After a while, Mo Ming: "No."

It's a pity, but the guy in front of him still needs to be killed, otherwise it would be too dangerous to keep. Who knows that one day he had another whim and ran over to give his body a little smell and smell it.

Thinking of this, she held the pistol tightly and planned to shoot it but the gun was smashed to the bottom of the gun, and then she would first smash the other party into a paralysis.

The dog ran over, wagged his tail at her, and put his head next to Dr. Laixi. That was so happy.

Do you know that the dog that is in trouble knows that its two owners are going to fight for life and death? If it really doesn't work, it can only take action in front of it. At that time, it will only leave anyone it will help.

Just as he was thinking, Dr. Laixi raised his hand and pinched a small test tube in his fingers, which was filled with green gas.

Now Xining didn't dare to move, and secretly scolded her damn aesthetic, making the hair poisonous and turned green.

Mo Ming: "It's the same with red."

It seems that this is the reason, even if it is transparent, it must not be a good thing in this guy's hands.

It's too late to shoot and try it. If there is no bullet in the gun, it's too late to take the second step. Now I can only try it. Should I see if she smashes it quickly or if the other party crushes the test tube quickly.

Dr. Laixi seemed to see through her thoughts: "You are not as fast as me. This is a special one. It will break if you pinch it lightly. As long as it is less than twenty-five degrees, it will automatically burst within five seconds."

This means that not only do you have to knock it out, but you also have to grab the test tube within five seconds. Otherwise, the temperature of the test tube will crack when it leaves the human body and the gas inside will spread out.

She laughed and showed her eight teeth: "Doctor, are you tired of squatting like this? Otherwise, we will sit and chat, maybe there is a way to have the best of both worlds."

Dr. Laixi seemed to have not heard it, and asked himself: "Do you know that I always ask others to call me a doctorate, not a professor?"

A tenured honorary professor at Manhattan College is enough to call him a professor, not a doctor.

Only the genius knows why, but at this time they can only play with each other. Otherwise, she might not have killed the high-IQ second-legged beast in front of her. She knows that this kind of guy is the most difficult and has a headache!

After thinking about it, she asked tentatively: "Because he is a professor, and you are a doctor?"

When I saw Dr. Laixi, I smiled and said nothing, but I had a thumbs up in my eyes when I stared at her. It seems that I was right. If you have a high IQ, you really have a dual personality, which makes humans on Earth have no way to survive. Being a professor in college should either benefit humans or destroy them.

Okay, just take it seriously. At least that professor is good, and find a way to lead it out: "So can I meet the professor?" Let's talk about how to save the life of the Lord.

Dr. Laixi shook his head with a smile: "No need for him, I have decided."

My heart sank, and my eyes turned to the test tube containing green gas. Are you going to be finished?

I heard a voice coming: "For the first time I reached a consensus with him."

What's the meaning?

Dr. Laixi smiled gently and looked at her somewhat surprised expression, and her face reflected from his eyes: "Thank you!"

After saying that, he stood up, pinched the test tube and slowly retreated, leaving the dog squatting in place, turning his neck and looking left and right.

When the dog stood up and might have intended to follow, Dr. Laixi said in a commanding tone: "York, stay, don't move."

York sat down again like a conditioned reflex, and followed her to watch Dr. Laixi slowly retreat to the bathroom door.

Then Dr. Laixi crushed the test tube, threw it in, and left quickly.

The green gas is immediately released and spreads rapidly throughout the bathroom.

Damn it! She immediately held her breath and chased out, on the one hand to chase and on the other hand to avoid the poisonous gas.

But after running for less than two steps, I felt dizzy and fell to the ground with my limbs weakly. Before I fainted, I saw the dog running over in a daze, licking her hand, and screaming in a hurry...

Mo Ming's voice: "The mission is completed!"

Uh... this task is completed?

When Xining opened her eyes, she had already returned to the green planet. Mo Ming, who had never had a good face and had a cold face.

No matter how beautiful the system is, it cannot always face such a bad face.

Has the mission been completed? After savoring, the green gas should only target her, or only target humans. I thought Carac was still dizzy and didn't know what to react.

Mo Ming: "Look!"

What happened after the mission appeared in front of you.

The ringtone of the cell phone rang, and Kyrole Jones slowly woke up and found himself in the hospital bed while Carac was sitting next to dozing off.

On the bedside table, I found my phone number and picked it up. This was not a call, but an alarm clock. She remembered that the alarm clock that had never set this time should be...

She cut off the alarm clock, and the picture on the screen protector made her heart tremble. It was black and white. On the black screen, the word "Thank you" was written in white.

What did she thank her? She didn't know, she only remembered that she died in prison, and the ruthlessness and humiliation made her die with peace of mind. Later, she returned to before the incident, or her body returned to before the incident, but her soul was not hers.

Some "people" helped her find out the truth about the matter, helped her save her reputation and life, and Karak's life.

"Who called it?" She woke up more than the only one, and Carac looked at her.

Kyrole showed his phone and held it in his hand and shook it: "It's an alarm clock."

Karak frowned slightly: "Is it him?"

Kyro asked back: "Who is it?"

Of course it was Dr. Laixi, but Carac swallowed the name. Until now, he didn't know what happened.

Kyrole asked: "What happened?"

Carac told the story, he was in the room, and then somehow lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the bathtub, with a wet body and a undone rope wrapped around his body.

Kyrole lay at the bathroom door, and the dog licked her hand anxiously, trying to wake her up.

He quickly got up and found that he was a little weak. He struggled to get to the room, picked up his cell phone and called the police, and sent the two of them to the hospital.

If someone had attacked them at that time, neither of them would have any resistance and would have a dead end.

Karak asked with a heart of heart: "Is it him?"

When Kyrole was about to answer, her cell phone rang. She saw that it was a number she had never seen before, and judging from the length of the number, it was a landline call.

After answering the phone, a familiar voice came from the opposite side. As long as anyone who has experienced a life-and-death scene will never forget the other person's voice... "Miss Jones, I'm leaving."

Kyro subconsciously wanted to have someone monitor it, but this was a hospital, and even if it was monitored, it was too late. This number might be from a public telephone booth. It was locked in three minutes, and at least ten minutes to rush over. The person must have left by then.
Chapter completed!