"Who is your grandfather?" The person in charge stared at Ye Wudao's eyes, probably distinguishing the truth of Ye Wudao's words.

"What do you mean by that? Do you still have to check the household register? I don't want anyone to know my grandfather's identity. Ye Wudao said calmly, and with a domineering aura that only the children of the family have.

"Hehe, what Ye Gongzi said makes sense, so did Ye Gongzi bring money?"

The person in charge saw that Ye Wudao was calm and comfortable, and there was still a little annoyance on his face, which made him feel relieved.

"You don't have to worry about money, money is just a number for my Ye family, I'm all here, are you worried that I won't have money?"

Ye Wudao said with an impatient look, showing the precautions of an arrogant family disciple to the fullest, even if it is a real family child, he may not have his demeanor.

"Ye Gongzi doesn't need to be angry, we are only doing business for insurance purposes, since Ye Gongzi has a relationship with the gambling king, then I won't say more. The person in charge didn't care about Ye Wudao's annoyance, but was very satisfied with his reaction.

The person in charge asked people to bring a box made of alloy with a refrigeration function, and as soon as he opened the box, a cold air suddenly came out of the box, and he saw a bottle of red medicine and a high-grade injection gun in the box.

"Ye Gongzi, the potion is here, as long as we receive the money, this potion is yours. The person in charge said to Ye Wudao.

"How do I know if this potion is real or fake?" Ye Wudao asked deliberately.

"You can rest assured, the people who buy potions from us are all famous and powerful people from all over the world, if we don't have credibility, do you think we can survive to this day?" said the person in charge confidently.

Ye Wudao nodded, agreed with his words, and then continued to ask him: "I know that all drugs in this world will have side effects, I want to know what are the side effects of this medicine?"

"Ye Gongzi is right, all drugs will have side effects, and the immortal elixir naturally has some side effects, but compared to the effect of the immortal elixir, these side effects are worth it. The person in charge admitted.

And said lightly some of the side effects after using the immortal elixir, for immortality, it is something that every rich man dreams of, especially when life is on the verge of death, where will it care what side effects are not side effects.

"Okay, I'll give you a check now. ”

Ye Wudao said as he put his hand in his pocket, pretending to be holding a check, but when he stretched out his hand, it was not a check, but a flying needle.

Ye Wudao's hand flicked, and the flying needle was thrown out with the gesture of the Heavenly Maiden scattering flowers, only to see that the four bodyguards beside the person in charge immediately fell, and they didn't even snort.

And the person in charge hadn't reacted yet, only to see that the medicine in his hand had already reached Ye Wudao's hand, and then Ye Wudao's fingers quickly clicked a few times on his body, restraining him, including making him unable to make a sound for help.

Ye Wudao didn't care about him, but went to some potions in the palm of his hand, sniffed them with his nose first, and then licked them with his tongue, he can now be 100% sure that these potions are definitely related to zombies.

"Where did these potions come from?" Ye Wudao put the potions away and walked over to interrogate the person in charge.

The person in charge opened his mouth, his throat squirmed, but he couldn't make a sound, Ye Wudao remembered that he had just ordered this guy's dumb hole, so as not to make him yell.

Ye Wudao took out a knife and rested it on his neck, and then said to him: "If you dare to speak loudly, I will cut your throat, understand?"

The person in charge nodded in fear, Ye Wudao just nodded at his body and unlocked his dumb hole, but it was just so that he could speak, but it didn't mean that his body could move.

"Say, where did you get these potions?" Ye Wudao asked him.

"These ...... These agents are produced in our labs. The person in charge was threatened by Ye Wudao with a sharp knife on his neck, so that he didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Where's your lab?"

Ye Wudao saw that this guy was a little dishonest, and the knife in his hand used some strength, and suddenly left a shallow blood mark on his neck, which scared the person in charge not to dare to move his mind again.

"The lab is right there...... It's right outside. ”

When he came in blindfolded just now, Ye Wudao found out that there was a laboratory in this place, but he didn't associate this laboratory with these potions.

"How many guards are there outside?" Ye Wudao continued to ask him.

The life of the person in charge was in Ye Wudao's hands, and he didn't dare to resist, so he had to honestly tell everything Ye Wudao wanted to know, including how many guards there were outside, where they were distributed, and so on.

Ye Wudao didn't have time to interrogate him slowly, and after stunting him with a finger, he left here, found the location of the guards he said, and then put down all these guards.

When Ye Wudao opened a heavy iron door, the scene in front of him suddenly made Ye Wudao's brows jump wildly, behind this iron door was a laboratory, and several large glass tanks were placed in the laboratory, and these transparent glass tanks contained a zombie in each of them.

These zombies were soaked in some kind of liquid, and their bodies were filled with all kinds of tubes, it turned out that these people were using zombies for experiments, and there was no need to ask those immortal potions, they must have been extracted from the bodies of these zombies.

Ye Wudao didn't know whether to be angry or sad, he was not a zombie, and he had no mercy for zombies, he was angry that these people actually used these potions developed by zombies to make money and kill people.

It seems that these people have temporarily extended their lives after taking the elixir of immortality, but the consequence is that they will eventually become a monster.

Zombie is a kind of thing born from the resentment and filth of heaven and earth, immortal, abandoned by the three worlds of heaven, earth and underworld outside the six realms of sentient beings, wandering and displaced, in the human world with resentment as strength, blood as food, with the blood of sentient beings to vent endless loneliness, not controlled by the six realms, with endless years.

Once these immortal elixirs are taken, they will slowly turn into a low-level zombie, this kind of zombie may not be nothing to a cultivator like Ye Wudao, but it will cause unimaginable disasters to ordinary people in society.

(End of chapter)