Chapter 683 Your Group Is Finished

Chris Manor.

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

Especially in the villa that looked like an old castle, Chris was sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face, quietly looking at the red wine glass slowly swaying on the table.

Behind him, there were four bodyguards in black on each side, guarding him expressionlessly.

These four bodyguards were hired by him at a high price. They were not only very proficient in various firearms, but also had extraordinary skills.

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

Chris spoke slowly: "There's no news from Collins yet?"

"No."

Chris frowned. He was quite clear about the strength of the Collins trio. Even internationally renowned bandits were no match for the Collins trio.

But now, the three Collinses have been to the research institute for a full hour, but no news has come back. Could it be that the three Collinses are in trouble?

"Contact Collins and the others."

"yes."

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

A moment later, the bodyguard walked in again and said expressionlessly: "Collins cannot be contacted."

"could not be reached?"

A hint of uneasiness arose in Chris's heart.

With Collins' temperament, no matter what kind of trouble he encounters, even if it cannot be solved, he will contact him as soon as possible. Why can't he contact them now?

Could it be that the three of them were killed by the infiltrator?

Thinking of this, Chris said coldly: "Retrieve any remaining surveillance footage from the institute, I want to know what happened!"

"yes!"

A computer was quickly placed in front of Chris, and the bodyguard quickly searched the institute. The remaining video data, and soon a battle scene caught Chris's attention.

"Wait, make this bigger!"

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

"yes."

The bodyguard did as Chris asked, but after all, the picture could not be perfectly displayed on the screen, and some personnel could not see it.

"Boss, this surveillance picture cannot fully represent the previous scene."

"This is enough."

Chris' eyes were fixed on the screen, especially after the three Collinses appeared, and there was an injured person beside him, which caught Chris' attention.

This man was unknown to Chris and was not sent by Chris, but he appeared in the research institute and was injured.

Chris frowned. Some of the scenes just now made him think that someone had attacked the research institute instead of stealing.

If it was stolen, would the entire research institute be reduced to rubble? As for using various missiles to continuously attack the research building?

The scene gradually changed, and finally settled on Ye Xuan, who was wearing a mask and carrying an RPG.

It is impossible to judge what happened to Collins and others, but Chris had a rough inference in his mind. The three Collinses died in the hands of this person, but who was this person and why did he destroy the research building?

Did he really just go for the meteorite, not for other reasons?

Doubts kept rising in Chris's mind, but Chris still couldn't figure it out.

"Send the photo and find this person for me as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

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

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

"Chris?"

The phone was connected, and broken English came from the phone. Chris couldn't help but look surprised.

"Who are you?"

The bodyguard asked casually: "Why do you have my phone number?"

"You just sent someone to kill me, and you forgot about it so quickly?"

Chris's expression changed instantly, and he stared at the extremely arrogant figure on the computer screen.

It's him!

It must be him!

But what did he mean when he called?

"It was you who destroyed the institute?"

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

Chris looked over and the bodyguard shouted: "Who the hell are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you should take a look at how your group is doing now."

The voice fell and the phone was hung up. Chris's face couldn't help but show some doubts. This man might not have a broken head.

How could he destroy the Yangzi Group without weapons?

Thinking about it, Chris quickly typed on the keyboard, and the surveillance footage of Yangzi Group was quickly transmitted.

Everything is normal, nothing unusual.

Chris couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, picked up the red wine glass on the table, and sneered: "A bastard who comes out of nowhere and wants to destroy my group? I really think he is..."

boom!

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

Chris didn't care about the drink at all, but stared at the computer screen. Countless firelights surged crazily on the screen, and explosions kept coming!

Peng!

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

"Check! Go and find out for me quickly whether something happened to the group!"

Chris gave orders to the bodyguards with a serious face, but at this moment, his cell phone rang again.

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

"catch."

"Christ, what the hell did you do, did you offend anyone?"

"What's the meaning?"

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

Chris stood up suddenly, with a look of horror on his face, looking at the computer that had been thrown to the ground, and looking at his phone. Could everything just now be true?

"impossible!"

"Turn on the TV and watch, you're damn dead!"

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

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

There were flames in the picture, and the building behind the reporter was the headquarters of their group!

Taking a deep breath, Chris calmed down quickly. His eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the phone. He threw the phone to the bodyguard and shouted: "Find the source of the call just now and find this bastard!"

"yes!"

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

Zizzi.

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

Who is this bastard, and why is he trying to get in trouble with me? I will definitely find you, and I will make your life worse than death!