The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 483 - 402

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Chapter 483: Chapter 402

Rong Zhi rubbed her soft hair top and asked, "Did the International Federation give any results?" š—³šš›ššŽššŽš˜„š•–š•“š•Ÿš• ššŸššŽš•.š—°š• š¦

Fu Yaoyao stood up, brushed the stray hair behind her ears, and snorted coldly, "No, they said that only if we capture Xu Chu, they will respect our demands."

In other words, without the behind-the-scenes boss of the S Research Institute, everything else is non-negotiable.

Rong Zhi nearly let out a sarcastic laugh. She leaned her head back slightly, her brows and eyes filled with a frosty chill.

Truly, a cunning old fox.

She flexed her wrist, dismantled the dagger assembled from the wristband on her waist once more, and with her pale slender fingers, rapidly assembled it with movements barely visible. Five seconds later, a silver pistol lay quietly in her palm.

The sleek gun body reflected silver light under the sunshine. She lazily pulled the smart glasses perched on her head down to her nose and aimed the pistol at a certain point in the sky, pulling the trigger directly.

"Gah—"

A strange cry sounded from high above, and suddenly, a black unidentified object plummeted rapidly towards their location!

Rong Zhi quickly leaped backward several steps to retreat, with Fu Yaoyao swiftly following to dart sideways.

Bam!

The heavy object fell, stirring up a large area of dust, with sand forming into a mist spreading around. Fu Yaoyao pursed her lips disdainfully; fortunately, she wore a mask, otherwise inhaling this dust would be unbearable.

As the dust settled, the object at the center finally revealed its true form.

It was a cybernetic eagle, its wings and neck, including the head part, were all mechanical, lying feebly on the ground, weakly twitching its body, making bizarre sounds with its mouth.

Fu Yaoyao rubbed her ears, "I thought it was a duck just now, turns out it’s an eagle."

Rong Zhi tightly knitted her brows, scrutinizing the cybernetic eagle before suddenly grabbing Fu Yaoyao’s arm and quickly retreating.

Just as she exited the safe distance from the eagle, a piercing explosion sound and an overwhelming gust of wind spread around with the speed of a hundred-meter sprint!

The smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Rong Zhi slightly pursed her lips and sneered.

Fu Yaoyao squatted down and coughed, eyes filled with gloom, "Damn it, the flying monitor even has a self-destruct program. That trash research institute dares to be any more shameless?"

It turns out that what Rong Zhi shot down was not an ordinary cybernetic eagle, but a flying monitor released by the S Research Institute, detecting the presence of enemies to specifically gather intelligence.

By shooting down the flying monitor, it also indicated that the opponents had already detected her existence, even using the explosive demolition of the flying monitor as a warning and threat.

Rong Zhi’s gaze infused with icy calm, she tapped her smart glasses to connect with others.

"I just heard the explosion, are you guys okay?" Jing Ji’s voice was anxious; he was now leading the other ten members of Qianji Pavilion to install the latest technology weaponry around the S Research Institute.

Once the installation is complete, even if the S Research Institute has extraordinary abilities, this time it must be destroyed in the Danadan Desert.

Rong Zhi’s voice was calm, "It’s fine, how is it there?"

"Three more left," Jing Ji’s gaze swept around, accurately reporting the data, "Probably need an hour, after one hour I’ll meet up with you."

"Mm."

Above in the sky, white clouds drift calmly, the ground temperature scorching the heart, Rong Zhi’s fingertips curled, touching her palm, her hands cold.

-

Deep inside the Danadan Desert, within the S Research Institute.

A middle-aged man in a pure white suit looked gentle and spoke in a soft and warm tone, which if one overlooked the chilling orders spewing from his mouth, he could entirely be considered a philanthropist in people’s eyes.

"...Lead them into the dense forest, where the mechanical constructs are already ambushed, after so many years of research, it’s finally time to test the results..."

Xu Chu spoke slowly, his hand constantly caressing the dragon head of the walking stick, his eyes full of madness.