Chapter 269: Enhanced Human

With a talent like Lao E, Li Yaohua also began to boldly assemble his own team.

The biggest reason Li Yaohua had never dared to assemble his own team was the fear of spies infiltrating it.

Now there was no need to worry; all the spies who had infiltrated had been dealt with by Lao E.

In particular, the number of spies who had infiltrated from the CIA was the highest.

This led to a period where "disappearance" incidents occurred constantly.

Such matters made the CIA's Asia director so furious that he was beside himself with rage.

Subsequently, Brunei even issued a lukewarm statement, saying that Brunei had vast forest coverage and hoping that tourists would not wander around randomly to avoid being attacked by wild beasts.

Any normal person would not believe such nonsense.

Let alone the CIA's Asia director.

If it were any other country, they would have long since found an excuse to let the United States military intervene.

After all, they had lost numerous CIA Agents.

Brunei was just a tiny country; if it were wiped out, it would be wiped out, and presumably, no one would dare to say anything.

Yet, at this very juncture, Brunei accepted an investment from Las Vegas.

In this way, the nature of the situation changed.

The United States is a capitalist country, and the power of those damn capitalists even exceeds that of everyone else.

Including those officials who serve the United States government.

This investment in Brunei involved not only the Casino Alliance of Las Vegas but even several large financial groups that had participated.

If they dared to use force against Brunei, the capitalists back home alone would make them pay a heavy price.

Inside a certain liaison base in Asia, the Asia CIA director, Mars, had already lost his temper several times.

His subordinates had been dismissed in batch after batch, yet there was nothing to be done about that tiny Brunei.

Mars felt extremely frustrated whenever he thought about this.

After he finished venting his anger, a young agent approached and suggested in a low voice: "Boss, can we change our way of thinking? Since we can't handle the Brunei matter, why not shift the problem to someone else?"

Mars frowned and said: "Could there be any spies more capable than us?"

"It's not a question of spies, but a question of Brunei." The Agent said in a low voice: "As far as I know, this Brunei used to belong to the Commonwealth of Nations..."

Mars's eyes lit up instantly: "You mean, let the English join us?"

"That's right, I believe the English are also very annoyed by Brunei's independence, and I think we can tip them off about this." The Agent said with a smile: "Moreover, the boss behind this China Light and Power Company is also a thorn in the side of the English. We might as well guide both matters, and then we can watch the English perform."

Hearing the young agent's words, Mars's eyes lit up, and he felt that this matter was indeed very promising.

He had been a bit too stubborn regarding the Brunei matter; if he could divert the disaster, perhaps there would be a turning point, and he might even achieve a situation where the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains.

Thinking of this, Mars patted the agent on the shoulder with satisfaction and said: "Young people really do have better brains. I will make sure you get credit for this."

The young agent was overjoyed: "Thank you, Boss."

After making up his mind, Mars flipped through his phone book and found He Wei's number.

Although Youde was the Governor of Hong Kong, some things were not suitable for him to handle personally.

Finding He Wei for this matter would be no problem.

"Baron He Wei, long time no see. This is Mars."

"Oh, so it is you, Excellency." He Wei appeared somewhat surprised: "I wonder what business you have coming to find me?"

Mars said with a smile: "I have found some intelligence that Baron He Wei might be interested in."

"Hmm?" He Wei said with some curiosity: "What intelligence does Excellency Mars have to share with us?"

Mars said with a smile: "I do, and it is about someone who gives even Baron He Wei a headache... intelligence on Chen Jiajun."

Hearing Mars's words, a sharp glint flashed in the eyes of He Wei on the other end of the line.

During the Colonial Withdrawal Act, they, the English, had been outmaneuvered by Chen Jiajun.

Even many of the methods they used were easily neutralized by Chen Jiajun, a matter that had always annoyed He Wei.

Now that he heard Mars say this, he immediately became interested: "I am very pleased that you thought of us, Excellency. I wonder what important intelligence this is?"

"It is about Brunei. We have reason to suspect that everything happening in Brunei is being pushed by Chen Jiajun." Mars said with a serious face.

Although this statement was complete nonsense, it happened to hit the mark by accident.

Presumably, Chen Jiajun would be left between laughter and tears if he heard this, right?

He Wei frowned and said: "But I remember that your United States also had a hand in pushing the Brunei matter, right?"

He Wei had not forgotten that the United States deserved a lot of credit for the fact that Brunei was now independent.

Without those damn bastards pushing it with all their might, it would clearly have been impossible for Brunei to easily become independent.

Speaking of this, Mars appeared somewhat embarrassed.

He had been too focused on getting He Wei to take the bait and had forgotten that the United States also had a part in this.

