Chapter 3679

All the high-level and top fighting forces of the Muse family were killed by the dark world. When the news was sent back to the conference room of a hotel, the mood on the scene began to become complicated.

"Why is it like this? Why can't Douglas resist? The whole Muse family was destroyed by the regiment? When did Apollo become so cruel?" After hearing the news, the man named tolisov immediately patted the armrest and stood up from the sofa excitedly.

For them, the strong attack of the dark world this time simply hit them hard in the face, especially Apollo, the sun god. A man who used to be so gentle, changed all his styles this time, which is really surprising.

Well, they wanted Douglas to use the energy of the Muse family to resist the army of the dark world and test Su Rui's determination, but the news they were waiting for was... The whole Muse family was almost completely finished - the so-called shield was simply unbearable.

"I have already said that if Apollo, the sun god, presided over the overall situation in the dark world, he would be more difficult to deal with than Zeus!" White haired Vincent said angrily.

The security training base of fancier was attacked, which almost destroyed his efforts in the security field for many years. At this moment, the old guy's blood was pained.

In fact, large military resource contractors in various countries will face similar problems. Their business lines will more or less overlap with the dark world. In the light world, the competition in the field of military resources has almost reached a white hot level. If you want to expand the company's business, you have to swallow those who belong to the dark world.

That's right, that's the idea that van Chel made.

He had intended to push master Qilin out as a shield to try the attitude of the dark world. If Zeus and the Twelve Gods were weak and deceptive, then van cheir was ready to do it with great fanfare.

However, this so-called reality gave van cheir a hard slap, almost did not pull his old bones apart.

"Everyone, please calm down. This time, Douglas, the Muse family, not us, fell first." At this time, another middle-aged man said, "what is our identity? If Apollo can really fight against us regardless of everything, it is tantamount to provoking the whole bright world. Those big guys are doomed to be in danger. Even Freemasons can't watch this thing continue to ferment."

"You are wrong, diabit. Just as we can push the Muse family out as a shield, the bright world can also give up us. No one cares about cannon fodder, do you understand?" Torresv said in a deep voice. When he said this, his eyes seemed to lose the brilliance of hope, full of heaviness and frustration.

"Hehe, you are too pessimistic. How can we be cannon fodder? Where we put it, we are big guys." The man named diabit said, "I think Apollo should stop after wiping out the Muse family. If he continues to make things big, it won't do him any good."

After a pause, he lit a cigar, took a sip, and said, "besides, with the strength of our family, if we unite, Apollo may really be no match."

"No, we can't just look at the power of Apollo now. Diabit, if you take the dark world as a whole, they dare to attack my security training base, then maybe the next target is you." Fancier looked at his companion contemptuously, fought back his anger in his heart, and said, "some things, if you are blindly optimistic, it is stupid."

Diabit slapped heavily on the armrest of the sofa: "fancier, who are you scolding for being stupid?"

However, at this time, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside the room: "boss, boss..."

Diabit's heart immediately flooded with a very bad premonition, because... This is the voice of his secretary!

The next second, the door of the conference room was opened from the outside, and his secretary stumbled in, his face full of panic!

"Boss, all the merchant ships of our shipping company leaving the port... Have been captured!"

All captured?

Diabit started by shipping, but now, some forces in the dark world have also begun to get involved in this field, and formed a great competition with him, so his purpose is the same as that of van Chel. They both want to take this opportunity to absorb the share of the dark world in related fields, and take the opportunity to extend their hands a little longer.

Diabit's shipping company is not small. If all maritime merchant ships are captured... How much power does the dark world score against him? At least, every route in the world should be taken care of! This in itself is a terrible force!

Diabit's back was instantly soaked with sweat!

This is something that I can't feel at all.

Fancier sneered at diabit, his eyes full of ridicule.

"The action of the dark world is so fast that it captured all your merchant ships silently. This is waiting for you to make an offer, diabit." The man named tolisov followed.

Everyone present knows that when this happens, the bright world can't control it at all. At least on the surface, it won't interfere. After all, this is diabit and others' private crossing of the border, which can only be solved by themselves!

Diabit had many merchant ships, but all of them were captured. In his view, it was simply incredible! How much energy and cost must the dark world pay to deal with him?

Originally, the shipping giant thought he was hidden behind the scenes and would not be discovered, but this time, it was obvious that the dark world had already mastered his trend and made targeted deployment in the shortest time!

Diabit still wants to hide behind the scenes, hide a hammer!

"So..." at this time, the man in the room who had not opened his mouth finally said, "we are all stared at by the dark world, and no one can escape. From the beginning, they wanted to attack not only tarringia, nor just the Muse family, but everyone here."

This man looks gray haired and wears a casual suit. From the beginning to the present, he has been smoking cigars until he pressed them out before speaking.

When he spoke, the others didn't interrupt. Obviously, the old man has a high prestige here.

The old man stood up and glanced at everyone's faces: "you, me, him, everyone here, can't escape the gaze of the dark world. Their revenge has been determined to an unshakable degree."

"Mr. chieri, you have a high reputation in the Freemasonry. Can you put pressure on the dark world through the Freemasonry?" Diabit said sweating.

He is still thinking about his merchant ships.

Even if these merchant ships can be redeemed from the hands of the dark world, what diabit has paid must be an unimaginable price!

The old man named chieri glanced at him: "your life is almost gone, and you are still thinking about your merchant ship? You, you, are really disappointing me."

With these words, chieri stepped out.

"Mr. chieli, where are you going? You have to help us at this time!" Diabit hurried forward to stop him.

The old man stopped, turned around and said to several people present, "leave here as soon as possible, and the dark world will not give up. Saving his life is more important than anything."

After a pause, chieri added, "mobilize all the forces that can protect you. It's best to find some top experts. Surviving is the first priority."

"Mr. chieli, we'll go with you." Tolysf said, "gather all our strength and twist it into a rope. I believe we can support this level!"

"The best mercenary team in my company is downstairs. Their strength is absolutely above the average level of the dark world. Even if they are attacked, they can last for a while." Fancier said in a deep voice, and he stood up with him.

"I hope so." Chieri shook his head.

Two minutes later, the meeting room was empty.

Downstairs, two black cars started.

Around the two cars, there were more than a dozen jeeps escorted by armed mercenaries, all of whom were under van Chel.

"Mr. chieri felt that my mercenaries could resist the attack of the dark world?" Asked fancier anxiously.

"It won't last long." Chieri shook his head. "What we can do now is to pray that Apollo, the sun god, will stop as soon as possible, so that we can live. In fact, even if you mobilize all your forces to protect, you can't resist Apollo. After all, he is with the power of the whole world."

This sentence made all the people present feel like ashes. They all believed chieri's vision. Therefore, the more serious the latter said, the less hope they had for survival.

That diabit obviously has completely lost his temper: "it's a big deal that I don't want those merchant ships. Give them all to the dark world, and they can kill me?"

This guy has not realized that what the dark world cares about is never a merchant ship!

However, just when several people were in the most despair, chieri's phone suddenly rang!

When he looked at the number, his lifeless face turned excited!

"It's the phone of hell!"