Chapter 45 If they want to play, we will play with them to the end!

Yan Biaobiao stood aside, listening carefully to the conversation between Su Jing and Xu Zhuwei. Her body was trembling slightly, and she did not dare to act rashly.

She was afraid that Su Jing would misunderstand her thoughts and think that he was secretly plotting something.

So he stretched out his little hands and gently covered his ears, as if this could block out the disturbance from the outside world and show that he was not eavesdropping.

However, all these little actions seemed so funny and childish in Su Jing's eyes.

Su Jing couldn't help but smile in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

He knew Yan Biaobiao's character very well. Just like the nickname Su Jing gave her, she was artificial and hypocritical.

It will be bright if given a little sunshine, and even get more than that.

Su Jing had no intention of giving her any good face for her behavior.

At this time, Su Jing's voice broke the silence: "Since you are the team responsible for collecting and collating intelligence, your biggest characteristic should be to act low-key and quietly.

But today you were discovered as soon as you went out, which shows that your professionalism needs to be improved."

Xu Zhuwei's expression suddenly turned a little ugly, and he admitted that Su Jing was right.

Along the way, they were only thinking about bringing the intelligence back to Su Jing as soon as possible, but they ignored their real responsibilities and characteristics.

He lowered his head in shame and solemnly said that he would pay attention next time.

Su Jing looked at Xu Zhuwei's reaction, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since the other party has already sent an invitation, let's reply to them.

Let them decide the time and place, and our Red Moon Organization will definitely arrive on time."

Xu Zhuwei said with some concern: "But what if they set a trap?
We are isolated and helpless in District 9, and if those organizations unite to deal with us, wouldn’t we be in big trouble if we go there? "

Su Jing smiled faintly and said, "What are you afraid of? If they want to play, we will play with them to the end.

I also want to see how deep the water is in these nine districts.

If we can't even take down Area 9, how can we fight against the safe fortress?"

When Xu Zhuwei heard Su Jing's words, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He was still worried that the boss might not have considered it carefully, but now it seems that the boss's mind is deeper and crueler than he thought, so he decided to fully support Su Jing's decision.

That night, after Teng Xinxin and Huang Jiahao returned with their men, Xu Zhuwei immediately told them what had happened that day.

The other party responded quickly, saying that a meeting would be held in District 9 tomorrow to discuss the future development of the mutants in District 9.

It all seems official, but what kind of conspiracy and trickery is hidden behind it remains to be revealed.

Teng Xinxin did not return empty-handed this time.

She brought several ordinary people with her, some of whom were indeed family members of the Red Moon Organization members, and some of whom were not.

For those members who found their family members, their joy was beyond words.

For those who failed to find their families, they were depressed and felt heavy-hearted.

Despite this, ordinary people who had nothing to do with the Red Moon Organization were also enthusiastically retained because they would be an indispensable force in many future missions.

Su Jing stood in front of everyone, his voice firm and powerful: "Don't be too pessimistic, there will be a cruel battle waiting for us tomorrow.

But please believe me, as long as the Red Moon Organization can completely rule District 9, our scale will surely become larger, and the task of finding your family will become easier and more efficient."

He looked around and continued, “So, I hope everyone can have a good rest tonight and recharge their batteries.

Tomorrow, we need everyone to be in high spirits and fight.

I look forward to seeing each of you again after the battle is over."

Su Jing's words were full of murderous intent, which immediately brought everyone who was originally immersed in grief back to reality. They understood that it would not be easy to control the entire 9th district, and tomorrow's battle would be extremely tragic.

A serious expression appeared on everyone's face, as they knew they might be facing a life or death situation.

Su Jing turned to Teng Xinxin and solemnly instructed: "Teng Xinxin, you will lead your people to stay in the manor tomorrow.

We must prevent the other side from setting a trap and attacking our headquarters while we are in a meeting.

If the enemy's sneak attack is too powerful, you must notify us immediately and lead everyone to evacuate the manor.

Remember, people are the most important, and the manor is just a temporary habitat. "

Teng Xinxin nodded solemnly: "Boss, don't worry, I know what's going on."

……

At ten o'clock the next morning, a number of carefully selected cars slowly stopped in front of the solemn gate of the manor.

Su Jing, Yan Biaobiao, Huang Jiahao, Xu Zhuwei and other mutants with outstanding combat capabilities got into the car, which then started off and drove steadily towards the destination of today's meeting.

As the convoy gradually approached its destination, Huang Jiahao gently lifted his black robe, and gray insects floated out from the gaps in the car windows like ghosts and dispersed silently.

These hard-to-detect little lives became Huang Jiahao's scouts, collecting all the information around them.

Images from multiple angles quickly converged in Huang Jiahao's mind, and he carefully analyzed every detail: "Boss, you guessed right, they did hide many people.

But it is not yet possible to determine whether they belong to the same force.”

Su Jing closed his eyes and rested, everything was under control. He asked calmly, "Have you found anyone with a particularly strong aura?"

Huang Jiahao shook his head slightly, indicating that no unusually strong aura had been detected so far.

The convoy finally arrived at the meeting place, a two-story restaurant with an old style.

The exterior of the restaurant looks a little worn, and the sign has turned yellow due to years of erosion.

As you walk in, you'll see that the paint on the walls has become mottled and faded, having lost its former brightness.

The neatly arranged tables and chairs were cleared aside, leaving a large open space with only a few chairs and tables, which were obviously reserved for the leaders of the major organizations.

At this moment, quite a few people have gathered in the restaurant. The auras from them are either strong or weak, but they all reveal a sense of weirdness.

The arrival of Su Jing and others immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

The entire restaurant was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of tension. Everyone was secretly observing each other, trying to find flaws in each other.

Yet in this undercurrent of atmosphere, Su Jing and his men seemed unusually calm.

Every moment that follows will be crucial.

"Are you the Red Moon Organization that's been rumored?"

A man stood up, dressed casually and unrestrainedly.

A pair of slippers and a pair of shorts, with the upper body completely exposed, showing off his muscular chest muscles and tattoos.

In his left hand he held a freshly opened bottle of red wine, the crystal clear liquid sparkling in the sun.

He held a goblet in his right hand, leisurely pouring red wine into the glass while tilting his head back to drink without any hesitation.

With every sip of wine, an expression of satisfaction appears on his face, as if he is savoring the most wonderful moment in his life.

After finishing his drink, he smacked his lips, still unsatisfied.
The expression seemed to be savoring the aroma of wine, or provoking everyone present: "Who is the boss?"

(End of this chapter)