However, Mars easily distanced himself from it and said with a smile: "Baron He Wei, such matters have nothing to do with us Information Officers. I also wanted to oppose this approach, but alas, my words carry little weight. However, in terms of intelligence, I can still exchange information with you."

He Wei did not care much about this; after all, everyone knew what those people in the United States were thinking.

It was not his place to interject in strategic matters.

But He Wei still had strong opinions about Chen Jiajun.

After all, Chen Jiajun's series of operations last time had made He Wei very embarrassed.

Yet he could not find any way to deal with Chen Jiajun.

Now that someone from the CIA had joined in, He Wei suddenly had an idea.

It was not just about Chen Jiajun, but also about the Brunei matter.

So He Wei did not stand on ceremony and said directly to Mars: "In other words, you are now inviting me to join you in dealing with Chen Jiajun, is that right?"

Mars hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Yes. If this guy's growth is not curbed, it will not be a good thing for either England or us in the United States."

Mars's assessment was not without merit; after all, although Chen Jiajun held the title of Baron, his heart did not stand on the side of England, otherwise it would not have been so difficult for He Wei to make him relocate his factories.

It was just that regarding a cunning fellow like Mars, He Wei was not very reassured: "Then what kind of support can the CIA provide me? Is it military force or something else?"

This remark made Mars feel somewhat awkward: "At present, the CIA can only provide some help in terms of intelligence, but this intelligence is extremely critical."

"In other words, what in Huaxia is called 'empty-handed white wolf'?" He Wei said mockingly.

Mars hurriedly said: "You cannot put it that way; at the very least, we have already figured out things like the defense forces of Brunei, and as long as the Baron is willing to cooperate with us, I can fully disclose this intelligence."

"If the matter is accomplished, you and we can divide Brunei, and as for the assets of Chen Jiajun himself, I think Baron He Wei should have a way to take them over, right?"

After pondering for a moment, He Wei said in a deep voice: "Fine, but we must take the lion's share of the benefits."

"This... we can talk about it." Mars said happily at once.

On the other side, Macau.

After Chen Jiajun finished handling matters at the casino, he took his women to vacation at a villa by the sea.

There had been too many things to keep busy with during this period, and he really hadn't had a good rest for a while.

In any case, regarding affairs in Hong Kong, Wei Li alone had no problems.

As for Hung Hing, there was even less need for Chen Jiajun to worry.

Chen Jiajun even wanted to transfer Ao En back.

However, there was no rush for this matter; he would talk about it after the factory in Brunei developed.

Perhaps he could use Ao En's knowledge to get a batch of mechanical armies first, and then liberate cheap labor.

Just as Chen Jiajun was deep in thought, a burst of laughter pulled Chen Jiajun back to reality.

Looking at the women before him, each with their own charms, some slender and some plump, Chen Jiajun cast aside the thoughts in his head and joined the game.

After staying in Macau for many days in a row, Chen Jiajun finally ended his vacation.

His women had to go film if they were meant to film, and go manage businesses if they were meant to manage businesses; everyone had things to do, and none had any intention of clinging to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun planned to check on the operations of the Gambling Hall before returning to Hong Kong to preside over the big picture.

After all, it was fine to be a hands-off manager, but he couldn't just ignore things forever.

At the very least, regarding business decisions, Wei Li did not dare to overstep.

Just as Chen Jiajun had his men drive toward the White Gold Casino, a jeep suddenly accelerated and blocked the front of Chen Jiajun's Rolls-Royce.

Chen Jiajun frowned and said: "What is going on? Someone go take a look."

But just as his subordinate got out of the car, another jeep blocked the path of retreat, directly forming a pincer movement.

The moment the subordinate got out of the car, a bullet was fired from the car opposite, taking Chen Jiajun's subordinate away on the spot.

"Damn it, there's an assassination, protect the Boss."

This time coming to Macau, Chen Jiajun had not brought anyone else besides his personal bodyguard, Bai Lu.

Lao E and Dumu were developing in Brunei.

Lao Yu and Ao En were presiding over the big picture in Hong Kong.

Ya Qi was in charge of intelligence.

He hadn't even brought the young demon slaves.

Therefore, a group of ordinary Hung Hing fighters under him were knocked down in an instant.

"Big Brother, the visitors are not kind."

Bai Lu looked at the situation outside and said with a frown: "These attackers don't look like ordinary people."

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Indeed, they don't look like ordinary people to me either. Although there aren't many of them, every one is elite; it seems someone spent a high price to buy my life."

"Should I leave a live one?" Bai Lu smiled and turned to say to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said: "Quick battle, quick decision; if you can leave one, leave one, if you can't, then forget it, don't let the brothers under us suffer too many casualties."

Bai Lu nodded, then took off her trench coat, displaying her perfect curves before everyone's eyes.

