Chapter 3587 The Edge of Tomorrow (Thirty-three)

Schiller sat at the card table in the mansion, playing in the gap. Victor was debugging the equipment aside, and said while busy: "You have really chosen the right position for this logistics position. Everyone has gone out to work, so we are here to stay free."

"If you don't want to be idle, you can also go and find out some news."

"Forget it, Diamond Street is not a good place." Victor glanced at his watch and said, "Besides, they should be coming back soon."

"I'm back!" Harley pushed open the door of the mansion and said, "Good news, they really took the bait!"

"Is the people in the action team going well?" Schiller turned to look at her and asked.

"Of course! The Diamond Street was in full swing, which means that the attack on the chemical factory was very smooth. The images made by Breniak were also good, and he must have successfully tricked them."

Schiller nodded, which was not beyond his expectations.

An hour ago, several people started assigning tasks.

"I went to Diamond Street with the Penguin to wait for news," said Halle. "We are both famous and rich people. If we go to Diamond Street, we will not arouse any doubts. We just say we are going to discuss business."

"The operation team is also ready to go." Pamela waved her hand and said, "I, Death Knives and Killer Crocodile, are each responsible for the same factory. It's no problem to make some noise, but our abilities are completely different from those of the Ninja. I'm afraid we can only rely on post-production editing."

"No problem," said Brenniak. "I will provide them with post-edited surveillance videos as soon as possible. With current human means, there is no problem."

"You have to find a way to let them know what the Assassin League has done with their money," Schiller said. "Do you have a suitable goal?"

"I've found it, I'm sending him a message."

Gotham Diamond Street, 7:00 PM.

The cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated. A man in a blue shirt picked up the cell phone, looked at the message on it, frowned first, and then gradually widened his eyes.

"Is this true? Brenniak?" he replied in typing. "You mean, the bomb material used by the clown is the batch purchased by that woman?"

Breniak replied to a long list of words, not only analyzing it well, but also listed the difference report on shipment and usage, and stated that all the bomb raw materials that were missing were missing. He also gave his own conclusion - if it was not dealt with quickly, the explosion was likely to happen again.

There was no need for Brenniak to continue persuasion. Everyone knew that the clown collapsed three buildings at once, and countless casualties on Diamond Street were killed or injured. Last time, he was lucky and didn't work in those three buildings, but if he came again, who would say that he would definitely be spared?

The man grabbed his cell phone and hurried out.

He didn't have time to knock on the door, so he pushed the door and rushed into the bald boss's office, ignoring the dark face of the lover who was intimate with the boss and the boss, and handed the phone over.

The boss took the phone and glanced at it. He was surprised at first, but when he saw the data in the report, his face became stiff.

Those who can get into Diamond Street are definitely the elites among the elites. There may be stupid people who are sensational among politicians, but financiers will not miscalculate any one after the decimal point.

The bald boss immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. He began to pick up his phone and dial and notify his colleagues. In less than half an hour, they sat together.

"That damn bitch!" a blonde man cursed, "At that time she said she would set up a large number of bombs at all unbuilt subway stations in Gotham, but what about the bombs? Why didn't one of them explode?!"

"She said she would make arrangements, so you believed it?" said the bald boss, "Didn't you send someone to see it?"

"That's all unfinished construction sites. How do we get in? What's more, you don't know that the damn Gordon and Napier started together, and the police car arrived faster than the fucking old Ines. What can I do!"

"I don't have time to see it either. I'm not like your family's big business. The latest transaction restrictions almost made me bankrupt! I've been busy for three consecutive nights!"

The few people quarreled for a while, and finally the bald boss stood up and said: "The biggest problem now is that the whereabouts of a large number of bomb materials are unknown. If they really fall into the hands of the clown as judged by the artificial intelligence, the entire Diamond Street would be bombed into the sky by him!"

"No, my boss had already run away." The blonde shrugged and said, "If I hadn't had the loan to pay, would I stay in such a dangerous place?"

"Can't cooperate with that assassin alliance anymore!" said a gray-haired old man. "They didn't want to help us solve the problem from the beginning, but just wanted to cheat us for money. Breniak was much more conscientious than them!"

"Well, I'll call them. They don't want to get a penny more from me!"

The bald boss picked up his phone and wanted to dial. But at this moment, an employee rushed over and said, "No, boss, something happened in the factory in the west area!"

"What?!!"

Ten minutes later, the bald boss looked at the surveillance video on the screen, his face turned pale. He gasped for a few breaths and said, "This damn bitch! They must have known that we exposed his conspiracy and were afraid that we would get the evidence, so they started to silence him!"

