"It's been made, it's been made, it's making a lot of money!" Liu Weiqiang closed his eyes impatiently, and the next moment, nearly twenty blood weapons, large and small, appeared in front of his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Looking at the number of blood vessels that was nearly double that of his previous one, our Liu Dapang sat happily on the experimental table in front of him, and crunched the overwhelmed and pitiful template.

"Where did you get so many blood weapons?" Zhang Chen was also surprised to look at the ten complete blood weapons that suddenly increased out of thin air on Liu Weiqiang's chest, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Nearly 40 complete blood vessels.......

The terrifying number startled Zhang Chen, from the very beginning, he only cared about blocking the advance of as many mutants as possible, and he never thought that killing them would explode such a considerable number of blood weapons. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Restoring the blood vessel in his mind, Zhang Chen originally wanted to contact Zhao Boyuan, but he had not returned since he chased the mysterious American CIA agent alone. Zhang Chen was worried that he would have an accident, and if that was the case, the situation would be even worse.

It was still impossible to determine whether the genetic medicine was on that person, and he planned to make sure Zhao Boyuan's safety first, and then go over the broken glassware to the deepest part of the laboratory to find out. Just as he was anxiously facing the spirit ring and was about to speak, he heard Liu Weiqiang next to him shouting to him:

"Look, they're back."

This time, Zhao Boyuan put a gun to the CIA's head, and pressed him back to the underground laboratory like an escort prisoner. When he saw the corpses of mutants lying next to Zhang Chen and the others, his eyes when he looked at them again were completely devoid of the calm and composure he had before.

"Looks like I missed a good show?" Zhao Boyuan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

Liu Weiqiang saw the other party's frightened expression, hummed a small song and came to the man, coldly raised a leg and kicked the other party's buttocks, and said viciously while kicking: "Tell you to point a gun at me, tell you to point a gun at me!" Now it's also for you to get a taste of what it's like to be pointed at gunpoint. ”

The CIA agent had a pained expression on his face, and said with a hint of fear for the three of them in his tone: "Who are you ....., and how did you end up in this town?" ”

All three paid little attention to him. "He doesn't have any potions on him, I've searched for it." Zhao Boyuan said lightly, feeling a little regretful.

"Elixir? I see, you're looking for BTM-037, hehe, if that's the case, you can give up! A gloating smile appeared on the face of the CIA agent.

"How do you think the mothballed mutants here came to be? They are the victims of the corruption of the BTM-037-derived drug that was researched by the PhD. Those drugs that can change the activity of human cells and tissues, and make the melanin in it multiply geometrically, they are all failures! The original drug has long been used as an experimental specimen by the doctor himself and has been exhausted. Compared to this, what I never expected was that when you only came with pistols, why were there so many bullet holes for large-caliber bullets such as rifles and machine guns on the ground and walls? Are there any of your accomplices here? ”

"There's so much you don't know, old fellow. Open your eyes! Liu Weiqiang sneered, and in the blink of an eye, he conjured a desert eagle like a trick, and he aimed it at the CIA agent, and the muzzle of the black hole seemed to be a silent mockery of him.

This time, the owner of the bar, the forty-year-old uncle's dark face, did not have a more exaggerated expression, but the whole person calmed down, "Yes......" he said, and glanced at Zhao Boyuan, who was expressionless on the side.

"The strange flames that came out of this takeaway brother just now are also, you....are you the supernatural people secretly cultivated by the German government, it seems that in order to recover the evidence of the crimes committed in the early years, they really don't need to take the extreme......."

"Then I'm afraid the answer is going to disappoint you." Zhang Chen smiled faintly, and the last one walked up to him, "We don't belong to any party, we only need genetic medicine, and we are ten percent sure that it must still be stored in this city intact...... But you, since you know that there is no genetic medicine here, then why are you here, and what is the purpose of your CIA, tell me! ”

In the end, Zhang Chen's tone suddenly became a little heavier, and his face remained in a state of half intimidation and half persecution, he didn't look good, and then made such a strong posture, which really had a deterrent effect on the CIA agent.

The agent was still a little hesitant, but slowly, as if he had figured it out, he breathed a long sigh of relief, gently pushed away Liu Weiqiang, who was blocking him, and looked at the depths of the laboratory with tired eyes, as if he was talking to himself:

"Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, the genetic drugs are gone, the mutants of the juvenile form don't exist at all, all the data reports and analyses are all fake, and we will eventually die in this town."

I don't know why, when Zhang Chen heard this sentence come out of the mouth of the CIA agent, he felt an inexplicable taste flashing in his eyes, like a dying man calmly accepting the verdict of fate.

"A variant of the juvenile form? What is that? Zhang Chen asked puzzled, he was keenly aware that the agent must know something that he was interested in, so he planned to interrogate him step by step.

Suddenly, there was a faint sobbing sound next to an overturned cabinet not far behind the four of them, but it didn't sound like it came from a person, it was a strange sound between the cry of a baby and the meow of a cat.

Zhang Chen was taken aback by surprise, and turned around at the same time as Liu Weiqiang, and the two desert eagles were aimed at the gap under the cabinet.

"Don't ...... Never shoot. ”

Uncle Agent opened his throat and yelled rarely, and Zhang Chen and the others looked back at him one after another.

"It's her, it's her voice, oh my God, she's really here. Brother Norton, we've got ...... saved" He was so excited that he said every word with a trembling tone, causing the beard on his chin to tremble slightly.

"You idiot CIA, tell me what you want to say, what do you mean we are saved?" Zhao Boyuan couldn't listen to it anymore, if this was put in the real world, he wouldn't dare to openly abuse a member of a state secrets agency like this if he was given eight dares. But now it's different, he has the strength, he has the most mysterious blood weapon, and he can shake the tree if there are more mayflies, not to mention that the other party is still a stump and willow who has passed the vigorous period.

"There's a baby mutant hiding there, I can hear it, please catch it. We....we need it so much. The CIA uncle knew his situation, and his words always deliberately expressed a posture of respect for the weak in the face of the strong. If this is placed in normal times, in the United States, as an important member of the country's highest intelligence agency, it is absolutely impossible to be treated like this, except for the boss, only he has the sake of yelling at people, how can there be any reason to be yelled at.

But now the situation is different, and in the face of several unidentified horror guys with unknown technology and possibly paranormal abilities, the CIA's verbal scare doesn't work. Therefore, he bent down at the first time and did everything he could as a weakling.

"Haha, joke, if you let us arrest us, we will arrest you, who do you think you are now, stand up honestly for me!" Zhao Boyuan didn't eat him at all, and at the same time freed up one hand to materialize a rope and tie the latter's hands behind his back.

"You ......" The old CIA agent turned blue and white at the time, desperately spreading his hands, trying to break free from the rope.

The humbling under the cabinet came to an abrupt end.

"What now, do you want to continue to look for potions inside?" Seeing that the agent struggled for a while and sat honestly on the ground with an expression of resignation, the three of them got together, Zhao Boyuan frowned, pointed to the dark space behind the broken glass containers, and asked.

Zhang Chen shook his head, he glanced at the cabinet that fell to the ground not far away, and under it was a charred mutant corpse, which seemed to flicker with a faint light along the gap between the iron cabinet and the ground.

"The potion isn't here."

After pondering for a while, a hint of a smile gradually expanded on Zhang Chen's face.