There are sequelae of forcibly implanting memories. Bayi Chinese ≤≈=.≈8≠1≥Z≥≈.≤C≥OM is familiar with memory and unfamiliar with body, if the parties can strengthen contact, such as Queanna before Lang Zhan, Lang Zhan after Queanna, then it is not impossible to complete the fusion and achieve the effect of water. But could Emerson possibly give Queanna a chance to get up close? Why did Emerson always hide in that mansion in New York? There's definitely a reason for that. With only memories engraved on the cerebral cortex and no physical familiarity, how could Queanna have a normal father-daughter relationship with Emerson? Nina may not have realized it, but Emerson may not have cared at all. What about Queanna? Then you will be happy.

Baker looked at Queanna, and now she really didn't know anything, and her heart was happy. "Miss Quina doesn't seem to know about it yet?" He asked.

Quiana: "What happened?" ”

Moulton blinked again, looking at her with more curiosity. As the heir of a big consortium, she has been scolded by the outside world for not doing her job properly, but she didn't expect Queanna to be even more outrageous than her. "Quana? Don't you really know? As she spoke, she looked left and right to make sure that there were no idle people waiting, and then lowered her voice and said: "It is rumored that your father used the military's spy satellite system to attack the Skynet system of Ebe, and he was stunned to paralyze the Skynet system of Eguo for several minutes. I have also heard from some bigwigs that the nature of this kind of thing is very serious, and it is equivalent to an undeclared war in the military. I heard that the president was very angry about this incident, and the Joint Chiefs of Staff also released rumors that the perpetrators should be severely punished. ”

Queana was stunned. Later, she frowned and said, "Shouldn't it?" Emerson – How could my old bean do such a thing for no reason? Legend? It's a rumor, right? ”

Baker smiled reservedly, with a warm smile: "No, no, no, it's not a rumor." I know it's true, Quana. I can call you that, right? I think we in the Baker family might be able to help you a little. ”

Quina stared at Moulton, a friend she had only known for a short time. Morton shrugged his shoulders and said slightly apologetically: "It's definitely not a rumor, but when it comes to national security issues, I think our Morton family can't do anything about it." Well. Baker is different. Baker's father was the Elephant Party's presidential candidate. I think you can have a good chat. Baker, Queanna will be taken care of by you, and I will come as soon as I go. ”

At about eleven o'clock that night, in a hotel in Washington, Quina hesitated for a long time to call Emerson.

On the phone, Emerson didn't have anything out of the ordinary. At first, my daughter was still very affectionate, and then, he asked her about her recent itinerary and praised her for meeting a wealthy lady like Moulton. After a moment's hesitation, Queana asked about the rumors.

"You've heard that, too?" Emerson's tone was still light, but if Queana had been using a video call, she would have seen that her cheap daddy's face was actually black.

"I'm a little worried about you," Queana said, carefully chosen.

"It's no big deal, the sky won't fall," Emerson said, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.

Just three hours ago, he received a call from Oakes. Oakes did not directly mention that he used the military spy satellite system to attack the Evelyn Skynet system without authorization, but suggested that the president was preparing to issue a new commercial and civilian satellite law for national security considerations, and hoped that he would cooperate.

The call immediately made Emerson's mood worse. Outsiders don't know, Emerson himself has some people who know the details of the Emerson consortium but know very well that the most profitable thing about the Emerson consortium seems to be the genetic biotechnology engineering project, but in fact it is its satellite communication company. It is with this high-tech technology company that the Emerson consortium has been able to own a significant stake in telecommunications and mobile companies in several countries, and thus receive a large amount of dividends every year. It is no exaggeration to say that this technology communication company called "as~m" is the foundation of the Emerson consortium.

Using the military's spy satellite system to attack the Skynet system of Hubei Province, Emerson knew that he would definitely have to pay the price and did psychological construction, but the conditions put forward by Oakes obviously exceeded his psychological expectations. He didn't get angry immediately, he calmly replied: "I have opened up many functions to the military,"

"It used to be enough, but not now, you know, you almost started a world war!"

"General, I'm not a three-year-old child, don't fool me! Is there still a world war in this world? Black gold hemp, haven't you always wanted to get our black gold hemp? I can provide this technology to you for free! ”

"I'm sorry. Jazz, the military is now more interested in instant messaging in the true sense of the word and higher resolution. Of course, if you are willing to show goodwill to the military, I think we will buy the Black Gold Hemp series technology at a fair price. ”

Instant messaging in the truest sense of the word! Higher resolution! This is the exclusive secret of "AS~M". Emerson was silent.

After a long time of not getting a response, Oakes left a sentence of "good for yourself" and hung up the phone.

