CHAPTER 780: CHAPTER 408_3

Cheng Jiashu shrugged innocently:

"I don’t know, I couldn’t hear clearly. His Chinese isn’t fluent enough, he’s probably an overseas Chinese."

"Don’t play dumb with me!"

Luo Lie stepped forward, and the ground tiles beneath him emitted a muffled crack.

"You may not recognize me, but I recognize you, White Owl. Even if you turn to ashes, you’ll never get past me unnoticed!"

The unmistakable hatred and intent to kill almost manifested as a tangible cold wave, sweeping through the scene.

Cheng Jiashu paused, feeling that he had just heard this line not long ago.

He then turned to look at Fang Cheng, his eyes a bit peculiar, as if saying.

What kind of enmity do you two have, that you chase each other to death here?

Luo Lie seemed to sense his thoughts, replying slowly and deliberately:

"Yong’an Island, Li Chengjun... White Owl, you wouldn’t have forgotten, right?"

The moment the name "Li Chengjun" was spoken, Fang Cheng’s eyes behind the mask suddenly sharpened.

"You were there that night too?"

He finally admitted it, his voice conveying no emotion.

"Hm, if I hadn’t been entangled by Zheng Hongxin’s old ghost that night, how could I have let you run rampant?"

Luo Lie raised his eyebrows, his fists clenched with a cracking sound:

"White Owl, tonight is the night you die. Rest assured, after killing you, I’ll have your whole family buried with you."

Fang Cheng said no more, but the murderous intent in those crimson eyes behind the mask boiled over.

Luo Lie also revealed his killing intent, staring fiercely at the man Zheng Hongxin had called the "Divine Son."

Both men scrutinized each other, their overwhelming presence colliding invisibly, though neither made the first move.

They both sensed a deadly danger emanating from the other.

Fully aware that the environment was complex, with heavy fog and monsters surrounding them, any rash action could have unpredictable consequences.

Standing behind Luo Lie, Feng Jincai glanced at the person on the opposite side, feeling slightly puzzled, sensing a twitch at his brow.

A spiritual link established silently.

"Old Feng, quickly make Luo Lie and that masked guy fight."

Jia Sangyi’s voice rang in his mind, with a hint of urgency.

"Huh?"

Feng Jincai was startled, involuntarily asking, "Make them fight here?"

"Yes."

Jia Sangyi’s voice seemed somewhat unstable:

"My earlier predictions were a bit off; the negative effects of this ’Deep Red Eye’ exceed imagination; I need someone to share the pressure more."

The spiritual link suddenly disconnected.

After a few seconds of silence, it reconnected, with Jia Sangyi explaining with difficulty:

"Earlier, I deliberately allowed a channel for Luo Lie to smoothly leave the eighty-seventh floor, to go to the top floor and help you disrupt the core."

"Since another expert has arrived, let them fight like the snipe and the clam; the harder they fight, the greater the destruction, which benefits me!"

"How confident are you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jincai couldn’t help but ask in his heart.

"Eighty percent! The remaining twenty percent depends on whether those two will fight fiercely enough."

"Rest assured, Old Feng, once I successfully make a breakthrough to S-Class, cleaning up the aftermath will be a piece of cake."

"Even if Luo Lie and the board find out afterward, facing a newly minted S-Class, they will choose to comply, because you know the board is now urgently lacking top experts!"

Having received Jia Sangyi’s personal assurance, Feng Jincai was greatly reassured.

The secret conversation in his mind ended.

He raised his head, observing the stalemate on the scene, his eyes darting, coming up with a plan.

"White Owl, surrender without delay!"

Feng Jincai stepped forward abruptly, speaking with righteous indignation:

"Minister Luo has everything under control, predicted that you would infiltrate the building to steal experimental data."

"So he prepared this trap to ensnare you, using the Inner World to trap you, aiming to catch all the internal traitors and external enemies in one fell swoop!"

"Everything is under Minister Luo’s control, none of you can escape!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Lie’s eyebrows slightly twitched.

I control the Inner World? Am I really so meticulous?

Of course, he would never voice these doubts.

He merely snorted coldly, standing with his hands behind his back, accepting the praise while maintaining the authority of a behind-the-scenes big boss.

"Hahaha, no one will escape tonight!"

Seeing this, Feng Jincai spoke even more passionately:

"Unless you defeat our Noah Organization brothers and beat Minister Luo!"

Xu Hao, hiding at the back of the crowd, couldn’t help but whisper:

"I feel something’s off about this guy’s words."

"Which guy are you talking about? What’s off about it?"

Liu Yu leaned in, having heard this, looked puzzled:

"Minister Luo has everything planned out, let’s just wait for him to finish off the enemies and lead us out. After all, we’re all innocent, so why panic."

You’re not panicking, but I am!

Xu Hao wailed inwardly.

The strength of this big shot from Noah Organization headquarters, he had seen with his own eyes earlier.

With a sweep like a storm, those terrifying monsters were cleared away.

God knows if the boss can withstand three moves from such a freak.

It’s not disrespecting the boss, just being realistic with worry for him, and for myself!

In the computer room, Feng Jincai’s words shocked everyone into silence, each showing a serious expression.

In this oppressive silence that almost crushed people, Fang Cheng appeared exceptionally calm.

He slowly turned his neck to one side.

Crack, crack—