Chapter seven hundred and seventy-ninth, it is more valuable to die
"What the hell, what happened to me?"
Looking at the gray hair that was still slowly growing in horror, he felt a more severe pain than before.
Luke, who was in pain all of a sudden, was completely weak, and he knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground.
His head was trembling with dizziness, and a painful, low roar came out of his throat unconsciously.
"boom",
There was a sound of the door breaking. Before Luke lost consciousness, he only heard the agent responsible for protecting him shout his name loudly, and then he passed out.
The two fb1 agents who were protecting Luke wanted to step forward to check.
But just after walking a few steps through the door, he saw Luke lying on the floor. The hair on his body was growing wildly, and the nails on his hands slowly turned into sharp black claws.
The detective leading the team immediately said to his companions, "There is danger. Let's leave here first and report to the superiors."
His companions are not fools either. Luke is so obviously abnormal, so he would be an idiot if he still stayed here stupidly.
Fortunately, this is a safe house. If nothing else, at least the whole house is locked.
Regardless of people inside or outside, it is not that easy to get in and out.
When Luke woke up, he was horrified to find that he was standing upright and fixed to a metal plate, with his hands and feet locked up by thick leather straps.
Outside the glass wall in front of him, a group of big white hangings and a few people with stars hanging on their shoulders were looking at him.
Although I didn't know what he was talking about, the look in his eyes was definitely not friendly.
And his struggling movements also made these people realize that he had woken up, and his attention and eyes couldn't help but focus on various instruments.
Luke shouted in panic, "Put me down."
What surprised him was that his voice seemed to have become deeper and hoarse.
"Who are you? Why are you locking me up?"
After confirming that Luke was speaking, Da Baizhao outside the glass room asked excitedly, "Can you remember your name and other identity information?"
"My name is Luke Harris, and my father is Robert Harris, the director of C1A. Why do you want to lock me up?"
It's a pity that the person opposite didn't care at all who his damn father was, but stared at him with bright eyes.
A middle-aged man who seemed to be in charge excitedly said to the general standing next to him,
"It's incredible, we've been studying werewolves for so many years,
This is the first time that I have discovered an individual whose facial features are closer to those of a human being after transformation, not to mention that he can remain so rational and calm while transforming.
No wonder those werewolves in Europe came to New York regardless of their costs."
"You mean, the reason why werewolves attacked Robert's family is because of this little guy in front of us?"
"What other reason could there be?"
The middle-aged man in a white coat said matter-of-factly, "Do you know why they haven't been able to take the initiative in the war between werewolves and vampires?"
"It's because after they transformed, except for a few, they were unable to maintain their sanity.
Others are more like beasts than warriors.
An army that finds it difficult to carry out even the most basic orders, no matter how strong its individual strength is, is just a mob.
If you can't win the war with vampires, it's normal to be enslaved.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the werewolf would come to New York desperately on the eve of William Devonshire's revenge."
The old American lieutenant general who knew more information than the white coat did not believe this inference.
If the werewolf only attacked Robert's family, it would be okay.
But then they attacked one of their bases and killed the entire family of two other co-conspirators.
Moreover, these werewolves, numbering seventy in number, not only wore half-body armor, but they also knew how to attack in the east and west, lurk, and combine inside and outside, which was terrifying.
The most critical thing is that while the data in the base's surveillance system was deleted, the opponent also used excessive power consumption to burn all the hard drives.
There are various signs that this is not William's revenge, and what worries them even more is that,
Many people think that William may have reached some kind of agreement with some of the werewolf clans.
Otherwise, when William was cleaning up the werewolves in Europe, why would there be a large number of werewolves at the same time?
Attack on three American masterminds who planned to sabotage the shipyard?
And judging from the intelligence that has been sent back in the past few days, William's attacks against werewolves were all caused by the radical forces of werewolves.
Those werewolves who lived in seclusion in desolate or cold areas didn't care at all.
Therefore, even if I kill this old American lieutenant general, I don’t believe that there will be any problem here.
Unfortunately, at this time, there were great differences in attitudes toward William within the United States.
Some people want to take revenge and go back, but more people are afraid of dying with William.
Through this attack, many people believed that since William dared to kill a C1A leader and lieutenant general, Congressman,
If there is no way to survive, it is really not impossible to just drop nuclear eggs in the United States.
What's more, the target of revenge is no longer in Blue Star at the moment, so even if they want to take action, they can't defeat the real master.
As for revenge on Lina, I believe that no one except the close relatives of the three dead Robert would be so mindless and indifferent.
When they think about William taking revenge and directly killing people and their whole families, most people feel that they are not 100% sure of killing them with one strike.
Then ease the tension and turn to negotiation and cooperation. Anyway, they are not the ones who will die.
However, Mr. Lieutenant General does not intend to tell the white coats engaged in scientific research these things.
Pointing at Luke in the laboratory, he said, "How sure are you of copying his genes?"
"this?"
The white coat hesitated for a moment and then said, "In the past few days, we have tried injecting his blood directly into the body of the experimental subject.
Although the effect of transformation is the same as this mutant, what is puzzling is that
The power of these experimental subjects weakens very quickly."
The white coat stopped talking and said in the most straightforward words, "It's like the battery has run out of power.
Unless we extract blood from Luke again and inject it into the experimental subject,
Otherwise, the experimental subjects will remain weak, or they will become real werewolves without reason."
Hearing this, the old American Lieutenant General couldn't help being disappointed and shook his head, "I shouldn't have put my hope in these alien races, wasting time and money, not to mention,
Even if they do succeed, they are just nondescript monsters."
"Ouch",
A huge roar came from the laboratory.
Looking at Luke, who looked ferocious, the middle-aged man in a white coat looked at the indicator light showing that he was talking to the laboratory in annoyance.
The entire conversation between him and the lieutenant general just now reached Luke's ears.
"Oops".
"Inject him with a sedative quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Luke, who was already in the form of a werewolf. While roaring in pain, his body continued to grow in size.
Fortunately, the thick leather straps that restrained Luke's limbs were of excellent quality.
No matter how hard the two-meter-five-meter-tall werewolf struggled, he just couldn't break away from the restraints on his limbs.
This greatly disappointed William, who was also paying attention here, "Is this called a mutant? It's just complete waste, okay?"
"Let the spider in Luke's body release the drug, and his death will be more valuable."