Tasting Commerce Association.

General Manager Chang Yan'ang spent more than a month finally dealing with all the hidden dangers caused by the Horus Grand Casino.

The Horus Grand Casino was thoroughly burned down, and rebuilding it would require an astronomical amount of money.

Now, the entire association's business in the Ninth Special Zone has plummeted.

The headquarters over there is holding someone accountable.

Chang Yan'ang was exhausted, having worked for so long to finally get things mostly settled. When he mentioned this matter, he thought of the real culprit, Chen Che.

Anger surged in Chang Yan'ang's heart.

He exhaled a long breath, and now that everything was resolved, Tasting Commerce Association could finally take the opportunity for revenge.

Face must be regained.

Chang Yan'ang was contemplating how to strike at Chen Che, to take revenge and restore the association's image.

Then the office door was knocked.

When he let someone in, it was his subordinate who came in hastily to report.

The visitor was his personal secretary.

Male, very efficient in handling matters.

Being able to become a general manager of a branch in the association, Chang Yan'ang didn't lack women, so he wouldn't change his secretary to a pretty woman just because of some personal hobbies.

He needed someone capable to be his secretary.

His subordinate's words made Chang Yan'ang frown: "What matter is so urgent?"

"It's the Apocalypse Society! We've received intelligence that the Apocalypse Society has gathered a large number of people to move out of the city..."

"What does the Apocalypse Society have to do with us?" For this cult, Chang Yan'ang had some understanding, but there was no conflict of interest between them.

"It's... it's a message from the sand bandits' side, an unknown person informed the sand bandits, there's a traitor from the Apocalypse Society among them, they're about to cooperate internally and externally to attack the sand bandits' headquarters, the purpose... the purpose is for... that batch of arms from An Nishang!"

When Chang Yan'ang heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly stand up from his seat, his pupils trembling fiercely and his facial expression changing dramatically.

The batch of arms from An Nishang at the sand bandits' place had always been the deepest secret kept by the Tasting Commerce Association.

The sand bandits outside the safe zone were just a pack of dogs raised by the Tasting Commerce Association.

That's exactly what they do.

Originally, that batch of arms was very safe at the sand bandits' place, and An Nishang had a hard time finding out.

Even if An Nishang found out, with the association's intelligence system in the Ninth Special Zone, as soon as An Nishang made a move, the entire association could immediately notify the sand bandits to relocate.

But who would have thought that An Nishang hadn't even found any news about the arms, yet how did the Apocalypse Society find out?

The first thought that came to Chang Yan'ang's mind was that there was a traitor within the association!

Dammit, son of a bitch!

Apocalypse Society has actually set their sights on this batch of arms.

The secretary, seeing Chang Yan'ang's drastic change in expression, immediately added, "We've already mobilized our intelligence personnel to investigate the Apocalypse Society's actions, and indeed, a large number of followers have moved out of the city under the direction of the Apocalypse Society, heading towards where the sand bandits are stationed!"

Chang Yan'ang's expression changed subtly, he said, "Gather the people and head out of the city immediately! There are people from the Apocalypse Society within the sand bandits, if the Apocalypse Society cooperates with the insiders, the sand bandits won't be able to hold them off!

We've spent such a great cost to acquire that batch of arms, how can we let a bunch of cultists profit?!"

Under Chang Yan'ang's orders, the secretary nodded and quickly left.

Chang Yan'ang immediately notified several other major managers to come for a meeting.

The several major managers arrived one after another, inquiring about the reason.

After hearing Chang Yan'ang's explanation, the expressions of the several major managers all became a bit unpleasant.

"Gentlemen, what do you make of this matter?"

Ubirus said with a grim face, "The key point is who informed the sand bandits that they had a traitor? That person is the most critical! What exactly is his purpose? How does he know?"

Upon hearing Ubirus's words, everyone else was silent, they couldn't figure it out either.

"Could it be that there's a traitor within the Apocalypse Society?"

"If there's a traitor within the Apocalypse Society, what does it have to do with us? Why would they inform the sand bandits?"

"Maybe that traitor just doesn't want to see the Apocalypse Society doing well!"

Ubirus added, "Then how did the Apocalypse Society know that An Nishang's batch of arms was with the sand bandits?"

"Is it possible that there's a traitor among us? But only we high-level officers know about this matter! No one else could know. Could someone among us have ties to the Apocalypse Society?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room changed slightly, and the others looked at each other with a strange glint in their eyes.

Bam!

"Enough!"

Chang Yan'ang slammed his hand heavily on the table, exhaling a turbid breath: "Given the current situation, how can we even consider infighting?! No matter what happens! Protecting that batch of arms is the most important thing. We are not going to make any wedding dresses for this cult! I've already mobilized the troops to support the sand bandits!"

For Tasting Commerce Association to establish itself in the Ninth Special Zone, it was impossible without military power. They had a force of over 800 soldiers with the Military Department.

In addition, there was also the private military scattered within the Ninth Special Zone. The Tasting Commerce Association could rally a force of over a thousand soldiers in a short time.

With so many troops and the inherent strength of the Tasting Commerce Association, even the modest Apocalypse Society would not be an issue!

Ubirus felt a sense of unease, as if something wasn't quite right.

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