"What should I do now?" the blonde man frowned, showing a little scared. He said, "Their ninjas are too strong, and they killed several people in ten seconds. If they come to Diamond Street to find us..."

Silence was temporarily in the conference room.

"It's okay." The old man with white hair said, "The FBI has entered the venue. I will say hello to Congress and let them do their best to ensure the safety of Diamond Street."

"This is not enough," said another brunette woman. "We have money, and everyone likes money. If you can hire them, you can naturally hire others. We cannot give our lives and safety to the FBI, it is better to buy another guarantee."

The bald boss moved his fingertips slightly, and he said, "I remember, did a woman named Waller create a superpower organization?"

"Yes, it seems to be called... Federal Shield?"

"Call Waller." He knocked on the table and said, "Those ninjas are superpowers, and they must be dealt with by superpowers."

"But will she speak up?"

"It's not a question of money now, but whether you can find someone with money. Are you still other candidates besides her? Since there is no, we have to have a good talk. Besides, when we recover, she will have to vomit out any amount she eats."

The others sighed, but didn't say anything else, and agreed to the bald head's approach.

Amanda in the office was a little surprised after receiving the call. Her eyes rolled, her mouth couldn't help but raise her mouth. She touched her face with her hand to stop the tremor of the muscles on her face.

"No problem, I took this job. But I don't want money. I remember you have a few voting houses for members of the parliament?"

A few minutes later, Amanda hung up the phone, with a look of satisfaction on her face. Then, a subordinate walked in and said, "Boss, a person named Batman said he wanted to find you, would he come in?"

"Batman? Oh, I understand, are the two Batmans who appeared on Diamond Street? These days, the hero titles have been shared."

Amanda sighed and asked her subordinates to call in. However, after just gaining support from Diamond Street, she was inevitably a little proud and turned a blind eye to Batman's warning.

"I know, you're afraid of the one named Clown." Amanda shook his head and said, "But he's just a lunatic, not even a superpower. Anyone who picks out of my team can beat him up to his teeth."

Batman wanted to say something else, Batman injustice stopped him and said, "It's best that you have such confidence. We just hope to join forces with you to fight off Breniak, and we have a common interest in this regard. What do you think?"

"I don't think I need help from outsiders...but if you must join, I can also give you a salary."

Batman opened his mouth. Of course he wanted to get the leadership of the team, but looking at Amanda's current appearance, he knew that it might be impossible.

"I hope you can take my plan," he said. "I hope we can cooperate tacitly."

"It doesn't matter." Amanda waved his hand and said, "It's enough to deal with the ninjas of the Assassin League. The main task of you two is to prevent Brenniak from sneak attacking."

"Assassin League?" The two Batman looked at each other and immediately realized that something was wrong. How could the Assassin League be mixed into such a thing? Why did Amanda deal with them?

Batman has already noticed that a pair of big hands that seem to be there and there has been pushing things forward, and everyone is kept in the dark. Could it be that all this is Brenniak's conspiracy to promote human infighting?

Batman was about to open his mouth and persuade Amanda not to be so radical, but she had already called her subordinates in and asked her subordinates to send Batman and the others to the team.

Batman is full of plans and plans, and Amanda has no patience to listen. Batman thought about it and felt that even if she told Amanda, she would probably only be bad. It would be better to directly convince the members of Task Force X.

The two Batmans reached an agreement on this. Stupid people should not be scary, stupid and arrogant are the most deadly. In this regard, the members of Task Force X are much better than Amanda. At least they are running on the front line and have to consider their lives. As long as the plan is reasonable, they will listen.

Normally, this is true, but some people stretched out their hands and pulled them hard.

In order to make double money, members of the Tomorrow League will not let Task Force X knock down the Assassin League so easily. Death Knell and Pamela touched the base of Task Force X early.

They originally planned to harass the team while the night was falling so that they would not have the energy to fight tomorrow, but when they arrived, they found that another group of people were already guarding here.

"Wait." Pamela stopped the death knell and said, "The person on the other side looks familiar, I'll go over and negotiate first."

Death Knell squatted down in the grass again. Pamela tiptoed over and patted Talia lightly from behind.

"Don't call me, it's me! Why are you here?"

Talia turned her head and saw Pamela was also surprised. She said, "I want to ask you, why are you here too? You are not the helper they hired, are you?"

"My situation is very complicated, but you. Didn't you go back to Asia some time ago? Why are you here again? What kind of hatred do you have with those people inside?"

Then she heard Talia say in a cold tone: "These damn bastards rob my business! I finally found a stable source of income, but they made it so bad. I don't give them some colors, do you really think the Assassin League is easy to bully?!"

Pamela smiled in her heart. It seems that she is sure to make money from the extra money!
Chapter completed!