"It looks like she doesn't like you very much. Chen Hongchao sat at the mouth of Messiah Nunu not far away.

"It's not just that you don't like it, it's almost going to kill me. Wang Chong said angrily.

"The Messiah will not be taken lightly. Chen Hong said, "She is a good child. ”

"Good boy?" Wang Chong almost didn't slap the table.

"She didn't have a right hand since she was a child. "I started designing that robotic arm very early, and it was her coming-of-age ceremony. ”

"Coming-of-age ceremony?" Wang Chong was a little surprised, "She's eighteen?"

"Don't ask a girl's age. Chen Hong smiled.

"I'm just ......," Mr. Wang said, "I don't think she's that big." ”

"She does look small. Six years ago, there was a car accident. ”

Wang Chongcai remembered what he had said before, the car accident destroyed the Messiah's vocal cords, "You used stagnant water?"

Chen Hong nodded.

"Below her neck, there was a deep mark. Before the stagnant water was used, bones could already be seen there. ”

"Carotid artery ......" Wang Chong's first reaction was that he could survive like this.

"The bleeding stopped in time. Chen Hong said, "The Messiah learned a lot from me when I was a child. She saved her own life herself. ”

"It's still stagnant water after all. Wang Chong said, "Didn't you say that stagnant water can only fix the organization......?

Every breath she takes now feels like a blade slicing her neck. Chen Hong said.

Wang Chong was silent. He didn't expect this to happen.

"But the backwater of six years ago is the same as it is now? I mean, the effect is ...... or something."

"It's different, six years ago it was fixed at a slower pace. In order to maintain the form, the Messiah did not move for more than a month. ”

Wang Chong frowned—and he didn't brow, of course—but Wang Chong insisted on frowning.

"She's now," Wang Chong hesitated, "yet...... Can it be considered a human being?"

"Why doesn't it count?" Chen Hong's tone was serious.

Wang Chong bowed his head.

"Maybe I should take my hat off. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"I'm nothing compared to the Messiah. ”

"You are nothing compared to the Messiah. "But compared to others, you are indeed scary enough." ”

Wang Chong rolled his eyes—of course he couldn't.

"I'll tell her to come here. Wang Chong said. You can't just leave her hanging out like that.

"When the Messiah is unhappy, he likes to be alone. Chen Hong said, "Leave her alone." ”

Wang Chong sighed and sat back silently.

He suddenly remembered a question, "If you created stagger water six years ago, why wasn't it enough to save me?"

This is an important question.

"Do you still blame me for not saving your friend?" Chen Hong said, "I didn't have to tell you so much. ”

"So why are you talking to me so much?"

"Just feel like there's something you might need to know. "Maybe I'm wrong." ”

Wang Chong stood up and was about to leave.

"You shouldn't have stepped into the elevator in the first place. Chen Hong's tone turned cold.

"I just asked why you didn't save my friend!" Wang Chong turned around and yelled. However, due to the problem of pronunciation, this sentence seems very unimposing.

"Just because I save you doesn't mean I want to save your friends. Chen Hong said.

"So why save me?"

"Because of the money, of course. Chen Hong laughed, "Just like you guessed at the beginning." ”

The Messiah looked over, and she didn't understand what was being discussed.

"No way! You're not short of money!" Wang Chong said. He didn't believe that a man who could set up a secret base would care about the little money his parents had provided. "Why me?"

"Because I'm good friends with your dad. Chen Hong showed a smile in his eyes, "I'm happy to help his son." ”

Wang Chong turned around and wanted to rush out of the hotel. He didn't think there was any point in going on. Chen Hong is by no means just a simple professor, and he and his father are by no means ordinary friends, and may not even be friends at all...... Didn't Mom say she was going to pick her up?

Suddenly, a strong impact came from outside the glass wall, and the glass burst open.

The guests in the hotel lobby began to scream, and men and women, who didn't bother to pick up their packages or even their friends who were eating together, jumped up and ran towards the door.

The first to run to the revolving door was a gray-haired, hunched old man. Before he could reach the door, he fell on his back, followed by the screams of those running behind the old man even worse...... Wang Chong saw a tall figure appear behind the revolving door, a middle-aged man holding a handful of ...... Machine gun.

Wang Chong's first reaction was to burrow under the table, but he turned around and saw Chen Hong sitting firmly in the chair without the slightest panic. Wang Chong didn't know if he was too scared and hallucinated, but he clearly saw a strange arc rising from the corners of Chen Hong's mouth...... There were screams in my ears, men, women, children, all kinds of frightened voices mixed together. It seems that more than one person has died.

The middle-aged man bypassed the corpse and walked towards Chen Hong.

Wang Chong hid behind the desk, his heart pounding. He looked through the corner of the table to Uncle Chen, who was still sitting there, as if he hadn't moved at all.

"Messiah. Wang Chong heard Chen Hong say.

The Messiah walked over from the adjacent table and stood between Chen Hong and the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect that someone would stand up in front of him at this time. On top of that, it's still a young-looking girl.

"You, go away. The middle-aged man spoke, his voice hoarse and deep.

The Messiah did not speak. Wang Chong knew that she couldn't speak, but in the eyes of the middle-aged man, this was a silent provocation. The middle-aged man frowned, raised his hand and was about to shoot, but he stopped. He stared at the Messiah for a moment: "Go away." ”

The Messiah still ignored it. The middle-aged man pulled his hand on the trigger.

"Ah Yi. You're still the same," Chen Hong spoke, "I can't bear to do it when I see a young girl." ”

The middle-aged man pressed the trigger suddenly, and Wang Chong's heart rose to his throat.

At the same moment, the Messiah raised his arms, followed by a loud sound of metal striking. It was the sound of a bullet hitting the Messiah's right arm, and instead of piercing the metal arm, the high-speed spinning bullet bounced out. The Messiah took a few steps back, his arm covered in searing bullet marks.

"Ah Yi. Chen Hong stood up and hugged the Messiah, "Do you have to do this?" ”

Ah Yi looked at Chen Hong, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Do you treat your savior like this?" Chen Hong pulled the Messiah aside.

Wang Chong looked over the revolving door, and there was no one left except for a few corpses scattered on the ground, or rather, the entire hotel lobby, except for him and the three people who were confronting each other in the distance, there was no one left. He seemed to be able to hear the sirens of police cars from far and near.

This person...... If you can't bear to kill the Messiah, why should you kill anyone else?

Ah Yi sneered, "She's your next work?"

"No," Chen Hong looked directly at Ah Yi, "the next work is already dead." ”

"Hahahaha......" Ah Yi laughed wildly.

"I'm the only one alive," he said, "so I'm here to ask for your life today!"

"Asking for your life?" Chen Hong said, "Your life is still given by me." Do you want it back?"

"You gave me my life!" Ah Yi laughed. He tore open the clothes on his chest, revealing the blood-red, still wriggling skin inside, "You gave me my life!"

Wang Chong was shocked. The man's situation was similar to him, except for the face that looked normal, from the chest and below the skin, all seemed to be covered with a layer of ugly scale armor - or crocodile skin was more suitable, and what made Wang Chong begin to sympathize with him was that these skins were squirming restlessly, even if they were so far away, they could be seen with the naked eye, and there seemed to be countless maggots biting under the man's skin, and it was conceivable that the man's pain was by no means below the Messiah. He suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky, whether it was compared to Fat Ding, or the Messiah and the man. Heaven has been lenient enough for him.

"Thank you for life. Wang Chong sat on the ground with his back against the table legs, tilted his head and took a breath.