Guan Luoyang tried to interrogate this red-haired young man. His mental current could bring a huge sense of oppression to the other person's mind, forcing him to reveal the answer he wanted to know.

The red-haired young man himself was a member of the clones and had been working for this base ten years ago. At that time, the real master of decapitation had just arrived in the Violet State and experienced his first failure, so they collected After receiving the blood of the decapitated master, he used his genes to create a group of clones of the decapitated master.

When Master Guillotine was defeated for the second time, the best one among the accelerated growth clones was selected and replaced the real Master Guillotine.

In order to prevent discovery, the family members of the decapitated master were successively disposed of in the name of accidents.

After that, those individuals judged to have great potential among Master Guanhead's opponents will have their genes obtained, and batch after batch of clones will be created in this No. 4 experimental base.

Among each batch of clones, those who can surpass the original owner at the same physiological stage are considered qualified and transported to the upper levels. The remaining unqualified products will all undergo plastic surgery and be sold as a "weapon" resource. To warlords in war-torn areas.

"Who is your superior?"

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

"The person who comes to handover with us is different every time, but they will provide me with a sustained-release agent as a certificate of handover."

The red-haired young man has a problem with his brain nerve development. He can only rely on timely injections of sustained-release drugs to maintain a clear mind. Otherwise, he will experience indescribable confusion and emptiness.

Guan Luoyang stared at his expression. This man was now covered in cold sweat and his face was pale, but there was no pain or fear in his eyes. He was just driven by spiritual current and had to tell the truth.

It was as if he was originally programmed with a set of inherent procedures, and now Guan Luoyang forcibly tampered with part of the program. The entire process was a mechanical transformation, and there were not many emotional changes.

"If your abnormality is due to a brain problem, then do Master Guillotine and others also have the same problem?"

"Otherwise, even if a clone has lived in the outside world for ten years and has so many channels of access to outside information, it is inevitable that he will become curious and dissatisfied. He will pursue the source of genes and explore the identity of those at the top, right?"

The red-haired young man's answer was no.

"A fighter's fighting ability is often linked to his emotions. If there is a problem with the brain, it is easy for unexpected changes to occur during combat."

"So the clones of fighters are striven to be fully developed, and they will also be arranged to learn common sense, and even learn the corresponding customs based on the life experience of their genetic origin."

"It stands to reason that they have completely different personalities, and some are even naturally rebellious. They should launch a counterattack against our organization when they gain a certain degree of freedom, so we will keep them asleep after the modulation is completed. The status will be handed over to the upper level. As long as it is handed over, there will be no problem."

In other words, these people's superiors have another means of control.

Guan Luoyang thought about it and said, "Make a copy of all the information you have here and give it to me."

When he attacked the central computer just now, he held back, but his main purpose was to cut off the power supply, and he did not directly destroy it with one punch.

After the red-haired young man reopened the computer, he used his own authority to clear the alarm, and then began to copy the data. During the whole process, Guan Luoyang's hand was always wrapped with electric light, pressing on the red-haired young man's shoulder.

After the progress bar of copying data came to an end, the red-haired young man started to operate it again, because the most important part of the data had been heavily encrypted and needed to be decrypted before copying.

After opening the encrypted file, the first interface that pops up is a green and twisted anime-style tree pattern. All the branches and leaves are emitting soft light, which is beautiful.

The red-haired young man had seen this picture countless times, but when he saw it again today, he was suddenly shocked.

Guan Luoyang noticed that his mental waves suddenly fell into a state of mania and violence, his body temperature rose sharply, and his whole body began to tremble like a maniac. Knowing that something was wrong, he pulled him away and unplugged the USB drive.

The picture of the big tree on the computer changed from soft green light to bright red. The curved branches and drooping leaves now looked like a terrifying spell.

The alarm inside the computer screamed, boomed, and exploded to pieces.

Guan Luoyang took the red-haired young man to avoid the impact of the explosion, but the red-haired young man was already bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes turned white, and he lost his breath.

It was a kind of power that exploded from the inside of the red-haired young man's brain. It was mysterious and unpredictable, and the fluctuations in power were incompatible with the technological atmosphere here.

After all, he has dealt with some people who practice magic, and he has also practiced the Lihuo Golden Eye Sword. Guan Luoyang can be sure that the last picture is definitely some kind of magic method, and it comes from the culture of Dongfang Yunzhuan Talisman.

despair!

A very slight sound of landing came from the other side of the secret passage, but it did not escape Guan Luoyang's ears.

