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The sky is getting darker.

Time passed quietly from fingertips like quicksand, and the sky gradually entered dusk.

In Dlamini's private estate in Cape Town, Dlamini was holding a bowl of hot soup on a luxurious dining table made of pink ivory, sipping sips.

At this time, his face was pale, and his expression was weak, and even Duan Tang's hand was shaking slightly.

Although Dlamini is fifty-eight years old, his body has always been very strong, like a cougar in his prime, without the look of a person who is about to enter his old age.

But until the day before, when he left the manor with a group of men and disappeared for a day and night, it became like this when he returned.

Everyone only knows that he has been conspired, but no one knows what he experienced or what happened to him...

But at least, he came back safely and completely, which is worth celebrating in a country where crimes breed like Rainbow Nation.

At this moment, a subordinate walked in from the door, holding a red invitation letter with gold inlaid, "Boss, the Cape Town Chamber of Commerce has issued an invitation to invite you to participate in the international trade fair next week..."

"Get out!"

Dlamini didn't even lift his head, just said lightly.

"Uh..." This subordinate was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"I said, go out!" Dlamini increased his tone, and put his bowl heavily on the table.

"Yes!" The other party hurriedly withdrew, and the room returned to quiet again.

Dlamini exhaled, and he touched the wound on the back of his neck again, a touch of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

"Damn it, how can I put this ghost...er..."

However, just when the unwillingness in his eyes was just revealed, a sense of suffocation suddenly struck, as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching his neck!

Dlamini quickly touched his throat, but what followed was an electrical numbness all over his body...

Suddenly, Dlamini fell from the dining chair like a stroke, curled up on the floor and convulsed!

"boss!"

"Mr. Dlamini!"

Hearing the movement, the bodyguard at the door quickly rushed in, "Oh, this is epilepsy, go and call a doctor!"

"No need to……"

However, before another bodyguard rushed out, Dlamini grabbed the opponent, "No need to call a doctor, I'm fine..."

"Boss, your body..."

"It's okay, you all go out."

As he said, he got up weakly, and a deep fear appeared in his eyes, "Don't call a doctor, don't..."

The bodyguards left with suspicion.

Only then did Dlamini sit heavily on the sofa aside, staring blankly at the ceiling, without moving for a long time.

"Ding, task release reminder!"

But at this moment, a cold mechanical female voice suddenly broke into Dlamini's ears.

Dlamini trembled, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he was not surprised by the sound that appeared out of nowhere.

"Number delta 20220001, you have received the instruction from number sigma05, please check it carefully!"

The voice seemed to be close to the ear, but it was impossible to tell where it came from. Only Dlamini understood that the voice came from his own mind...

"Order from sigma05: number delta 20220001, please carry out the plan you have discussed before!"

"repeat!"

"Order from sigma05: number delta...please expand..."

"Repeat again!"

""Sigma05 issued an order..."

The voice chattered,

"understand……"

Dlamini squirmed his lips and replied with difficulty.

He understands that if he ignores it, the voice will continue to resonate in his mind. Not only that, but the other party will even give him physical punishment as before...

Dlamini didn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance, he just stood up silently, packed his messy clothes, and dialed a number.

"Layton?"

"Yes, your family has already boarded the plane to Washington, North America, and you can start moving."

After giving the order, Dlamini turned off the phone again, sat back on the sofa in a daze, and fell into a daze...

A few minutes later, among the power towers on the outskirts of Cape Town that stretched for dozens of kilometers and connected to the high-voltage power grid, the ground of dozens of towers exploded without warning, causing a series of towers to collapse, and the high-voltage wires were also cut off!

At the same time, in a step-down substation on the edge of the urban area of ​​Cape Town, a fierce fire suddenly burst out, billowing smoke burst into the sky, the fire light even dyed the sky, forming a second scene of burning clouds.

In this series of explosions, the power network of Cape Town was completely destroyed. The city that was originally brightly lit, the second largest city in Rainbow Nation, was completely plunged into the darkness of eternal night.

...

And all of this is the agreement between Chen Chen and Dlamini.

In the agreement, no matter what method Dlamini adopts, Chen Chen must create five days to occupy the Eiffel Power Plant. During these five days, the Eiffel Power Plant will not send any time to Cape Town. electricity.

Originally, this was almost impossible, even with Dlamini's hands and eyes.

Because he could not bear the pressure of the city hall or even the whole city, he came up with such a compromise.

Using the forces he cultivated in Cape Town for many years, he directly imitated the methods of the government rebels, buried explosives in the soil and blew up the power towers that transported high-voltage electricity, cutting off the power channel from the power plant to the city.

At the same time, he felt that it was not safe enough, so incidentally, he destroyed the city's step-down substation.

After all, if only the power tower is destroyed, the city hall will react more quickly, and electricity can be restored within 24 hours, but if even the substation is destroyed, it would be hard to say...

Regardless of the subsequent rigorous inspection and remediation of the City Hall, at least three to five days, the entire Cape Town will enter the most primitive state of power outage.

I don’t know how much economic loss this terrorist attack will cause to Cape Town as a whole?

This loss not only harmed the interests of the city hall, even Dlamini himself suffered heavy losses, and even faced the risk of being tracked down.

But he has no choice.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Chen Chen.

While the whole city was in chaos, the Eiffel Power Plant was still working normally, but no one noticed whether a power plant was still operating at this time.

No one cares about where these calls went.