This gesture seemed to carry a message. The one-eyed white man ignored the incoming call on his phone, stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, and pulled out his prized wine. "This is something I got from a worthy rival. I've treasured it for a long time and never had the heart to drink it."
"You three go pack up and come with me later," Zhao An said to the three female bodyguards, continuing to play with his phone.
Even if he looked at his screen, all he could see was a bunch of gibberish. Even professional programmers couldn't understand what it meant, let alone anyone else. So, there was no worry about leaks.
On the outskirts of a certain city, three linked buildings formed a strange landscape. Three skywalks separated the buildings, separated by windshields, eliminating the risk of being blown away. The strong winds at high altitudes are strong enough to blow away an adult weighing over 100 pounds. This is the risk of high-rise buildings. Increasingly strong winds make it less safe at altitude; it remains dangerous. The saying "it's cold at the top" is no joke.
This is the headquarters of Bluewater Security, a security company with ties to the federal government. The former Philadelphia outskirts were merely a branch. Although both are in North America, the branch manages North America, while the headquarters oversees the overall situation.
A bald man sat in his office, gazing at the artificial lake outside, a glass of red wine in hand, feeling incredibly content. It felt good to be here, so refreshing.
The thought of acquiring more advanced technology to claim credit for it was incredibly exciting. At this level, the higher you go, the harder it gets.
"What a fool! Unleashing your weapons on my territory! Haha, great! Once I've taken your stuff, your woman will be mine too!" the bald black man smirked. Men, after all, pursue power, wealth, and beauty. Without any such pursuits, what's a true man?
High above the clouds, a stealth drone flew at a rapid speed. Utilizing advanced glass-reflective technology, the drone's appearance was impossible to discern from below; it appeared completely transparent to human eyes. Super nanomaterials can absorb any sound waves, rendering them invisible even to radar.
Besides, tiny drones are difficult to detect, and radar scanning radiuses are standardized. Conventional and advanced methods alike could not detect Zhao An's drone, effectively forcing the outcome to a conclusion.
The bald manager gazed out the window. Today's blue sky and white clouds seemed no different, the same as before, unchanged, except for a slightly different feel. "The sun is shining, shouldn't I find a chick to relieve my urges?"
At this point, the drone was slowly descending, landing proudly in front of the Blue Water Company, a security firm. Undetected even by the company's own sensors, it slowly descended from the top floor all the way to the 28th. It landed right in front of the bald manager, its fuselage folding, and a missile quickly extended.
Whoosh! The missile wasn't invisible. The bald manager's eyes widened at the sight, unsure why a small missile had suddenly appeared outside the window, right in front of his eyes.
The missile ignited, instantly flying to the window, punching a hole through the sturdy bulletproof windshield and plunging directly into the head of the bald executive, who couldn't wait any longer.
Boom! A series of detonations echoed, and the specially designed small missile transformed into a violent blast wave. It destroyed everything in the office, vaporizing the bald executive along with him.
Bang! An explosion echoed from the company executive's office, and sirens blared, sending security into a state of emergency. Even the security chief, who was about to make a move, was startled. The explosion caused a slight tremor to be felt throughout the building.
"Bomb attack on the 28th floor, immediate reinforcements!" the patrolling security guard called over the intercom.
The drone transmitted the entire commotion to Zhao An's phone, scanning the scene with infrared light to ensure that no traces were left. Not even tiny shrapnel would be left; this type of missile would completely destroy everything!
After the explosion, the drone took off again and flew back, unnoticed. No radar had detected it, not even the surveillance footage. There was no way to know what was going on.
Sitting in his office, Zhao An put away his phone. Using all this high-tech stuff to outmaneuver the other party—honestly, wasn't that a bit of a bully?
Bullying? That's what they wanted. Otherwise, what was the point of all this high-tech stuff?
The one-eyed white man's phone began to vibrate. "I got a call. Excuse me." After answering the call, his expression became serious and strange. He looked at Zhao An, who was smoking and drinking, with an incredulous look. This partner was truly a shrewd fellow. He'd taken out his boss from a distance.
After hanging up the phone, the one-eyed white man said respectfully, "Mr. Zhao, your methods are truly astonishing."
"It's just so-so. That guy also dealt with me behind my back. Otherwise, Orias and Mike wouldn't have dared to deal with me so blatantly. I don't know why, but as long as he's dead, that's enough. I won't hold a dead man responsible." Zhao An blew out smoke rings, his expression even a little disdainful. Just a clown, nothing to be concerned about.
At that moment, the office door opened. The three Pence women, who had returned from their previous trip, changed into tight leather jackets and pants, carrying backpacks. They looked refreshingly capable. They didn't even bring skincare products, nor did they need them; women who enjoy fitness don't need them.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. I've received word that headquarters has asked me to take over the bald man's duties and find the perpetrators of the headquarters attack," the one-eyed white man said, extending his hand.
"You know what to do. Tomorrow, some organization might claim responsibility for the attack on the federal camp. No one can avoid the publicity. Contact me if you need anything. I'm leaving now." Zhao An shook hands with them, not even explaining the details of the partnership; he simply confirmed it and left. It was a bit anticlimactic, but they both understood that as long as they could work together, the details could be worked out later.