The briefcase was slowly opened by Zhang Beixing.
At the sa ti, as Zhang Beixing unzipped the briefcase, Sim's gaze gradually turned to despair.
Bit by bit, the light in his eyes dimd.
Once Zhang Beixing finished looking through the contents of the briefcase, for him, it would be no different than having been sentenced to death directly.
Within the organization, keeping experintal data and results confidential has always carried great importance.
If anyone dares to leak confidential information from within the organization, regardless of your identity or the reason behind the leak, the organization's leadership won't care about you.
If the information gets leaked, the only outco awaiting you is death.
Nothing else will be possible.
For Sim, the hand of Zhang Beixing slowly pulling the zipper felt like a guillotine blade descending on the execution platform.
Slowly cutting towards his neck.
Zhang Beixing didn't pay attention to this guy's current facial expression; he didn't care at all.
There might be a chance that these pilots could survive; if Zhang Beixing agreed to it, he could surely manage it.
Zhang Beixing wouldn't take the initiative to kill him again.
But if they were unlucky and got killed before being escorted back to Great Xia, that would be their own bad luck and had nothing to do with Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing hadn't promised to protect them.
He took so paper docunts out from the briefcase and flipped through them briefly.
Hmm, indeed nothing new.
He had already seen this content on the computer of that guy swimming in the villa; nothing interesting, nothing new.
Apart from these paper docunts, there were also several encrypted USB drives in the briefcase.
Zhang Beixing gladly accepted them, of course.
Compared to paper docunts, USB drives are a bit more convenient.
Previously in the villa, recording the computer with a mobile phone screen was still not as direct as using a USB drive.
As for encryption.
Zhang Beixing really didn't believe that after taking this thing back to the country, no one could crack it?
After keeping things properly, Zhang Beixing casually placed the briefcase beside him, and then looked amusedly at the person in front who had no hope left for their future.
"Speak, you're the second division I've dismantled. Now I'm giving you a chance to decide which division to dismantle next, offering you the last opportunity to dictate others' life and death."
Zhang Beixing said generously.
After all, when people are about to die, their words are usually vicious.
Who would refuse to drag soone or a group of people down with them before they die?
This temptation is rather significant.
Watching Sim's originally numb face gradually regain a bit of vitality in his pupils,
Zhang Beixing couldn't help but laugh from the heart.
Indeed, this is human nature.
In the face of their own life and death, what difference do others' lives and deaths make?
If these guys had such noble consciences, how would they have beco high-ranking mbers of such a Grey Organization?
Sim was really thinking very seriously.
After pondering for a long ti, he gritted his teeth and said, "I want those guys in the De Kingdom division to be buried with !"
"Their experintal data is much more than Lanbo's side and offers you a better deal!"
Sim said with gritted teeth, the anger in his eyes barely concealed.
It was obvious that sothing had angered him; he must have suffered quite a lot from the De Kingdom division before.
Zhang Beixing nodded, "Very well, I accept your proposal."
After saying that, Sim felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes.
Not knowing what happened, he just felt that the next mont, his head beca light.
And then, there was nothing.
When his head fell inside the cabin, the light in his eyes gradually and swiftly darkened, ultimately leaving a dead expression.
Zhang Beixing had originally wanted to kick this head flying with a casual kick.
After thinking about it, he decided otherwise and refrained.
Below was a residential area, and if this thing were to fall in front of a child and scare them into a lifelong psychological shadow, it wouldn't be good.
With a casual kick into a corner, Zhang Beixing did not care any further.
Soon, the helicopter landed.
He chose a tall building, not caring whether anyone recognized which company the helicopter belonged to, directly landing on it.
Another helicopter was on a nearby tall building, gazing across. Zhang Beixing could even see the trembling people inside the opposite helicopter's cabin.
After getting off the plane, Zhang Beixing called Xu Feng.
"What? You still need half an hour to clean up over there?"
"Xu Feng, I'm not saying, but your efficiency really needs to be improved."
"I'm currently thinking that from the next target country, I'm going to start calculating KPIs for you. If you complete it within the stipulated ti or less, I'll give you a bonus, but if you can't complete it, I'll penalize you severely!"
"..."
After speaking, Zhang Beixing hung up the phone, ignoring Xu Feng's thoughts of wanting to defend himself.
On Xu Feng's side, looking at the communication device where the green light representing Zhang Beixing's microphone disappeared,
Xu Feng could only smile wryly.
The higher the rank, the greater the pressure.
Not to ntion, Zhang Beixing's rank is more than just one level above his.
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