The dark autumn night, deep in the vast mountains outside Taizhou City. The searchlights of the Hell Base building hit the ground like daylight. A black helicopter slowly landed on the road outside the base building with a roar.

The engine slowly went out, the propeller stopped turning, and only the sound of the wind was left between the heavens and the earth, and the autumn wind swept through the valley and the buildings, and fell between the heavens and the earth with a flurry of fallen leaves.

Zong Bai didn't rest, and he didn't even pay attention to the news from the ghost. He was dressed in brand new clothes and was waiting in front of the door.

The night is getting deeper, and the temperature is getting colder and colder. Zong Bai's clothes were a little thin, because his body was thin, and the cold wind poured in from the neckline and cuffs, and the whole dress seemed to have become a channel for air intake, bulging and swelling, looking very funny.

No one dared to laugh at Zong Bai, their eyes were fixed on the helicopter, and their faces were full of solemnity and respect, for fear that they would accidentally make any movement and be disrespectful to the big guys.

The Prison Tattoo Chief was also in the ranks, and he clearly remembered that in the past ten years, there had never been such a big scene to pick up anyone. Even the noble Lord Zongbai personally greeted him and stood at the front of the line.

Zong Bai's sallow face was already a little ruddy, his long yellow eyebrows trembled in the wind, he stood proudly at the front of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and looked at the helicopter door without blinking.

The hatch slowly opened, and six men with tattoos on their faces ran down from it and stood in two rows.

In the cabin, an old man in a blue tunics walked out slowly, his steps were very steady, his eyes looked around, he looked at dozens of prison tattoo chiefs and ghosts, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly walked towards Zong Bai.

Zong Bai's eyes were a little excited, he hurriedly greeted him, and shouted, "Brother Jing, it's really you!" ”

That old man is the most powerful of the seven demon kings Jing Huaiying, the former major general of the national army, although his hair is white at this time, his waist is as straight as a javelin, his eyes calmly glanced at Zong Bai, and said with a smile: "Brother Zong Bai, I haven't seen you for seven or eight years!" ”

"yes!" Zong Bai sighed with emotion and said, "Brother Jing, if there is anything, let's go to the room and talk slowly." He had some good premonitions in his heart, if there was no good news, Jing Huaiying should not come to find him in person.

"It's fine." Jing Huaiying replied, took a close look at the prison tattoo chief, the ghost and the others, and asked, "How is the technical research on genetic modification?" ”

"Haha, there has been a lot of progress, this time I plan to directly use the tattoo to do genetic experiments, after success, the combat power of the tattoo is definitely stronger than the Yankee's genetic warrior." Zong Bai replied with pride.

"Good." Jing Huaiying nodded lightly, and his answer was very bland, it felt like someone else telling him to eat stewed carp at night, his answer was very simple and direct, and the meaning expressed was even clearer, that is, it meant that he already knew.

Zong Bai didn't show the slightest displeasure, and along the way, he was still talking to him about the changes in the base in recent years, as well as the technology mastered by his scientists.

Along the way, Zong Bai talked eloquently, and his eyebrows danced, many technologies Even some old guys from the National Academy of Science and Technology, professors and experts will be very surprised and admired when they hear it, but Jing Huaiying just nodded and didn't say much.

"If the experiment is successful, our results will definitely change this society, and it will continue to develop, and the human genes will evolve more perfectly. At that time, it will not only mean a decrease in disease, a slowdown in aging, but also an increase in lifespan. Maybe I'll have a chance to get back to where I was. Zong Bai said with emotion when he passed by a real room.

Jing Huaiying said lightly: "Evolution and development are very slow processes, and the Prison Emperor has been in power for so many years, and he has only let Hell lurk and develop slowly. And some of your things are a little too drastic. ”

"Really?" Zong Bai shook his head and continued: "If this development continues, when will it be the end, Brother Jing should know that the development of hell has reached a bottleneck now. Besides, isn't all these years of forbearance just for today's outbreak? This matter is not up to me alone, most of the prison envoys and demon kings are already involved. Over the years, you have lived in seclusion and rarely managed things, and it is not easy for people to find you. ”

Jing Huaiying looked up at the ceiling and shook her head slightly, not knowing what she was sighing.

Zong Bai was already a little anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what is the matter when you come to me this time?" ”

Jing Huaiying said lightly: "After so many years, can't you still hold your breath?" Let's go to the room and talk slowly. ”

"Okay." Zong Bai said: "Yes, I'm a little anxious. ”

After walking for a few more minutes, the ghost and the sergeant had already retreated, and the air had become a little damp, and when I breathed into my lungs, it felt like the air was sticky.

Jing Huaiying looked at the colorful oil paintings on the wall, his eyes showed a look of remembrance, he stroked the cold iron chain on the wall, stood there and pondered for a few seconds, and continued to walk forward.

Zong Bai was puzzled, and he didn't know what he was sighing.

Pushing open the carved wooden door carved with delicate lotus flowers, Zong Bai made a gesture of please.

The lights in the room were bright, and the fragrance of book ink came from the huge bookshelf on the left, Jing Huaiying looked at the mural with strong colors in front of her, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said, "After all these years, I finally got the news of the Prison Emperor. ”

"What!" As soon as Zong Bai closed the door, the whole person was directly stupid, his body was stiff, his eyes were dull and he looked ahead, and after a few seconds, he asked tremblingly: "Is this ...... It's true? ”

Jing Huaiying nodded.

"Great! After all, the Prison Emperor has not abandoned us, as long as he leads him, Hell will not be able to change this world. Zong Baizheng said excitedly, and suddenly saw that Jing Huaiying's expression seemed to be a little wrong, his expression was not the slightest pleasure, his neck was lowered, and there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes.

Zong Bai asked suspiciously, "...... you What happened to you? ”

Jing Huaiying turned around and said slowly: "I just got the news of the Prison Emperor, and I didn't see the Prison Emperor himself. This time I came to you to help me find someone with the help of your eyes and ears. ”

Zong Bai asked, "Who?" ”

"Yu Tiancan!" Jing Huaiying was stunned word by word.

As soon as the words landed, Zong Bai almost sat on the ground, his face changed wildly, and asked, "Yu Tiancan, what are you looking for him?" Is he so important? ”