I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 31 Faisal

Faisal Herman woke up in his palace-like villa, bathed and changed under the service of four maids. He lived a life like a caliph, but his eyes were full of emptiness.

"Master, you are going to Leyard's headquarters to attend the new product launch event today. This is your formal attire." A tall woman walked in, her legs and arms were replaced with prosthetics, even The neck is covered with special material.

"My Farid, it makes me so happy to see you every day." Feisal stretched out his hand to caress the woman's cheek, which was an artificial product far tougher than human skin, an experimental product of Cirrus.

Although it will greatly increase the implanter's defense, it will cause the implanter to lose their sense of touch, accompanied by periodic itching.

The woman stood there like a puppet and let Feisal play with her. She was Feisal's prisoner and also his personal plaything. She was a bodyguard, secretary, and driver, and her identity changed according to his mood.

"Do you know? When you are by my side, you will always remind me that life is so fragile, and the so-called free will is so weak and can be twisted by power at will." Feisal put on a straight shirt and turned his back to Looking at the woman looking at herself through the mirror: "We are all the same pathetic, but I have found the door to heaven, and you can only sink into the hell I made."

Feisal snapped his fingers, and the woman regained her ability to move, and mechanically stepped forward to help the man put on the suit.

Her former name was Hayat Haifa, the elder sister of Inam Hafa. In order to find her missing sister, she ventured into Faisal's villa, but was unfortunately discovered by security.

Of course, she did find her sister, at least a part of it, and hatred and vengeance had filled her heart.

But it only lasted one night, and for the next few months, her only wish was to end her own life.

But she couldn't, because Feisal disagreed, he could control her will, and now she was just his Farid, his unique plaything.

"Tell me, Farid, how many things have I replaced on your body?" With a distorted smile on his face, Feisal looked straight at the woman, as if expecting the answer to come from her mouth.

"You have replaced my limbs, spine, 60.00% of my skin, eyes, teeth, part of my soft tissue, and my digestive system." Farid recovered with a deadpan expression, even if she wanted to show sadness, she couldn't do it. So sensitive.

Even her tears could only flow silently in her heart, because Qilusi's combat prosthetic eye did not have the 'leisure' function of lacrimal gland.

"Very good, Farid, did you know? Today is your good day!" Feisal walked out of the villa with a satisfied smile, and said to the woman behind him: "Cross will announce a new generation at the press conference. Prosthetic heart, with it, you will never be soft-hearted again!"

Farid's heart stopped beating, and she knew what was going to happen to her.

"Tell the chef to prepare well. Fresh ingredients always need to be paired with a suitable red wine. There is a bottle of wine in my collection that makes my heart burn, which is very suitable." Feisal walked like a fly, as if he couldn't wait: "Let's go Airport, I can't stand being a car to Riyadh anymore!"

"The target convoy has already set off, a total of 35 vehicles, divided into seven groups." Ethan, with a few cables plugged into his head, was lying in a truck, his eyes closed, and he was controlling nearly twenty drones at the same time. Observe the condition of the target.

"I've never seen such a cautious bastard. His security expenditure is definitely a figure that can scare people." Ethan frowned: "The helicopter has also taken off. Good news, I can be sure that he is not on the helicopter. I just Checked the model of the plane, it can only accommodate five passengers except the pilot, and the signal shows that the passengers are all carrying guns."

"Convoys 8 to 150 will leave the Bay Area in [-] minutes, and convoy No. [-] has separated and is heading to the airport." Ethan continued to report: "After the convoys are completely dispersed, I can track them within [-] kilometers at most of three groups."

"Head, next you need to guess the blind box." Ethan took a deep breath of Paradise of Bliss while speaking, the corners of his mouth twisted and twitching.

Tang Ji and other team members were all concentrated on a helicopter, which was licensed by a local tourism company. As long as they didn't fire in the air, they didn't have to worry about being shot down by anti-aircraft fire.

Fortunately, Tang Ji and the others don't only have one chance. Tang Ji has already thought about it. If they make a mistake, they will take advantage of their high mobility to choose a few more times.

The cost is nothing more than life. Every time they make a wrong choice, the enemies they have to face will multiply. Fortunately, the Qilusi Group and LS Road can be regarded as brilliant for a while, and neither of them excels in force.

Of course, the Crossroads Division may be weaker in this regard. As a semi-colonial country that doesn't even have sovereignty, let alone military power, it can't do it if it wants to imitate LS and suck blood from the military.

Even if the Neon Enterprise is as strong as Arban, they can only build the Arban Security Office from scratch. Why do they support the Tiger Claw Gang?Because the capital of Neon has been in power for decades, it can only rely on street power in terms of force.

From the first corporate war to the second corporate war, Neon's capital has never taken advantage of it, and every time it has been slapped in the face by the person who turned the table with a gun, there is no suspense.

What Tang Ji really needs to worry about is the veterans of the petrochemical alliance. These people have fought traditional wars with real swords and guns, and have withstood the baptism of modern warfare. They are the backbone of the petrochemical alliance.

"Let's go to the airport." Tang Ji patted the pilot. The other party was a local guerrilla with a baby face, and he didn't seem to care about the upcoming firefight.

These people may not understand what new energy companies do, but this does not prevent the guerrillas from taking money from new energy companies and causing trouble for the petrochemical alliance.

"Mr. Feisal, our radar has found traces of some drones in the city. According to the trajectory calculations, they have intensively scouted your residence." The voice of the petrochemical alliance's local garrison liaison officer came on the phone: " Please be careful and if you need additional assistance, you can contact Chief Bernard."

Feisal hesitated, thanked the other party with a smile, and then rejected the other party's kindness.

That bastard Bernard took a fancy to the resources in his hands and hoped to purchase a batch of military-style prosthetics at a low price, leaving no profit margin for him at all.

Feisal can't tolerate such a thing, and neither can the organization above him. If the same business is completed, it will greatly reduce his evaluation in the Branch Division, and may even affect his promotion to the top of the company at the end of the year. plan.

He even suspected that this warning was personally arranged by Bernard, just to force him to submit.

　PS: I just corrected a typo. I have been busy with work these days and time is tight
　　
　
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