Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

As soon as the operators received a new command, they quickly acted. Their presence had heightened the residents nearby. Being checked and scrutinized was never a good feeling. Most men suffered from this treatment, especially a group of men.

Most complained their rights had been violated and some even threatened to sue Spirit Foxes by videotaping their actions. To those threats, Spirit Foxes sneered since Athena had informed them, she would solve this issue. No one cared.

Indeed, these people didn't know the video they thought they had recorded was never there in the first place.

Therefore, the moment the operators reduced their actions and concentrated on something else, people's nerves loosened.

They watched in amazement as the operators stood around the sewage tunnel entrance and began entering inside.

The girls checked the interior from the outside before stepping in. Once bitten, they were vigilant to any explosive device. No one would die but who liked being hit by shockwaves?

Accompanied by K9 units if available, the operators began exploring the tunnel network and gradually expanded their area of search.

Somewhere, another team of operators entered the tunnel through a ladder, when the last one sensed someone's eyes. She glanced in the direction her sixth sense told her and saw someone closing the curtain in panic.

Narrowing her eyes for a moment, she paused and analyzed, then followed her teammates. Though hiding seemed suspicious, it wasn't like once or twice, someone tried to conceal their presence and stare at them.

After all, while people were curious, they disliked grabbing attention from authorities. Considering these aspects, it seemed nothing more than curiosity.

"Holy shit! I thought my actions were discovered." The man patted his chest with a look that survived a disaster. "I almost have a heart attack."

"Dude, although I can't see his eyes, it's scary when his head is in our direction." Another accompanying him agreed.

"What's the matter?" A leader-like figure asked. After listening to the replies, his face darkened. "Why are you staring at them, idiots? Of course, anyone will sense it, not to mention they are special force members! Their keen sense is trained."

"But…but…you told us to keep watch." The two men being scolded excused themselves.

"I ask you to keep watch, not to always lay your eyes directly on them." The leader rubbed his nose in anger.

"It doesn't matter." Someone spoke from behind with the sound of cocking his weapon. "One come, we'll kill one. It's not like we haven't done it yet. Aren't the ones in the bank sitting ducks when we shoot them multiple times?"

The leader coughed. "That was based on the premise that we set bombs and gave them a surprise. Otherwise, why do you think more than a dozen men are reduced to 5 here?"

The arrogant man quit bragging and said. "Anyway, there are another 3 members. I don't think we can't stop a small team. As for those brothers who are arrested, sorry. We'll compensate them in another way."

The leader bit his tongue and sighed. As expected of criminals with no brains, he was lucky his plan never depended on them. In fact, since the heist began, no plan actually worked. Everything was against him. As for compensation, why should he pay these criminals? Hmph!

Fortunately, his true comrades were by his side, who had worked with him for so long that a glance was enough to communicate important messages. One was with him during the heist. The other buried explosives and dug the tunnel. Now, there were 8 men altogether, enough to wreak havoc if he wanted.

If not to drag the police, he would have killed all these three stupid men. Patience, patience, he reminded himself. "By the way, what do you find looking at these special police?"

"A team enters the tunnel. Except for a few officers, no operators are now seen outside."

"What did you say?" The leader exclaimed, understanding what the situation meant for him. "Hurry up, guys. We're now about to be exposed. It's only a matter of time before police burst in and flag the gun at us."

"Ah," his close partner opened his mouth and immediately sprang into action. "I'll set up traps at the entrance from the tunnel."

"Make it quick, we don't have much time."

"Lock and load, brothers, war is on us …hehe." The same idiot who was keen on fighting.

The leader and his friend pretended not to hear. Since he wanted to die so much, let him be.

"Take the bags away, we gotta move quick. Once this apartment is discovered, they'll ransack everywhere which means our money, gold bars, and other treasures will be discovered." The leader instructed. "Oh by the way, use those cans to remove any odors on the items to eliminate the scents these police dogs will use to track."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Got it, Boss."

"On it."

"You three, we have a hard fight ahead. Be prepared but do not engage unless necessary." The leader warned.

Some packed their bags; some built traps, and some prepared guns and ammunition. The criminals who got out of jail didn't understand, someone was exploiting them.

The leader and his fellowmen acted very well. Besides, even if they knew they were outnumbered now. Who dared to break the fragile peace?

Endure the humiliation for a better day tomorrow. They moved to another room inside the building they prepared—a secondary extraction point that led right to the tunnel. As for why no one offered a solution to rush out with vehicles, alarming the police? Hehe…nine out of ten, escaping from police, led to a terrible result.

The leader wanted to turn on his mobile phone and check the news so that he could better prepare but whenever his hand touched the device, a strong premonition overwhelmed his decision and he chose to believe it.

He had survived countless crises based on his intuition. He knew once he turned it on, his fate was doomed. So, he reached out for another device with military-grade protection, its function only for calling and messaging. Pressing the number, the phone beeped as he waited patiently.

Several beeps and a click.

"Long time no see, Second Lieutenant, oh, should I say a former lieutenant?" A raspy chuckled answered the call.

"It's been a while. A favor to ask since today is a friendly gathering, are you in, my man? You know know what I'm talking about." The leader humphed.

"Of course, I just saw the news. I've given you wines and beers? You still choose the same taste; I've warned you multiple times," complained the mysterious man. Explore stories on empire

"I need it man, I need it. You know."

"I know and that's why I offer you different drinks."

"Your alcohol will make me die and I have my loved one."

"So, you're asking me to pick you up? I ain't doing it for free."

"Yes, you'll pay 2."

"6 brother. You know I have more people and more freedom if I invest more for a sure return."

"No…no…3 my final offer. You're icing the cake while I prepared all the dishes."

"5, you know I'm not alone. If I take a leave, my superiors won't have good feeling. It's a done deal, your call. I'm not pressing you. We can go on for the whole day."

"Mother ****. 4.5, no more. I'll kick you out if you shout for more." The leader gritted his teeth and snarled.

"Good heaven, that's what brothers are for. If not for you, do you think I would even answer your call. No offense, it's just a good business."

"Alright, I don't wanna hear any nonsense. Make it quick, or your portion will be gone."

"We'll drink together somewhere at some time, once the heat is gone. Godspeed brother."

"Godspeed asshole." The leader turned off and nodded at his closest aides, a message as everyone glanced at the jail faction. Everyone returned the same gesture, knew what to do next.