Tanabe's little dog squandered a billion yen of funding, but ended up getting nothing and never fiddled with the Hydra. Not to mention the Hydra, it wasn't even a decent experiment process.

The Japanese government finally lost patience, and the Tanabe puppy became a betrayed dog. At this time, the US government learned about the Japanese government's Hydra plan and immediately extended an olive branch to the Tanabe puppy. While treating him as a useless liar, he promised him the best laboratory and considerable experimental funds. There is no need to weigh the two. The Tanabe puppy fled Japan overnight under the arrangement of the US ambassador.

However, the Americans are not stupid. They also know that Tanabe's little dog may be just a liar, but they still poached him, just in case. What if this guy really has the notes of Tanabe's capital, what if he can really make the Hydra come up? Such a guy is better than putting it in a country like Japan and accepting supervision anytime and anywhere.

For this reason, it is no big deal to raise a waste.

When Tanabe's little dog arrived in the United States, he still achieved nothing. The experimental assistant specially arranged for him commented on him as an ignorant idiot. The commander-in-chief of the United States, who had been prepared for this, did not care about it. It seemed that this was a normal phenomenon.

The little dog in Tianbian was fucked to the end of his funding and laboratory, and he was given a monthly subsidy according to the refugee standards to ensure that he could not starve to death, so no one paid attention to him anymore.

The little dog on the side of the field was obviously not willing to turn from a phoenix into a pheasant. He found the US government again and again, saying that his experiment was going to be successful. Although he did not study Hydra, he developed another by-product called macrophage. Once this bacteria sticks to a person, the human body will age rapidly, and these bacteria will continue to grow and will eventually know that the person will die due to aging.

At that time, the little dog on the field only knew that this bacteria was devouring a force that people could not see, a force that people rely on for survival.

After submitting the experimental results report of Tanabe's little dog to the Ministry of Defense, it was sank to the sea. No one would be willing to believe a guy labeled as a liar.

By chance, Matthew saw this report. Matthew immediately became interested in this macrophage. At this time, it had been five years since the little dog in Tianbian was regarded as an abandoned child. During these five years, the little dog in Tianbian was worse than the homeless man on the street. At least the homeless man would go wherever he wanted, and he did not have the freedom to go.

Matthew met the little dog on the side of the dog and told him that the thing his bacteria swallowed was called the power of vitality, and the United States needed this bacteria.

Three years later, the little dog from Tianbian still achieved nothing. The legendary macrophage became more and more like a legend. Matthew had lost his patience. At this time, the little dog from Tianbian came.

The little dog Tabaya took out the skin syringe from the box he was holding. The syringe was an orange-red liquid, with only a drop or a little.

Matthew frowned slightly and looked at the skin syringe. This was the first time this little dog from Tianbian has produced results after he arrived in the United States.

"What's the use of this thing?" Matthew finally put away his impatientness and began to develop a little interest in what was in the hands of the little dog in Tanabe.

The little dog from Tanaba looked behind him, and the guard behind him looked at Matthew. Matthew nodded, and a man with long hair with a locked neck came in outside.

The man looked like a typical Indian, with red cheeks, dark hair, and an iconic tattoo.

This guy was locked to the cervical spine, and a dead stone was inlaid in the buckle. It was obvious that this guy was a wizard or something, using his hand to liven up his life.

"You damn bastards, who have taken away the land of our ancestors and enslaved the masters of this continent, I will lower the spell and ask you to bear the burning of the flames."

Matthew was impatient with this kind of speech, ignored it, and looked at the syringe in the little dog Tabayashi's hand.

The little dog on the side of the field was about to inject the injection, Matthew asked, "Is this thing safe? Is it stable?" Matthew didn't want to see the experiment of such a thing that didn't know the roots without any isolation.

The little dog Tanabe nodded and said, "It's very safe. I adjusted the DNA of this macrophage to ensure that this bacteria will wither and die the moment it leaves the power of vitality. That is to say, this bacteria will die with the death of the host and will not spread around."

Matthew was quite satisfied with the statement of the little dog on the side of the field. But he stood up and walked away from a distance, gently pressed the remote control, and brought the next glass wall in front of him. This wall was resistant to armor-piercing bullets and was hidden behind him, and no one could threaten him.

Matthew signaled the little dog on the edge of the field to continue.