He put down the body of the red-haired young man, put the USB flash drive into his portable space, dusted himself off from the smoke, and turned to look at the person who stepped into the base.

The other person is a white man who looks less than forty years old. He is wearing a silver-gray suit, a white shirt and a black tie. His long brown hair is tied into a ponytail on the back of his head, and there is a strand of hair on each side of the temple, which is permed and curved.

Like waves, hanging on both sides of the cheeks.

"Hello, my friend."

This strange man laughed, as if he had not noticed that a fierce battle had just occurred here. He stepped over the bodies of several clones and made a gesture towards Guan Luoyang to embrace him warmly.

Rice bug

Guan Luoyang raised a palm to stop his approach and said, "I don't think I know you."

"Oh, indeed, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the Sheriff of the Violet State."

The man in a suit showed an ID, his eyes lingered on Guan Luoyang's face for a moment, "Asians probably can't get used to such long names, just call me Harry."

He didn't try to get closer. After collecting the certificate, he turned around and looked around, "It's so lucky that I just took a nap in the seaside park, so I had time to watch you break into this underground base."

"Although underground bases may not necessarily be evil, I am certain that this base has never been reported to the Violet State government. And judging from the conditions of the cultivation chambers, this should be a place for human experiments, right?"

Guan Luoyang didn't trust the other party more because of his ID, and said calmly: "Obviously, it's an experiment in human cloning."

"It's the most inhumane kind!"

Harry walked towards the training cabins and looked at the label pictures above, "Oh my God, isn't this the Mexican wrestling master Sneering Mask, who was defeated by a hair's breadth two months ago after a hard fight with the head-decapitated master? At that time, he was

I lost a lot of money."

"Damn it, it turns out that I lost money because there was an evil organization behind it."

He suddenly turned around, "So, the fighters who destroy this evil base are obviously our friends in the Violet State."

"Can I ask you to come with me to the Public Security Bureau to make a transcript?"

The sound of police sirens sounded on the ground.

Guan Luoyang laughed instead: "Delaying time is just to wait for support? If I don't agree, it will definitely become a strong invitation?"

"No no no."

Harry waved his hands repeatedly and took two steps back, "The Violet State is the capital of fighting. Street fighting and underground fighting are completely legal. We have neither obligation nor reason to embarrass a fighter like you."

"But there is a No. 4 mark on this base, and there is obviously a more troublesome illegal organization behind it. The invitation for this transcript is actually just because I think maybe we can provide you with some help."

He added, "Of course, if you don't want to, I can also guarantee that people outside will not cause any obstacles to you and will only watch you leave."

Guan Luoyang thought for a while: "It's not a big trouble to make a record, but I have a request."

Harry smiled broadly: "Please tell me."

"These clones staying in the culture chamber have not yet reached adulthood."

Guan Luoyang looked at the hollow glass pillars and the naked bodies suspended in the blue liquid. Some of them even looked like children. "You must place these clones, conduct detailed inspections on them, and follow-up treatment."

Please let me know all the plans."

Harry responded: "This is natural. Our United States of Boston is the country that pays most attention to human rights in the world. Although their origins are somewhat unusual, this will only make our staff treat them differently."

time, be more careful.”

"Then let your people find a way to transport them out first."

Guan Luoyang looked around, threw out a green energy, pulled a chair from the corner on the right, sat down, "I'll wait and see."

Harry smiled, pressed his cell phone, and said into the speaker: "You can come in. Keep a polite smile on your face. In addition, go get a team of doctors over."

Soon, a group of people in black suits jumped down from the hole above the secret passage and entered the experimental base.

They saluted Harry one after another, and then quickly dispersed. Some were on guard, some were targeting the base security guards who had been tapped, and some were searching everywhere in an orderly manner.

Harry came to Guan Luoyang and said, "Now, my friend, can you tell me your name?"

"Guan Luoyang."

"Mr. Guan."

Harry showed the phone screen in front of Guan Luoyang, pressed the record button, and said, "If you don't mind, we can do some simple questions and answers now. The first point is, can you tell me how you discovered this clone-making

Where is the base of human evil?”

Guan Luoyang crossed one leg, folded his hands on his abdomen, watched those people busy, and casually replied: "Intuition."

His eyes were not focused and he was thinking about other things.

Also looking forward to it.

If the organization behind this base is powerful enough, it should have received the news. Will those people send more powerful personnel to retaliate?

Compared to going to those fighting arenas and finding people to fight one by one, this kind of battle to deal with the revenge of an evil organization is obviously more in line with Guan Luoyang's aesthetics.
Chapter completed!