The hot waves that came from behind slapped Chairman Demville and Dr. Moller on the asphalt road of the highway. At that moment, the whole person's soul seemed to be slapped hard.

The two of them burst into a whistlebrating ears. The dizzy Demville felt someone pulling him desperately. He subconsciously rolled and crawled, and the movement was more difficult than the needle.

After a while, my hearing gradually recovered, and I could hear all kinds of hoarse shouts and increasingly fierce gunfire.

"Sir! Sir! Sir..."

Demville kept blinking hard, and finally saw clearly that it was his driver security who was pulling, but he couldn't hear clearly what the other party was saying. His ears were silent for a while, and then he was buzzing so hard that he couldn't hear them clearly.

He was shocked by the rocket explosion shock wave behind him, which made the Chairman's reaction become much slower.

"Bloni..."

Demville had just opened his mouth, and a flame engulfed the driver's security guard's upper body.

Another rocket was approaching and exploded, and the violent metal jet happened to affect the driver's security guards. The attackers had obviously noticed the security guards' intentions, and the rocket weapons that were exposed began to focus on attacks.

The loud noise and shock made the chairman of the Lieher consortium feel as if he was hit hard, and the inflated air waves were pushed out several meters away.

The moment before he lost consciousness, the last scene he saw was that the driver security guard was only left with his waist, but his upper body was completely gone.

My God!

...

"O my God!"

Suddenly I heard someone praying in my ears. Demville opened his eyes with difficulty, and his body was almost shattered and his severe pain came like a tide.

"hiss!"

He couldn't help but gasp, but alarmed the people next to him.

"Sir, are you awake? Ah! Doctor, Doctor, Mr. Demville wakes up."

Demville heard a familiar voice, her secretary Ailly.

Ailey Lanya De Fuva.

"Ailee!"

He tried hard to reach out his hand, but the movement was frozen there.

...The right hand is empty!

Why is the right hand empty?

Even the left hand is empty, what about things?

Demville asked anxiously in a hoarse voice: "Ailey, where is the stuff? Where is my stuff?"

The female secretary who was putting on makeup just now was holding a small mirror in her hand and asked in confusion: "What is it? Sir?"

"Ange... no, where is that bead? A transparent crystal ball as big as a dove egg, which is the amulet I asked for from the wizard."

It is rare that Demville made up a wizard amulet in a short period of time and concealed a wizard amulet to cover up the existence of "Child of Angels".

He didn't want this treasure to be known to more people, even the secretary closest to him.

"Sorry, sir, I have never seen anything like this."

The young and beautiful secretary shrugged his shoulders very regretfully.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of the "Child of Angels" that he spent 100 million euros to buy from Orientals, Chairman Demville was almost broken.

"Where is Dr. Moller? Is he still alive? What about the others, what about the others?"

He soon thought of others and became even more uneasy.

"Dr. Moller is still alive, security guards..."

Secretary Aili hesitated a little.

Demville asked, "Tell me quickly, Ailee, how are they doing."

The life and death of security guards is not the most important thing. They should work hard for themselves with generous salaries. The most important thing is whether anyone knows the whereabouts of the "Childs of Angels".

"Only seven security guards who came back with you survived."

When she said this, Ailly's face turned pale.

"Seven people, seven people..."

Demville repeated the words, and he did not expect that so many elite security guards would survive so many people in the end.

Seven of the more than fifty security guards survived, which means that only one of the seven people can survive fortunately, with a death rate of nearly 90%, which is no different from the annihilation of the entire army.

But what Demville is more concerned about is not such terrible casualties, but the things he brought back from China.

Click!

The door of the single-person special care unit was opened, and a team of doctors and nurses rushed in.

As the chairman of the French Lieher Consortium, Demville naturally has the right to enjoy the best medical treatment, including the top ICU wards.

"Mr. Demville, it seems that you are in good condition. Don't worry, you are lucky and have no internal injuries. You are just a little concussion and trauma. Please lie down and don't move. Let's check it again."

The doctor in charge wore a mask and only showed his eyes, and arranged for others to surround Demville to start a "handed" examination.

Demville lets these doctors and nurses tick on him, and he said weakly: "Where is Dr. Moller, I'm going to go to him."

He was extremely weak and tried his best to raise one hand, let alone resisting the examination of these medical staff, and could only lie on the bed and look at the ceiling.

"The doctor is next door. If the doctor allows me, I can take you to see him."

Secretary Aili finally gave good news.

"But... several directors have made an appointment. When you wake up, you want to see you."

As soon as the female secretary finished speaking, she quickly took out her cell phone, and the phone that turned on the silent mode was vibrating slightly, and a phone had just dialed in.

Directors’ appointment?!

A stream of pressure hit his face, making Demville become anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

If the "Child of Angels" is still in his hands, he will proudly show off to the directors and major shareholders the biggest gains he has brought back from Asia.

But now, once the "Child of Angels" is really lost, he will face accusations and impeachment from the board of directors and shareholders.

The Lieheral Consortium is not a consortium of Demville, and the interests of others are intertwined and are very complicated.

In order to buy the "Child of Angels" full of countless secrets from Li Bai, the 100 million euros I paid was not only the chairman's money, but also the money of other shareholders. If something goes wrong, Demville will inevitably be criticized by others.

“…Mr. Charlie, Chairman, he…”

Ailie, who was talking to someone, suddenly pressed the microphone of her phone and said to Demville, who was undergoing inspection: "Mr. Chairman, is Director Charlie, can you meet him?"

Demville said without hesitation: "No! Just say I'm not awake yet!"

The whereabouts of "Child of Angels" are unknown, and he can't explain anything now. Meeting other directors or major shareholders rashly will only make things worse.

"Okay, sir!"

Secretary Ailly let go of the microphone and said, "Mr. Charlie, the chairman asked me to tell you that he is not awake yet!"

emmmmm...

Chairman of Demville: “…”-

Half an hour later, Demville, who was suffering from medical staff "Lushan's Claw", was finally allowed to take a wheelchair and was pushed to the next ward by Secretary Ailly to visit Dr. Moller.

He saw Mole lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering something, not knowing what he was muttering, but he looked in good spirits.

Demville shouted tentatively.

"PhD!"

“…uh, Mr. Chairman?”

Dr. Moller turned around and his eyes fell on Demville and the wheelchair beneath him.

"Sir, your legs are...."

"No! Doctor, I am just weak and not much strength. God bless you, and I am still intact."

Demville was covered with a blanket, and from the outside, it was really difficult to tell whether the wheelchair had a certain relationship with his legs.

However, the chairman of the Lieheral Consortium quickly reacted, and he looked at Dr. Moller's legs and under the quilt...

"Demville, I'm afraid you've guessed it!"

Dr. Moller took the initiative to lift the quilt with a wry smile, and his knees disappeared completely.

The hospital's surgical team is very skilled. Not only is the legs cut very symmetrically, but the bandages are even bandaged with a very beautiful feeling, like a work of art.

"O my God!"

Demville was stunned.

He finally understood how lucky he was to not only survive, but not have any serious injuries. The security guards suffered heavy casualties, and even Dr. Moller lost both legs.

Dr. Moller was very optimistic. He pointed to his head and said, "Don't worry too much, boss, as long as it is intact, I can still work, study, and create more wealth."
To be continued...