Chapter 551 This is the place where I grew up (please vote for the super large chapter)
The roaring hurricane of helicopters streaked across the dark night sky, and two hazy phantoms jumped from the helicopter in the sky and landed in front of the door of the small building with remaining flames.
"The smell of blood is very strong, and many people died."
The figure on the left is wearing white casual clothes, stepping on the overgrown grass, and his eyes fall on the somewhat desolate open door of the small building.
"Can't contact those mercenaries."
The figure on the right was wearing a black combat uniform and glanced at the laser sniper cannons with burning flames on both sides.
"A hundred people can't stop a D-class transcendent," the figure in casual clothes snorted, "Even if a hundred pigs stand in front of the opponent, they won't be able to kill them all in such a short period of time."
"Who's there?"
The figure in combat uniform on the right suddenly raised his head and looked deep into the small building.
Then his figure disappeared instantly and flickered into the small building. A few seconds later, a mercenary wearing exoskeleton armor and holding various equipment in his hands was picked up by his neck and thrown to the ground.
"Where are the mercenaries here, you are the only one?"
The figure in casual clothes looked down at the mercenary. Through the dim light of the fire, he saw some mottled blood on the mercenary's face.
"Dead," the mercenary seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously shrank and moved back a little, "most of them are dead."
"Killed by the target?"
The figure in combat uniform asked in a low voice.
"They are all dead."
The mercenary's body froze there, and there seemed to be some kind of terrifying scene echoing in his mind.
"Trash," the figure in casual clothes squatted down and looked at the mercenary, "Where is your commander? He is also dead? Where are the people who were injected with genetic medicine?"
"The commander is dead,"
The mercenary finally came back to his senses. He stared at the two figures in front of him. The two figures had their backs to the moonlight. He couldn't see their appearance clearly. "Are you the people above?"
Then he quickly explained, "Most of them died, and the rest ran away."
"So you steal things from those dead people and sell them on the black market?"
The figure in combat uniform also squatted down. He put his hand on the mercenary's head and wrapped his broad palm around the mercenary's cheek. "Where is the target? Where did the target go?"
"The target was picked up by a black car," the mercenary's voice trembled, fear spreading throughout his body, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Click——
Along with the sound of bones breaking, blood spattered under the night sky.
"I know you don't like deserters who steal things from their dead comrades," the figure in casual clothes stood up and patted the blood spattered on his body, "but if you kill him, how can we report this to the boss?"
"The boss never cares what happens,"
The figure in combat uniform also stood up, turned around and walked outside, "He only cares about whether the mission is completed and whether the target is still alive. What the board of directors also cares about is whether the target will bring losses to the group."
"I don't know whether the target will bring losses to the group, but you ruined my new haute couture casual wear."
The figure in casual clothes followed the figure in combat uniform and continued to rub the blood on his body.
"The brake marks have been there for a while,"
The figure in combat uniform squatted beside the road, his bloody palms gently brushing the dark marks on the ground. Then he stood up and looked at the darkness at the end of the street. The shining buildings were looming under the night. "The target has entered."
It’s hard to find in the West End.”
Then he glanced at his companion in casual clothes beside him and said, "Throw it into the washing machine and see if it can be washed clean."
“This is haute couture!”
The figure in casual clothes let go of his hand helplessly, "I ruined the pattern after just agitating it in the washing machine. Do you know anything about art? I shouldn't have promised my boss to come with you."
"Then who else can you look for?"
The figure in combat uniform said calmly, "Aiwen was killed by the target last night."
After hearing these words, the figure in casual clothes was silent for a moment. He raised his head and followed the figure in combat clothes to look into the depths of the city. "It seems that the boss has provoked a terrible guy this time."
"Three high-level mercenaries injected with C-level genetic agents, twenty-six mercenaries injected with D-level genetic agents, a mixed combat team of three standard mercenary squads, experienced elite commanders, seven portable
Laser sniper cannon, can you survive such an encirclement and suppression?"
