddenly, Syndicate felt a chill in his heart. He sensed danger for no reason.
He turned around abruptly and reached out to grab the beautiful emcee's wrist.
The beautiful hostess was holding a syringe in her hand.
"You!"
Suddenly, Xinga felt pain in his shoulder.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh —
At this moment, the staff members who were originally with the beautiful host all took out a launcher and continuously shot out tranquilizer bullets.
At this time, Xin Jia couldn't care less about having tender feelings for the fairer sex. He punched the beautiful host and sent her flying.
However, the anesthetic took effect.
Sinka could no longer stand.
"Nero is dead. That guy is a monster. Even an evolver would fall to the ground after being drugged, but he still managed to kill a person."
"Cut the crap. Quickly clean up Nero's body, load this guy onto the helicopter, and take him to that airport."
…
"This is your total income, but after deducting 34% tax and your 200 million USD investment, the remaining 348 million USD will be your net profit."
"I've spent so much time and worked so hard, but this is all I got." Chen Zhao shook his head.
"If you say this to someone outside, you'll be beaten to death," Alex said.
"Oh, when are you going to pay for the underground gambling?"
"My people in LA reported that the people from the underground gambling wanted to escape, but they were stopped. They're raising money now," Alex said. "Did you arrange it?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded. "Underground gambling's reputation is built on profits. When they lose money, their reputation becomes worthless. I don't believe in reputation, especially when it's illegal gambling." "That's right." Chen Zhao nodded.
Clearly, West had brought people to block the door.
No matter how powerful the underground gamblers were, could they fight against the Supernatural Organization?
If they really had the ability, Chen Zhao would've filled the sea long ago.
Alex was in a good mood.
Chen Zhao's commission was very generous.
The income from the underground gambling wasn't much less than his commission.
Moreover, the underground gambling didn't have to pay tax, so the income was really more than the commission.
However, it was very troublesome to use.
But as a lawyer, this wasn't a problem for Alex.
Just then, Gaia walked in from outside.
"Alex."
"Gaia, do you have something to discuss with Chen Zhao?"
"Yes."
"Then I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go out first."
"Chen, Hinga disappeared. I can't find him."
"Disappeared? What do you mean? "
"He's gone missing."
"He's so old. Where can he go?"
"I can't get through to his phone either."
"He's probably in some Xiaoyao Cave," Chen Zhao said, unconcerned. "Give him some space. He's not a kid anymore. Why do you have to watch him?"
Chen Zhao didn't plan on raising a moral pacesetter.
Since Hinga was successful, it was natural that he wanted to enjoy life.
Chen Zhao didn't think that he had to manage him like a kid.
That would only make others hate him.
"Just leave him a message. Oh, I booked a ticket for tonight."
"You're going back so soon?"
"How many days do you plan on staying in Moscow?"
"Forget it. It's really uncomfortable in the snow."
Gaia had the blood of a fire dragon. She hated this kind of cold weather the most.
…
At the same time, in an abandoned airport.
Two helicopters landed one after the other.
This airport used to be a military airbase.
But after the huge thing disintegrated, many military facilities were abandoned too.
This abandoned airport was just one of them.
There were even many fighter jets on both sides of the runway, exposed to the sun and rain.
One had to know that 30 years ago, these planes were rare treasures to any country.
Even back then, China was willing to pay their limited foreign reserves to buy these planes.
But after the disintegration, Russia didn't sell them in order to keep its technological advantage.
But it didn't need that many planes, and it didn't have that many pilots.
In the end, these planes became scrap metal and were abandoned here.
Now, even if they wanted to sell them, they couldn't. Because of the upgrading of technology, the advantage these planes once had was gone.
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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