Zhong Wenhua opened his eyes, ignoring the pain on his body, and looked at the surrounding environment.

It was a dark, damp basement surrounded by rats and cockroaches crawling and smelling musty.

Perhaps because of the bad route, the lights flickered and flickered, making this place extremely eerie.

The smell of seawater was disgusting, and the room was large, as if it were a laboratory, with all kinds of experimental equipment and green liquid in glass jars.

Zhong Wenhua tried to get up, but found that he was tied to an iron chair, and his limbs were fixed by belts, and he couldn't move.

Memories gradually surfaced in his mind, and he remembered that because the rookie guide had to have special training after being promoted to the intermediate field, he was separated from Xiaobai and Mu Zeming at that time.

Then they were taken to a room, knocked unconscious as soon as they entered, and woke up to find themselves tied there.

Footsteps sounded from a distance, and a man in a white coat with a slightly bloated figure walked over, because his vision was dim, Zhong Jihua couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Well, I woke up pretty quickly. As the fat man spoke, the pen in his hand recorded something in his notebook.

From beginning to end, the fat man didn't look up at Zhong Wenhua, looking indifferent.

"Who are you, and why are you arresting me?"

"That's what everybody who comes in asks. ”

After the fat man finished writing the last stroke, he walked slowly to the workbench on the side and said, "Let's change the question, maybe I'm still in the mood to answer you." ”

Zhong Wenhua struggled at first, but found that the belt wrapped around his body was too tight, so he gave up struggling and asked, "Where did you arrest Xiaobai?"

He found that he seemed to be alone in the huge laboratory.

"Oh, you said that the little white face who came in with you, he is opposite, and he probably hasn't woken up yet. The fat man said, took a syringe, pulled out the unknown green liquid from the glass bottle, and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look.

"Who the hell are you? What about the boxing ring? What about your director?"

The fat man was unmoved by Zhong Wenhua's questioning, it seemed that he was used to this kind of scene, and after mixing the reagents, he turned around and walked towards Zhong Wenhua.

"Hey, you're going to ...... What are you going to do?" Zhong Wenhua looked at the glowing syringe in the man's hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Cold sweat ran down his neck, and he subconsciously resisted.

"Get out of here!"

The fat man flicked the needle in his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, soon." ”

Zhong Wenhua began to struggle, he wanted to stand up, and subconsciously told him that the green liquid was definitely not a good thing, and struggled hard, causing the iron chair under him to make a violent noise.

The fat man frowned at first, then sighed, and said, "It's really troublesome." ”

After speaking, he walked to the workbench, and when he came back, he had another white reagent in his hand.

"What are you going to do! No...... Don't!"

The fat man lost his patience, and without saying a word, he pricked the white reagent on Zhong Wenhua's arm, Zhong Wenhua first convulsed a few times, and finally stopped moving at all.

Seeing Zhong Wenhua's appearance, the fat man couldn't help but spit on the ground, and said impatiently: "You have to waste one of my anesthetics." ”

Throwing away the white reagent, the fat man was about to inject the green reagent into Zhong Wenhua's arm, but just as the needle was about to touch Zhong Wenhua's skin.

His neck was slashed severely, and before he could turn around and see the appearance of the visitor, he fainted to death on the ground.

The man who attacked the fat man seemed to be a teenager, he bent down to pick up the reagent on the ground, and put it in front of him to take a closer look, the boy's face looming in the green light emitted by the reagent.

If Zhong Wenhua was not unconscious, he would have been surprised when he saw the appearance of the young man, because the young man in front of him was Mu Zeming's guide, Xiaobai.

Xiaobai first glanced at Zhong Wenhua, who was unconscious, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it.

"I'm a novice. ”

"Please wait. ”

It was a woman who spoke, and she was the kind of woman who listened to her voice and was very shrewd and capable.

After half a ring, the wheelchair slowly slid down, still the familiar sound of the wheel, and the man picked up the phone, "Which one?"

"Sir, I'm Bai Wu. ”

"Oh! It turned out to be Xiaobai, I remember that you weren't in East China with Qiu Jiu, what's wrong, suddenly called?" The man's voice was pleasant, indicating that he was in a good mood today.

"Yes sir, there's nothing going on here, everything is going according to normal, it's just ......"

Xiaobai briefly told the other party what happened on the phone.

"There should be some people in Kyoto who are disobedient and are privately modifying our YF reagent. ”

The other party was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's normal and normal, people, there will always be greed." ”

Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment and said, "Xiao Bai is not worried about the survival of Kyoto, I am afraid that it will affect the development of our plan." ”

"I see, spread the word and find a way to suppress them......" The man paused and asked again, "Well, there's nothing wrong over there, right?"

"Don't worry, Qiu Jiu has been staring at it. ”

"Well, you can give him some stimulation, there are some things that he has to bear. ”

Xiaobai made a nodding motion, "Xiaobai understands, don't worry." ”

After speaking, the man hung up the phone, Xiaobai put away the phone, looked around, threw the reagent in his hand into the trash, and then ripped off the belt tied to Zhong Wenhua's body, and left the laboratory with him on his back.

......

Kyoto, China.

A simple and simple villa, but around the villa, there seemed to be dozens of special forces dressed in black protection, each with heavy weapons.

From the hidden defense lines arranged around, you can see how important the identity of the owner of the villa is.

Who can get there, and the villa actually lives in the supreme commander and leader of the Huaxia military, Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, although the night outside the house seemed to be calm, he knew that under this calm, there was a hidden killing opportunity.

He had been in this villa for more than a month, and at first those high-level ruling officials only hollowed out Fu Yichen's regime, and finally put him under house arrest.

Fu Yichen is helpless, he can't do anything now, there is a signal jammer in the villa, and there are soldiers outside the villa who take care of him, all he can do is wait, waiting for his good brother Mu Xiu to save him.

Some time ago, he sent the only batch of YF reagents out, and asked Mu Xiu to protect Su Hao of the Su family in East China City, if something happened to Su Hao, then all the capital chains in Huaxia would be in the hands of the other party.

It didn't take long for him to be placed under house arrest, and that's all he could do.

"Jingle bell-" The sudden ringing of the phone startled Fu Yichen.

He had already confirmed that there was no signal in the villa, so how could someone call him?

With suspicion in his heart, Fu Yichen slowly picked up the phone.

"Who?"

"Hello, Mr. Fu, you can call me Yu Yi. ”

"Yu Yi, who are you, how do you know my phone number?"

"Hehe, Mr. Fu should ask less and listen more, and in the next ten minutes, your mobile phone can make calls unimpeded. ”

Fu Yichen was puzzled, glanced at the signal of the mobile phone and really recovered, and then asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Two days later, there will be a game on the Aodong steamship at the East China City Pier, and there will be what you want. ”

"What's that?

Yu Yi pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You still have seven minutes to call, Mr. Fu, good luck." ”

"Doot-doo-"

Fu Yichen frowned, looked at the phone that was hung up in his hand, and his heart was full of doubts, who was Yu Yi? Who did he ask me to call? What the hell is going on?

"Ding Dong!" a message came from the phone.

Fu Yichen hurriedly opened it, quickly flipped through the pictures on the screen, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, and the last picture was frozen in a huge ship, and the word Ao Dong was written on the ship.

Very good! Great! Fu Yichen has been waiting for an opportunity, a chance to turn the tables! And this opportunity is now in front of him.

He didn't care about thinking about what the other party meant, time was running out, and he had to act quickly.

Quickly dialing a number, listening to the ringing sound on the phone, Fu Yichen silently said in his heart: Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up......

"Hey?" the phone answered.