The figure in combat uniform lowered his tone and looked at his companion beside him.
"Escape is still possible,"
The figure in casual clothes was silent for a moment and said slowly, "The extraordinary beings brewed by the genetic potion will be weaker after all. The laser sniper cannon is not without its weaknesses. These laser cannons have gaps for energy storage. As long as you capture a few prisoners and let them help
If I block the gunfire, I can still run away at a certain cost."
"What about counterattack?"
The figure in combat uniform asked in a low voice.
This time the figure in casual clothes was completely silent.
The silent night wind blew across their cheeks, and the flames on the destroyed laser cannon swayed slightly in the wind.
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Tick-tock——
Crystal water droplets seeped out from the old water pipes wrapped in towels, and fell one drop after another into the old and humid space, making a crisp sound.
Bang——
The light hanging high in the dark space suddenly illuminated, giving this dark space a little light that barely made it possible to see.
Thorne opened his eyes and looked around.
He tried to move his hands, but found that his hands were tied to the silver chair. He struggled hard, and in an instant, a short but powerful current passed through his body through the silver metal chair, and his body froze.
, the whole person stiffened.
After a brief period of paralysis, he finally came to his senses and no longer struggled. Instead, he turned around and looked around, "Haixi, come out! Haixi, come out here!"
His roar echoed in the silent space, but he received no response.
He turned around and looked around. Some people dressed in black were sitting neatly around him, locked in chairs similar to his. These were his subordinates.
Along with his shouts, these subordinates also faintly woke up.
"Boss!"
As soon as they woke up, they looked around in surprise, then struggled violently, and also suffered electric shocks.
Thorne's eyes searched among these men, but did not find the familiar figure, and his expression darkened.
They appeared here entirely thanks to Hexi. As soon as his car drove out of the underground parking lot last night, he was surrounded by Hexi's people from all directions. Hexi instantly killed him in front of him.
His extraordinary bodyguards pointed machine guns at him.
Under the muzzle of the heavy machine gun and the power of Hexi, he had no room for resistance, so he directly chose to surrender.
Hexi gave them all anesthesia, and when they woke up, they were all here.
"Mr. Thorne seems to be in good spirits,"
A gentle laughter came from one end of the space, and then, a woman wearing a black mermaid skirt and short burgundy hair slowly walked out following the sound, looking at him with a smile.
"Hai Xi, I admit that you are more skilled this time,"
Thorne stared at the woman in front of him, "But I want you to know that killing me will not do you any good. There is no enmity between us. We are all businessmen and we can cooperate."
"Don't we have any grudges?"
Haixi narrowed his eyes, "Thorne, don't you think there is one less person here?"
"Una..."
Thorne's face darkened, and what he was most worried about happened.
Una is the last survivor of the Iron Claw Gang. He is also the core of the Iron Claw Gang. He is also the only surviving person who knows that the commission to assassinate Hexi was given to the Iron Claw Gang by Thorne. This is why Thorne is willing to take in Una.
reason for acceptance.
Although he and Haixi had conflicts for a long time, without a clear trigger, the two could at least maintain a basic peaceful relationship on the surface.
Such apparently peaceful relations were common among Wetterland's intermediaries.
But if Una reveals that Thorne hired the Iron Claw Gang to assassinate Hexi, it means that Hexi has an excuse to deal with Thorne.
You can do dirty work in private, but you can't be discovered by the other party.
"Una betrayed me, were your people attracted by him?"
Thorne looked downcast.
"He didn't betray you, at least not before I caught you."
Haixi smiled.
"Then how did you find me?"
Thorne was stunned.
He is not very strong, he is just an ordinary D-class transcendent. The reason why he can survive in the dangerous underground world for so long is because of his keen perception and exquisite life-saving skills.
In fact, Una didn't know where he was at the beginning. He was taken to the mall from other places by his people. During the whole process, Una's network was cut off and he had no chance to report his location to outsiders.
