Chapter 125: Desperate Virus
The noise lasted for less than five minutes, and the time to walk stopped.
Wade pulled the katana out of the last soldier's chest, then looked back at Ryan with some resentment:
"What are you trying to do?"
"I just wanted to help you."
Ryan looked at the experience bar that was only a small piece of experience left before the upgrade, and said with squinted eyes.
forthwith
He took out the small bottle in his pocket and took another big sip.
"Hmph."
Wade turned around and walked ahead with some puff.
Every time he prepares to kill the other party, there will always be a card that grabs in front of him and cuts the other party's throat very abruptly.
It's like when the orgasm is about to come,
Suddenly find that your player is dead and shut down!
This feeling of not being up and down made Wade a little uncomfortable, so he rushed into the corridor first, he wanted to relieve his recent depression by killing, but when he walked through the corridor,
He found that after they killed those failures, the other party didn't take any other measures, and the corridor was quiet and empty, as if they were making a horror movie.
"Let's take the elevator."
Ryan walked over unhurriedly, raised his head and looked at the sign next to the elevator, usually this kind of office building will indicate what company each floor is, but this building does not have one,
There is only one big AIM logo, which is like an invisible display of wealth.
"Ding."
The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and the elevator doors opened to both sides, and there was no ambush or anything like the one in the movie.
Ryan and Wade walked in and looked at the dense floor buttons on the elevator.
"Which floor?" Wade asked.
Ryan stretched out his hand, starting directly from the second floor like a bear child, and pressed all the way to the eighteenth floor: "On every floor, they will always be found." β
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It's a stylish-looking office with modern design elements that blend perfectly with technology to make the office look more like a 22nd century dΓ©cor.
"Knock knock..."
The sudden knock on the door made Killian, who was immersed in the data, raise his head, and habitually brushed the long hair on his forehead, Killian looked straight ahead, and said:
"Come in."
"Someone's barging in."
It was a woman who came in, her neat short hair made her look a little cold, and the tight black clothes on her body added a touch of wildness to her.
"Oh?"
Killian raised his head in surprise, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Who will find this place?" β
The New York PD side has already said hello,
As for the gangsters,
In front of the real boss, there is always only the life of being a lackey.
Even the Earth's umbrella, the great S.H.I.E.L.D., was blind under the cover of Hydra, and he couldn't think of anyone else coming to him for trouble.
"Twoβ" the woman frowned, as if to figure out how to describe it better, "two children who don't look to be more than fifteen years old." β
"Just get rid of it, you know I don't have time to play the little games at home, after all, whether you can further "evolve" depends on my next research results. β
Killian said with some dissatisfaction when he heard this, looking at the woman with a little reproach, but revealing a hint of appreciation.
It's not the kind of appreciation that appreciates your character or style of doing things, but the kind of appreciation that comes out purely when looking at a work of art or scientific research.
His experiments are still in the research stage, and although there have been successful cases, these success stories are now in an extremely unstable state.
It's like a balloon full of hydrogen that will explode with a bang if you are not careful.
It took him a few years to develop this technique, which is now called a "desperate virus" by Hydra, and everything went smoothly at first, and even he himself felt that the day when he would wash away his shame was getting closer and closer.
However, when the subject was successfully cultivated, the extremely high level of instability delayed the progress of the experiment indefinitely, and he had thought of countless methods, but no substantial progress was made.
"They've come up."
The woman's tone was calm, like a calm lake, and she had to keep that peace of mind, because it determined whether she could continue to live or not.
"Are those people idiots?"
The group below was not a garrison he had hired himself, but a safeguard provided to him by Hydra.
He and Hydra are currently in a state of cooperation, and Hydra provides the necessary guarantees, funds, and even subjects for his experiments, and he needs to share the results of his research with Hydra.
Although this makes this technology, which was originally intended to help the human body solve the disability, become a "biological weapon", he does not care, since an arms dealer can become a superhero,
So why can't the technology used to treat humans be used in warfare?
Reality is sometimes very realistic, so realistic that as long as you are strong enough, you can refer to the deer as a horse and turn black and white upside down.
Because everything you do will be explained and convinced by others with reasonable reasons, even if you say that the 996 work system is a gift to office workers, there will be a group of fools who stand up and praise you.
They will foolishly think that this is a boost to the economy, but they forget that the eight-hour day was introduced in the first place to solve the economic downturn caused by the excessive exploitation of the capitalists.
"They're no ordinary kids." The woman took out her phone and tapped it, transmitting the video from the elevator to the screen on Killian's desk.
I saw that in the elevator of the building, there were two little ones standing, and one of them was even holding a bottle and drinking milk.
"Huh."
Killian's pupils narrowed, not startled by Ryan's milking, but because he saw blood dripping from the bushido that the other child was holding.
"You get ready." Killian stood up, put on his coat and walked quickly outside, "Let's go see how the guy sent from S.H.I.E.L.D. is doing. β
Killian's office is on the top floor of this building, and it seems that every boss loves this feeling of holding everyone underneath,
The outside of the office is not the layout of an ordinary company, but more like a hospital operating room that has been magnified countless times, isolated by frosted glass into one small operating room after another.
"You go over and deal with those two imps."
Killian gave a command to the woman, and walked to one of the operating rooms himself.
The experiment here seems to be over,
Two doctors in white coats had just taken off the masks on their faces, and when they saw Killian come in, one of the doctors said with some excitement:
"The operation was a success, his right leg that had been blown off has grown, and he is much more stable than the other test subjects!"