Located at the southernmost point on the west side of the Hudson River in New York State, Rockland County is home to some beautiful riverside scenery.

But at the same time, it also provides a special opportunity for some people with ulterior motives.

Gordon Amherst was one of them watching the scenery at the Hudson Aquatic Club in the town of Haverslaw in Rockland County.

He held the goblet in his hand and gently shook the red wine in the glass, letting the wine hang on the wall of the glass and slide slowly.

Looking at the rushing Hudson River, Amherst's thoughts slowly drifted away.

It's been five years since he was last assassinated by the CIA.

If it weren't for the soft-heartedness of that CIA agent, I am afraid he would not have been able to witness the extinction of the virus in this era of new hope for humanity.

Speaking of which, I should be thankful for that tall CIA agent Reese.

It's just that he heard that this guy died in a foreign mission.

According to the clues in his possession, Reese was killed by the CIA because he touched on a plan called "X".

That's right, the history of mankind is not always external, even internal fighting is also first-class and powerful.

It's also normal that Reese will die.

It's just a pity that Reese can't accompany him to witness this historic moment anymore.

His re-improved poliovirus has been expanding its target along the Hudson River.

Even if New York State reacted and activated a disaster emergency with great speed.

But the water source is only the first source of infection.

As children become infected, each new child becomes a new source of infection.

This thing can be spread through the air.

Sometimes it only takes a breeze to infect dozens of children in an instant.

Because he combined the genes of the polio virus and the smallpox virus.

As fast as smallpox spread in the first place, the new poliovirus now spreads as fast as it is now.

There is no chance that the children who are being admitted to the isolation wards of the hospital will survive.

If he hadn't taken into account the problem of infectivity and deliberately curbed the virulence so that it had enough time to infect, these children would have died violently on the day of infection.

However, the problem is not big, judging from the feedback from various channels, New York State is faintly unable to suppress the spread of the virus.

This is a successful virus attack, and the only regret is that the Koeikai behind him, which supports his research, does not want to completely cut off the next generation of power in the beautiful country.

They just want to use it to negotiate and stop the CIA from continuing their hunt for their current leader, Jun Kanzaki.

Thinking of this, Amherst couldn't help but pout, it was really dissatisfying that this grand ritual of destruction ended in such a political transaction.

But......

Amherst's gaze was fixed on the silent bodyguards standing at the four corners of the wooden platform.

These are four guys who look very similar, they have a uniform black suit, white shirt, and red tie.

He wears a pair of special tactical leather gloves on his hands.

These guys claim to be from the ICA (International Contract Brokerage) and are employed by the Koei Society to protect him.

Of course, he knew very well that these guys were protecting themselves, but in fact they were spying on themselves.

The Glorious Society is also afraid that he will add some new genes to the already circulating virus, which will really cause the complete extinction of the new generation of mankind.

So these guys were ordered not to let him approach any Level 4 labs other than to protect him.

Amherst, who does not have a sample, is naturally unable to make changes to the virus that is circulating.

Thinking of this, Amherst sighed lightly, tasted the mellow red wine in the glass, and comforted himself that the extermination of human beings was a grand plan, and he was not in a hurry for a while.

At least for now, we can drastically reduce part of the population.

After all, it's a ripple effect.

A beautiful country without a generation of children will have to run at a low level for a long time.

As the largest polluter of the environment, the benefits of population decline are also clear.

As for the extinction plan after that, let's take our time.

As long as he can be exposed to those terrifying fourth-level viruses, one day, he will directly poison the glorious society that controls him to death.

At that time, it doesn't matter if he dies, anyway, all mankind will bury him!

Just as Amherst was thinking about a good, humanless future as the sea breeze blew, four dull gunshots rang out from front to back.

The bald bodyguards in the four corners died suddenly before they could react.

The sudden attack caused Amherst to roll on the ground and hide behind a specially made bulletproof glass table.

But for some time afterward, apart from the faint sound of distant gunfire and the slightly salty sea breeze, no more gunfire came from his vicinity.

Amherst had the audacity to stick out the dark bottle, and by the faint reflection on the bottle, he didn't see any flashes of light.

This means that even if the other party has a sniper, the current target is not him.

Otherwise, how could he see the bright spots of the reflection of the sniper scope.

So, maybe the other party's target is these killers from the ICA instead of themselves?

I just suffered an unwarranted disaster?

With a little speculation, Amherst rolled on the spot again, rolling to the side of a bald bodyguard, and cautiously lifting his body to fend off any possible attack.

In this way, under the cover of a human shield, Amherst managed to retreat into the house.

