Chapter 196: Sick Seedling Boy
The laboratory is located in a remote location in Hanking.
Since entering the laboratory, Cheng Hao has a feeling of cramped and uneasy, which is even more serious than when he first met Zhang Chengquan.
Looking at the quiet and silent environment around him, Cheng Hao twisted his body unnaturally.
Zhang Chengquan drove the car, looked ahead, and asked, "Are you nervous?" ”
"I didn't ...... No. ”
Cheng Hao was originally a little nervous, but when he turned his head and saw Zhang Chengquan's face, he felt a lot more relieved.
The richest man in the world, a big philanthropist who appears on TV every year, shouldn't he treat me well, right?
"It's okay if you don't have it, have a correct mentality, you can't be my bodyguard in this state."
Cheng Hao immediately panicked when he heard this, he thought that Zhang Chengquan was going to dismiss him, and immediately explained in a panic: "Mr. Zhang, I just have never been in contact with a social celebrity like you, please give me a little time, I will definitely adjust as soon as possible!" ”
"Well, it's good to get used to it."
In the empty yard, two commercial vehicles were parked.
These two cars were used by the staff to go out, but now the people are dead and the cars have been parked there for a long time.
Zhang Chengquan casually found a vacant seat and parked the car.
"Come with me."
Seeing Zhang Chengquan push the car door and get out of the car, Cheng Hao hurriedly got out of the car and followed, not daring to slack off at all.
Zhang Youzhi, who used to be on TV, gave people a very kind and approachable feeling.
And after seeing the real person, Cheng Hao had an indescribable feeling, and the "Zhang Youzhi" in front of him gave him a very gloomy feeling.
The two walked through the first floor of the lab to the elevator leading to the basement.
The elevator door opened, and Zhang Chengquan walked in with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Cheng Hao, who had not moved outside the door, he asked, "Why don't you come in?" ”
Cheng Hao didn't say a word, and the moment he stepped into the elevator, his heart jumped wildly with the "plop".
"There is an old saying that once you come, you are at peace, since you are already here, don't think so much useless."
"Thinking too much will be of no use to you except to increase anxiety." Zhang Chengquan looked ahead, a smile on his face.
"That's what you said."
"Squeak~"
The door to the ladder opened.
Two strange men in white coats caught their eye.
One was disheveled, with a scruffy beard, and looked unkempt and dirty.
The other one was wearing a pair of glasses, with no expression on his face, as if he was a little natural, and his eyes were very empty and numb.
Professor Jiang has always had that sloppy temperament, which may be a kind of personality for him as a scientist.
And Tian Kang was depressed, and the whole person was about to be stupid.
After spending less than half a month in the laboratory, his worldview repeatedly collapsed.
During this time, he learned several secrets.
The first secret: The Zhang Youzhi in front of him is not the real Zhang Youzhi, but Zhang Chengquan, Zhang Youzhi's uncle, who is 100 years old this year.
The second secret: Zhang Chengquan is not a human in the true sense of the word, he is a cultivator with strange spells.
Tian Kang once tried to escape, but the end was the same as Professor Jiang, he was pressed into the toilet by Zhang Chengquan and rubbed, so scared that he was about to pee his pants.
Well......
In short, the current Tian Kang lives like a walking corpse, and he is ordered to do his own work every day, and there is no human rights to talk about.
"Let me introduce, this is Professor Jiang, this is Professor Tian, and you will often deal with each other in the next time."
Cheng Hao nodded at the two of them and greeted them kindly, "Hello, two professors." ”
"Hello." Tian Kang nodded, revealing a stiff smile.
Professor Jiang glanced at him silently, thinking that another unlucky guy had fallen into the pit.
Zhang Chengquan walked towards the innermost laboratory with his hands behind his back, and asked as he walked, "I heard from you that your experience told me that your fighting skills are very good, aren't they?" ”
Cheng Hao stood in place, scratched his head, and said modestly: "It's okay, I once won the provincial fighting championship, but then because of family reasons, I didn't participate in any competitions again." ”
"But we had a fighting match within the security company, and I won the championship."
"That's good." Zhang Chengquan stood in front of the door of the innermost laboratory, turned around and asked, "I'll give you a chance to show yourself now, do you want to?" ”
Cheng Hao nodded vigorously: "I am willing to accept your test!" ”
Zhang Chengquan cracked the corners of his mouth and opened the door to the laboratory.
Two heavy doors opened to both sides, and looking at the dark room, Zhang Chengquan beckoned, "Come out." ”
"Rustling ......"
There was a sound of the soles of his feet rubbing against the ground, and out of the darkness came a very thin teenager in a hospital gown.
The boy looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face was as pale as paper.
With that eye-piercing hospital gown, he looked cold, like a living sick seedling.
Zhang Chengquan came to a table and bent down to take out a suitcase from under the table.
Open the box, revealing the red bills inside.
"There's a million in the box, and the two of you are now in front of me, having a fight without rules."
"Whoever wins this game will have to pay for the million."
The sick boy listened to Zhang Chengquan's words, his face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to be interested in the money in the box.
On the other hand, Cheng Hao's eyes were a little straight after seeing the million.
He is in a security company, and his basic salary is only four or five thousand yuan a month, and one million is no less attractive to him than a star-level beauty standing in front of him.
At this moment.
What fear, anxiety, cramped and restless, Cheng Hao left it all behind.
Now in his eyes, there is only a million real money.
"Okay Mr. Zhang! But......" Cheng Hao retracted his greedy gaze, looked at the sick young man in front of him, and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Zhang, you have no eyes when you move your fists and feet, in case I hurt him......"
"You can do your best, and you don't have to worry about the rest." Zhang Chengquan raised his wrist and looked at the time: "In three minutes, whoever can knock the other party down will be the one who wins." ”
"Let's get started."
The voice fell.
Cheng Hao, who was quite a martial artist, bowed: "I'm sorry brother, I'm offended!" ”
He took off his tights, revealing solid muscles.
It's not the kind of big meat that you can train in the gym, but it's a muscular shape that is very shapely, and you have a lot of strength and speed when you look at it.
The sick boy stood motionless and grinned, "Hehehehe...... Come on......"
Cheng Hao nodded, moving his steps a little bit towards the sick boy.
Until he was less than a meter away from the sick young man, the other party still didn't move.
This inevitably made Cheng Hao's heart a little annoyed.
He raised his arm and punched the sick boy in the face.
The sick boy raised his palm unhurriedly and grabbed his wrist.
Cheng Hao tried to withdraw his arm, but the palm of the sick boy was like an iron tong, firmly grasping him.
Without waiting for Cheng Hao to react too much, the sick boy hit him in the stomach with a punch.
"Poof!"
Cheng Hao spurted a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth, and his body slid to the ground like a puddle of mud......