Bai Lu's appearance gave the Hung Hing subordinates a boost in spirit.

The Hung Hing crowd, who had been suppressed, took the opportunity to counterattack, and the scene actually reversed for a moment.

Just as the Hung Hing fighters were howling and charging toward the enemy.

Bai Lu suddenly discovered something wrong and immediately shouted loudly: "Wait, all come back."

Unfortunately, it was already too late by the time Bai Lu realized something was wrong.

The opponent's apparent rout was actually a ruse, with the goal of luring the numerous Hung Hing fighters together.

Sure enough, a burly man then walked down from a jeep, carrying a great killing weapon in his hand.

A Vehicle-mounted Machine Gun.

The reason this thing was called a Vehicle-mounted Machine Gun was because the recoil was too strong; it was simply not something a human body could handle.

Generally, one had to use various vehicles to eliminate most of the recoil.

Moreover, the weight of this thing was also terrifying; it was very difficult for an ordinary person to even carry it, let alone fire it.

Yet the burly man before them actually carried the Vehicle-mounted Machine Gun and unleashed a wave of fire at the Hung Hing fighters.

An orange-red chain of light swept through the crowd like the Grim Reaper's harvester, and nothing in its path was left unbroken in two.

"Damn it." Seeing this, Bai Lu cursed angrily and soared into the air.

She pounced toward the burly man like an eagle.

While in mid-air, Bai Lu held two Handguns and fired continuously at the burly man.

The burly man clearly discovered Bai Lu in mid-air, and it was clearly too late to turn the muzzle at this time.

So this fellow simply did not dodge or evade, but used one hand to protect his head, intending to take Bai Lu's bullets head-on.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have had their head blown off by Bai Lu long ago for daring to do this.

But what surprised Bai Lu was that her Handgun bullets were actually struggling to break through the opponent's skin.

Not only were most of the bullets deflected directly, but even if a bullet hit the opponent, it only broke the skin before being clamped by the burly man's muscles.

Subsequently, the bullets deformed and dropped to the ground.

The burly man grinned hideously at Bai Lu and reached out, intending to grab her.

Given this guy's size, if she were caught, even Bai Lu would likely find it difficult to break free.

Seeing the opponent's intent, Bai Lu gave a contemptuous smile.

Her long legs tapped lightly on the burly man's arm, and then her whole body flipped to appear above the burly man's head.

She then pulled out two Daggers and stabbed directly toward the burly man's eyeballs.

The burly man, unhurried, reached out to block the Daggers Bai Lu had stabbed over with.

With a "squelch," the Daggers sank into flesh and blood, but they quickly encountered resistance.

This feeling was just like stabbing into the tire of a large truck.

Seeing this, Bai Lu used force with both legs, kicked off the burly man's back, and landed lightly on the ground.

The burly man casually tore the two Daggers off and beckoned provocatively at Bai Lu.

At this moment on the street, because of the gunfight, there was no sign of people around; those remaining were either Hung Hing's fighters or the opponent's enemies.

Bai Lu snorted coldly at the burly man: "You're courting death."

Then she rushed over again with incredible speed.

Don't look at the burly man as appearing slightly clumsy in his movements; his flesh-and-blood armor was exceptionally sturdy.

Bai Lu's bullets and knives could hardly cause him any damage.

On the contrary, the Heavy Machine Gun in his hands was also a threat to Bai Lu.

After exchanging a few rounds, Bai Lu knew that she certainly had no other way to cause damage to this guy.

Just as she was pondering, Chen Jiajun, who was in the car, spoke up: "Stop playing, finish it early."

Having received Chen Jiajun's approval, a smile suddenly bloomed on Bai Lu's charming and eerie face.

This smile made the burly man's heart jump.

Just as he intended to pick up the Heavy Machine Gun to counterattack.

Bai Lu suddenly stretched out a hand toward the burly man.

A burst of cyan-green light emerged, aimed at the burly man.

Then the burly man saw the power within his body seemingly being stirred by someone, and then being stripped away from his body.

Next, he felt his physical strength and vitality continuously flowing away.

Or rather, it was being absorbed by the eerie woman before him.

Then the burly man felt he didn't even have the strength to stand, and the Heavy Machine Gun in his hand also smashed onto the ground.

His eyes rolled back, and he knelt down directly.

Such an eerie scene made everyone's heart crawl.

Seeing that this burly man had lost his combat ability, Bai Lu said coldly: "What are you all standing there for? Except for him, leave no one alive."

This battle was somewhat embarrassing for Bai Lu.

Hung Hing's men suffered quite a few casualties.

However, this matter could not be blamed on Bai Lu, because the burly man before them was simply too eerie.