The significance of instant communication in the real sense for modern military is that it will be able to improve the immediacy and timeliness of the instructions issued by the rear command center to a greater extent, reduce miscalculations and increase accuracy; Higher resolution, applied to the military, not only means that it can more carefully reconnoiter the enemy's military facilities and tactical arrangements, but also that it can improve the strike accuracy of missiles and other guided weapons. In the general climate of modern warfare that is becoming more and more facious with line-of-sight attack operations, Emerson still firmly controls "as~m", which in the eyes of some people is already a crime of the cherryman.

The cheap daughter's phone call successfully stirred the anger in Emerson's heart to a new saturation. After hanging up the phone, his eyes turned slowly, his gaze became sharp, and his eyeballs quickly became congested ~ blood turned red. Suddenly, he grabbed ~ the placket of his clothes with both hands and pulled it hard, directly tearing the clothes on his body. Emerson should have been around sixty years old, but his skin was as smooth and firm as that of a young man in his twenties. That's not the point, if Cole or Durant were here, they would be surprised to see that Emerson's skin was covered in a layer of inconspicuous keratin, and in some cases, it would even burn and glisten under the light.

Touching the skin on his body with both hands, and pulling again, the corners of Emerson's mouth twitched slightly, and a touch of murderous aura naturally dispersed. "A bunch of vile and shameless greedy villains!" He roared in a low voice, red flashes in his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, and a "squeak" squeezing sound sounded, and the front and back skin of his heart suddenly keratinized, and slowly transformed into the shape of a shield. He first struck hard with his right hand a few times, then found a dagger and stabbed it straight down. And that wasn't all, after failing to pierce the round shield pattern with his dagger, he picked up his phone and swiped his fingers across it. After a bumper sound, the wall he was facing suddenly parted to the sides, and a mechanical arm leaned out. Emerson stared at the arm with a desert eagle on it, then pressed a button on his phone. "Horn!" With a crisp gunshot, his body shook instantly, and a painful and hideous expression appeared on his face. Then he looked down, and a red spot of blood appeared on the shield-shaped skin of his heart, and the corners of his mouth were grinned, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Oakes! Gaud! The one who provokes me! You're all going to die! ”

At the central airport, the romantic capital of France, Lang Zhan, who had been injected with the elderly, slowly walked off the plane with the flow of people.

Three days ago, in a hotel in Dumadre in the bullfighting country, Wrighten, who was tidying up his clothes in front of the mirror, suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, his brows jumped slightly and he was rushing towards the balcony, with a loud "boom", the door was kicked open. He immediately turned, and at the same time had an additional pistol in his right hand that had been bolted with the safety open.

Several black-clothed men appeared at the door, each with a slight rush. Wrighten's eyes shrank, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "What are you doing here?" Vandalism is a very bad habit. ”

The big men in black were expressionless, just staring at him stunned. A few seconds later, footsteps reached Leytern's ears, and a young man in his early twenties, with beautiful gold hair and a handsome face, and a large white gold earring on his left ear, appeared in the doorway. He held a picture in his hand, looked at Wrighten with a sneer, and said, "Who tore his face!" ”

A big man walked up to Wrighten and said, "Man, if you don't want to suffer, throw away your guy sooner." ”

The muscles on Leyten's cheeks jumped, and he suddenly stomped his feet and roared, "Bichi! Isn't it the bastard of the black bear? ”

The corners of the young golden man's mouth twitched, and he said, "It is worthy of being a shadow killer who is famous in the underground world, and his brain is fast." "Acquiescing to Lightern's guess.

"!" Wrighten spat on the ground hatefully, and said to the black-clothed man who came over, "Stop, I'll do it myself!" As he spoke, he slowly put down the gun, rubbed his two hands on his face twice, and then picked out a high-fidelity human ~ skin ~ face ~ mask from the sideburns. The human ~ skin ~ mask ~ pinched in his hand, he woke up to something, looked up at the golden man, and asked, "You laid out the assassination mission?" ”

Lightern certainly doesn't show up in Madre for no reason. The golden man did not deny it, and said: "The deposit of 1.5 million has been given to you, and you can get 1.5 million for nothing without doing anything, are you still not satisfied?" ”

"!" Wrighten scolded angrily, sat on the bed with a crooked body~, looked up at the golden man and said, "Cassellissetta, tell me something!" Your father's death has nothing to do with me, if it's for that Huaguo wolf child, I'm also looking for him. ”

Young Cassellita walked up to him, stood unceremoniously in front of him, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "You know what? You have disappointed me so much. The top 20 killers in the world can't even handle a fledgling mercenary! Based on this alone, I said that it has something to do with you, are you convinced? ”

A few micro charges were close to his head, and Casellisetta's hands had obvious traces of practicing guns, how dare Lightn disagree.