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Chapter 209 Hello (Part 2)

 The simple summer clothes on my body could not completely cover up the violent rise and fall in my chest. The rapidly beating heart made the blood increase the pressure as if it was being pumped by a high-pressure pump, and it flowed and surged in the blood vessels. I opened my mouth wide to breathe enough oxygen, but still couldn't.

Let the dizzy feeling in your head and the weakness in your body disappear completely. Not daring to waste time, the pocket in your hand is still overflowing with traces of fragrance. However, due to mental stress, Taranto was at this moment

I have temporarily lost my sense of smell.

Opening the door to his room, he looked at the intact utensils placed there quietly on the table. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little better, but he didn't dare to let his feet rest.

The circuits and combined electrical panels are all skillfully installed, and the movements are as smooth as water flowing through.

Carrying the machine that was nearly a third of the height of an adult, Taranto rushed out of the room and glanced at Julien. There was both unbearability and a sigh in his eyes. The scene he just saw in the corridor had already explained a lot of things.

The capable uncle is dead.

He walked into the elevator and pressed the button to reach the second floor. He didn't think much about the time. But when the elevator stopped, it was enough to complete the basic debugging work, he thought.

Taranto wiped the sweat from his forehead and adjusted the control buttons little by little. More and more indicator lights lit up in different colors, and the numbers on the side were also changing rapidly. His eyes under the lenses were slightly squinted.

This is a field that belongs to technicians, and Taranto, who relies on it to make a living, is extremely skilled.

The elevator was sliding smoothly, and some minor debugging changes were completed without waiting for it to stop. Looking at the beating numbers on the top of the elevator, Taranto put the machine on his back again, and then touched the hanging

There is a bag on the side, what is there?

Roughly made, there are friction marks on the metal that look like brushes, and there is no paint on it. The mixed colors like patches indicate that the processing of the material is extremely rough. But even though it looks like a piece of floor-to-ceiling goods, the hole diameter is

The dark aura inside can make people feel palpitations when they look at it. This is something that every gun has.

Load the magazine, open the almost dispensable safety bolt, and load the gun with a crisp "click" sound. The sound coincides well with the reminder sound of the elevator protective door opening. Take a few deep breaths, Taranto

I started to get nervous again. Even though I am such an old person, I work a lot of time in school and take on a lot of tasks. But this is the first time this has happened. In the past, I was a person who stayed in the car and debugged the machine non-stop.

, now he has to personally hold a gun to save his teammates. Moreover, the enemy looks ordinary, but it feels like a mountain lying in front of him, as if there is no possibility of climbing over it. The result is still unknown, and the mood is completely

It's a different kind of experience.

I already knew the situation on the first floor when I came back, so when I went to the eleventh floor, I hid in the corner to observe the situation.

The enemy will probably move the bodies of his teammates away. Seeing as he didn't stay on the eleventh floor again, he probably won't think about me anymore. There are stairs to the underground garage next to it. You need to go there when you leave this hotel.

Elsewhere, limousines are of course the best means of transportation. Taranto walked in the corridor on the second floor, thought for a moment, considered everything, and began to figure out what the enemy's thoughts would be like. In the Imperial Heavy Industry School, he studied

It's not just about communication knowledge. After so many years of study, he has dabbled in many things, and the theory of human psychology is also an area of ​​interest for him.

"You won't find any chance if you follow the enemy." Taranto recalled the inexplicable aura he felt in the corridor at that time, and he still has lingering fears in his heart. "It's a terrible person. You have to prepare in advance. Go to the underground garage first."

Waiting here."

I took another look at the open machine next to me, and there was no change, so I adjusted it again when I went downstairs. When I came to the basement, the lights inside were sparsely lit, and the dim light made pieces jump.

The connected obscure areas are like the reflections on his glasses. If you don’t look carefully, it’s easy to miss the true appearance.

The body is abnormally heavy, Deutsch thought as he waited for the lift to stop. Even for the surgeon, after the operation has passed the stage of rapid growth, it will tend to a stable state. And this stable state is also the same as that of a normal adult.

Weight is the same, there is a general range.

But the person he is carrying now is completely out of that range. It cannot be said that he weighs far more than the same type, but it can be said that he is a morbidly fat man among the surgeons. It is no wonder that the dosage of the medicine is...

It took so much time.

Seeing that the elevator was about to arrive, Doich exhaled, stopped thinking about these things, and waited quietly for the protective door to open.

There were different smells in the lobby. He had done some research on various biological agents and he immediately judged that it was the smell of blood. After carefully avoiding it, he realized that there was no smell of living people in the main lobby of the hotel at this time.

, the counter next to the main entrance is like a black spot on a white paper. The big holes made by the two bullets are always an eye-catching sight. Without any consideration, they have already explained everything that happened here not long ago.
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Doihe walked over, sighed when he saw Onna's body lying in a pool of blood, and dug with his feet, carefully avoiding the blood flowing on the floor. He originally thought about carrying her body back,

But when I saw the large area of ​​red liquid that had not yet condensed, I finally shook my head.

"You can't blame me. If you do, I blame you for being too careless. I reminded you to be more serious. I think there's nothing we can do about our nonsense." Doihe carefully went over to pick up the pistol with the wings engraved on it and took the time to leave.

On the way to the underground garage, I stopped for a moment, looked back and thought about it for a moment, and finally turned my head and went to the garage.

"Forget it, there's no need to waste the medicine. When I contact Jerbo and the others later, let them notify the special operations agency in the Oria region to handle it." He said without any concern. The dead have no value, although he

I don’t know the purpose of recycling as many corpses as possible after every mission. If they are used as experimental subjects, there are really too many experimental subjects.

Standing at the entrance of the garage corridor, Doich had not yet let go of his vigilance. The garage was very large, after all, it was a luxury hotel, and limousines were lined up one after another under the dim lights. No one came to pick up the cars late at night.

The set program automatically controls the number of lamps and current output power to save energy as much as possible.

He opened his cross pupils and peered into the quiet garage for a while like a thief. After initially finding no problem, he slowly walked in the garage with a pistol in one hand, looking for the limo he had chosen.


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