Chapter 722
But p>
Not only had his niece pulled up the internal blueprints of Western warehouse, but she had also pinpointed their personnel distribution, their weapons, and all their traps.
She had even located the main headquarters of The Phantom Hornets!
In under three minutes!
Less than three minutes!
How was this even possible p>
Just how terrifying were her hacking skills?
Douglas was seriously questioning reality at this point.
What kind of monster was his niece?
She made him, the so-called Underground King, look like a complete amateur!
Just then, Serena made a call, her tone casual. “Black Jack, I sent you the coordinates. Split into two groups. Jaxon, wait for orders at Western warehouse. You take your team to their main hideout p>
A scream of pure excitement came through the speaker. “Oh, sounds like fun! Hold on, honey, I’m heading over to wipe them out right now p>
Serena hung up.
Then she handed the laptop to Douglas. “Your intelligence network is too slow.” “By the time your guys figured anything out, Mr. White would be dead p>
Douglas stared at the screen, taking in the detailed layout of Western warehouse. Every landmine at the gate and every sniper hidden in the rafters was clearly marked.
He looked back up at the calm girl in front of him.
His mind was entirely blown.
Who exactly was his niece?
This was The Phantom Hornets!
A notoriously elusive and untraceable syndicate of psychos!
“Who… who are you?” Douglas felt his throat go dry.
“Who I am isn’t important.” Serena stood up. “What’s important is that they messed with the wrong person p>
She offered a slight smile.
But that smile was downright chilling.
Douglas was speechless.
His niece was absolutely terrifying!
Meanwhile, inside Western warehouse.
A man wearing a bloody wasp mask sat before a bank of monitors, sneering as he downed a glass of red wine.
“Boss, looked into it. Rex’s dad is scheduled for surgery in a few days. He’ll have no choice but to hand over
the chip a subordinate flattered
him. “The doctor we grabbed is the only one in the United Realmon
States who can perform the
operation. Rex won’t dare step out of line p>
Fletcher Vance, codenamed Fletcher, scoffed coldly. “That idiot Rex has been fighting me for years, and now he’s finally fallen right inte
my hands once I get the chip l show him what true despair feels like p>
The subordinate chuckled darkly. “Only ten minutes left. If Rex doesn’t show up,
we’ll chop off one of the doctor’s fingers and mail it to him p>
“Beep! Beep! Beep p>
Suddenly, the computer screens blared a piercing alarm.
The camera feeds turned to static before massive red exclamation marks popped up across all monitors.
“What’s going on?!” Fletcher snapped at the tech team.
The hackers were scrambling, mashing their keyboards, but the system was completely unresponsive, locked inta continuous loop of red warring windows!
They couldn’t even force a manual shutdown.