Feeling the sound of the wind whistling in her ears and hearing her son's calm breathing, Fang Shuping suddenly felt a little strange holding her son. It was completely dark in front of her at the moment, but she could clearly feel that she was flying upwards.

Without any external force, he flew out of thin air, and he was still holding a person, which made Fang Shuping, who had always believed in science, fall into deep confusion.

She felt Ye Qinghan's arm tremble slightly, and then there was a deafening roar in her ears, and then a faint light came into view, and Ye Qinghan, who still hadn't stopped, had already walked out of the shattered metal door with her.

There were corpses and congealed blood all over the floor, and through the glass, you could see the light outside as if it were day. The sound of gunfire came like fried beans, and although you couldn't see it, you could imagine the fierceness of the battle.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Qinghan put Fang Shuping on the ground, beckoned Du Yuen, who followed closely behind, to protect them, and then looked at the corner of the lobby.

Ye Junsheng and his wife, who didn't know why, only then did they see more than a dozen unusually tall figures standing in the corner. Equally hidden in the darkness was a figure sitting in a chair.

"Divine son Federo Lacchi, long time no see!" Ye Qinghan looked at the darkness, his tone was a little sighing, this sentence was only understood by him.

"Have we met?" the figure in the darkness lowered his upturned Erlang legs, and he spoke standard Chinese. The rotating searchlight outside flashed, and I saw that the so-called Miko was a middle-aged man with a beard. The beard is not long, not only does it not show the slightest sloppiness, but it adds a bit of masculinity to the man, and it looks quite attractive.

Although the man was wearing a well-fitting khaki suit, slightly brown leather shoes on his feet, a white shirt neckline, and a meticulous bow tie. Doesn't look like any threat, but rather looks like a personable European gentleman.

"These are the so-called genetic warriors that your God of War organization has spent tens of thousands of lives on and has been made over several years, right?" Ye Qinghan walked casually, and said leisurely as he approached Federo.

Federo didn't speak, and several tall figures behind him stepped out, vigilantly protecting him, and their red eyes like beasts stared at Ye Qinghan tightly. They let out a roar that did not resemble human voices, and although they were dozens of meters away, they could already feel the strong smell of blood on their bodies.

Ye Junsheng's and his wife's bodies trembled slightly, their hearts were about to jump out of their mouths, and the two of them covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make any sound. These two people are not ordinary people, they know how dangerous it is now, and any impulsive behavior will affect Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan, the son of Ye Junsheng and Fang Shuping, top scientists in China. In just one year, maybe even less, from an ordinary person to a genetic warrior with super powers, you are a miracle bestowed on earth by the god of war. You still don't understand what your abilities can bring you? Join us, we can give you whatever you want!In order for the glory of the god of war to shine on the earth, even the identity of this god son, I can give it to you!" Federo waved his hands with some excitement, and tried to solicit it. The glow of the searchlight had flickered, and the frenzied glow of his eyes could still be seen in the darkness.

"Idiot, what I want, do you still need to give it to me?Come on, let me see the so-called genetic warriors!" Ye Qing laughed coldly, stepped out, and rushed towards Federo.

"Be careful!" Ye Junsheng and his wife snorted softly in unison.

In the dim light, Ye Qinghan's fingertips faintly flickered, and almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the crowd of genetic warriors who were coming over. Beastly roars rise and fall, each of these genetic warriors is infinitely close to the strength of the twelve zodiac warlords, they are agile and extremely fast. Flames, poisonous mist, stealth, and rock armor are all sorts of abilities.

If it wasn't for Ye Qinghan, this was indeed an incomparably terrifying force. It's a pity that in front of Ye Qinghan, they don't have enough to see at all. The sharp sword qi flew at Ye Qinghan's fingertips, and his figure fluttered, like a leaf rolled up by the wind, and the other party couldn't figure out his trajectory at all. With every movement of his fingers, a genetic warrior fell, and the fatal wounds were all pierced through the heart.

Ye Qinghan also understood at this moment why the abilities of the twelve constellation generals were not as strong as they were when they faced it in the previous life, and he only came here a year later in the previous life. And at that time, when he was in charge of the Son of God, the fifteen genetic warriors beside him were extremely clear-minded, and they could even help Federer open his mouth to recruit him.

And at that time, the aura had been revived on a large scale, and the physique of the entire human race on the earth itself had been greatly improved. In other words, in the past year, both the general environment and the genetic technology that the God of War Organization has been focusing on have been greatly improved. The strength of the 12 constellation generals is surprising from what they are now, and it is understandable.

"Stand down!" Federer finally stood up from one when the seventh genetic warrior fell, his face grim.

"In front of me, can you retreat if you want to?" Ye Qinghan chuckled, and his speed became faster, like a phantom, and his voice was still completely invisible in the dark. There were no screams, only the roars of wild beasts.

When Ye Qinghan's figure appeared in front of Federo, the sound of heavy objects falling behind him kept sounding, and there was no longer any standing genetic warrior.

"You are cultivating the martial arts of Huaxia, this is not a genetic medicine?" Federo was also a little calm, and he was not as flustered as he imagined. He took a deep breath and asked with his eyes fixed on Ye Qinghan.

"Shouldn't you be concerned about how to survive now?" Ye Qinghan asked with a sneer with his hands behind his back.

"Do you really think you're going to kill me by defeating a few half-finished genetic warriors?" Federo laughed, his body suddenly inflated like a balloon, and the click of bones swelling made people's scalps tingle. The sound of the cloth tearing sounded at the same time, and the suit and leather shoes he wore on him were torn apart in an instant, leaving only a few strips of cloth hanging on his body.

Looking at Federo, who was standing in front of him like a hulk, Ye Qinghan's face did not change, and he said lightly: "The so-called god son of the god of war does not have the slightest so-called god power. The final hole card is this crooked way, who gave you the confidence to call yourself a god?"