The fat body burst out with unimaginable agility, and the building supervisor knelt down with a tiger, and he couldn't kneel for a long time, so that he cried out: "Give your subordinates ten more dares, and your subordinates won't dare to do this kind of thing." ”

"Subordinate...... The subordinates just think that for such a trivial matter, you really shouldn't alarm the doctor. ”

Dr. Zhuo didn't linger in front of the building supervisor and walked towards the elevator: "Within half an hour, I won't see Wu Nu, so you can go through the handover procedures." ”

"Yes, his subordinates will definitely send him to you with their own hands!" The building supervisor got up and patted his chest to reassure.

Seeing that the elevator Dr. Zhuo was riding was closing, the building supervisor gently tidied up the formal clothes that were a little wrinkled because of kneeling, and said with a straight face: "Contact the three armed envoys in charge of the pursuit to this director, and say that Dr. Zhuo has given a death order, and he must see Wu Nu within half an hour." ”

"Yes!"

The first scientific research area.

He Jiantong closed the window and closed the curtains.

After doing these two things, lean against the wall and close your eyes to relieve the pain.

Fortunately, he hasn't been here for long, and he has the strength to escape, and if he is a martial artist who has been there for a few months, he can't get out of the house when he leaves the door open.

He was one of the elders of the Haoran Sect, and he had ever suffered such humiliation.

Everyone in this research institute didn't treat their group of warriors as human beings at all, but only as expendable experimental materials.

"Damn the Academy, damn the Armed Envoy!" He Jiantong scolded in a low voice, and couldn't help but glance at the window a few times.

The ghost sent the gods, and he recalled the appearance of a dozen of his own people, broken and sunk in the sand under the hands of the armed envoy.

It was too terrifying, that person was so powerful that even the powerhouse who had just broken through the [Martial Force] and became the new Great Elder of the Haoran Sect fell into her hands.

Obviously, she looks like a little girl who is not even fifteen years old, but she can burst out with that kind of combat power, and the [Bloodline Armament] is really powerful.

Even he couldn't help but show a somewhat sad look, the [Bloodline Armament] is increasing with each generation, and the number of strong martial artists is becoming scarcer day by day.

The sect master swore that there were at least nearly 100 [Martial Minister] powerhouses in the world, but from his birth to the present, the only [Martial Minister] powerhouse he had seen was the previous alliance leader of the Martial Alliance.

The strongest of the eight branches are only at the [Martial Force] level.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and through the window, he saw three young men in uniform standing on the roof of the opposite room, as if they were looking for something.

He was very familiar with these three people, and it was the three of them who took turns to guard and guard the warriors every day.

If he hadn't been injured, even if he couldn't fight three with one, it wouldn't be difficult to escape, but with his current physical condition, it would be okay to face to face one, and he wouldn't even be able to escape with three people together.

"There are so many buildings, and you still want to find me, so let's dream." He Jiantong cursed again in his heart and lay on the floor.

If he fled directly, it would be absolutely impossible for him to leave Kaiwenjing, so it was better to find a place to hide, and when the injuries recovered and the Wumeng support arrived, he would evacuate safely.

Before being arrested, they successfully sent a distress message, even if the Wumeng did not send someone to rescue, he believed that Haoran Sect would not give up on them.

What he has to do is to try to survive until the support of the Haoran Sect arrives.

……

"Captain, don't you have to take him down directly?" The woman in the single ponytail looked up to the side, and her eyes fell on the man in the middle of the three, wearing goggles.

"He thought he had escaped, but in fact, from the moment he was implanted with the chip, it was impossible to escape our sight, thinking that he could escape by hiding in the building, it was too ignorant!" The man's arm on the left was wrapped in bandages, and his tone was full of disdain.

"Don't touch him just yet, let him enjoy the last good time."

No one could guess what the man was thinking through the goggles.

"Captain, but just now the building supervisor sent a communication, saying that Dr. Zhuo asked to see Wunu within half an hour." When the woman on the right mentioned Dr. Zhuo, her tone was a little awe-inspiring.

Dr. Zhuo has contributed a lot to their current situation, and the reason is very simple, she participated in the creation of their [Bloodline Armament].

"Hmph, whether it was Dr. Zhuo's words, or the stupid pig's order to make up for his own mistakes, I think you should all know.

Ignore him, the captain wants to use this Wu Nu as bait to catch a few big fish.

If the plan is successful, our [Bloodline Armament] can also be upgraded. The captain's eyes under the goggles were full of ambition, he had been at this level for too long, and he had finally met an opportunity, and he would never let it go.

"Get out of here first, he should have seen us, go around in a circle and come back, and the three of them take turns watching him." The captain's gaze swept over the two of them and gave the order.

Compared with his own future, what does the life or death of the director have to do with him.

Through the window, looking at the direction where the three of them had gone after searching for a while, He Jiantong let out a long sigh of relief, until now, he was initially safe.

But he must get out of this house as soon as possible, this is someone else's house, and after a while, it is estimated that the owner of the house should return.

It is not uncommon for some branches of the Martial Arts League to directly capture or even kill people, and directly occupy this house, but he can't do this kind of thing after receiving Haoran's religious guidance all year round.

Haoran Sect takes the meaning of "righteous Haoran", not only to practice martial arts, but also to memorize Confucian classics, to understand its deep meaning, only to understand the true meaning of Haoran Sect disciples, in order to exert the true power of their sect martial arts.

Sneaking into someone else's house already made him feel guilty, not to mention doing something even more out of line.

After waiting for a few more minutes to confirm that the three had not returned, He Jiantong carefully wiped the ground where he had sat with paper, restored the curtain box window to its original state, and then opened the door and left the residence.

He needed to find a place with few people and enough safety to recover from his injuries, and it was best to find an opportunity to contact the Martial Alliance so that he could rescue the dozen or so Haoran Sect fellow sects and Martial Alliance allies who were still imprisoned in the underground cells.

His fists clenched slightly, and he recognized many of his allies who were also imprisoned by the Martial Alliance, members who had been confirmed dead by the Martial Alliance.

Based on his conversations with those who had been held for a longer period of time, he was convinced that more than 50 percent of the many research institutes in Bunkyo were holding people like them.

No one would have thought that in fact, they were imprisoned in various research institutes in Bunkyo, serving as research materials, and living a life worse than death.

Looking back on his life in the past few days, he couldn't imagine how those warriors who had been imprisoned for months or even nearly a year had managed to persevere.

His eyes were firm, he must not be caught, he was not only burdened with his own life, but also the hope of dozens or hundreds of imprisoned warriors.