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It was getting dark.

Time passed quietly between my fingers like quicksand, and the sky gradually entered the dusk.

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

At this time, his face was pale, his expression was weak, and even Duantang's hands were shaking slightly.

Although Dlamini is fifty-eight years old, his body has always been very tough, like a mature cougar, without the demeanor of someone who is about to enter his old age.

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

Everyone only knew that he had been plotted against him, but no one knew what he experienced and what happened to him...

But at least, he came back safely and intact, which is already worth celebrating in a country where crime breeds like Rainbow Country.

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

"go out!"

Dlamini didn't even look up, just said lightly.

"Uh..." The subordinate was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"I said, get out!" Dlamini emphasized, slamming the bowl in his hand on the table.

"Yes!" The other party hurriedly exited, and the room returned to silence again.

Dlamini exhaled, he touched the wound on the back of his neck again, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Damn, how on earth can this ghoul... uh..."

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

Dlamini hurriedly touched his throat, but what followed was an electric numbness all over his body...

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

"boss!"

"Mr. Dlamini!"

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

"Need not……"

However, before the other bodyguard rushed out, Dlamini grabbed him, "Don't call the doctor, I'm fine..."

"Boss, your body..."

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

Saying that, he got up weakly, with a deep fear in his eyes, "Don't call a doctor, don't..."

The bodyguards left suspiciously.

Until this time, Dlamini sat heavily on the sofa beside him, staring at the ceiling blankly, and did not move for a long time.

"Ding, task release prompt!"

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

Dlamini trembled all over, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he was not surprised by this voice that appeared out of thin air.

"No. delta 20220001, you have received an order from No. sigma05, please pay attention to check it!"

The voice seemed to be close to my ears, but I couldn't tell where it came from. Only Dlamini understood that the voice came from his own mind...

"sigma05 issued an order: number delta 20220001, please carry out the plan you negotiated before!"

"repeat!"

"sigma05 gave an order: number delta... please expand..."

"Repeat again!"

""sigma05 gave the order..."

The voice chattered,

Precise and mechanical, without a trace of emotion, it seems to be a computer-generated voice.

"clear……"

Dlamini wriggled his lips and replied with difficulty.

He understands that if he ignores it, that voice will always reverberate in his mind. Not only that, but the other party will even punish him physically as before...

Dlamini no longer dared to think of any resistance, he just stood up silently, packed his messy clothes, and dialed a number.

"Layton?"

"Yes, your family is on a plane to Washington, North America, and you can get started."

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

A few minutes later, among the power towers in the suburbs of Cape Town that stretched for dozens of kilometers and were 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 cut off in response!

At the same time, in a step-down substation on the edge of Cape Town, a fierce fire suddenly erupted, billowing smoke rose into the sky in an instant, and the fire even dyed the sky red, forming a second scene of burning clouds.

In this series of explosions, the power network of Cape Town was completely destroyed, and the urban area that was originally illuminated at the beginning of the lantern, the second largest city in the Rainbow Country, was completely plunged into eternal night-like darkness.

...

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

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

Originally, this was almost impossible, even for Dlamini, who had eyes and hands.

Because he couldn't bear the pressure of the city hall or even the whole city, he came up with such a compromise.

Using the power he had cultivated for many years in Cape Town, he directly imitated the methods of the government's resistance army, burying explosives in the soil to blow up the power tower that transported high-voltage electricity, and cut off the power channel from the power plant to the city.

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

After all, if only the power tower was destroyed, the city hall responded more quickly, and the power could be restored within 24 hours, but if even the substation was destroyed, it would be hard to say...

Regardless of the next strict investigation and rectification by the city hall, at least three or 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-like explosion will cause to the entire Cape Town?

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

But he had no choice.

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

While the whole city was in chaos, the Eiffel power plant was still working, but no one noticed at this time whether a power station was still running.

No one cares about where the electricity goes.