"Ahem, General, can I come here?"

A female voice came from the direction of another elevator, and everyone turned their heads.

It turned out to be the front desk lady from before.

The tall figure was waiting quietly with a plate of coffee on the side.

Why is the front desk reception also responsible for serving tea and pouring water in the conference room? Shouldn't this be the boss's secretary?

Feeling that something was wrong, the head of security frowned and looked at the other party again for a few seconds.

In the end, the girl's weak appearance and the intimate clothing that had nowhere to hide made the person in charge judge that the other party was extremely dangerous, so he nodded slightly at the general and signaled safety.

After giving everyone a cup of coffee, the old-fashioned receptionist turned on the giant LCD TV on the wall, bowed slightly again, and said, "The boss will be here soon, and in the meantime, he asks you to watch these small videos first." ”

"What?"

General Francis could barely hold back, feeling extremely dissatisfied with the other party's long-standing neglect.

Who are you?

Major General of the United States! A military elite who has won the Bauhinia Medal and wields real power!

Even when the president received him, he didn't dare to put such a big score!

You're a little tech company boss who dares to do this to me before you even make a name for yourself, as if I'm begging you from beginning to end (although that's true)!

Thinking of this, Francis's nostrils smoked, and his face was cold: "I have precious time, I have seen enough video materials, now I want to see the real thing! Hurry up and call him, if there is nothing to say, I have a hundred ways to make your company unable to open." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll rush the boss again. ”

The front desk nodded again and again in apology, and before leaving, he handed over a card and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, this is my business card, you can ask for anything at any time." ”

After speaking, Xing was really frightened, the chick was flustered, looking hairy, not walking long-sighted, banged into the metal trash can in the corner, and pretended to be fine, and took the elevator away.

Many people present looked at the recessed metal bucket and mourned in silence for her knees.

Lieutenant Colonel Doug, who was in charge of security, was a careful man and took the business card for the general.

Through the button outside the elevator, he found that the other party finally stopped on the negative floor, so he nodded slightly.

The company lab is in the basement?

When I picked up the business card, it was impressively printed: Carla Stanford, the operator of T Company, the director of sundries, the laboratory safety supervisor, the secretary of the chairman, and the prospective girlfriend......

"Poof......

Lieutenant Colonel Doug couldn't help but spray.

It's normal for one person to wear multiple hats, but it's really the first time I've seen something like this.

Are you sure this isn't a privately printed business card?

Before he could complain, everyone was attracted by the TV picture on the wall.

Doug sensed something strange and couldn't help but follow the gaze of others, and also moved his gaze upward.

......

It was a terrible experience, like watching a shoddy movie made in a documentary way.

The camera angle is very low, it should be installed on a half-meter-high mobile platform, probably forgot to install a stabilization device, the picture is very shaky, and the frequency of shaking is extremely high, only a few seconds to make people nauseous and want to vomit.

But at this time, the video screen was coming to a wonderful stage, and they had to endure the discomfort and continue to watch.

......

At first, the photographer was in a dimly lit sewer, but now he has climbed to the ground and is behind a building.

After a pause, the camera slowly rose and focused on a window at a height of more than a dozen stories, focusing on a middle-aged man sitting by the window into the frame.

"Drop, found target, confirmed: W. West. ”

The voice sounded, and a line of scarlet subtitles came out: Mission confirmed, obliterate!

Call......

The camera suddenly rushes upward, extremely fast, and the wind sound from the speaker is very realistic.

It's like a jump, an unconventional jump, just one jump, and it has already jumped more than ten meters high, five stories high.

As the jump momentum is exhausted, the camera drops a few more points, and finally, with a snap, it is fixed to the wall.

Before most people could figure out how the guy was fixed, the camera had moved up again.

Judging from the shooting angle, it is clearly perpendicular to the ground and crawling at high speed on the 90-degree wall!

This is interesting, what kind of high-tech equipment is it?

...... Except for the general and lieutenant colonel, everyone else thought so.

A few seconds later, the photographer came to the bottom of the window lattice, focused one last time to make a confirmation, and suddenly smashed the glass and rushed in.

The next picture is extremely messy, and the direction is turned so fast that the audience can hardly see the picture clearly.

They can only judge from the occasional 'weird shovel' flashing in front of the camera, and the constant screams: this is a homicide, and the murderer is extremely fast and cruel.

Sure enough, when the picture slowed down after a few seconds, what was in front of everyone was a room full of stumps and broken arms!

Scarlet blood flowed all over the ground, and at least five or more people were killed visually.

This is very difficult to confirm.

When the camera slowly swept by, the target marked in the previous frame, Mr. W, had his neck cut off, and his head flew out of the distance;

The other stout black man was even more miserable, his shoulders were lying on the ground twitching slightly, his round head was cut in half, and his brain was red and white, slowly slipping out of his skull;

Someone was beheaded......

Someone had their limbs cut off......

The heart, liver, spleen, and lungs are scattered all over the place......

......

"Vomit ......"

General Francis Ferguer couldn't help but retch, his fat hand covering his chest, and his face was a little ugly.

This picture is extremely realistic, too tragic, several times more terrifying than the slaughterhouse.

Although the general was ruthless, he had never seen such a disgusting scene, and he inevitably felt uncomfortable.

But after the disgust, Francis's heart burned a little more, and his eyes lit up: Well done, baby!

That's right, the general's trip was to get the 'photographer', and the rest of his men didn't know about it except for Lieutenant Colonel Doug, who accompanied him.

Because of this, these army guards were completely unprepared at all, and they were all disgusted by the video.

However, their military careers over the years have not been in vain, and of course they know that the picture cannot be a movie.

In other words, everyone has just witnessed a real homicide.

What is the nature of this?

In front of the personnel of the state's violent organs, this is completely a mockery of Hongguoguo!

A few anxious people couldn't help but look at their bosses, and as soon as the boss gave an order, they immediately turned their faces and arrested people, and pinched the boss of the T company behind the murder to pee!

Well, Francis didn't say anything.

After watching the video, he seemed to be in a much better mood, and he was sipping coffee at this time, leisurely.

Bite!

The elevator door opened again, and out of it came an Asian man, white shirt, gray trousers, a white lab coat on the outside, and his hair was messy, as if he hadn't washed it in days.

While scratching his scalp, he walked up to the general and stood still, and reluctantly smiled and said: "General, hello, I am the developer of 'gadgets' and the owner of this company, I am Zhang Qian." ”

Seeing the other party's Frankenstein appearance, Francis had already forgiven him for his neglect, shook hands with the other party and said, "Hello, Dr. Qian, I'm Francis." ”

"Mind you, General, I'm of Chinese descent. ”

"So?" Francis didn't know.

"So, you should call me Dr. Zhang. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, you know, I'm not a racist......"

Zhang Qian shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if it's true, I sometimes can't get used to looking at white skin, it's nothing." We businessmen, just talk about business. ”

"Uh...... Hehe. ”

Francis's fat face froze, and the other party's posture seemed to be unable to chat properly.

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