Those who know his location are his absolute confidants, and not all of these confidants know his location. Only a certain group of people know his location at the same time, and the people who know it are different twice.
And he is very careful, thinking that he has not offended anyone powerful, and the only real enemy in the underground world is Haixi.
Relying on this kind of caution, he was able to become the longest-lived middleman in Wetterland, and gradually climbed up to the position of the first middleman in the West Region.
"Because you are greedy and have offended someone who cannot be offended."
Haixi shrugged, but didn't seem ready to explain how she determined Thorne's location.
"Who?...You haven't killed me yet, you must be trying to get something from me,"
At this time, Thorne also reacted. He knew that Haixi would not tell him the detailed situation, so he gave up asking who the person was and said quickly,
"Even if you kill me, someone will soon take my place. We are just dogs of the consortium. There are many people who want to sit in our position.
"You have offended the consortium now and you won't live long. If you let me go, we can cooperate. I can give you cover, give you information, and give you a chance to escape from Wetland. You can go to any city and bring you
Living the life of a rich man with the money you have earned over the years is beneficial to both of us, you can trust me."
He stared at Haixi's cheek, and he knew very well how tempting his conditions were.
And Haixi did not respond immediately.
He immediately went on to say, "We don't have to lose out on both sides, we can cooperate..."
At this time, a child wearing washed white clothes ran in and whispered something in Hexi's ear.
Haixi nodded slightly, turned around, glanced at the bracelet, smiled and said to Thorne,
"It's already past morning. I think you are already hungry. It seems that you are in good spirits and you won't die so easily. Someone will serve you breakfast later. I hope you enjoy it."
After saying that, she turned around and walked into the darkness with the child.
"Hai Xi, did you hear that! We don't have to lose both sides!"
Thorne looked at Haixi's leaving back and roared again.
His movements became excited for a moment, and an electric current instantly passed through his body from the chair, causing his body to freeze briefly.
And Haixi didn't respond to him. It seemed that he really just came to confirm his life and death. The graceful figure gradually disappeared into the hazy darkness.
"This Bichi," Thorne gasped from the stiffness, leaned on the chair, spat, and gasped heavily, "What on earth is she thinking about."
"Boss, I seem to know where this is."
A black-clad subordinate sitting next to Thorn looked at the direction in which the child disappeared, seemed to remember something, and said quickly, "This is the Zarot neighborhood."
"Zarot, garbage city?"
Thorne was stunned.
"Well," the subordinate said slowly, "there are rumors that the Haixi girl... this Bichi was born in the Zarot neighborhood."
Upon hearing this, Thorne's tone lowered, and he realized that his judgment of Hexi might be wrong.
"How did Bichi get to where he is now?"
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"you're awake?"
Amidst the harsh beeps of medical machinery, He Ao slowly opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed with difficulty and looked at Hai Xi who opened the door and came in.
There was a whistling sound from the corner of the room, which seemed to be the rumbling of the air purifier.
Bright light shines through the surrounding windows, and it seems to be dawn, but these windows are all frosted, and the scene outside the windows cannot be seen.
"Where's the doctor?"
He Ao sat up from the hospital bed. The wound on his back was slightly painful, but it had healed a lot. He took a look at the dense medical equipment around him. It seemed that this was a specially built medical room.
"The doctor is gone," Haixi handed over a bottle of nutrient solution. "He left last night after finishing it. He said that he had done what he could. Whether you can survive or not depends on you."
"Looks like I'm lucky."
He Ao smiled and took the nutrient solution and took a sip.
In the process of being promoted to C level, the power of the secret medicine will transform the structure of the body, increase the strength of the soul to a certain extent, and promote cell repair. Taken together, the promoted person will have a body recovery ability that is far beyond normal.
He Ao, who had been promoted several times, was already very clear about this process, so he dared to take the risk to hold the ceremony.
