Chapter 1050 Crouching on the Ground and Drawing Circles

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Ye Hong also remembered the sturdyness of the transformed man who threw the howitzer at will, and his scalp was slightly numb.

It would be a real headache if this nightmare factory could mass-produce such modified people.

Hearing Ye Hong's concern, Mo Tianlin shook his head and said, "Don't worry, that kind of technical stuff will definitely not be mass-produced, otherwise the Nightmare Factory would have ruled the world long ago."

After talking about the factory staff, it is the director.

According to intelligence, the director of the Nightmare Factory is a well-thought-out tactical expert who is specially responsible for directing the on-site operations of the factory staff.

If director-level cadres are tactical experts, managers at the manager level are secret planners.

Whether it was the National Security Bureau or the local intelligence department in Jiangnan Province, they all felt that there was a pair of mysterious big hands in the dark when they fought against the Nightmare Factory again and again.

And the owner of these hands is the manager of the Nightmare Factory.

Cadres at the manager level are usually hidden among ordinary people, and are extremely concealed, making it difficult to find them.

As for the director-level cadres, the intelligence is even less, almost equal to none.

But after what happened today, the intelligence department has now locked in a fact - Dongfang Luyong is the director-level cadre of the Nightmare Factory!

It is a pity today. If Dongfang Luyong can be captured, he will definitely be able to obtain a lot of information about the Nightmare Factory.

"There is one more piece of information you can listen to."

Mo Tianlin said with a somewhat puzzled expression: "According to the analysis of the past Nightmare Factory's haunting records, their target every time is female human beings.

But this time, I don't know why I focused on the four major kitchen utensils. "

This is also a place Ye Hong can't figure out.

Just when a few people were silently thinking and the office was silent, Dongfang Ningyun, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said coldly: "I declare in advance that Dongfang Luyong has nothing to do with our Dongfang family."

All of them were stunned.

Ye Hong suddenly discovered for the first time that the sturdy Dongfang Ningyun had such a lovely side.

"Hehehe, upright boy, we never suspected that he was from the Dongfang family."

Mo Tianlin patted Dongfang Ningyun's head dotingly and said with a smile, "Just like the fifth Qinglan, it must be a pseudonym."

However, being interrupted by Dongfang Ningyun, everyone stopped their meaningless thinking.

Now, based on the pitiful information, nothing can be analyzed.

Now, we still have to wait for the intelligence department to work hard and collect more information about the Nightmare Factory before making plans.

But what Ye Hong was worried about was that after Mo Tianlin's "fishing" this time, it shouldn't be so easy to lead out the Nightmare Factory next time.

It's just that Ye Hong decided not to think about this troublesome thing for now, he suddenly looked at Mo Tianlin with a sad face: "Mr. Mo, that is to say, the prize you prepared for me, the champion of the God of Cooking Tournament. Is it fake...?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Mo Tianlin almost choked on his saliva, and said with an embarrassed expression, "This...it's true that this old man is not kind..."

Ye Hong squatted on the ground beside him, silently drawing circles with his fingers, and said in a low voice: "There is an ancient legend in our village that those who deceive minors will be taken away by evil spirits in the middle of the night. .....

Oh, by the way, I seem to be 17 years old in three months..."