319: Number Seven!
This is how the entire Salvation Society is composed, and Foyego has also determined the goal that he needs to possess and devour next.
The department he is currently in is the logistics department, so he can target the seventh and eighth members.
“Sir No. 7, I am here.”
Foyego said in Warren’s tone: “What are your orders-. 99
“It’s boring to play without a soul! 35
After Foyego responded, there was no sound from the walkie-talkie.
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“Yes.”
“Is that so?
Yes.
After Foyego showed the authorization given by No. 7, B33 stood at attention, saluted, and responded loudly.
On the road, Foyego has already devoured the soul of B33.
“This guy…plays so much?”
Later, Foyego came to the warhead and used the authorization given by No. 7 to call out B33.
Foyego, successfully broke into the high-level of the Salvation Society!
B33 is a small and cute girl with big watery eyes, which is impressive.
At this moment, the walkie-talkie on Foyego rang~, it was the No. 7 Senator.
“B33, go back with A104!
“Warren, you can go now.”
Foyego nodded and left as usual.
“Yes. 35
According to memory, Foyego came to No. 7’s residence, and after showing his authorization, he successfully entered this most luxurious residence in the base.
It turned out that it was the trump card of the Salvation Society, there was a problem with [Death Body]! Guang.
Even in his own villa, No. 7 is still wearing a cloak, and the whole body is wrapped tightly.
No. 7’s voice seemed a little irritable: “And B-level 33, send it to me too, I will authorize you now.
But looking at Hua Wumei’s current appearance, it’s just a body, and she can’t even walk.
After the two of them left, No. 7 was lying on the bed and muttering a word, and his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.
“B33, code name: quirky, from now on, you will follow me.”
Only after digesting the soul of No. 7 did Foyego understand why his actions this time went so smoothly.
As for the two clones of the research institute, according to memory, Congressman No. 3 and No. 12 rarely pass, so basically there is no chance.
Now, No. 7 has put on his pants and doesn’t recognize anyone.
Afterwards, Foyego came to the research institute again and took away Hua Wumei’s repaired body.
Hua Wumei has no soul for the time being due to some problems, so Foyego did not make his own decisions.
As for the soul?
“Yes!”
By the time Foyego returned to the logistics monitoring room, the melee in the villa had already ended.
After No. 7 tightened his belt, he spoke to B33 who had a trace of white marks on his face with a holy face.
“Warren.
Only B33 can carry her.
After all, he was tasked with Zhang Yang and needed to be careful.
It’s just that on his way back, the expression on his face was a little weird.
“Has that woman Hua Wumei been repaired? When it is repaired, send it to me.”
If you fail this time, the next infiltration will be more difficult.
No. 7 didn’t say, and Foyego didn’t ask.
B33 was obviously accustomed to No. 7’s actions. After wiping off the things on his face, he dressed Hua Wumei lying on the ground, and left here with Hua Wumei in his arms.