The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 379 I called for reinforcements, so you guys should call for more too, don't be upset if you lose!

"Rumble--"

Two camouflaged off-road vehicles with their hazard lights flashing drove out of the ceramics factory and headed towards Meijia Village, a village with a low population density, along the reported route. They were preparing to take the Shichuan River route to Xiqi and then back to the Xinxing Agricultural Academy.

After the clearing vehicles set off, a series of dark green Dongfeng troop carriers with their canvas curtains lowered followed behind.

The convoy remained silent, while drones followed overhead, providing illumination and inspecting the surrounding forest area.

"Hello? Is this Butler Lin? Yes, drive directly to the vicinity of the school. I'm on my way. I'll need two big hammers in a bit."

"Hey, Fat Cat? Go ask the takin if it's dead or not. If it's not, come to the school and fight it out, or don't blame Master Fuli for eating beef sashimi afterwards."

"Have Lao Niu bring some capable fighters over. We don't know how many people are on the other side yet, but we're certain they have firearms."

"Stop sucking on the giant salamander's tumor, parasite. Take a Didi to the Emerging Agricultural Academy and we're going to chop people up."

Sitting in the troop carrier, Master Fuli took out his phone and started calling for reinforcements, summoning all the spirit beasts he knew that were capable of fighting to come and lend a hand.

Although An Sheng had limited contact with the Security Bureau.

However, during this brief time together, An Sheng learned some things about the spiritual particle academia.

When two parties agree to a fight, they usually choose a secluded place to begin their attack.

Generally speaking, when two parties agree to fight, they do not intentionally interfere with the normal order and operation of society; this is a tacit understanding.

Beneath this tacit understanding, security personnel handle issues related to spirit particles and spies from enemy countries.

If this tacit understanding is not followed, then the next person to appear will be a guy in camouflage, holding a walkie-talkie, demanding local cooperation and asking for coordinates.

The dragon-human bio-armor is fantastical.

But even the most powerful and yang gunpowder can produce a thunderous sound on dry land. The merits of the Bodhisattva Namo Gatling are perfect, enough to fire 450,000 shots per minute.

"Go and tell Bianchi to bring more spies, so we won't say we're bullying them," Li Wenkang said with a teasing look, looking at the red-haired, blue-eyed woman in a business dress getting into a car outside the ceramics factory.

Adele's lips twitched slightly, and she remained silent.

She was the secretary to the minister in Chang'an. Regarding the Timberwolves organization, after the incident, the motherland notified their consulate to negotiate with the security bureau and try to resolve the matter peacefully.

In many instances, besides clandestine spies, there are also those operating openly. Some communications that are inconvenient to communicate by phone or to establish a certain tacit understanding are conveyed through these open spies.

Adele is the secretary, and also the agent for tonight.

"Professor Li is joking. I'm just a secretary here to clean up messes. How could I possibly interfere with the actions of other departments? Besides, the Timberwolves are not a multinational organization that we can control." After a moment of speechlessness, Adele realized that Li Wenkang was mocking their thieving behavior, but she had no choice but to say something that everyone knew was nonsense.

The Timberwolves organization is a comprehensive spiritual particle research institute established by its members across the continent of Europe.

Within the organization, the real power does not lie with Adele and the country behind her, but rather with the darker side, as their own members have been arrested.

The ones who should be standing here getting scolded are the envoys or secretaries from the three countries, but they're just unlucky. They're all thieves, but one of their own members got caught red-handed. In order to redeem him or settle the matter, Adele has no choice but to step forward and obediently stand here as punishment.

"Why don't you make a phone call? Who knows, maybe your Father Bianchi is really that brave?" Li Wenkang said with a grin, continuing to tease Adele.

Although Bianchi is Italian, he currently plays for the Minnesota Timberwolves.

Adele has absolutely no control over Bianchi, and may not even know who Bianchi is.

“Professor Li is joking,” Adele said.

…………

"Wow! Old Bee, you really dare to go? Knowing they've set up an ambush there."

A blonde, blue-eyed girl peeked out from behind the door, her face filled with amazement and wonder, looking into the church where people sat neatly on the pews, praying.

The man the girl by the door, whom they called Old Man, stood on the platform holding a Bible and was praying.

He was not tall, about 1.78 meters, and wore a priest's robe with naturally curly red hair.

“Mereditch.” “I’m not dead yet, it’s not your place to take over here.”

Upon seeing the girl peeking out from the side, feigning surprise as she looked at him, Bianchi immediately stated her surname and retorted in a deep voice.

"I'm a student with a student ID. How could I possibly get involved in your adult squabbles? I just heard that the Security Bureau is looking for you all over the world, so I came here specifically to check on you."

Fina Meredich chuckled and stood on tiptoe to peer into the shadow of the statue behind Bianchi.

Bianchi has been exposed.

But this is not a big deal.

However, his excavation of the Xia Kingdom's ruins and the theft of the Spirit Particle Era documents inside enraged the Security Bureau.

Adding to the "Superpower Forum Incident," old and new grudges piled up together.

If Bianchi dares to show his face, the Security Bureau will sweep him and the land away in no time.

Fina didn't care what Bianchi's fate was. He would either be beaten to death by the security bureau, or he might obtain some top-secret file and use it to blackmail the Timberwolves' management, forcing them to risk everything to save him.

Fina's purpose in coming here was simply to see if she could make a copy of the documents from the ceramics factory ruins.

But seeing Bianchi's face, which smelled even worse than a septic tank, Fina knew that she might have come for nothing.

Although the country behind her is also an official member of the Timberwolves, she does not come from the Timberwolves, but from a small circle organization within her home country, which is somewhat similar to the Longevity Club, but not as powerful.

Fina looked thoughtful and asked Bianchi, "Since you're about to send it anyway, could you please open the door and make a copy of the document from the cloud for me, since I'm so cute?"

"I won't take yours for nothing. I can be merciful and allow you to kiss my feet, you noble lady milk cake!"

Go eat shit!

Bianchi glanced at her, cursed, straightened his priest's robe, and quickly began to pray, hoping that God would forgive his rudeness.

After finishing the prayer.

Bianchi looked at the followers and said:
"We have twenty minutes now."

"Success brings endless wealth and honor, and immortality is not an unattainable fantasy!"

"Even if we lose on the battlefield, as long as you can escort me to safety and let me escape with the documents, I can bail you out. Don't be afraid, espionage is not a serious crime."

Bianchi began preaching and recounting his plan to seize power.

“Pfft——”

Fina spat at Bianchi's retreating figure, her dissatisfaction with the old charlatan growing stronger.

She's wearing white stockings today, the white stockings of a noblewoman.

In the past, commoners would never have the chance to kiss; even a glance at it would result in their eyes being gouged out.

This guy actually humiliated me like that.
If she weren't already outmatched, she would have flung her white silk stockings at his face and started a duel for honor.

"If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. You stingy person."

"You're saying I won't take it if you don't give it to me?" Fina said with a playful smile, her hands behind her back, as she strode towards the outside of the secret church.

“Miss, you’ve already told Bianchi that how can you call it robbery when it comes to the nobleman’s business? We requisitioned it, and we’ll just return it to him after we’re done.”

The old butler, who was hiding behind the door, smiled and followed behind his young mistress, speaking slowly and deliberately to correct her inappropriate choice of words.

"The words are too elegant and have no offensive power."

"Just rob him. If I rob him, I'm being lenient. If it were someone with a grudge, I would have run him over with my car and then run him over!"

Fina got into the car and spoke loudly, telling the old housekeeper to be more trendy and stop acting like an old relic.

(End of this chapter)