Chapter 683

Chris estate.

Although it was dark, the lights in Chris manor were bright.

Especially in the villa like an ancient castle, Chris sat expressionless on the sofa and quietly looked at the slowly shaking red wine glass on the table.

Behind him, there were four bodyguards in black on the left and right sides, with expressionless faces.

These four bodyguards were hired by him at a high price. They are not only proficient in all kinds of guns, but also have extraordinary skills.

Finally, the red wine in the glass gradually calmed down.

Chris said slowly, "there's no news from Collins yet?"

"No."

Chris frowned. He knew the strength of Collins. Even the internationally famous bandits were not the opponent of Collins.

But now, the three Collins have gone to the Institute for a full hour, but no news has come back. Is it because the three Collins are in trouble?

"Contact Collins and them."

"Yes."

The bodyguard answered, turned out of the room and contacted Collins.

A moment later, the bodyguard came in again and said expressionless, "I can't contact Collins."

"Can't contact?"

Chris's heart, vaguely raised a trace of uneasiness.

With Collins's temperament, no matter what trouble you encounter, even if it can't be solved, you will contact yourself at the first time. Why can't you contact them now?

Did the three of them get killed by the intruder?

Thinking of this, Chris said coldly, "get any residual monitoring pictures from the Institute. I want to know what happened!"

"Yes!"

A computer was quickly placed in front of Chris, followed by the bodyguard's rapid search for the Institute. The residual video data and a battle picture soon attracted Chris's attention.

"Wait, zoom in here!"

Chris pointed to the right side of the screen and said, "I just saw Collins."

"Yes."

The bodyguard followed Chris's instructions, but the picture couldn't be perfectly presented on the screen after all, and some people couldn't see it all the time.

"Boss, this monitoring picture can't fully present the previous scene."

"That's enough."

Chris stared at the screen closely, especially after Collins appeared, there was an injured man around him, which attracted Chris's attention.

Chris didn't know this man, nor did he send him, but he appeared in the Institute and was injured.

Chris frowned. Some pictures just now made him think that someone attacked the Institute instead of stealing.

If it is theft, will the whole institute be turned into ruins? As for attacking the research building with various missiles?

The picture gradually changed, and finally fixed on Ye Xuan, wearing a mask and carrying an RPG.

It is impossible to judge what happened to Collins and others, but Chris has a general inference in his heart that Collins died in this person's hands, but who is this person and why did he destroy the research building?

He really just went for the meteorite, not for other reasons?

Doubts rose in Chris's heart, but Chris was always confused.

"Send the photos, the fastest time, find out this person for me!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the bodyguard answered, Chris's phone rang.

Chris glanced at the strange number, raised his eyebrow and motioned the bodyguard to connect the phone.

"Chris, isn't he?"

When the phone was connected and poor English came out of the phone, Chris was surprised.

"Who are you?"

The bodyguard asked casually, "how can I have my phone number?"

"You just sent someone to kill me and forgot so soon?"

Chris's face changed in an instant, his eyes fixed on the arrogant figure on the computer screen.

It's him!

It must be him!

But what did he mean by calling?

"You ruined the Institute?"

"Yes, it's me. I can tell you clearly that I will destroy not only the research institute secretly funded by you, but also your Yangtze Group!"

Chris looked, and the bodyguard shouted, "who the hell are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you should see how your group is now."

The voice fell and the phone hung up. Chris's face couldn't help showing some doubt. I'm afraid he didn't have his head broken.

How could he destroy the Yangzi Group without weapons?

Thinking, Chris quickly knocked on the keyboard, and the monitoring picture of Yangzi Group was soon transmitted.

Everything is normal, nothing different.

Chris couldn't stop his mouth. He picked up the red wine glass on the table and sneered: "an asshole who doesn't know where to come from wants to destroy my group? I really think he is..."

Boom!

The sudden explosion came from the computer. Chris, who was just about to drink, was shocked and spilled some red wine in his hand.

Chris didn't take care of his drinks at all. Instead, he stared at the computer screen. Countless flames surged wildly in the screen, and the explosion kept coming!

Pen!

The wine cup in his hand fell to the ground angrily, and Chris lifted it off, along with the computer in front of him.

"Check! Go and find out if there is anything wrong with the group!"

Chris looked serious and gave orders to the bodyguard, but at this time, his cell phone rang again.

"Boss, it's the board of directors."

"Connect."

"Chris, what the hell are you doing? Who have you offended?"

"What do you mean?"

"The group has been bombed. Don't you know?"

Chris suddenly got up with a frightened face. He looked at the computer that was thrown to the ground and looked at his mobile phone. Is everything just true?

"Impossible!"

"You turn on the TV. You're dead!"

The other party hung up angrily. Chris watched the live picture on TV and remained silent for a long time.

"Asshole! I'm going to kill you!"

In the picture, the fire is in the sky. The building behind the reporter is the headquarters of their group!

Take a deep breath, Chris quickly calmed down, looked at the mobile phone, suddenly brightened his eyes, lost the mobile phone to the bodyguard, and shouted, "find out the source of the phone just now and find out this bastard for me!"

"Yes!"

The bodyguard quickly left with his cell phone. Chris stared at the TV without expression, and then punched him.

Zizi.

When the TV was destroyed, Chris was still in the worst mood.

Who the hell is this bastard and why should he have trouble with me? I'll find you. I'll make your life worse than death!