Chapter 497: The Riot of the Biochemical Gene Man
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After hundreds of biochemical genetic people rushed into the operating room, they were all stunned like sculptures, and their eyes were full of frightened expressions, staring blankly at Alberta on the operating table. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, it was difficult to distinguish that it was a human body, almost every inch of the muscles on the body had been cut, the abdomen had been dissected, the internal organs were messily scattered among some utensils, and several scientists wearing masks were cleaning up some organs, and the blood soaked the entire operating table in blood, which looked extremely terrifying......
"Alberta!"
The black man, whose long arms fell down to his calves, looked at Alberta lying on the operating table with a look of horror, muttering in his mouth, and his body trembled and retreated, as if he had been occupied by an infinite fear.
A heavy and oppressive atmosphere permeated the operating room, and several scientists still methodically cleaned some human organs as if they didn't feel the slightest, and carefully examined them with instruments......
"Alberta ......"
Suddenly, the black man rushed to the operating table like lightning, holding Alberta's bloodied broken body in his hands, and screaming hysterically.
"What did you do to Alberta? What the hell is going on? The black man's bulging eyes seemed to shoot out angry flames, and he looked at the scientists viciously.
"Tucker, let him go, Alberta is dead, dead! Do you understand? A scientist scolded with a stern face.
"Why don't you save him? Why? "The black man hugged Alberta and refused to let go, in the biochemical genetic man, Alberta grew up with him and lived together, they were like a pair of twins, the only difference is that Alberta is more perfect, and Alberta knows how to respect them more, so Alberta has been incomparably supported in this underground base.
"Most of his internal organs have been destroyed, and we can't do anything about it!" A scientist said while trying to carry the corpse to the operating table, now, although the autopsy work has been completed, but it still needs some muscle pathological sectioning work, and some internal organs need to be made into specimens for preservation, after all, this is the most successful biochemical human corpse in history, and its value is infinite.
"No, no! This is the Biochemical Gene Research Institute, where you can transplant human internal organs, I know, you can! The black man held the corpse and stepped back.
"Tucker, listen to me, we don't have such advanced medical technology." The scientist took a step forward.
"Nope! No! You lied to me, I know that as long as you don't have a head injury, you can resurrect Alberta......" The black man stepped back again and again.
“……”
Several scientists glanced at each other, and there was silence for a while, indeed, if they wanted to save Alberta, it was not impossible for them to save Alberta, this institute was good at organ transplantation technology, and organs could be cloned.
"Why?" The black man's eyes were fixed on the scientists.
"Well, Tucker, let me tell you, Alberta has completed his mission, and although we can save him, he is worth much more than he is alive, and besides, the cost of reviving him is too high, and the funds required are quite large......"
"Nope! No! You are like this, Alberta has made tens of millions of dollars for the Institute, you can't do this to him! ”
"Tucker, put down Alberta, we still need him to get some pathology data!"
"Nope! I beg you, save him, I can make money for the lab, we can do it! The black man looked at the scientists with a pitiful face, and some of the biochemical people around him nodded their heads again and again, and seemed to agree with the black man's opinion.
"Tucker, it's too late, the director is coming, you still put Alberta's body on the operating table......"
"Tucker, what are you doing?"
While several scientists were trying to persuade the black man, a stern voice sounded at the door, which white middle-aged man had returned, he was the director of this institute, and he poured his life's life into this underground research institute, and his only purpose was to be able to gain the support of the American political axe and be recognized by society.
"Director, I'm ......" The black man seemed to be a little afraid of this man, the muscles of his tyrannical face twitched, and his tall body took a few steps backwards, leaning against the bloody operating table.
"Drop Alberta!" The middle-aged man shouted again.
"No......" Although the black man looked frightened, his expression was extremely resolute.
"Drop Alberta!"
"Nope! Unless you save Alberta......"
"Phew!"
A deafening gunshot rang out, and the middle-aged man held a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was still smoking.
"Ah......h
Time came to a halt abruptly, and the black man waited a few seconds before he let out a scream, and looked blankly at his chest, where a bullet hole was pouring out of Bobo's blood.
Time and space were all static, and all the biochemical people were looking at the bleeding bullet holes in the black man's chest with a look of disbelief.
