"yes!"

Cramon handed him the controller.

Mason took the controller and breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled bitterly at Andrea and said, "We don't have to leave. Let's watch a fireworks show together."

"Give it to me and I will light the fire for him to die."

Andrea stretched out her hand, looked at the motionless Dragon King, and said through gritted teeth.

The Dragon King has frightened him for more than twenty years and has become his nightmare. Now that he can personally send him to death, he will naturally not miss this opportunity.

"As you wish."

Dr. Mason handed him the controller with an undisguised look of regret on his face. A cash cow was gone.

"Click!"

Cramon walked in, closed the metal door of the laboratory, and locked it.

Dr. Mason's face sank, he glared at Cramon and yelled: "Who let you in? Get out."

"I just heard from Dr. Mason that there was a fireworks show, so I wanted to see it. Why are you so fierce?"

Cramon muttered quietly.

Andrea frowned, feeling that Cramon seemed a little abnormal today, but she didn't take it to heart. She pressed the button of the controller with her hand, her whole body trembling with excitement. Farewell to this nightmare guy.

He took a deep look at the Dragon King for the last time and gently pressed the button...

"Now, get out of here right now."

Mason roared angrily. Cramon said he was his assistant, but in fact he was no different from a handyman. He had never dared to disobey him. He didn't expect to be so bold today that he dared to contradict him face to face.

"Crack!"

A loud slap hit Mason's face hard, and the huge force made him stagger. He covered his face in disbelief and looked at Cramon with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"What's going on? Why isn't the controller working?"

Andrea didn't pay attention to what just happened. He pressed the buttons on the controller desperately and roared angrily.

"You...you are not Cramon, who are you?"

Mason's expression changed drastically, and he finally realized that something was wrong, and asked in horror.

But his hand quietly reached into his pants pocket, where there was an emergency alarm. If something unexpected happened, just press the alarm, and the biochemical warriors guarding the door would rush in immediately.

Cramon hugged his arms and said with a joking face: "I am your assistant, and I prepared the alarm for you. If you like to play with it, please feel free to do so."

Mason's whole body froze, his whole body was sluggish, and his face showed a look of horror and despair.

"Smelly bitch, what the hell do you want to do..."

Andrea finally realized something was wrong, and rushed towards Cramon with red eyes like a crazy beast.

Bang!

Cramon raised his leg and kicked Andrea away, hitting the alloy wall hard and rolling to the ground, holding his stomach and letting out a painful groan.

"Who...are you? What do you want to do?"

Mason looked at him in fear and yelled with anger and anger.

"Do you want to make a loud noise to alert the guards outside? Unfortunately, dear Dr. Mason, you may have forgotten that in order to prevent others from discovering the secret of you and Andrea holding a carnival here, you specially asked people to install additional equipment in the laboratory.

With the super soundproofing device, let alone shouting, even if you explode into the sky with a loud bang, the guards outside won’t be able to hear you.”

Sister Qiao casually pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing her legs and speaking calmly.

Mason slumped on the ground with a pale face, his head hanging down in frustration.

"What's going on? Who is that woman?"

"It seems

What's going on? Andrea is being controlled."

"Hey, that woman, I don't care who you are or what you want to do, just ask Andrea to pay me the bet right now."

"Yes, Andrea, you are such a loser. You were hit by a woman. Where are the guards around you?"

"I don't care what grudges you have between you. My bet must be paid to me. Otherwise, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, I will still settle the score with you."

…

The scene that happened in the laboratory was clearly seen by all the rich people, and the gamblers who had won money started clamoring.

They don't care about Andrea's life or death, what matters is that they haven't won their bet yet.

Andrea curled up and hid in the corner, listening to the clamor of these customers, with a look of bitterness on his face.

Damn, what's wrong with women? I can't stop women from doing martial arts. If I could call the guards, I'd just lie here and pretend to be deaf.

"Noisy."

Sister Qiao doesn't care about their revenge. Not to mention that she is not her true self now, even if she is her true self, she is not afraid of it. Just when she reached out to cut off the video communication, an audience member suddenly shouted in shock: "

Oh my god, what’s going on? The devil’s muscular man actually lost, how is this possible?”