He Ao raised the nutrient solution in his hand and took a sip. At this moment, he suddenly found that the clothes on his body had been changed into soft hospital gowns.
He was stunned for a moment and reached out to grab his chest.
"Here!"
A silver pendant was handed over by Hai Xi. The blood stains on the pendant last night had been wiped clean, and the silver surface reflected a faint hazy light.
"Last night, I asked someone to help you take off your clothes. The doctor said you needed to have surgery to suture the wound. This was a bit in the way, so I put it away for you. I only wiped the blood on the outside and didn't open it to look inside. If there is blood, just
You have to wipe it yourself, and now it returns to its original owner."
"Thanks."
He Ao took the pendant, opened it gently, and stared at the photo in the pendant.
There was some blood on the edge of the pendant, and there was also some blood on the photo of my wife.
A pair of slender and beautiful hands held a wet tissue and handed it over.
"Thanks."
He Ao took the wet tissue and wiped away the blood inside the pendant with a little force. Then he raised his head and looked at Hai Xi, who was still wearing a mermaid skirt, "Did you stay up all night?"
"I leaned on the chair and squinted for a while, but I didn't have time to change clothes,"
Haixi shrugged. He casually unbuttoned the mermaid skirt and turned the long skirt into pants. "If you don't tell me, I won't be able to react. This skirt does affect my movements."
She walked to a chair nearby and sat down, took out a bottle of nutrient solution, drank a few sips of it, looked at He Ao and said,
"Since you are alive, remember to pay the medical bills. The total is 120,000 federal dollars. The doctor who went to see you last night was a friend of mine, and I was embarrassed to make them wait, so I had to help you pay for it first. You
Remember to transfer the money to me, I have already sent you the bill."
"Your medical expenses are quite cheap,"
He Ao glanced around and found his smart bracelet next to the ventilator on the bedside.
For a rescue operation of this level and a doctor with this kind of medical skills, the bill at a hospital affiliated with Qunxing Pharmaceutical or Huiermei Medical Group will be at least one million yuan. After paying for medical insurance, the price may be even higher than this price.
"Of course, after all, the doctor and I have been friends for many years, so this is already a discounted price,"
Haixi put down the nutrient solution in her hand, smiled and joked, "But there are also plans that can apply for medical insurance, but the nearby hospitals that can apply for medical insurance are all hospitals of the Huiermei Medical Foundation. If you are not afraid of the doctor giving you
If you are injecting something weird into your veins, I would still recommend you go for it."
"It's as if you dare to enter the hospital of the Wilmer Foundation."
He Ao smiled.
Haixi himself is also on the list of targets of the Huilmei Medical Foundation.
Immediately afterwards, he controlled the bracelet and transferred the money to Haixi.
When working in the laboratory, Jess was never short of money. Although he donated most of it, he still kept a few million.
Haixi's bracelet vibrated, and then she raised her head and glanced at He Ao in surprise, "Are all of you professors so rich? Damn it, I should raise the bill price."
"That's too late."
He Ao smiled, he knew Hai Xi was joking.
Judging from Haixi's surprised expression, Haixi was probably ready to not pay the medical expenses after He Ao paid them in advance.
"Is it morning now?"
He Ao sat up from the hospital bed, got off the bed, stepped on the slippers on the floor, and walked slowly towards the door of the room.
"It's only been one night, your body's recovery ability is too strong, isn't it? What kind of abnormal talent sequence do you have?"
Haixi looked at his actions in surprise, then stood up nervously, "Hey, don't open the door."
"Um?"
He Ao, who was already standing at the door and touched the door handle, was stunned and turned to look at Hai Xi.
When he turned around, he seemed to have hit some mechanism, and the surrounding frosted glass instantly became transparent.
A city full of dirty garbage appeared in He Ao's field of vision, "Where is this?"
"This is where I grew up."
Haixi stood up and looked out the window with his shining prosthetic eyes.