"Why?" The black man looked at the middle-aged man with a sad expression in his eyes.
"Humph!" The middle-aged man didn't seem to bother to answer the black man's question at all, and strode towards the desk next to the operating table, where there is still some information, of course, he doesn't have to worry about the biochemical gene man at all, in this underground base, he is the master, not to mention, after hearing the gunshots, four heavily loaded guards have already rushed over, and he doesn't need to worry about the next thing at all.
"Drop the body!"
Sure enough, just as the middle-aged man walked to the desk, several guards had already run over, pointed their pistols at the black man and ordered.
Suddenly, the air became tense, and there was a sense of sabre-rattling, the guards were not scientists, in order to establish absolute dominance in this underground base, the guards could shoot and kill biochemical people at will without being punished by the law, and the laws of human beings were just a joke in this base.
"No!" Despite his fearful face, the black man resolutely refused to put Alberta's body on the cold operating table.
"Phew!" The guards warned that a shot was fired, and the bullet hit the body of Alberta.
"Ah......h
"Peng!"
With a terrible scream, the black man fell to his knees, his eyes wide open, because the guard shot Alberta in the head, and his brain flowed out.
This shot has completely destroyed the possibility of resurrecting Alberta!
"You killed him!"
"You killed him!"
The black man slowly put down the Alberta in his hand, slowly raised his head, and his eyes were red, like two burning flames, extremely terrifying.
The black man stood up, blood flowing from his chest, and his face was full of hideousness, and he pressed towards the four guards step by step, a tyrannical atmosphere burned in the air, and the eyes of more than two hundred twin biochemical people around him were fixed on the four guards.
A murderous intent spread in the air, making people tremble, and the four guards seemed to feel this crazy killing intent, nervously clenching their pistols and stepping back step by step......
"You want to rebel?!"
The middle-aged man with the information in his hand strode up to the black man and scolded angrily, he seemed to have sensed hundreds of biochemical genetic people who were about to move, this was a situation that had never happened before, and now, he had to suppress this kind of killing.
In this underground base, the number of biochemical gene people occupies an absolute advantage, usually in order to cultivate biochemical gene people to adapt to getting along with humans, so there is no restriction on the activities of biochemical gene people, and the more than ten years have been peaceful, and it is true that biochemical gene people are integrated into the human life of the Life Code Research Institute, and many biochemical gene people are proud to be a member of the Life Code Research Institute.
However, now everything has changed, and everything stems from the accidental death of Alberta.
In fact, Alberta is just an introduction, although there are no restrictions on biochemical gene people in the base, but, whether in the eyes of guards or scientists, biochemical gene people are always experiments, and they are unqualified experiments, in the face of these unqualified experiments, human beings will more or less show a high authority and tone, and this long-brewing encounter broke out because of Alberta's death......
Impressively!
The black man's arms that fell to his calves were as straight as lightning, and his hands were as tightly clamped as iron pincers to his long neck, and the long man's strong body was lifted off the ground.
"What are you doing...... Yes...... Guards......"
The director's blue eyes bulged, and he felt like he was having trouble breathing, and life was slipping from under his thick arms and fingers.
"Click!"
"Click!
……
There was a sound of guns being loaded.
"Put down the director, put it down immediately, otherwise, we're going to shoot!"
Several guards were shocked and raised their weapons one after another.
"Click!"
The director heard a crisp sound of bones breaking, the sound seemed distant, but extremely clear, and the director felt a sharp pain in his neck.
"Phew!"
"Phew!"
"Phew!"
……
At the last moment of his life, the director felt his body fly up and flew towards several guards, and then, he saw the flames from the guns and heard a dense burst of gunfire......
At the moment when the director's body hit the ground, he saw hundreds of dense biochemical gene people pounce on several guards, and he also saw that several scientists were torn, blood was splattered, and limbs flew in the air, as if he had entered hell on earth.
Screams!
Shout!
Gunshot!
Running!
……
The underground base of the Life Code Research Institute is like a pot of porridge boiling, and the sound of alarms is extremely harsh underground, and the sound of objects falling to the ground can be heard from time to time.
"Whew!"
I remembered a small voice, and suddenly, the entire underground foundation was plunged into darkness......
(To be continued)