Black Hawk thought that the mechanical heart was foolproof, but in the end, something went wrong.

He couldn't figure out who could have such a skill. Even Franky Mill, who can control metal, is helpless in the face of mechanical behemoths, and who else can be the opponent of mechanical behemoths besides him.

Even if there is no one guarding the Heart, the Heart itself has a powerful defense system that is powerful enough to destroy any vandal's actions and attempts.

No one can destroy the mechanical heart in a grand manner, so if the mechanical heart can be stopped, there is only one possibility left, that is, the own people of Paradise Island have artificially turned off the mechanical heart, or cut off the energy supply of the mechanical heart as last time.

This is undoubtedly the inner ghost, since the last incident, Black Hawk has been looking for who the inner ghost is, but it has not been able to find out why for several months.

It seems that this time the inner ghost has struck again, and his purpose must still be to help Frank Mire, but unfortunately this time he miscalculated, because Frank Miir is right in front of Black Hawk's eyes, no matter what happens, Black Hawk will not let Frankimir escape.

It's just that the mechanical heart has stopped running for the time being, just like last time, which may cause a lot of trouble, but Black Hawk is very sure that it won't be long before the engineers will get the mechanical heart running again, but it's a pity that Frank Mire can't take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, Black Eagle couldn't help but not be annoyed, but felt that this matter was ridiculous. There seem to be a lot of people who want to help Franky Mire. Black Hawk thinks he is kind-hearted, but unfortunately there are still so many people who eat inside and out.

Seeing Black Hawk barely had any unusual reactions. As if nothing had happened, Frankimir could not help but be a little discouraged.

He had expected this to make Black Hawk scareless. He was able to find an opportunity to escape, and then quickly escaped from Black Hawk's sight. He couldn't control his body.

However, Black Hawk was so calm that he did not worry about the mechanical heart, which not only surprised Frankimir, but also made Frankimir even more discouraged.

In any case, now that the mechanical heart has been destroyed by Maria, no matter what Black Hawk plans to do next, for Frankimir, it is necessary to find a way. Pass the signal out, let the mountain ghosts and Song them, launch an attack on Paradise Island as soon as possible, and end this terrible game once and for all.

It's easy to say, but for Frankimir now, it seems to be harder than climbing to the sky.

Black Hawk controls Frank Mir's body like a marionette, which prevents him from doing whatever he wants.

Furthermore. In order to launch the flare, it is absolutely impossible in this secret base, and he must first return to the land of the island. Only the signal flare he fired there could successfully transmit the signal to the mountain ghosts and Song and others.

Frankie Mill was struggling to figure out how to get out, but Black Hawk suddenly sneered and said to him slowly, "My little Brin." It seems that I need to speed up our progress. I thought. You'll join us, and we'll fight together. But I think I can only put this matter aside for the time being. ”

Just as Black Hawk spoke, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind Frankimir and hugged Frankimir tightly.

Frankimir didn't know who this man was, but the smell of that guy made Frankimir unbearable, enough to smoke Frankimir to death.

"Gru brought him with me." Black Hawk whispered.

"Where are you taking me?" Frankie Mill asked with a grim face, trying to break free from the big guy named Gru, but his body still couldn't move.

Black Hawk snorted coldly, nodded slightly, didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the laboratory.

They walked silently in the dark, and soon came to the Wang Python laboratory, where Black Hawk opened a diaphragm of connective tissue, and Frankimir immediately smelled a smell of viscera, which was not at all pleasant, more unbearable than the smell of Gru's body.

Seeing the scene inside the diaphragm, Frank Mire couldn't believe it. All the way they went, it was all pitch black, and it could be said that they couldn't see their fingers.

However, in this dark room, there are purple lamps hanging from it, and the malfunction of the mechanical heart does not seem to affect this room.

Frank Mir stared intently at the purple lights, and it soon occurred to him that instead of lighting them, they were many fireflies that could emit light on their own.

"It's a British thing, it's called 'hatching fireflies', these bugs are nothing special, and they only have a lifespan of a week, but when it comes to hatching biochemical beasts, they are really a good choice. During World War II, it was these bugs that fundamentally changed the plight of Britain and under-equipped, allowing them to have a large number of biochemical beetles in a short period of time, which was able to make up for the lack of soldiers. Black Hawk said casually to Frank Mire, wondering if he meant it to Frank Mire or if it was just his unintentional remark.

Frankimir then saw that under the purple lamp, there were densely covered with eggs about the size of his head.

Underneath these eggs, a thick layer of thatch is laid to keep the eggs warm and to prevent them from breaking.

There are thousands of eggs here, some of them stand silently, some are covered with a thin layer of water vapor, some are emitting a faint steam, and some have cracks or larvae have broken out of their shells.

There are a lot of eggs here, but there are only a few insects that have hatched, and they all look like they have just been hatched, and the soft arthropods are still stained with slimy egg liquid.

The hatched larvae, about thirty centimeters in size, have a flattened and slender body. The head of the larva has four long antennae that are longer than the length of the body. The larvae have two lobster-like claws on their chests, which look very incongruous with their delicate bodies. The larvae have six pairs of weak, slender hind legs on their abdomen, which seem to have difficulty supporting the body of the larvae.

"What the hell is this!" Frank Mill said disgustingly that people living in mechano-industrialist countries have always avoided these slimy insects as far as they can.

"This is the 'Cinderella centipede', a typical Mohemian made, but unfortunately in the past Austria-Hungary, more advocating plant-based biochemical beasts, just like the French love ancient giant beasts, so the 'Cinderella centipede', for a long time, has not been taken seriously, until the Americans in World War II, used the 'Cinderella centipede', and achieved gratifying results, so that the 'Cinderella' centipede shocked the world and became a hot biochemical weapon." Black Hawk said proudly. (To be continued......)