Amherst, who breathed lightly, threw the corpse aside without pity, and looked at the lifeless corpse in front of him, Amherst cut it disdainfully:

"Firearms experts? Martial arts masters? An all-round driver? Phew!

Facing a bullet is not a one-hit kill, and you can't even spot the enemy in advance!

What a piece of rubbish!"

Amherst suddenly had an idea in his heart after the angry scolding ended.

Since the bodyguard who was guarding him is dead, doesn't that mean that he can go to the fourth-level laboratory?

As long as he could add a few fragments of the other level 4 virus to the poliovirus, he could change it to a virus that is lethal enough for adults!

By then, it's not just children who will die!

Thinking of this, Amherst immediately ignored the looming crisis, and he opened the door to prepare for the secret underground fourth-level laboratory that often housed in the small town of Haver Straw.

But as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned.

He finally knew why it was getting quieter outside.

Because beyond the door, there stood several strong men with guns, oh no, and two women with sassy postures.

Several of them also had varying amounts of blood on their bodies, and it looked like they had experienced a lot of fighting before coming here.

Amherst immediately realized that the ICA secret whistle that Glory would arrange for him had also been resolved.

Who are these people? What exactly do they want to do? Or is their goal to capture themselves alive?

Amherst, who was in shock, suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd - Reese.

Although he was a little surprised that Reese was still alive, he didn't reveal Reese's identity.

Now that his appearance and complexion have all changed, there is no reason for anyone to know that he is the personable, talkative Gordon Amherst Doctor of Virology!

So even though he guessed that the person in front of him was CIA, Amherst still pretended to be an ordinary tourist and exclaimed:

"Who are you? What do you want to do?!

Come on again, I'm going to call the police!"

The group of people standing in front of Amherst looked at him with strange expressions and did not speak, but silently retreated to the sides to make way for a way.

At the end of the path, a man sat at a table at the Hudson Aquatic Club, holding the bottle of red wine that Amherst had drunk a little to identify the enemy's location.

It looks like they've been following them as soon as they've walked on their front feet.

But is this guy who looks much younger than the people around him the leader of this group?

Becoming a leader at such a young age in the CIA is a promising future.

Just as Amherst silently guessed the identity of the person in front of him, the man suddenly spoke:

"Dr. Amherst, aren't you going to sit down?"

Amherst, who was called out of his identity, was shocked, someone actually recognized him?

Impossible, impossible!

He looks like this, even his own mother can't recognize him!

Essentially, there is no other way to confirm that he is Gordon Amherst than by testing his DNA!

And he could be so sure that he would collect even a single hair carefully, how could he give someone else a chance to verify his DNA!

This should just be a temptation!

He certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to admit that he was Gordon Amherst.

So Amherst deliberately pretended to be puzzled and looked around to the left and right before pointing to himself and asking:

"Huh? Are you calling me?

Sorry, you recognized the wrong person.

My name is Luke Philip, and I'm here just for tourism.

As a result, the state of disaster emergency was declared by New York State, and I was trapped here.

As for Amherst, I don't know you at all.

I have to warn you, whatever your purpose, the agents are coming soon."

Du Wei, who was sitting at the dining table, smiled and unfolded a leather bag filled with bloodstained torture instruments.

"Really? Your name is Luke Philip?

Dr. Amherst, I almost believed it, really.

But if you're really Luke Philip, why don't you tell me what you're doing here?

Why should these killers cultivated by the Divine Secret Society be your bodyguard?

Even if you're not Dr. Amherst, you're probably a key figure at the high table, right?

Then you don't want me to use all these torture instruments to pry your mouth open, do you?"

Amherst's eyes twitched as he looked at the torture bag, which seemed to be stained with blood for many years.

Although he didn't know what the purpose of these strange knives was, it must have hurt to use them on people.

In addition, it is really difficult for him to explain why he has so many bodyguards as a tourist.

Although he didn't know how many bodyguards the Glory Society had hired for him, he definitely thought that there were more than four.

Ordinary people don't really need such bodyguards.

This kind of treatment is only the treatment of official dignitaries when they travel, and his status is just that of a South African tourist here.

Therefore, these bald bodyguards have become the biggest doubt about his identity at this time!

Amherst scolded in his heart, these wastes, there is not much use in protecting, but it is good for him to be first-class.

Faced with the situation in front of him, Amherst could only make one last wave of quibbles.

"I really don't know what the Divine Will's secret is, but these guys were hired by me in an international organization called the ICA.

Because I've heard about shootouts here every day, I've hired them for my own safety.

And I really don't call me Luke Philip, it's just that I came to this country to get my name.

