"It's late at night, it's already half past twelve... Thank you for staying here tonight. It's a matter of rotation. I'll do it next time. Do you have any objection? Comrade An Haochen." The leader went to Nazheng to sort out the experimental data. The man said, and then led other researchers to leave in droves.
The crowd dispersed, and the huge research institute fell into dead silence.
An Haochen stopped writing in his hand and sighed softly.
This is the fourth day this week.
Of course he knew that those people were just pretending, nothing more. After all, who really cares about a mute's opinion.
But that’s fine too.
He carefully took out the colorless and translucent reagent hidden in the dark compartment behind the experimental table, placed it in the palm of his hand and examined it.
It was because of this little antagonist that he was poisoned and became aphasic.
At first, I was secretly researching the method of mutation recovery, and before the reagents I developed could be tested on mutants, I don't know which bastard reported it.
That day, a large group of people broke into the institute in a mighty manner. Not only did they silence him as a warning, they also destroyed all the experimental reports. Fortunately, the antagonist had been hidden in advance and he was able to escape the disaster.
After a while, I found a 5ml disposable syringe. After unpacking it, draw out the liquid, exhaust the air and put on the needle cap.
Suddenly, he was caught off guard and was pushed hard from behind. He immediately rushed towards the experimental table, knocking all kinds of reagents and experimental equipment to the floor.
Before An Haochen could recover, an extremely sharp nail had already touched the pulse point of his carotid artery.
"The experiment will be terminated immediately. If you dare to resist, you will be killed immediately."
An Haochen stared at the other person's fox mask, worried that it was sent by the organization, so he quietly hid the syringe in his sleeve.
"...Hey, I'm talking to you, are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?" Chaos Vers thought he was too arrogant and rude, and felt slightly sullen.
"...Don't be like this! He really can't speak!" At that moment, Lin Zikai also appeared here, rushing forward and pulling away the other party's hand regardless of his own safety, "Chen is definitely not the same as the people here. His participation in the experiment is completely unreasonable. forced!"
As Riying was walking and playing games, he looked up and saw An Haochen and Lin Ziyu hugging each other, inseparable. The single Wang expressed his confusion: "Did I miss some high-energy plot???"
At this moment, a continuous banging sound came from behind the heavy iron door deep in the research institute.
"Why are those guys so restless all of a sudden?! It's so annoying." At this moment, Split Shadow didn't care whether the idle game would be reported. He immediately put away his phone and drew out the Demonic Soul Sword to prepare for it. "You guys should get out of here right now. "
"I'm afraid... it's not going well." Lin Zikai noticed that An Haochen's knees were dripping with blood and his white coat was stained bright red. He might have been injured by broken glass just now.
"I'm so afraid, you've come at a good time, just what I wanted!" Chaos Vers moved his muscles and shot straight in the moment the iron gate was demolished.
"...Wait a minute, you actually want to fight one against many?!" Split Shadow was shocked when he saw the other party plunge into the wave of mutants. I was thinking about whether to go up to help in the battle, but found that he was extremely capable of handling it.
Okay, a brave and skilled fighter like the Chaos Flying King may not need help, and may even think you are in the way.
Just as all the mutants were flying forward with their teeth and claws bared, and when it seemed inevitable to avoid them, Chaos Vers suddenly stabbed the ground with his spear, and then held the gun body with both hands in an inverted position, stabilizing at a height of more than three meters.
Immediately afterwards, the gun rotated downward on its axis, and a spinning kick knocked back a circle of mutants several meters away.
Finally, he turned over and landed on the ground, returning his spear.
He briefly glanced at the monsters lying on the ground, but he still didn't feel satisfied: "None of them can be beaten..."