Sister Qiao was startled, and subconsciously stopped what she was doing and turned around to look.

I saw another change in the arena. The savages suddenly went berserk, jumping up from the ground like a cheetah, and beating the motionless devil muscleman like a violent storm.

Although the Devil Muscular Man was powerful, he didn't fight back for some reason. Under the wild man's crazy attack, he soon lay sprawled on the ground motionless. If his chest wasn't still rising and falling slightly, he would have been no different from a dead person.

Ding Ning looked at his father who was running away with red eyes with a complicated expression. Outsiders could not hear the conversation between them, but he heard it clearly.

There is no doubt that the Devil Muscular Man is indeed the Dragon King. After recovering his memory, he did not choose to hide it. He told his father with a guilty face that he was ambushed in that mission. The news did leak out from him. Although it was not his intention,

But he has an unshirkable responsibility.

Ding Ning refused to comment on this matter and didn't know who to blame.

After all, the Dragon King is also very innocent when it comes to it. He was betrayed by the people around him. Not only did he harm his father and the others, but he himself was drugged and knocked unconscious and locked up here.

Although the father seemed to be very harsh, Ding Ning knew that he was holding on to his strength, and he was just using this method to vent the anger and grievances in his heart for more than twenty years.

"Have you calmed down? Once you've calmed down, let's quickly find a way to get out of this hellish place."

The Dragon King lay on the ground and said with a guilty look on his face.

Even though his nose was bruised and his face was extremely swollen, in fact, there was nothing wrong with him. If he hadn't wanted to make his father vent his anger, he probably wouldn't even have this little skin injury.

"Whoop, whoop!"

Dad gasped, sat down next to the Dragon King, reached out for a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.

Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu also came over and sat beside him, patted his shoulders and sat beside him.

"The lives of twenty-five brothers, even if they die, they will be charged with treason. We must seek justice."

Meng Wenhan didn't even look at the Dragon King, and said in a low voice with red eyes.

"Give me one, too. I haven't tasted the taste of cigarettes for more than 20 years, and my mouth feels like a bird."

The Dragon King stretched out his hand shamelessly.

"Old man, seeing that you have suffered for so many years, I don't blame you, but you have to tell me who the person who betrayed you is. I don't believe that Wang Qiwu, a mere guard, can get it out of you.

News about that mission came out.”

The father reached out and put the cigarette he had taken a puff of into the Dragon King's mouth, stared at the Dragon King and said extremely seriously.

"Cough cough cough!"

The Dragon King's eyes flickered for a moment, and he took a long drag on his cigarette. Perhaps it was because he hadn't tasted the smell of cigarettes for so many years. He was choked and coughed repeatedly, and even shed tears.

Dad didn't say anything, just looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Ding Ning's heart moved. It seems that the Dragon King still has something to hide. Who is it? He has endured more than twenty years of torture and is still unwilling to tell his name.

Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu both stared at the Dragon King with complicated eyes. This old man who they once worshiped as their idol was now no different from an ordinary old man.

In fact, they had already guessed who that person was, but they needed the Dragon King to give them an answer himself.

"Actually, you already know the answer, so why do you need me to say it myself?"

After saying these words, the Dragon King seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He closed his eyes in despair, and two turbid tears slipped quietly along the devil's mask.

"Really the Little Dragon King?"

Meng Wenhan trembled all over, his eyes flashing with horror.

Dad and Duan Xiaowu didn't seem surprised by the answer, and continued to smoke in silence, but their slightly trembling hands betrayed their inner uneasiness.

"Other than my own son, who else can figure out the course of action from me."

The Dragon King quietly wiped away his tears and said with self-mockery, but the sorrow in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

"I know that he betrayed you out of dissatisfaction because you gave the dragon soul to me but didn't give it to him as he wanted."

The father suddenly spoke, with determination flashing in his eyes, and he said forcefully: "But no matter what, what he did killed twenty-five of our brothers. The blood debt must be paid with blood."

The Dragon King trembled all over, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant. He closed his eyes and said in a trembling tone: "I know that even if he dies, he cannot wash away his sins. I am not qualified to ask you for anything. I just
To be continued...