The little dog from Tanabe was quite disdainful of Matthew's greed for life and fear of death, but he did not dare to show too much. He bowed slightly to Matthew, pressed the watch in his hand, and then directly pressed the syringe on the shoulder of the Indy wizard, and hit the back hard, and the orange liquid was instantly injected into the Indian wizard's skin.

The little dog from Tanabe immediately retreated. The Indian wizard obviously didn't know what the Japanese had done to him. Seeing them all avoiding him from afar, he understood that things might be bad.

Then the Indian wizard felt a slight tingling on his shoulder. When he looked down, he saw that the skin at the injection site had obviously become much older, and a spot the size of a coin appeared on his shoulder.

The skin was wrinkled and dull. The Indian wizard was stunned and stood up and looked at it again. A circle of coins was originally the size of a peach, and the thing was still spreading everywhere.

The skin of the peach-sized place collapsed, looking like a broken hole in an apple, which made the Indian wizard feel huge fear and kept swaying his shoulders. He didn't know what was going on, and it was because of this that it was even more terrifying.

The hole expanded rapidly and soon reached his chest. At this time, the Indian wizard began to suffer from lung failure and difficulty breathing. As the hole spreads, the Indian wizard was like a TV documentary playing an ageing.

As the circle spreads faster and faster, the wizard ages rapidly, and soon the young and strong wizard turns into an octogenarian, with thick black hair becoming extremely white and still falling off. In addition, it is probably the shocking skin change. The wizard's skin is loose, layer by layer on his face, and his back is hunched down, looking like an old man who lives a hundred years old.

Then the old man fell to the ground with a crunch. The shackles on his back were too heavy for him, and he directly crushed his spine.

As the wizard died, dusty things emerged from the wizard's body, making waves of wailing, like millions of mosquitoes and flies roaring together. Then the roaring sound came to an abrupt end, the dust fell instantly, and everything returned to normal.

This scene made Matthew stunned, and all the bodyguards of Matthew stood there on the spot.

They never thought that this guy named Tanabe Dog could really tinker with macrophages.

This is incredible.

This is simply the natural nemesis of the immortal cultivator.

Matthew walked back from behind the glass barrier and asked directly: "How many macrophages are there?"

The little dog from Tanabe looked at Matthew's expression that still had not come out of shock, and was obviously quite proud. He had been waiting for the moment of relaxing his thoughts for too long.

"I have cultivated a total of eighteen colonies. Except for one left and one of them just applied, the other sixteen can be applied."

Matthew nodded heavily and said, "Very good, very good, from today, no, from now on, you have won honors for yourself, and won greater experimental funds and experimental equipment."

As he said that, Matthew snapped his fingers, and the bodyguard behind him immediately followed the little dog beside the field to get sixteen colonies and found these colonies. The rest was how to find a way to plant the colony on Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian always wears the ultimate armor, and these colonies must be attached to the power of vitality, so even if you hit Zheng Xian's ultimate armor, it is useless. You can only hit Zheng Xian's skin to take effect.

"Go to find a few long-range snipers, and you must be the best. From now on, just follow Zheng Xian. No, don't use people to track them. Use satellites and use all means to use to track Zheng Xian's whereabouts. You must not let him disappear on the radar in a minute or a second."

...

Zheng first walked out of District 51 and then returned to Las Vegas.

It is still prosperous and seems to be completely unaffected by District 51. However, the road to District 51 has been completely blocked. However, this situation is so common for people who have lived here for a long time. Foreign tourists will think that this is the case and cannot have any doubts.

Zheng Xian did not take off his ultimate armor, but walked into the city in a swagger. "Transformers" 4 was being screened at this time, so such a guy wearing armor appeared on the street, which caused a sensation. People thought it was the film crew doing promotion. Although they did not know Zheng Xian's armor, they had reason to believe that this might be the main character in "Transformers" 5, and should be a big villain.

People stood in front of Zheng Xian excitedly and took a photo.

Such scenes are very common in cities like Las Vegas, which is an adventurer's paradise, and novel things can happen anytime and anywhere.

Zheng Xian walked among these people and finally sat directly on the most densely populated Fremen Street. Zheng Xian didn't understand the words on the signs and was too lazy to understand them. Anyway, for Zheng Xian, it was just a casino and another casino.

Zheng Xian sat directly on the edge of the fountain, and then stopped moving.
Chapter completed!