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Chapter 269

Nash looked at the man in the suit with a mocking smile.

For a stage six grandmaster, his strength was decent.

Even a mere covert operative had such strength. It seemed the martial artists abroad were quite

strong!

The man in the suit fastened his belt.

Then, he immediately threw a punch at Nash.

He did not care who this person was. Anyone who obstructed him from obtaining FS Microbacteria

must die.

Nash lifted his hand and grabbed the man’s fist.

A deep and profound inner energy surged into his body from the arm.

With his stomach’s energy circulating, he instantly diverted the force to his feet.

The ground was indented slightly.

The pupils of the man in the suit instantly shrank as he pulled out a dagger from his belt with his left

hand.

Nash sidestepped, kicking the man squarely in the chest.

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The man flew backward, breaking a tree as thick as an arm.

“A Profound Reality Realm expert!”

The man in the suit exclaimed in shock.

Nash approached the man in a few strides, grabbed his clothes, and flung him away, throwing him

over 30 meters away.

When he was two meters from the ground, Nash, like a shadow, reached him instantly. He then

delivered another seamless kick.

Before he could land, the man in the suit was sent flying another 30 meters.

He was a stage six grandmaster.

Even so, he could not fight back at all.

The man in the suit was utterly terrified.

Seeing Nash charging at him again, he quickly knelt on the ground and pleaded, “Please stop hitting

me. I can’t beat you…”

Nash’s fist stopped just a centimeter away from the man’s face.

However, the terrifying force from his punch caused the man’s nose to snap.

“Are you a secret agent of the Moliga Empire?”

Nash asked while retracting his fist.

This person was Drakonian citizen.

If he was truly an operative of the Moliga Empire, it would be tantamount to treason.

Nash would not hesitate to kill him.

Though he had done tasks for the Moliga Empire himself, those tasks were to eliminate enemies

abroad.

“I’m not a secret agent from Moliga. I work for Capiton’s Royal Biotech! When I was at the airport, I

encountered several operatives from Moliga, and I took them out!”

The main in suit hastily explained.

Nash narrowed his eyes. “You’re not lying to me?”

The man in the suit raised three fingers, swearing, “If I speak half a lie, may I meet a terrible end!”

In front of a Profound Reality Realm expert, he dared not play any tricks.

Nash’s expression softened slightly. “Get up.”

The man in the suit quickly got to his feet.

Nash took out a cigarette given by his father-in-law, lit it, and asked, “What kind of company is Royal

Biotech?”

“You… You don’t know anything about Royal Biotech?”

The man looked at Nash as if he were a strange creature.

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“Nope!”

Nash shook his head. Having grown up in Tili Mountain and frequently executing missions abroad, how

could he?

“Royal Biotech is the largest anti-cancer drug and vaccine manufacturer in the country. It’s the main

industry of the Jackson family, one of Capiton’s top ten super families. They have 80 major factories

worldwide, with annual profits exceeding 40 billion. They were ranked among the world’s top 100 just

three years ago!

“They’ve had their eyes on FS Microbacteria for a long time but never had a chance to get their hands

on it. When they heard that Lincoln Mare’s daughter was returning to the country, they guessed Lincoln

might let his daughter bring FS Microbacteria back, so they hired me to retrieve it!”

In order to save his life, the man spilled everything he knew.

Now understanding the truth, Nash nodded. “For your honesty, I’ll spare your life. FS Microbacteria has

already been sent to Capiton by the Special Security Institution overnight. So try not to get any more

ideas!”

After speaking, Nash turned around and wanted to go back to the villa.

“Sir… FS Microbacteria… won’t reach the national laboratory!”

The man in the suit said suddenly.

Nash immediately halted.

The man continued, “There are people from the Jackson family in the Special Security Institution,

and not just one. The Jacksons must have received the news by now, and they’ll definitely set up an

ambush on the way!”

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