"Damn, dare to grab the meat of the 'blood wolf'! Knock your teeth to pieces! ”

Ramirez was holding an M4A1 tactical rifle and raised his foot to the Templar Skull Boss who had just taken his seat in the Templar Skull Boss position, and before he could even sit on the buttocks, he was kicked in the headshot and spat at him.

This member of the "Templar Skeleton" with a blood hole in his head would probably be able to vomit more than three liters of blood by Ramirez if he knew about it.

Who the hell is the one who was robbed?!

"Rogue, except for the two SA-17 surface-to-air anti-aircraft missile vehicles, two 'Shicha Falcons' and three 'Grayback Falcons' were not attacked."

Donnie walked up to Ramirez and said, "In addition to these three helicopters, we also found quite a few small arms and ammunition in their arsenal, these guys are so rich!" P90, HK416, MG4, damn it, it's a waste for such a good thing to fall into their hands. ”

"These losers, it!"

Ramirez muttered and cursed again, and said to Donnie: "Let people carry all those weapons and ammunition onto the helicopter, take everything that can be taken, and don't leave a single bullet for them!" ”

"Damn, I blew up two SA-17 missile launchers, fuck, I'm pissed off!"

"Rogue, the dragon is too powerful, and he actually took the 'Templar Skeleton' base camp! Why don't you pull him to the 'Blood Wolf'? Downey asked Ramirez.

"You think I don't want to? Dry! ”

Ramirez rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "If he is willing to come to the 'Blood Wolf', Lao Tzu's position will be given to him, and I will give him a little brother!" When I think about it, my heart is congested, damn, I'm about to have a heart attack. ”

"But this guy is unpredictable, and he doesn't know where he will appear! Just like now, this guy called me and I didn't know where I went. ”

……

At an altitude of 8,000 meters above the ground, a silver-white Gulfstream G550 business plane shuttled through the clouds and was heading to a business airport in Britain.

In the leather seat of the business jet, Ye Xiao held the black cryogenic storage box containing the P virus larvae in his hand, and sat without saying a word.

"Xiao Yezi, the 'dead doctor' you said, can it really solve this virus?"

Finally, it was He Ziming who broke the silent and somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the cabin.

"I don't know."

Ye Xiao shook his head uncertainly, and replied, "But he is our last hope, what if...... If even he can't solve this virus, then no one in this world can solve this virus except 'Dark Moon'! ”

Dead doctor, few people know what his name is, and few people even know that there is such a person as a "dead doctor".

Even Yun Yue had only heard of the name "Dead Doctor", but he didn't know what he looked like, let alone where he was.

Therefore, when he heard that Ye Xiao was going to find a "dead doctor" to solve the virus, he was also very surprised, he didn't expect Ye Xiao to know the dead doctor!

As for why he is called a "dead doctor", it is because every time he is entrusted with saving someone, he needs someone else to help him kill someone.

I don't know if the dead doctor has watched "Smiling Proud Jianghu" to set up such a rule for saving people.

Baker Street, London, British State.

Ye Xiao carried a black cryogenic storage box in his hand, and walked on the street of Baker Street with He Ziming.

For Baker Street, most of the most impressive is 221B Baker Street, the former home of Sherlock Holmes.

In fact, when Conan Doyle wrote Sherlock Holmes, 221B Baker Street did not exist, and "221B Baker Street" was just a fictional place for Conan Doyle.

The current 221B (and 239) Baker Street is the Sherlock Holmes Museum established in 1990.

The furnishings are based on the episodes mentioned in the museum, adding to the authenticity of the Sherlock Holmes home. Visitors can sit by the stove in the study on the first floor, try on Holmes's hat, hold his signature pipe, and mimic his pose.

Although everyone knows that Sherlock Holmes is just a fictional character in it, every week more than 100 letters are sent by Sherlock Holmes fans from all over the world, including some "case commissions".

Ye Xiao and He Ziming walked on the streets of Baker Street, walking aimlessly. Ye Xiao had seen the dead doctor and had contact with him, but he didn't know where he lived, only that he was a Britanton and lived in London.

The last time I saw him was on Baker Street.

Whether or not you can see him on Baker Street this time depends on luck.

At 221B Baker Street, the Sherlock Holmes Museum is crowded with visitors from all over the world, waiting to enter the magical place of Baker Street.

Two fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys are discussing the plot of Sherlock Holmes, fantasizing about whether they will be able to see the ghost of Sherlock Holmes when they enter 221B Baker Street.

Bone ......

A wine bottle rolled at the feet of one of the boys, and the boy almost slipped and fell to the ground as he stepped on the bottle as he was not paying attention.

Just as the boy was angry and about to kick the bottle away, a dirty hand grabbed his raised foot and picked it up as it rolled to the boy's feet.

A homeless man in worn-out jeans, a stained long-sleeved plaid shirt, and a pair of open-ended martin boots picked up a bottle and poured it into his mouth.

But most of the wine in the bottle had just flowed out, and only the last bit of wine at the bottom of the bottle remained, and the last bit of wine at the bottom of the bottle was poured into the mouth of the homeless man.

The boy who almost fell because of the wine bottle just wanted to be angry at the homeless man, and the smell of sweat and wine emanating from the homeless man made the boy immediately cover his nose and retreat.

Tourists and pedestrians around 221B Baker Street looked at this homeless man with an empty wine bottle in his hand, his beard and hair knotted together, and his good mood disappeared in an instant.

Everyone showed evasion and disgust for this homeless man, but Ye Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw this homeless man.

Dead Doctor!

Ye Xiao patted He Ziming on the arm, and quickly followed the dead doctor who was about to reach the intersection.

"This homeless man won't be ......"

He Ziming looked at the stumbling homeless man in front of him in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

"He's the death doctor."

"Holy!" He Ziming muttered, "Are all masters so different? ”

(End of chapter)