Of course, Anthony didn't know that the one-eyed director had already been thinking about his chief researcher. As soon as the cocktail party ended, he got into the car under Tony Stark's hatred gaze and embarked on the way home.

"How is it?" As soon as Caesar Palace entered the office, Anthony asked Dick, who had been waiting here for a long time, "Who is the person behind them?"

"Boss," Dick quickly stepped forward, but Anthony handed over the clothes and hats to his subordinates and handed over a document: "It has been found that it is Justin Hammer of Hammer Military Industry Group and several people led by international banker Chevrachev."

Anthony frowned when he heard this, and had no documents to be brought to the ground. He said coldly: "I'm talking about the person behind them!"

"Boss, it's just a few of them who did it. According to our investigation, this is not the first time they have done such a thing." Dick said with a smile while signaling Anthony to take the documents in his hand.

After looking at Dick deeply, Anthony took the document from Dick, and then started to look through it without talking nonsense. After all the documents were opened, Anthony understood why Dick dared to be so sure, because it was not the first time they did this.

Chevrachev, an international banker, of course, is his superficial identity, his real identity is a dead investor. The reason why he calls it a dead investor is because the things he invests are often accompanied by death.

For example, shorting the stock of a company that is taking off, and then causing the company to be in chaos through murder, kidnapping, explosion, etc., causing their stocks to fluctuate violently, and then he makes profits from it. Among them, there are hundreds of people who die, and in some ways, he is even more cruel than terrorists.

Justin Hammer, who didn't know whether he felt that the military group made too little money or the profits of conventional weapons were too thin. At some point, he also began to squeeze into Chevrachev's circle. He also used his relationship in the military and political circles to cover up Chevrachev's actions and also made a lot of money.

The reason why they targeted Anthony this time was that they were attracted by the weapons of Anthony Group. This time, after the invasion of General Zod, they wanted to make the stock price of Stan Group fluctuate by attacking Anthony, and then they could make a profit. If possible, it would be best to directly kill Anthony Stein, the core figure of Stan Group. At that time, Justin Hammo would lead a group of people to divide Stan Industrial Group.

Looking at the document in his hand, Anthony had to admit that he really underestimated the character who played the whole story in the original plot. This person named Justin Hammer is really bold and dared to do anything.

It's no wonder that Dick and the others couldn't find it out. Who would have thought of any normal person who would have invested in this investment? Similarly, Anthony also understood why the people who came to attack him were just a group of ordinary people. Because the few people on the file were basically the kind of half-bottle chaotic banging, of course they didn't know that the heat weapons alone could not do anything to Anthony's people.

He handed the documents in his hand directly to Gin standing beside him, and Anthony said lightly without looking back: "Dispose all of them, just tonight."

"I understand, boss," Gin took the document and looked at it, then turned around and went to do it.

Dick, who was in charge of intelligence work, saw this and pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but whispered: "Boss... so many people are dealing with it in one day. Isn't it a bit eye-catching? Otherwise, let's deal with it separately. You know, the government had already had a lot of opinions on us when we dealt with those people on Wall Street last time. If it were handled on such a large scale, the government would probably really make us look good."

Although there were only two or three people in charge of the attack on Anthony this time, there were indeed many people involved. For example, the managers of the stolen warehouse of the Hammer Industrial Group were actually involved, and they were in the transportation department. There were some participations on Wall Street. It was no wonder Dick was worried.

"Sharp? What you want is eye-catching! Otherwise, wouldn't everyone dare to make me a decision? If you don't kill a few more chickens to show others, others would think that I, Anthony, is a soft egg!" Anthony snorted coldly, and then sneered directly: "As for the government? This is a legal society. So what if someone knows that I did it? Without evidence, what can they do with me? If you dare to cause trouble for me, you will directly sue the lawyer for his bankruptcy!"

“…I understand, boss.”

At night, Manhattan, Justin Hammer, chairman of Hammer Industrial Group, was driving his sports car back with a sinister face.

No wonder he was in a bad mood. Not long ago, he invested a lot of money to short Stan Industrial Group, but he didn't expect that Chevrachev would fail and directly caused him to suffer heavy losses. Although it would not hurt him with great business, it was enough to make him hurt for a long time.

