Seeing the heavily guarded wall of D Workshop from a distance, Luo Jie did not continue along the road, but turned into the nearby woods with "Fulei" who looked confused.
"Here... why did you bring me here?" "Fulei"'s cute expression that had remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years rarely revealed a hint of inexplicable complex emotions.
Workshop D is where she was born and grew up. Although it is a terrible prison for her, it is also her only home.
Luo Jie did not answer, but found a woodland with few trees to send a signal.
Not long after, "Succulents" appeared in the forest riding his garam hound "Erha", running and jumping up to the two of them.
"At first I just thought that dogs were more handsome. If I had known it would be so difficult to ride, I should have chosen a pig!" "Succulent" jumped down, not caring about what was unsightly, grinning and rubbing its legs.
..
"Flei" kindly demonstrated for her: "The Gamu dog has great ups and downs when running. It is best to lie on your stomach and flex and extend your body along with the curve of its spine. Don't sit so straight."
"Oh? Thank you. I'll try as you asked next time."
"Okay, we can wait until we get back to have this kind of technical exchange." Luo Jie interrupted the tense conversation between the two and asked "Succulents": "Have you done everything I asked you to do?"
"Succulents" nodded, took out a hand-drawn map from his arms and handed it to Luo Jie, and said: "This is the security layout outside D workshop. My Garmu dog is the same model as the Garmu dog here.
It's easy to mislead others... However, things are not going well inside the D workshop. "Erha" can't continue to move forward, so it can only withdraw."
After hearing the conversation between the two, "Fulei" vaguely realized what Luo Jie wanted to do by bringing her here, and said in disbelief: "You...you want to enter the D workshop? Why?"
"Do something you've always wanted to do, but didn't dare to do."
After Luo Jie finished speaking, without waiting for "Fulei" to react, he turned to "Succulent" and said, "Succulent, do you still remember what I told you?"
"Of course, remember to call the reporters. The more, the better."
"Succulents" shook Liu Hai proudly. He was not good at fighting, but he was good at running errands and building momentum.
Luo Jie nodded, raised his hand and summoned Xiaping Linghua from the different space of [Dracula's Cloak], turned around and walked directly in the direction of Workshop D.
"Why……"
"Fulei" was stunned and wanted to catch up, but "Succulent" quickly blocked her in front of her with quick hands and eyes.
"Brother Nightmare told me to keep an eye on you."
"I...just want to help." "Fule" murmured.
"Succulents" had an expression of understanding on his face and sighed: "I used to think so too, until I found that in front of him I was like a salted fish that only shouted 666... ​​As a human being, sometimes don't be so persistent.
Giving up is actually a very happy thing.”
…
In front of D workshop.
A red-haired doorman yawned lazily, which caused the nose of the doorman opposite to itch like a contagion.
"Hey, John, how long until it's time to change your shift?"
"You just changed your shift and you want to get off work?" The guard opposite took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, waved his hand and said, "There are still four hours, just bear with it."
The red-haired doorman quietly unbuttoned his collar, looked up at the scorching sun above his head, and complained: "Obviously we can use automatons to stand guard, but we have to stand here. I really don't know who the people above are.
What do you think..."
"Stop complaining. If you stand six hours a day, you will get 5 pounds at the end of the month. Do you know how many people kneel down and beg for such a good job?... Haven't you heard? There is a kind of thing in the East.
The terrible plague has left many small countries with almost no living people, and many refugees have fled to us by boat. The docks are full of Orientals looking for work, and even the jobs of collecting excrement buckets are being snatched."
"No wonder there have been more and more faces with black hair and yellow skin in the city recently... But why haven't they been published in the newspapers? Those reporters who are all-pervasive should be the most sensitive to this kind of news, right?"
"Maybe it was suppressed by the congressmen above. After all, news like the plague can easily cause widespread panic... In fact, I agree with this. After all, I don't want to wake up one morning and find
All the bread in the bakery has been robbed."
"What you said seems to be correct... I hope the plague will not be brought over by those fleeing Easterners. I also want to live in peace for a few more days."
Another guard took off his hat to get some air, and mocked: "Why are you thinking so much? Of course, the men above have to worry about these things. Drinking and having fun is what singles like us should do... By the way, recently -
The price of street warblers has dropped a lot, and there are also a number of Eastern and Western beauties. Do you want to go and have a try together after the change of guard?"
"Hey? If you talk about this, I won't feel sleepy anymore..."
The two grown men winked at each other and showed tacit smiles in unison.
The two were about to have a more in-depth discussion on this topic when a black girl wearing a strange tights suddenly appeared on the road in front of the main entrance.
The red-haired doorman couldn't help but whistle frivolously and winked at the other doorman.
If it had been anyone else, the guards would have warned and driven away, but facing such a "weak and helpless" girl, the two guards tried their best to show their tough and tender side, and walked forward with concern.
Asked: "What's wrong, little sister? Are you lost?"
A cold light flashed in the girl's eyes as deep as the starry sky, and the cement pavement under her feet suddenly exploded with radial cracks. A long whip shrouded in black mist extended from her hand, and she rushed in front of the two of them in an instant.
"No! It's a robot doll! Quick--"
Blowjob, Blowjob—!
The tip of the pitch-black whip struck out with two ear-piercing sonic booms. As soon as the thought of firing a warning shot flashed through the minds of the two guards, everything went dark before their eyes and they fell to the ground.
However, a piercing siren still sounded in the sky above D Workshop, and a large number of footsteps and noisy voices came from far and near from inside the wall.
"It seems that these two guards are just decorations. There are also hidden sentries here."
Luo Jie, dressed in black, walked slowly from behind, opened the door under the protection of Xia Ping Linghua, and walked straight into the D workshop.
After all, D Workshop is researching taboo human cloning technology in spite of the world's disapproval. The real defense power is much tighter than what is exposed on the surface.
In less than half a minute, Luo Jie met the first arriving quick-response internal guards.
Chapter completed!