Peggy was in a very good mood, which could be described as great, because today, he finally got the opportunity he had dreamed of.
It's a wonderful feeling to be appreciated by someone, especially if the other person is a general.
Peggy knows that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is right in front of him.
As long as he works harder, he might be able to replace Rafe and officially hold the title of doctor.
He is waiting.
I have been waiting for this day for thirty years.
Therefore, the excited Peggy did not feel sleepy at all, even though it was almost early in the morning, so he got up and checked the list of materials required for the research again, then put on his clothes and hurried to the research room.
Since you can't sleep, it's better to start preparing in advance and confirm the details of the sample in more detail.
The pleasure brought to him by the two consecutive slaps during the day still left him unsatisfied.
A hero who was once the center of attention was now unable to withstand his own slaps.
This feeling was something he had never imagined before. , let alone do it.
The corridor was unusually quiet, with a few old fluorescent lamps shining dimly.
The excited Peggy was humming a tune.
A bright future was waiting for him, and he really couldn't wait.
So he didn't care at all why there were so few guards tonight, nor why the monitor's infrared light was not turned on.
"Squeak."
Peggy unscrewed the door of the research room, still humming a little tune in his mouth.
He couldn't help but think of the scene where Fan was on the operating table, being cut and decomposed bit by bit.
"Bang."
The lights in the research room turned on in response, but when Peggy subconsciously looked at the hospital bed, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
The hospital bed was actually empty.
"Are you looking for me?"
A faint murmur suddenly appeared behind him, and the weak airflow caused by his breathing caused a dense layer of goosebumps to appear on the back of Peggy's neck.
"you" "Pa, pa" the clear slapping sound echoed in the silent room, and Fan patted Peggy's face gently, as if teasing a pet.
"You seem to be in a good mood."
Fan continued to murmur in a low voice, his mouth almost touching Peggy's ear.
Peggy didn't dare to move or even blink.
A sharp scalpel was placed on his neck.
He even heard the sound of his own blood dripping on the floor.
"Brahma" "Actually, I'm curious about what research you are talking about," Fan gently interrupted Peggy, "So I want to confirm whether it is what I imagined.
You are willing to be my first experiment.
Taste it?”
"I" "I do, you must want to say that."
Fan smiled softly, "Go and go to the hospital bed."
Peggy almost collapsed under the pressure of fear.
His body was shaking like chaff, and his calves had even begun to cramp.
Fan frowned, simply lifted Peggy with one hand, and then violently threw him on the hospital bed.
In the blink of an eye, Peggy was tied tightly, just like Fan had done before, "click" Fan locked the alloy lock.
Then he violently tore off part of Peggy's clothes and stuffed it into his mouth.
Two consecutive soft sounds of "dong dong" were accompanied by Peggy's extremely miserable howl.
Two sharp scalpels nailed his hands to the hospital bed, but the clothes in his mouth muffled the sound.
It was limited to a small area, even if he almost tore his throat.
Seeing Peggy's face twisted in extreme fear, Fan curled his lips disdainfully and stuffed the key into his mouth.
"Pa, pa."
Fan gently patted Peggy's face, just like Peggy had done to him before, "Don't move around, you will die if you lose too much blood."
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Looking at Peggy's wet pants and the disgusting smell, Fan frowned fiercely and completely lost the temperament to continue playing with him.
So he turned off the lights, locked the door, and left the research room in a few steps.
Peggy was just a small person, and even Fan couldn't arouse the desire to kill.
Besides, he didn't want to cause unnecessary killings now.
Peggy's vague screams came out vaguely, but facing the entire empty floor, he was destined to continue to scream.
Along the silent corridor, Fan quickly reached the top floor.
When he opened the small door in front of him, the empty and cold rooftop was right in front of him.
"You are finally here."
A familiar voice echoed on the silent rooftop.
Fan frowned slightly, "Why do you want to save me?"
"Why not, my dear Van."
In the faint moonlight, the face of the speaker finally began to become clear, Fagan "I don't understand."
Fan still didn't let down his guard.
"Don't be nervous.
You see, I turned off all the cameras on time as promised, just like the message I wrote on you during the day.
I even helped you remove most of the guards and left them in Raph's pocket.
I got a key to help you escape better, but all of this still doesn’t make you choose to believe in me for the time being."
Fagan spread his hands, his tone a little helpless.
"No."
Fan's answer was concise and decisive.
"Ha" Fagan shook his head, "But it doesn't matter, you will choose to believe me."
"Do you know why you ended up where you are now?
From a hero to a prisoner."
Fagan lit a cigarette casually.
Looking at Fan who chose silence, Fagan leaned on the edge of the rooftop, blew out a smoke ring, and snorted softly, "Because you failed to complete the task I gave you, kill Mandala."
"Mandala" Fan frowned, not understanding how everything that happened to him was related to Mandala.
"If Mandala is not dead, she will definitely get the blood sample of the prototype body under Yang Feng's arrangement.
