The combat command center of the Jiangnan region has suddenly increased its garrison forces in recent days, especially near Zhu Zheng's office, where not even a mosquito can fly in.

All irrelevant personnel were ordered not to enter the office, and only a few confidants such as Lan Xincheng were allowed to enter and exit.

Li Lingxue has been coming here quite frequently these days, carrying communications equipment of all sizes when she goes in and out.

Inside the office.

Zhu Zheng looked seriously at the huge electronic screen in front of him. On it was a three-dimensional map. Ten blue dots representing the members of the God Team were flashing continuously.

Not far from the God Squad in the picture, there was a diamond-shaped sign emitting red light that was moving rapidly, and then stopped about ten kilometers away from the God Squad.

At this moment, Li Lingxue took off her headphones and let out a long sigh: "Zhu Shuai, there is a result."

When Zhu Zheng heard this, excitement flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and asked, "How is it? What did she say?"

Li Lingxue tapped on the keyboard, staring at the data on the screen in front of her, and said softly: "According to the information from the receiver on Bai Gui, the war model calculated that Erlang Shen's current ability index is around 10.00."

Zhu Zheng's breathing became rapid, and he immediately asked: "What is the accuracy of this numerical result?"

"More than 90 percent."

Li Lingxue didn't even raise her eyelids as she continued to integrate the data, her fingers tapping rapidly on the keys: "I have recorded every combat video of his missions in the past year, and combining them together can produce a more accurate result."

"And this growth curve is more in line with the normal progress of mutants. His talent is limited, but with the help of Deng's technology, it is normal for him to be a little faster."

Zhu Zheng was pacing back and forth in the office. His face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and there was still a trace of deep fear in his eyes.

Although the current intelligence showed that everything was under control, Zhu Zheng was still worried whether Deng Shentong was hiding some unknown tricks.

However, the result obtained by Li Lingxue after precise calculations was like a tempting delicacy in front of him, making Zhu Zheng's already restless heart even more itchy.

You know, he is now in his twilight years and his life is about to come to an end. If he misses this opportunity, he may never be able to turn things around.

And this may very well be his only chance to completely bring down the Deng family in one fell swoop!

Thinking of this, Zhu Zheng suddenly stopped pacing back and forth, as if he had made some kind of decision.

He turned around slowly, staring hesitantly at the huge electronic screen hanging on the wall, which clearly displayed a detailed strategic map.

Zhu Zheng's mind was rapidly running through various possible situations and response strategies.

This operation must succeed and not fail. There is absolutely no room for any mistakes!

Zhu Zheng turned his head suddenly and looked at Li Lingxue who was sitting at the desk. He asked, "Have you communicated with Zhu Yu? How confident is she about this battle?"

Hearing this, Li Lingxue, who was originally focused on data analysis, raised her head, raised her eyes slightly, raised her lifeless eyebrows and responded:

"Zhu Shuai, don't take Zhu Yu's words too seriously. After all, she is just a child who has not experienced the world."

After a short pause, Li Lingxue continued, "Of course, from the analysis of the war model we constructed, even if Erlang Shen had been prepared, Zhu Yu's chances of winning are still much higher than his."

"She is a clone of Yuan Kongye. With the same strength level, it is impossible for an alien to defeat her."

The special feature of this ability is that it can use countless types of abilities to fight at the same time.

This means that on a fierce battlefield, Zhu Yu can switch and combine various types of superpowers at will, thus creating infinite and unpredictable means of attack.

Generally speaking, it is widely believed that there is a theory that superpowers restrain each other.

However, to Zhu Yu, such a theory is just like a worthless piece of waste paper.

Faced with such a powerful and unique ability, the enemy is often helpless in the face of Zhu Yu's overwhelming attacks and is ultimately completely defeated.

At the end, Li Lingxue couldn't help but shake her head slightly, with a look of regret and helplessness on her face, as if she was lamenting the fickleness of fate.

If Yuan Kongye had not been assassinated when he just got promoted, who knows what achievements he would have made now?

There was silence in the office for a moment. Zhu Zheng seemed to have finally made up his mind and called Lan Xincheng in.

"Notify the guards and prepare for action."

Zhu Zheng took a deep breath and issued an order, "Make sure this mission is a success and never let the Deng family have a chance to turn things around!"

Lan Xincheng took the order and left.

……

Deng Garden was still quiet and peaceful, as if everything happening in the outside world had nothing to do with the people here.

In fact, the Deng family has few direct descendants, and Deng Shentong is the only one.

Only some relatives and women, as well as some children who were no more than five or six years old, lived in the huge courtyard.

If it weren't for this reason, the lucrative business of Yuan Mine would not have been managed by Deng Hulin's distant relatives.

The reason why no one dared to covet their family business in the past was because there was a genius like Deng Shentong in charge, and no one dared to bring bad luck to Ipsilon.

But what if Deng Shentong is gone?

Deng's Technology, the Deng family's connections and the wealth accumulated from generation to generation, such a huge fortune, is simply fat meat that everyone is jealous of!

Deng Yuanbo is old and there is no other outstanding person in the Deng family. In Zhu Zheng's eyes, this wealth is like a cooked duck.

A number of black off-road vehicles soon stopped at the gate of Deng Garden.

The car door opened, and a group of fully armed soldiers quickly got out of the car and surrounded the entire Deng Garden.

The gate of Deng Garden was closed and there was no one in front of the gate, not even a guard.

The families and servants seemed to realize that a storm was coming, and they all huddled in their rooms and refused to come out.

Deng Yuanbo was the most well-informed person. He must have received the news long ago, but he did not take the opportunity to escape. Instead, he leaned back in the rocking chair in the study without any hesitation.

The housekeeper didn't show much panic on his face, he just reported calmly: "They are coming."

Deng Yuanbo had a peaceful smile on his old face, and seemed unaware of the impending crisis.

He turned sideways and teased the black crow in the golden cage beside him with interest.

"You're here, so be it. You're a guest!"

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