Carrying the burly man who had already passed out, she walked in front of Chen Jiajun and said: "This guy doesn't look like a normal person; he should be an Enhanced Human who has undergone some kind of genetic modification, and his vitality is also much stronger than that of an ordinary person."

Chen Jiajun looked at the wounds on the burly man's body that were already about to heal, his expression somewhat serious: "Those who can use this kind of Enhanced Human to attack me are definitely not an ordinary force."

Bai Lu said somewhat strangely: "Who in Macau would dare to do this?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "If it were a force from Macau, that would be fine, but clearly these guys are not people that Macau could cultivate. Notify Ya Qi and have him investigate this guy's identity for me."

What Chen Jiajun did not know was that the attack on his side was just an appetizer.

And the real main force had already sneaked into Brunei, intending to raid the China Electric Power Group in Brunei.

Generally speaking, places like power plants and water plants are guarded by soldiers.

Brunei is naturally no exception.

Every day there are mercenaries patrolling to ensure the safety of the water plant and power plant.

Li Yaohua dared not be careless about such matters, especially knowing that the CIA was constantly sending spies trying to sneak into Brunei.

Late at night, around three o'clock.

This is the time when ordinary people have the strongest sleepiness of the day.

It is also the time when people's vigilance is at its lowest.

A group of dark figures secretly sneaked into the small woods next to the power plant.

A person looking like a Captain held an infrared detector to observe the situation around the power plant.

A moment later, he said: "There aren't many men; sneak up, take care of these patrolling people, then install the bombs, and then we'll clear out. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Yes, Captain," the few dark shadows behind him said with relaxed expressions.

For these people, today's mission was considered relatively simple.

Blowing up a power plant in a small country, how difficult could it be for them?

The Captain didn't care about the team members' attitude; after all, even he himself thought this was an easy job.

After checking the time, the several small teams broke into pieces and pounced toward the patrol squads.

In their eyes, these patrol squads were all very easy to deal with.

Especially this Captain, who knows if it was because he was skilled and bold or what, he rushed directly at a three-man patrol squad alone.

Relying on his speed advantage, he prepared to knock out the patrol members before him directly.

But when the gun butt smashed onto the patrol member's neck, the Captain was dumbfounded on the spot.

These patrol members did not pass out directly like ordinary people; instead, they turned their heads, scratched their necks, and said with indifferent expressions, "What the hell was that noise?"

The Captain was suddenly shocked and pale, for he knew he had taken out his fair share of hidden sentries.

An ordinary person would have ended up with at least a concussion after taking a hit like that from him.

Yet the patrol member before him only swayed their body and was completely fine.

What an incredibly formidable physical constitution this must be.

The patrolling Imp Slave also discovered the attacker, frowned, and said, "Where did this rat come from? You're courting death."

As they spoke, they turned the muzzle directly and rewarded the Captain with a blast from a Shotgun.

Unlike the Troll Tribe brothers who were proficient in marksmanship, Imp Slaves had always been thick-skinned and sturdy, making this kind of high-power, close-range Shotgun the most suitable weapon for them.

Before the Captain could even dodge, they were hit solidly by the buckshot.

The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

However, this Captain was clearly no ordinary person; after taking a Shotgun blast head-on, they actually stood up very quickly.

Although the clothes on their chest were blasted to shreds, the bullets were only embedded in their skin.

After a ripple of their solid muscles, the bullets were squeezed out.

Seeing this scene, the Imp Slave's interest suddenly surged, and they shouted to the other two, "You two go sound the alarm, leave this guy to me."

The other two Imp Slaves cursed and swore, turned around to sound the alarm, and left the Captain to the Imp Slave.

The bald Imp Slave chuckled and said while clenching their fists, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a sturdy guy; I'm sure they can play with me for a long time."

After finishing, the bald Imp Slave let out a howl and charged toward the Captain.

The Captain immediately frowned; clearly, the toughness of this patrolling bald Imp exceeded their expectations.

However, as an Enhanced Human, and one of the most excellent Enhanced Humans at that, they naturally did not fear a direct confrontation.

With a low growl, they collided directly with the bald Imp.

But in terms of strength, this Captain was clearly no match for the Imp Slave.

They instantly fell into a disadvantage during the test of strength.

"How is this possible?" the Captain looked at the bald Imp in surprise and said with a shocked face.

The bald one gave a ferocious grin, and their shiny bald head smashed directly toward the Captain's cheek.

The Captain suffered a setback here with the Imp Slave, and the situation for the remaining team members was no better.

Misjudging the strength of these patrolling Imp Slaves led to a very miserable outcome.

After the sound of gunfire rang out, a series of roars followed.

In less than three minutes, everything returned to silence.

(End of this chapter)