First there were pistol weapons. The projectiles that could kill a human in an instant only caused a spark on the monster's body.
It didn't even appear to be in danger.
Then there's the rifle.
Thanks to the reliable facilities of Guhai Pharmaceutical Laboratory.
The sound of gunshots that can shatter human eardrums in a small enclosed space is not loud outside the glass window.
However, the raging tongues of flame erupting from the barrel and the golden bullet casings gradually piling up on the ground still made some people who were not often exposed to weapons can't help but make their hearts beat faster and sweat.
But even if the muzzle velocity of the bullet can exceed the speed of sound, the huge kinetic energy only makes the monster tense up.
He opened his mouth and let out a low growl.
As for the injuries? If the white scratches on the body are also counted.
Until various models of sniper rifles come on the scene.
"Bang!"
The monster's body was blown away by the powerful impact and hit the iron cage.
And it seemed to be irritated by a real life and death crisis at this time.
It roared and hit the cage with its sharp limbs and tail like crazy.
The iron cage fixed to the ground even transmitted this violent force to the ground outside the window.
Even the dullest visitor can feel the tremors beneath their feet.
The monster burst out with a shocking ferocity.
Under its hard struggle, even rifle bullets could not break through its body, and it was smashed against the railings of the cage!
The cage made of aerospace titanium alloy gradually deformed from impact to impact.
The tail stretched out of the cage, making a scraping noise against metal.
At this moment, the fat Guhai looked very experienced.
He said calmly: "The experiment is over."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gunshot so loud that even if he stood outside the window, he had to cover his ears.
The monster's corpse was blasted from the ground like a rag doll, and then hit the ground in vain.
He twitched for a while before finally calming down.
"That was just now."
The arms group representative said blankly.
"Well, the XM-109 armor-piercing sniper rifle, operated by a top sniper, can definitely hit the head with one shot from this distance. But even so, it struggled for a full two minutes after being shot before dying."
Kokai said calmly: "This is the crudest combination of Godzilla cells and humans."
After watching, Gu Hai did not lead the crowd deeper.
Instead, investments were made on the spot.
Everyone present, either their subsidiaries have technical reserves that are not inferior to those of national laboratories, or they are institutions with strong execution capabilities in a certain region of the world.
What’s more, they are the financial backers behind the political power of some countries!
Raising investment not only requires funds, but also the resources at their disposal.
If it were just a simple shortage of funds, then the United States, as the sponsor of this research, would just turn on the money printing press and be done.
There is no need to share profits with others.
In fact, there is no need for Guhai to explain it in detail.
Not to mention the fusion's ability to withstand sniper rifles, it also has the ability to eradicate all diseases and extend life span by 150 years.
It already makes the representatives of pharmaceutical companies want to lie on the glass.
After a simple sales pitch, everyone dispersed with pleasantries.
Several representatives who were obviously very old even had to hurry back to the car to get medicine.
The world since Godzilla came ashore has changed too drastically for these pampered old people.
Just when Bai Tangjing walked out of the door with his master and Saeko.
The phone vibrated, and Samurai Wakatsuki's text message was displayed on the screen.
"Oh?" Bai Tang Jing smiled playfully, "I just said that if Wakatsuki can talk about 'interesting' things, it won't be so boring."
"Mirror, won't you leave?"
Saeko was already standing by the car, opened the door, tilted her head and asked.
The grandeur on his chest inadvertently printed two tempting patties on the car window.
Bai Tangjing wiped the corners of his mouth without leaving a trace, with a serious look on his face.
"Well, you and the master will go back first, and Wakatsuki will find me."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door of the laboratory again.
But Takemoto Jiuan, who was already sitting in the car, got out of the car with a weird look on his face.
"Uncle Takemoto?"
"Ugh, Saeko. I think it's been a month since the disaster subsided, and it's time for me to return to the Takemoto-ryu Gym."
Saeko was stunned for a moment, and then his beautiful red phoenix eyes narrowed in laughter.
"It's really a big help for you to leave so consciously."
The sturdy old man covered up his embarrassment with laughter, and then ran away in the convoy of the film source.
Shirodo Kei entered the laboratory again. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wakatsuki waiting.
"Hey! I haven't seen you for a month, Wakatsuki?"
"It's indeed a long time no see. Come with me."
The calm blond man smiled very friendly.
He walked directly through the long corridor with the Baitang Mirror and walked deeper.
"Is it okay? Just bring an outsider like me in."
Bai Tangjing put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked relaxedly.
There is no trace of the tension of walking in a human laboratory.
"No, it's nothing." Wakatsuki led the way and shook his head, "Even if you don't come in now, I will invite you in some time."
The corner of Bai Tangjing's mouth raised a handsome smile.
Invite yourself?
As a sixteen-year-old college student who has not yet entered the University of Tokyo, is there anything worth noting?
First of all, eliminate the asset factor. Although I have made an agreement with Katage Mitou and Nogi Hideki to integrate the Hinomoto Express and warehousing industries by myself, don’t say that this matter has not yet happened. Even if it is done, I have no idea about the power behind this laboratory.
So what does it mean?
Is that the skill he showed in Fist Wish Jue Ming?
It seems that their experiments require strong humans.
But they have to "invite" themselves, not force them.
In other words, it's not urgent?
At least he wasn't eager enough to take action against himself, who held the position of vice-president of the Boxing Club.
It’s a bit interesting.
The young man couldn't help but nodded.
Soon, the two of them reached the end of the corridor.
This is also the window where Gu Hai did not let anyone get close to him just now.
Bai Tangjing floated past and couldn't help but stop him in his tracks.
I saw Dr. Yingchu, who had also participated in the fight to die, standing in front of the operating table.
A weak-looking girl was tied to the operating table.
The pear-shaped face looked desperately at Yingchu, who was approaching.
In a desperate struggle, the belt that restrained her stretched her body into graceful curves.
She was shouting at the top of her lungs.
She didn't look like a beautiful woman, but like a living fish that was already lying on the chopping board but still struggling.
The soundproofing effect of the glass windows is very good, but just this scene alone can bring a strong sense of despair and panic to the viewer's mind.
As the chief surgeon, Yingchu had no doubts in his eyes just because the patient being operated on was a weak woman.
Instead, it shone with excitement.
With a solemn and sacred expression, he picked up a large glass jar from one side.
It was as if that was the idol he believed in.
Inside the hazy liquid in the jar, there was a piece of tissue that looked like reptile skin.
It seems light and thin, but it sinks to the bottom of the liquid.
"Let's go."
Wakatsuki swiped his card on the seemingly empty wall at the end of the corridor and called for the elevator.
Bai Tangjing followed silently.
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