When Oliogis mentioned Bierkhov, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become a little more stern.

The man named "Black Shark" said lightly: "Go back to Your Highness, Bielhof is now... trapped beasts are still fighting."

The trapped beasts are still fighting!

A smile appeared on Oliogis' mouth, and there was a clear cruelty in it: "Very good, is he struggling dyingly? In such a big network, I see how long this King of Information can still struggle. Haha, I will slowly waste him to death, and then... to death the entire dark world."

To waste the entire dark world and then let hell be the dominant one?

I don’t know how he can achieve this goal in this severely damaged state!

The black shark lowered his head slightly, his voice hoarse, and said, "At the current consumption rate, Bierkhov should be able to support more than 48 hours..."

After hearing this, Oliogis seemed to feel a little surprised, and his eyes became even colder: "Oh? Can he handle it so much? Could it be that the pressure you put on him is not too great?"

"It's not that the pressure is not too great, but..." Black Shark said: "This King of Intelligence is very cautious. He came to South America this time and brought a lot of people. Although he was trapped, we still need to pay some price to completely consume his combat power."

"Cherishing life" is Bielhof's usual characteristic. Otherwise, how could he, a person who has almost no skill in his body, be free for so long in the dark world where force is respected?

"Haha, in South America, who can compare the 'price' with me?" Oliogis sneered sarcastically: "He is far from Erhoff!"

This shows strong confidence in the inside and outside. Perhaps South America is Oliogis's base camp. He has worked hard here for many years. Except for Oliogis himself, perhaps no one knows how many trump cards he has hidden in this land!

Oliogis is not the kind of blindly optimistic guy who can stand at such a high position in hell.

Black Shark nodded, his eyes were filled with solemnity, and his voice was even more cold: "Yes, if you want to reach into hell, you have to pay the price of your life."

Put your hand into hell?

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That's right, this time, Bielhoff was smart but was mistaken for intelligence.

As the well-deserved "King of Intelligence" in the dark world, he has extremely strong enthusiasm for spying on intelligence or secrets, and hell has undoubtedly become his most interested target, no doubt.

His interest in hell and even his position as a dark world has nothing to do with it, but is more due to Bierkhov's own "habits".

The King of Information wanted to uncover the mystery of hell and to reach into this organization to stir up the wind and rain.

Just imagine, if... it would be too exciting if... could make a general-level expert become his own inner supporter!

Therefore, in order to penetrate into hell, Bielhof devoted great energy, and often he personally made arrangements. His hard work pays off. This hell, which looks very strict and mysterious, finally made him pry a small gap!

Although it was just a very inconspicuous little hole, it was enough for Beerhoff to stuff someone in!

No, to be precise, his men instigated a lieutenant colonel in hell.

Although this level is not particularly high,

It is only two levels away from the general, and it is already a miracle that Bierkhov can do this.

Of course, this intelligence king used his usual infiltration method, and directly promoted friendship with the military advisor to Gatu Sora, the commander-in-chief of the Hell Legion, was another matter.

However, if you compare the two, it seems... it seems that the military advisor is too clever and the effect is obviously faster and better.

The most important thing is... the price Bierkhov paid was a bit too high - the King of Intelligence directly sent himself in.

The lieutenant colonel he instigated was quite capable, and he accurately touched Oliogis's hometown... that is, Lemoria's base camp.

This process was actually quite difficult, but the result made Bierkhov overjoyed. He liked to stimulate him and devoted more energy to it, trying to explore the secrets of hell more deeply... He even achieved considerable results.

However, what a person Oliogis is, and he has so many capable subordinates around him. Bielhov's frequent investigation of hell finally attracted their attention.

So, the rest was very simple - after a very beautiful plan, Bielhof fell into the trap and was successfully led to South America, falling into the current dilemma!

Oliogis pondered for a while before saying, "Forty-eight hours, two days and two nights, it's a bit long, and I don't want to wait that long."

There was a stronger chill in his voice.

Black Shark said: "Your Highness, then we can only put more pressure on Erhof."

