This time, the surprised man became purple pupils.
"Do you recognize me?"
Born in the family of Chinese medicine, the youngest surgery graduate of Harvard University, G4A | class agent, fighting and cold weapon experts ...
These information flashed one by one in Weiyang's mind.
However, he didn't say it rashly.
Yejia and G4 have always maintained a good cooperative relationship. Naturally, the secrets of G4 also know a lot.
The purple pupil in front of her is obviously a G4 agent, but what makes Weiyang unable to think is that as a G4 agent, how could she be with a mixed -blooded blood family.
As far as he knows, G4 also has participation in the Nine -Star Ding. She should also be a participant in this task. Is it ... this is an undercover mixed with the blood race.
No wonder she deliberately let herself leave.
I see.
Thinking of this, Weiyang raised his hand and rubbed the throat with slightly itchy acupuncture. "It's probably that I recognize it. This is ... Your plan?"
"Yes." Zitong didn't hide it.
Weiyang groaned for a while, "Okay, I cooperate with you."
This is her plan, which means that this is the plan of G4. If they teamed up with the three parties, this time they can successfully eliminate all the blood races.
Hearing that he agreed to cooperate, Zitong was relieved.
Weiyang put her expression in her eyes, and became more and more sure of her guess, and immediately stretched her over the palm with a smile.
"Happy cooperation."
Beichen squinted.
I felt that I was holding her Beichen's muscles tightly, knowing that my vinegar jar was jealous again, Zitong smiled, and then pulled Beichen's wrist and pulled his hand to Weiyang's hand. "Beichen can represent the blood race.
Just handshake. "
Weiyang looked at her smile on her lips and stretched out her hand to hold Beichen's palm.
Bei Chen frowned, barely held his hand for less than a second, and immediately retracted his palm back.
Weiyang's hand also shrank back, but his sight was unconsciously glanced at Beichen's hand.
Bei Chen's palm is different from the palms of other blood races. His hands have temperature, just like human palms.
By chance, knowing the relationship between Beichen and the blood race, Weiyang has been studying Beichen during this time. The last time he sneaked into his office was to sneak in Beichen's secret.
Once, he thought Beichen was just a person's servant of the blood race. It was not until the elders at the past that he knew Beichen's true identity.
Blood with body temperature?
His existence also proves the possibility of combining blood and humans. So, the existence of such a mixed race is fortunate or unfortunate for humans?!
The car is flying over the highway and drove into the seventh district of City A. Under the guidance of Weiyang, the car quickly drove outside a abandoned old factory building.
"Wait a minute, I'll call the door." Weiyang pushed the door and got out of the car, stepped forward, and rang the doorbell above. "It's me, open the door."
The closed iron door slowly separated, and the son drove the car into the factory courtyard and stopped in front of the warehouse.
"Brother Weiyang!" Luo Jia welcomed the first from the door, ran over to open the door, and saw the sons who were sitting on the seat, she stayed in place in surprise, "Son ...?!"
The son -in -law looked at the little girl standing in front of herself, and a little surprise flashed in her eyes.
On the back seat, Zitong looked at Luo Jia, who was standing outside the door, but raised his lips lightly.