And Yang Feng's ambition will be extremely expanded after bringing back the blood sample of the prototype body.
He is destined to study Mutant genetic modification plan, and he has obtained many key technologies in the empire before, and you are one of his targets long ago. " "Yang Feng is interested in the identity of all modified people with powerful abilities and special genes, because the birth of mutant technology will inevitably be accompanied by the death of a large number of experimental subjects.
The more powerful the genetically modified people are, the more resistant they are to the prototype.
The more blood-poisoned you are, the better you can survive the painful transformation process."
"Actually, I don't want Yang Feng to discover your existence at all, but paper is destined to be unable to keep fire.
Mandala will definitely reveal your news to Yang Feng secretly, so I have tried to create accidents again and again to make you die early. " "And this is just to prevent Yang Feng from getting me," Fan continued, "But what's the point?"
"Significance It seems that you don't know the importance of your existence.
A modified person who can possess two abilities at the same time may sound very simple, but this is a mutation that cannot even appear in the Zerg itself.
What does this mean?
On the road of evolution, we are already ahead of the Zerg, and you are the most precious key to open the door to evolution."
Fagan's tone was a little excited.
"But it's a pity that the timing of your appearance was too bad, and this is also your greatest sorrow."
Fagan took a deep breath of his cigarette.
“In chaos both internally and externally, you can only fall victim to politics, that’s all.”
"But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether I can kill Mandala or not."
"No, you don't understand.
If you kill Mandala, with the harsh supervision of him by the imperial people, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Feng to bring out the blood sample of the prototype by himself, and he will not have the confidence Dare to fight all the generals on your own and you will not face being studied because of his tight time."
After finishing speaking, Fagan took out a document from his arms, "Look, this is the execution letter signed by Yang Feng.
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I just mentioned it a little, and he agreed without even hesitation.
Isn't it quick?"
" Fan was silent for a while, "Then what is Mu's role in this war."
"Mu" Fei Gen smiled disdainfully, "He is just a lucky boy, but sometimes small people can also play a huge role.
Who would have thought that Yang Feng would use a small low-level modified person to store the prototype body "blood poison"
"Draw" Fan raised his eyelids.
"That's right, it's about absorbing."
Feigen nodded, "Transformers with the ability to absorb are rare, and this ability is so useless that it is naturally ignored.
And Yang Feng took advantage of Mu's ability to store blood and deceived Under the supervision of the Imperial people, a small amount of the blood poison of the prototype was successfully brought out."
"What exactly is the prototype?"
Fan finally asked his biggest doubt.
Fagan glanced at Fan in surprise, "I thought you already knew the secret of the prototype."
However, he still gave an explanation for this, "The prototype is the name for a special kind of Zerg.
They first appeared in the empire.
In fact, they are more like a brand-new life form.
They look like Zerg, but they are also different from Zerg.
They are completely different.
These differences are not only reflected in their internal structure, but also in their brand-new abilities.
The Empire is very interested in their appearance.
The mutant technology was successfully researched with the help of the blood samples of the prototype, but even if the Empire After years of research, they have never been able to fully crack the secret of the prototype."
"Listen to what you mean, you really don't want Yang Feng to bring back the blood sample of the original body."
"Yang Feng is a complete madman.
If he really masters mutant technology, he will destroy the Death Angel sooner or later, and I can't just watch him destroy the organization."
Feigen said in a low voice.
"So you want to help me leave, but it seems pointless.
Without me, he will still control mutant technology."
"But at least this can delay his time.
Moreover, without you, he can only reach the current level of mutants in the empire at most, and he will never surpass it."
"It sounds like my existence is related to the survival of the organization."
Fan shook his head and smiled, with a lot of sarcasm in his laughter.
Fagan nodded seriously, "You can understand that."
Fan was about to speak when he noticed a hurried figure running up to the rooftop.
"Come on, I've already got some blood samples from the prototype."
The visitor said breathlessly.
"Whew!"
There was an explosion in the air caused by rapid friction.
Fagan was still standing there, seemingly not moving, but he didn't know when he was holding a blood sample of the prototype in his hand.
Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Fei Gen's sudden burst of speed was a little unacceptable to him, and this was the power possessed by a transformed human general.
The person who hurried to the rooftop was just stunned for a moment, but when he saw Fan, he immediately forgot about his fatigue and ran to him in a hurry, "I feel relieved to see that you are okay.
It seems that my acting skills are pretty good."
Yeah, those stupid guys can't even see through it."
His signature messy hair looked even messier in the cold wind on the rooftop.
"Fan, put Dr.
Raff on your back, we are leaving now."
After saying this, Fagan threw a set of padlocks to Fan's side.
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A dark rope stretched out along the edge of the rooftop.
Under the dark moonlight, it was unknown where it would eventually extend.
Van finally took Dr.
Raff on his back.
He had no other choice, or in other words, no other qualifications
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