"That fool Chevrachev has created such good conditions for you. Even the best weapon of our group, the ex-wife, is used by you. You have done everything like this. If I hadn't needed you to make money to help me recover my losses, I really want to send you to see Satan directly!"

Just as Justin Hanmer was yelling and preparing to turn at this intersection, a dazzling and dizzy light suddenly appeared in front of him, which made his head dizzy. He subconsciously called the steering wheel and then directly hit the pillar of the billboard next to him.

Before he could recover from the impact, the billboard seemed to start to loosen due to the impact of his car, and then it fell down decisively, hitting the roof of his car, sank his car roof.

However, as the head of the top military industry group, Justin Hammer's car is definitely not an ordinary person. Therefore, although the impact just now was very heavy, it still could not really hurt the people inside.

Of course, this series of attacks is not the focus either. The real focus is the electric sparks that pop up from time to time when the billboards began to flow on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Mars ignited gasoline, and the fire directly climbed along the gasoline. Then the high-end sports car turned into a ball of fire, and it burned together with Justin Hammer inside.

Looking at the burning fire below, in a tall building right in front of the car accident, a man in black pulled the brim of his hat and turned around and left here.

At the same time, in Hammer Industrial Group, Wall Street, some high-end communities and entertainment venues, an individual died in various ways during this period, causing chaos in the New York Police Department. There were several men in black near these scenes.

In the Hudson Park Hotel, New York, a cold-faced man with several bodyguards was protected by a cold face received a call from his subordinates and heard a message that made him change color.

"So, are they all dead?" said the man with a cold face.

"Yes, boss," the subordinate on the other end of the phone reported.

"Well, I know, you can evacuate. Or do you still have the same rules to clear out all the traces and leave this city and don't cause any trouble." The man with a cold face said lightly.

"I understand, boss."

The man with a cold face looked at the time, pondered for a moment, then raised his head and signaled for a while, let two of the bodyguards go out to check it out, and then he started booking a plane ticket to leave New York.

Just as he finished booking the air ticket and was about to take his people to the airport, he suddenly found that the two bodyguards who had just been sent to check did not seem to have come back within the specified time, so a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Carl, go and have a look," the cold-faced man ordered.

"Okay, boss," the bodyguard named Carl loaded the gun in his hand, and then carefully opened the door. The moment he had just poked his head out, he felt something had been stabbed in his neck, and before he could do something, he felt dizzy. Then he fell to the ground, and before he was unconscious, he saw a man wearing a black windbreaker and hat with blond hair.

Carl's fall made everyone in the room feel tight, and the guns were pointed at the outside, and the people outside were about to poke their heads and directly sieve the other party. The man with a cold face was even more straightforward and picked up the phone directly and prepared to report the case to the police station.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Several gunshots sounded, and under the horrified gaze of the people in the room, several bullets actually appeared in their sight in a corner. Before they could do anything, they felt a pain in their eyebrows, and then their eyes began to dissipate and fell into a pool of blood.

Bang! Another gunshot directly knocked the phone in the cold man's hand into pieces, and a voice appeared in his ear: "Mr. Chevrachev, please don't cause trouble for me."

"Who are you? Did Anthony Stein ask you to come?" It turned out that this person was the death investor Chevrachev. Since his failure to attack Anthony, he has been six bodyguards who have been keeping away, and at the same time monitoring his partners.

"You are indeed a smart person, but you did a pretty stupid thing and chose a pretty stupid partner." Gin's figure appeared in front of him.

Looking at the gin that made people stand up in front of him, Chevrachev couldn't help swallowing, and then quickly smiled and said, "Sir, do you think this is good? I am willing to apologize for what I have done before and compensate. The compensation number will definitely satisfy you and your boss."

"Compensation? Of course you have to compensate," Gin chuckled, "But our boss is not short of money. He is missing a specimen, a specimen like you!"

When Chevrachev heard this, he had a flash of anger in his eyes, and then he pulled the gun directly under the huge pressure from Ginjiu, and pulled the trigger at Ginjiu: "If you want my life, please exchange your life!"

Several bullets were out of the chamber and hit Gin. Seeing that his bullet was about to hit the target, before Chevrachev could smile, a scene that shocked him appeared. Gin just shook his body slightly, and all the bullets he shot were empty. Then he saw that the other party raised the gun in his hand. Before he could say something begging for mercy, the bullet slowly magnified in front of him and went straight into his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!