"Look at what officers above the major general level are in America, South and North America recently. If there is one, let them provide support immediately." Oliogis said: "If not, forget it, there is no need to transfer people from Europe."

In fact, before the critical moment, this highness did not want to consume his trump card in South America, but instead just wanted to use the combat power that Hell itself possessed as much as possible.

"Okay, please rest assured, I will check the travel records of the General-level Hell officer immediately."

After Black Shark finished speaking, he left gently without a trace of footsteps.

Oliogis shook his head gently, and the eyes behind the shadow became extremely sharp: "If Bielhof dies, it will undoubtedly be like cutting off one of the arm of the dark world. People like him shouldn't choose to cooperate with me, right?"

I asked this, but no one could give Oliogis the answer.

The corners of the latter's lips raised slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

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After a long sleep, Su Rui felt that his mental state had improved a lot and he felt uncomfortable everywhere. Of course, it was mainly because of such a large amount of money, which was definitely considered a person's spirits were refreshed when he was happy.

He didn't know that Bierkhov was in trouble, so after cleaning up, he borrowed a car from Miligan Glory and headed to the location of the Fitzcrollo family.

Well, Su Rui is going to see the female comrade who almost implicated herself in the rockets.

At this time, Gris was lying on the hospital bed, and the soles of her feet had just changed. She had been suffocated in the past two days. Her feet could not touch the ground, and going to the bathroom was a problem. She could only look at the garden outside through the window to relieve her boredom.

Several of her older brothers and sisters stood in a circle around the hospital bed, and Garbos, who had just returned home recently, also came.

"I said, you really don't have to come to see me. I'm very healthy, my feet are scratched by the glass." Gris smiled self-deprecatingly: "I can only lie down for ten days and half a month, and... I'm not brain-related, I can handle family affairs even in the hospital bed."

Now, the relationship between the brother and sister is a little bit subtle... Fitzcrole is extremely fond of his youngest daughter and even wants to hand over most of the family business to Gris to inherit, so that a youngest daughter can be the helm of this energy giant ship. Many people will indeed show great concerns about this.

Of course, Gris's brother and sister may not be convinced in his heart. The assassination of the bazooka was definitely inseparable from the dispute over this property.

"Gliss, you should recover from your injuries. Don't worry too much about family affairs."

"And now the situation of the presidential election is very clear, so you can rest with confidence."

Several older brothers and sisters said.

Garbos stood quietly aside without saying a word. He was a little alienated from these brothers and sisters, and at this moment he could not get into such a "vague and sarcastic" atmosphere.

In fact, he had obviously cooperated with Fayette before. Fayette was hit so hard that it also proved that Garbos was taking the wrong direction.

However, judging from his current status in the family, it is difficult to achieve the final chance of winning without taking a different approach.

No one knew what thoughts Garbos was in his heart at this moment, and even Gris couldn't see through this brother at all.

"Actually, I've been thinking about a question." At this time, Gris' sister Moranda said: "Gris, will you be a little too impulsive when you combine with the sun god Apollo?"

Obviously, after that night, almost everyone thought Su Rui was Gris' boyfriend.

Gris smiled softly: "My good sister, we are united because of love, not because of passion."

This seems to be saying the opposite.

No, no, in fact, they have never had any super friendly relationships.

"I hope you have a child sooner." Moranda said with a smile.

I don’t know if this sentence means insincerely.

In this family, many people want to see Gris get married and have children, and similarly, many people want to see her jokes.

And this Moranda may be a character in between.

"I'll try to make my son-gong more powerful." Gris shrugged.

"However, my good sister, you should know Apollo's background and his identity in China, right?" Moranda shook his head: "Apollo made great contributions to the completion of the Port of Bartomeu, but this has had a huge blow to our family's energy operation. My father is very dissatisfied with this."

This does not sound like a provocation, but is indeed considering the issue from the standpoint of the entire family.

A trace of light flashed in Gris' eyes: "Oh? My good sister, do you think I shouldn't be with Apollo?"

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Chapter completed!