If you suspect that I have no money, I can tell you that I am actually from Suriname, and my real name is Wald Umbule, a local nobleman.

If you don't believe me, I can tell you our native dialect.

%…… &a;%#（…… &a;）。」

Listening to the birdsong coming out of Amherst's mouth, Dewey's patience was clearly exhausted.

The death of these killers, who were cultivated by the Divine Secret Society and handed over to the ICA under the High Table, is bound to attract the attention of the Glorious Society.

Reinforcements are definitely on the way right now.

He didn't have that much time to do tai chi with Amherst here.

Du Wei directly motioned with his eyes to McCale and Reeser to walk towards him with Amherst on his side.

Amherst, whose feet were hanging in the air, sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted:

"What are you going to do? I'm a good citizen!

I'm looking for an embassy! I'm going to complain to you!

Damn it! Let me go!"

McKale and Reese were like two expressionless towers, pressing Amherst's hand the table, unable to move.

For McKel, this kind of mutilation of children is to be killed!

If it weren't for Du Wei's order to live, he would have shot him a long time ago!

For Reese, what he regrets most now is that letting Amherst go in the first place would lead to today's tragedy.

So now that there is a chance to atone for his sins, he will not make any more mistakes!

Du Wei picked out a rusty vice from the torture bag, and then kept gesturing at Amherst's five fingers.

Amherst's eyes, realizing what was about to happen, widened and he exclaimed:

"Hey! What do you want? This thing is rusty, I'm going to get sepsis!

You put it down, you put it down! If you have something to say, talk about it!"

The corners of Du Wei's mouth curled, not slowly torturing Amherst's mind, he shot directly as fast as lightning, accurately clamped a thin nail cover, and then pulled it hard.

The short silence was followed by heart-rending screams.

"Ahh

The pink finger meat is very beautiful when exposed to the air.

But for Amherst, it does hurt in the heart.

He kept gasping for air, and his tears and snot were all flowing down together, seeing that Du Wei was about to do it again.

He didn't care about inhaling any more cold air to relieve the pain, and glanced to the side to look at Reeser for help:

"Reese, save me, I'm Amer...... Ahh

Before he finished speaking, another piece of transparent fingernail was uprooted.

Listening to Amherst's screams about to beat his head, Du Wei reminded him very "kindly":

"There are eight fingers left, bear with me, soon."

This diabolical remark directly broke Amherst, he was not an agent trained to resist punishment, he was just an ordinary person in this regard.

This kind of nail pulling is something that an ordinary person like him can compete with, and just two nails already make his heart tremble.

Thinking that such torture would come eight more times, Amherst wished that he would die at once and not have to experience this punishment again.

Seeing that Du Wei had once again lifted the vice, which had made every hair of his hair stand upside down, Amherst could no longer bear it, and he choked up and said:

"Don't, don't pull it out, I'm, I'm Amherst!"

Dewey, however, ignored his answer, and pulled out the third fingernail bloodily, and put it with the other two, showing Amherst, who was beating every nerve.

"Crazy, you madman, what the hell do you want?!! You say!!

The collapsed Amherst shouted in a twisted voice.

How can he still have the elegance of not long ago when he was calm and calm, drinking and watching the sea?

At Du Wei's motion, McKale and Reeser let go of their hands.

Soaked with sweat, Amherst lost his support and slid straight down to the soft carpet on the floor of the Harrison Aquatic Club.

But when his three fingernails touched the plush of the carpet, a pinprick sensation exploded in his brain.

Amherst bounced up again like a frightened cat, rolled over, and lay on the ground in a large shape, panting.

Reese looked at Amherst, who had been tortured, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He doesn't pity the guy in front of him.

Ever since she knew that this wave had swept nearly 20,000 children, Reeser couldn't wait to chop up the guy in front of her with her own hands.

It's a pity that it's just like Du Wei told them on the way here.

The result of one shot was Amherst, and it was a pleasure, but it did not help in any way with the current situation.

And Du Wei persuaded them with an ancient saying from the East, that the bell must be tied to the bell.

Since the virus that has swept through New York State was started by Dr. Amherst.

Then if you want to end, you have to start with him.

That's why he can still endure a shot to kill Amherst.

He silently watched as Du Wei crouched down and whispered something in Amherst's ear.

Amherst's face changed dramatically at first, and then nodded, obviously agreeing with something.

This scene made Riser have to sigh, sometimes, the wicked must use evil deeds to grind.

Being too kind to them will only lead to more deaths.

Du Wei, who stood up, stretched out his hand to Amherst on the ground:

"So, Dr. Amherst, now take us to the 'heavily guarded' Level 4 laboratory?"

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