Urban: Unlimited Cashback

Chapter 683

Chris Manor.

Although it was dark, the lights in Chris Manor were brightly lit.

Especially in a villa like a castle, Chris sits on the sofa with no expression on his face, and quietly looks at the wine glass on the table, slowly swaying.

Behind him, there are four bodyguards dressed in black on the left and right sides, guarding them blankly.

These four bodyguards were hired by him at a high price. Not only were they very proficient in all kinds of firearms, they were also very skilled.

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

Chris slowly opened his mouth and said, "There is no news from Collins yet?"

"No."

Chris frowned. He was quite clear about the strength of the Collins trio. Even internationally renowned bandits were not the opponents of the Collins trio.

But now, the three of Collins have been to the research institute for an hour, but no news comes back. Could it be that the three of Collins are in trouble?

"Contact Collins and them."

"Yes."

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

After a while, the bodyguard walked in again and said blankly: "Can't contact Collins."

"could not be reached?"

There was a faint anxiety in Chris' heart.

With Collins's temperament, no matter what trouble he encounters, even if he can't solve it, he will contact him as soon as possible. Why can't he contact them now?

Could the three of them be killed by the infiltrator?

Thinking of this, Chris said coldly: "Retrieve any remaining monitoring images of the Institute, I want to know what happened!"

"Yes!"

A computer was quickly placed in front of Chris, following the bodyguard's quick search for the research institute, the remaining video materials, and soon a scene of the battle, caught Chris's attention.

"Wait, zoom in here!"

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

"Yes."

The bodyguard did as Chris ordered, but after all, the picture couldn't be displayed perfectly on the screen, and it was always invisible to some people.

"Boss, this monitoring screen cannot fully present the previous scene."

"This is enough."

Chris stared at the screen tightly, especially after the three of Collins appeared, there was an injured person beside him, which caught Chris's attention.

This person Chris didn't know him, and he was not sent by Chris, but he appeared in the research institute and was injured.

Chris frowned. Some of the pictures just now reminded him that someone had attacked the institute instead of stealing it.

If it is theft, as for the entire research institute, turned into rubble? As for using various missiles, constantly attacking the research building?

The picture gradually changed, and finally froze on Ye Xuan's body, wearing a mask and carrying the RPG.

It is impossible to judge what happened to Collins and others, but Chris roughly inferred that the three of Collins died in the hands of this man, but who was this man and why did he destroy the research building?

He really only went to the meteorite, not for other reasons?

Doubts continued to rise in Chris's heart, but Chris still couldn't figure it out.

"Post the photo, the fastest time, find this person for me!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the bodyguard responded, Chris' phone rang.

Chris glanced at the unfamiliar number, raised his brow, and motioned for the bodyguard to connect to the phone.

"Is Chris?"

The phone was connected, and bad English came out of the phone, and Chris couldn't help but be surprised.

"Who are you?"

The bodyguard asked casually: "Why is there my phone number?"

"You sent someone to kill me just now, you forgot so soon?"

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

It's him!

It must be him!

But what did he mean by calling?

"You ruined the research institute?"

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

Chris looked around, and the bodyguard yelled, "Who the **** are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What is important 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 doubts. This person was afraid that his head was broken.

Without weapons in hand, how could he destroy the Yangtze Group?

Thinking about it, Chris quickly tapped the keyboard, and the monitoring screen of the Yangtze Group was quickly transmitted.

Everything is normal, nothing unusual.

Chris couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the red wine glass on the table, and sneered: "A **** who didn't know where it came from, wanted to destroy my group? I really thought he was..."

boom!

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

Chris didn't care about the drinks on his body at all, but stared at the computer screen stubbornly. Countless fire lights surged wildly on the screen, and explosions kept coming!

Peng!

The wine glass in his hand fell angrily to the ground, and the computer in front of him was lifted by Chris.

"Check! Go and check it out for me quickly, whether there is anything wrong with the group!"

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

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

"catch."

"Chris, what the **** is your mother, who has offended anyone?"

"What's the meaning?"

"The group has been bombed, you still don't know what?"

Chris stood up suddenly, his face was horrified, looking at the computer that was thrown to the ground, and looking at the phone, could it be true that everything just now was true?

"impossible!"

"You turn on the TV and watch, you are so dead!"

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

"Asshole! What am I going to kill you!"

In the picture, the fire blazed into the sky, and the building behind the reporter was the headquarters of their group!

Taking a deep breath, Chris quickly calmed down. He watched the phone suddenly shine, threw the phone to the bodyguard, and shouted, "Find out the source of the phone call just now, and find this **** for me!"

"Yes!"

The bodyguard took his cell phone and quickly left. Chris stared at the TV blankly, then punched him.

Zizi.

The TV was destroyed, and Chris was still in a bad mood.

Who is this bastard, and why is he having trouble with me? You will be found, I will make you better than dead!