Chapter 232: My Name is Frenzy (Please Subscribe)

In Rio de Janeiro, the former capital of Brazil, inside a luxury villa near Ipanema Beach in the South Zone, the villa's owner—Sergio Rivera—was lying under a parasol by the swimming pool, seemingly enjoying a leisurely sunbath.

Unfortunately, the gloom on his face betrayed his current mood.

"This is trouble..."

Downing half a glass of high-end red wine produced in his own country, Rivera tried his best to conceal the agitation in his heart, but the trembling arm holding the wine glass left his inner anxiety exposed beyond doubt.

As the president of Nebrina Trading Import and Export Company, one of the few military trade import and export firms in Brazil, Rivera did not come from a military background, but his ancestors had always held deep connections within the military; this was the reason he was able to enter Nebrina and then rise straight to the top to become the president of this Brazilian military trade import and export company.

When it comes to military trade imports and exports, various temptations are inevitable.

In fact, although governments of all countries are cracking down hard on bribery in business, military trade is no exception.

Even in European countries where this is most strictly enforced, arms dealers—especially those from the British and French—would stop at nothing to bribe their way to snatching more orders from the United States.

The "Al-Yamamah arms contract" reached between the British and Saudi Arabia in 1985, a military purchase known as the "deal of the century," was worth 66 billion US dollars and remains the largest arms deal in the world to this day. In this purchase, British arms dealers gifted the Saudi side a total of 68 luxury cars, 2 yachts, 4 business jets, and countless other valuables, with the total bribery funds exceeding eight billion US dollars; one can see the tip of the iceberg from this.

The profits in military trade are substantial, and as the president of Nebrina Trading Import and Export Company, Rivera naturally had not skimmed little off the top in his daily life.

Although he had always been careful to remain hidden, as the saying goes, if you walk by the river often enough, how can you not get your shoes wet?

Rivera tragically proved this point; about half a year ago, a phone call reached him, and the man who used a voice changer easily pointed out the several hidden accounts he had opened in foreign banks, as well as some real estate and properties he had purchased in other countries.

With his fatal leverage held by the other party, Rivera lacked the courage to confess his crimes to the Brazilian government to seek lenient treatment.

As a result, he had been forced to do many things for that person ever since.

Procuring a valuable batch of arms from the United States for him, purchasing various supplies for him...

At first, Rivera was very resistant and unwilling in his heart.

However, apart from the initial arms procurement, the other party never made things difficult for him, only giving him tasks to procure supplies that could be bought on the market.

Moreover, the other party was very generous; not only were the procurement funds calculated separately, but they would always leave him enough profit to be well-fed and satisfied every time. For instance, the villa he was currently staying in was transferred to him by the other party, though nominally the owner of the villa was a Greek businessman named "Helios."

After a few times, although Rivera still had not given up on investigating the other party's identity, the resistance in his heart had already vanished.

Because the other party was always generous and the tasks given were not difficult, he was happy to work for them.

However, his good luck had clearly run out a week ago.

Regarding that arms procurement from the United States half a year ago, although Rivera had dispatched his own trusted aides and did not directly contact the larger American arms dealers, he had instead made contact with an American military trade enterprise named "N&J."

But this transaction was exposed not long ago; it seemed the mastermind who threatened him into procuring these arms had used it to do something detrimental to the interests of the United States, and N&J was consequently targeted by the FBI, which eventually led the US side to target Nebrina Trading Import and Export Company.

As one of the few quasi-allies of the United States in South America, the Brazilian government began investigating Nebrina Trading Import and Export Company after pressure from the United States.

And as the company president, although he had not yet been suspected, he heard that several of his trusted aides had already been investigated by the Federal Prosecutor's Office.

All these things combined gave Rivera a very ominous feeling; he knew that if he let the government continue its investigation, it was only a matter of time before he was exposed.

"What should I do?"

Rivera sat with a gloomy face, drinking his sorrows away alone; he had come to this villa today avoiding everyone, intending to invite a friend of his at the Federal Court to come over and ask about the situation.

Who would have thought that after he arrived, the other party only called him to say they couldn't help him, and were not even willing to come out to meet him.

This attitude immediately made Rivera realize something was wrong; he knew he had likely already been exposed.

Just as he was feeling agitated, a loud crash of a heavy object falling suddenly came from the pool beside him.

Subsequently, a wave of water as high as a person splashed violently from the swimming pool, instantly soaking Rivera, who was unable to dodge in time, completely.

"Huh..."

Wiping the water from his face, Rivera climbed up from the lounge chair in astonishment and turned to look at the pool where ripples were still echoing.

"A meteorite?"

Subconsciously looking up at the sky, the sky over Rio de Janeiro today was clear and cloudless; let alone a shooting star, he couldn't even see a bird.

He couldn't help but walk toward the pool, just about to jump in to see what exactly had fallen into his villa's pool.

Suddenly, Rivera saw with horror that a strange electric light was flickering in the pool in front of him.

Already soaked by the pool water, he hurriedly retreated a few steps, and once he stood still, his face was filled with fear and panic.

A bulky and terrifying mechanical warrior gradually revealed its chassis amidst the electric light.

When Rivera looked over in terror, he happened to lock eyes with the pair of electronic eyes on its ferocious head.

In an instant, he saw a set of information from the other party's gaze.

Found you!

The mechanical warrior soon made a move; it walked up from the pool unhurriedly, came straight to Rivera, who was already too terrified to move, crouched down halfway to look down at him, and suddenly revealed a smile on its face—ferocious and cold.

"... So, Rivera... do you have anything else to say? The supplies I wanted have been interrupted for a week; you owe me an explanation..."

This familiar electronic voice instantly filled Rivera with even more terror; he pointed a trembling finger at the mechanical warrior and asked in fear: "You... it's you, the person who has been contacting me is you... no, who exactly are you..."

Seeming very satisfied with his fear, the mechanical warrior grinned, making his already somewhat ferocious face look three parts more terrifying.

He only heard it slowly say to Rivera in its unique electronic voice: "... My name is Frenzy, a Mechanical Life from the planet Cybertron... and I have never admitted that my identity is human. So, Rivera... do you have anything else to say now?"