The conference room was silent.
Pairs of eyes, each with a different expression, turned toward the man rising from the conference table.
Director Feng's face first showed astonishment, then anger, and finally a hint of wariness entered his eyes.
Guixu was the exact opposite.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and an almost imperceptible killing intent flickered in his pupils.
He recognized that face.
That man was Malik, captain of the Desert Scorpion Special Forces. Several months ago, Malik had been suspended pending investigation after a failed operation caused severe losses.
It so happened that the Enlightenment Society had entered a "business contraction period," with no need for external military operations. The Desert Scorpion Special Forces had therefore never been rebuilt, and Malik had remained on standby in Vault 13.
If not for the growing number of bionic executives air-dropped in by the Celestials, who had steadily stripped away powers that had once belonged to him, leaving him with few people at hand, Guixu would never have needed to promote this guy.
What Guixu had not expected was that this dog he had personally promoted would suddenly go mad and bite him back.
Before Guixu could even make a move, the Celestials' representative had already risen to his feet with a dark expression.
"What do you mean?"
A pair of electronic eyes flickered with an eerie red glow.
The bionic man codenamed Tianlei stared unblinkingly at "Malik," making no attempt to conceal his naked killing intent.
Faced with that murderous gaze, Zhuang Lan, disguised as Malik, showed no trace of panic.
This emotionless lump of metal probably had nothing left that was real except that killing intent.
She had no doubt.
Once these people seized the entire world, they would immediately turn their guns around and continue the purification with even