In a hotel suite in the Hawaiian Islands.
Tang Jun sat in his wheelchair, frowning as he smoked a cigar.
In just a few hours, he had lost Branch One and Branch Three. He had never been this furious for a long time.
Branch One was nearly defunct, having most of its resources transferred elsewhere.
However, Branch Three had dozens of armed security guards and two rank-five Awakened Ones.
They were all killed?
The other party had to be extremely powerful...
Could it be a high-level zombie cultivated by some mysterious organization?
Tang Jun could not wrap his mind around it.
"Boss, the defenses in Hawaii is almost complete.
"The air and sea defenses have been set up.
"Branch Two and Branch Four can already start evacuating to Hawaii."
A subordinate in a black suit lowered his head and reported to him.
"Be quick about it!
"In the future, consolidate all our assets and forces in Hawaii.