Greatest Son-in-law

Chapter 61: Secret Technology Number

Victory had been grasped by Theo, Andrew who had been decisively defeated was forcefully brought into unconsciousness. Riding in a helicopter made by Weapon Eagle, Scorpion group under Theo left the arena that has been decorated with hundreds of criminal corpses that are in the protection of Andrew.

By order of the president, Marseal Leo was asked to clean up all the mess. And grant Theo's demand to free the restrained Scorpion.

On the other hand, there was a man watching the arena from a hidden place. He was dressed all in the dark and moved soundlessly like a professional Assassin/killer. With his sunglasses and face covered in a mask and robe, he stared at the helicopter carrying Andrew's body away.

Shortly after that ....

The duarrr!!!!

A large explosion destroyed the helicopter carrying Andrew's body and several Helicopters close to the source of the explosion. Dozens of Scorpion members who initially cheered happily have now been silenced by the death flag.

Theo and some of his subordinates were flying up the leading helicopter. Widespread when found things outside his prediction. He never thought that Andrew's body from the outside looked unplugged except for a piece of underwear could blow up some helicopters flying at a safe distance. Although most of the dead were not qualified elites, the fact that they had spent a lot of time with Theo could shake his heart.

"Where did the explosion come from?"

"I'm sure the chopper is very safe because it's always controlled by my people. The only foreign object we brought in was General Andrew's body but wasn't it nothing!?" Theo seemed so devastated, so did his subordinates who seemed to be sitting beside and in front of the control chair. He seemed so confused because Number never showed the technology. Especially if the technology does exist, why are they using it now!?

"The government has been put in place!" said the black-robed man while pressing the ear piece on his ear.

"Great work!" Zero replied.

On the other hand deep inside Number's headquarters. Zero seems to have ended his call, and then comes face to face with the thirteen higher-ups Number. They have the name absolute fourteen. They have a number symbol that can be disguised and moved to any part of the body. In addition to being so close to Zero, their other habit is often changing faces. That's why other than Zero and the absolute Fourteen members, no one knows for sure what their real faces will be. The only thing most people know is that the odd-numbered higher-ups are women, while even-numbered ones are filled by men.

"Where's Fourteen?" ask Number one curiously.

"As usual, he's on his mission" Zero smiled threateningly.

"I told you he wouldn't tell you!" refute Number Four which shows the number symbol on the back of the right hand. His face looked irritating, and the attitude of sitting was too relaxed. "It's about Andrew again, isn't it!?" ask Number Four to make sure.

All eyes were on Zero. They learn that Fourteen's secret mission is to keep an eye on Andrew who is a new Ranker Holder who was awarded the number fifteen symbol to motivate him. Everyone who initially seemed to dislike the fiveteen that seemed privileged by Zero began to have their own speculations. From what Zero said earlier, they concluded that Fiveteen had now been removed.

"I think you can guess what happened to Andrew" Zero continued, narrowing his eyes. While the Absolute Number only fell silent because it justified Zero's speculation.

"So ... , is your goal to get us together to ask us to find a suitable candidate to fill the Executive Number seat vacancy?" connect Number Four while crossing his legs.

"That's one of the reasons, but there's something important I need to make up!" Zero responded.

"What's that?" ask Number three curiously.

"Make sure news of research subjects that are beyond the control of the headquarters does not spread widely outside the Executive Number!" zeros is threatening.

Zero intends to silence Number Executives who mostly have Holder badges so as not to divulge secrets about the identity of the elite Red Eagle as a test subject. In just a short speech, the Absolute Number immediately understood Zero's intent. If there is an executive number that violates, then finish with an explosive chip embedded in each executive's body.

Watch and Shut Them! That is what is embedded in the minds of the Absolute.

'What is his movement!'

'It looks simple but it is difficult to predict!'

'The way to attack and defend really can fool the eye!' Hansen breathed heavily while keeping his distance from Mr. W's attack range.

"All the martial arts you practice, I have faced many times in the past. If you want to avenge my attack, make your own move!" firmly Mr. W threatened.

"Hosh hosh hosh!" Hansen gasped for breath and muttered inwardly, 'Create his own movements he said?'

'I've done that many times!'

"Oh yeah, I heard you're a master of the system."

"It just so happens that I am an Expert of this martial art, wanting to try exchanging moves with me?" ask Mr. W with a smile.

'Systema is a martial artist who utilizes weapons and focuses on attacking vital points. Weapons used can be body parts, or other objects that can be used as weapons. I'm very good at using anything as a weapon, and he says that he's an expert!?'

'Is there anything he cannot do!' Hansen was alert.

"Hey You!"

"Throw a blunt object like an iron stick and such!"

"Deploy into the arena, and do it as quickly as possible!" threaten Mr. W while pointing at the soldier who appears to be watching at the training ground.

'I've run out of energy, and he's willing to start again with the system!'

'Although it is dull, a weapon is a weapon. My body won't be able to withstand the impact of his attack!' Hansen's mind seemed unsettled. But Mr. W did not undo his intentions at all, because from the beginning he had warned that it would show the hell of actual training.

When the blunt object dropped into the middle of the arena, Mr. W began to take any object like a frying pan that seemed to emit smoke.

"If it's got a face, how does it feel!" an evil smile was clearly drawn on his face.

The blunt objects scattered mostly came from the cutlery and cookware of the soldiers who stood guard around.

"Oi oi!"

"Are you guys throwing the frying pan you just used!" hansen was upset.

"Isn't heat identical to hell!?" keep Mr. W with a wicked smile.

'Dead me!' Hansen was frustrated.