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The next morning, Deron Wiltonstein drove out of Wiltonstein's Second Manor early in the morning in his car.

The man sat in the back seat of the extended version of the "Holy Shield" sedan, frowned tightly.

"Don't worry about Mandivin, I was also surprised by the Firefly Media. Yes, our plan has completely failed and I can understand."

"If we eventually lose Mr. Clo Arnold, it's a pity, but what can this happen? We have a way to support another person. It may affect your Ferguson Media's business and cash flow in a short period of time, but the funding is definitely not a problem. I will mobilize 700 million gold shields within ten days to use them as an interest-free loan for you."

"Let's do this, you can release all the scandals about Rising Sun Company as soon as possible. I know that there are not many people who will pay attention to it now, but it can divert the public's attention and attack our opponents, right?"

"We are considering a method for targeting Southern Cable TV. It takes time to eliminate it on **? Damn it! This is not a satellite phone, what about your caution? Mandivin? Did the small incident make you lose your inch?"

After hanging up the phone, Deron Wiltonstein lay on the backrest with a gloomy face and fell into deep thoughts until an illusory figure appeared beside him.

Deron glanced sideways and found that this was Consulli's eldest son, the president of Wilton Stein Transportation Company, his cousin Cleo Wilton Stein.

"Do you know? News about the Atlanta Board of Education is fermenting throughout the East Coast. Nannet Drew's influence began to appear. Today, nearly 30% of the media in Amelica reprinted this news. This has also become the finger of the Civic Party's attack on the Conservative Party. It is expected that the Comptroller, Ms. Elizabeth Isolt, will attack the Education Committee and FBI on today's agenda. The Education Committee can no longer hold on, Deron."

"I know that woman is very strong, even the Deputy Secretary of State's phone number was hung up by her. She has reliance and doesn't care. But this is nothing-"

Deron Wiltonstein's voice was cold: "What I really worry about is that there are other fatal explosions hidden between Clowe Arnold and Mandivin Ferguson. Otherwise that guy would not have been so panicked."

"Your worries are correct."

Clio nodded: "My intelligence consultant told me that they not only interfered in the education subsidies for disabled children, but also intervened in the Municipal Deaf and Mute Children Charity Fund. By falsely reporting accounts, they jointly stole about 40 million gold shields from it."

"These two shits! How much did they make on the Education Board? Do you think the money is not enough? I really want to shoot them now."

Deron's face was pale, but then he gritted his teeth: "Cleo, Ferguson Media Group is very important and needs to be kept no matter what."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Apart from using force, I can't think of any other way. Although that guy Mandivin is a bastard, his judgment is correct. If he cannot suppress it at the beginning, the Ferguson Group's subsequent situation will only become more and more passive. I think the education committee should be dealt with, and Firefly Media also needs to act as soon as possible. If you can't directly attack that lady, then destroy their relaxation equipment and destroy their editorial team. There is also funds-"

Deron Wiltonstein thought, and said, "To be safe, I think 700 million yuan of funds is not enough. Yesterday I roughly learned about the financial situation of Ferguson Media Group. The situation is very bad now. In addition to the loss of up to 90 million gold shields per month, they also owed major film and television companies nearly 3.5 billion gold shields without paying. Mandivin's expansion is very fast, but his capital chain is also very tight."

"There is no problem with the funds. The difficulty is how to hide it from the old man. We cannot let him find a point of effort to intervene."

Clio agreed very simply: "I can handle this matter."

"Then it was the lucky Andre. We still underestimated him. This is no longer a problem that our family can solve."

Delong frowned: "What I want to know most now is how Firefly Media fell into his hands? Why did Lieqi Group sell this media company to him-"

But when he said this, he suddenly felt a sense and looked out of the car window. Then he saw a golden light projecting from the air in the distance.

As a level 15 magic swordsman, Deron Wiltonstein's keen eyesight immediately identified it as a bullet. Its speed was as high as eighty or even ninety Mach, making its light and shadow like a golden beam of light bombarding the car.

That must be a legendary sniper rifle-

Before this consciousness arises in his mind, Delong's source power has instinctively swelled up, and the defensive holy weapon on his body spontaneously protects his master at this moment, forming a purple-gold light shield on the side of Delong.

Just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly heard a majestic dragon roar, and Deron Wiltonstein's soul also had a brief stagnation at this moment.

The next moment, the golden magic pattern bullet penetrated the bulletproof glass of the Saint Shield sedan, penetrated the 24-level "force field shield" triggered by the defensive holy weapon, and then a blood hole was opened in his eyebrows.

When Deron's head was blown into pieces, blood spilled, and Creo Wiltonstein, who was projected by magic, couldn't help but stand there, staring at everything in front of him in a daze, and Deron's headless corpse.

A little earlier, about two kilometers away from the Saint Shield sedan. Li Mochen did not see his results. At the moment of firing, he put away the sniper rifle in his hand, and immediately used a legendary teleportation scroll to leave the sniper position he selected.

The Demon Wolf Fenrier is now the Demon Tower Committee. Dozens of legendary magic hunters must seek the target of eliminating them. He has no interest in blocking the gun for this madman.

So in the following time, Li Mochen used six different methods of separation in succession. After ensuring that the traces were not followed and discovered, he returned to the magic tower of the Death Homeland through the portal.

"How is it? Are people dead?"

It was not until this time that Li Mochen had time to care about the life and death of the target person.

"Drunk, boss. You escaped in time. Less than five seconds after you left, the Magic Tower Committee blocked the neighborhood."

Lind Emers couldn't help but exclaim: "I have to admit that boss's sniping technique is simply a miracle in the world."

Anthony Braden also looked at Li Mochen with shocked eyes.

It was not for the latter's sniping technique, but the guy's wrist showed. He was so cruel and ruthless.
Chapter completed!