Chapter 170 Return
"GA-391 Serum No. 6 vaccine has achieved initial results. The patient's body temperature dropped sharply and the immune system was reactivated..."
A month later, with the help of Cheng Long, Neifer successfully developed an antiviral vaccine, which he named Compound No. 6. In order to avoid mistakes, he specially recorded a video in which the formula of Compound No. 6 was completely unknown. The reservation recorded it.
Subsequently, Cheng Long, Liu Piaopiao, and Naifu came to a pharmaceutical factory in Manhattan to mass-produce compound No. 6...
A few days later, when the first batch of night demons who were forced into the icehouse to be vaccinated turned into new humans who had regained their senses, lost their hair, and had smooth skin, a pale golden light and shadow once again appeared in the back of Cheng Long's head.
But this time, no one noticed it like last time.
Liu Piaopiao took a real look at the fleeting light golden halo.
Noticing Liu Piaopiao's hesitant expression, Cheng Long asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Brother Long, a pale golden halo just appeared behind your head..." Liu Piaopiao is not an ignorant girl. She has been practicing the "Asura Book" for one year and two months. Even though her cultivation is not good, she still It can be judged that this aperture is not trivial, full of brilliant energy.
A murderous and blood-sucking demonic cultivator had such a halo of light appear behind his head, giving her an extremely strong sense of separation.
"Light golden aperture?"
Cheng Long raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of joy.
It seemed that he had gained a lot of merit this time by assisting Nefer in researching Compound No. 6 and curing the Night Demon.
Even the prototype of the Golden Wheel of Merit has emerged!
……
Three days later.
Cheng Long took a thousand vials of vaccine and the vaccine formula, said goodbye to Nefer and hundreds of new humans, and drove out of Manhattan. He only came here for three things.
One is to remove more than 8,000 tons of gold from the New York vaults.
The second is to collect product information from major technology companies and bring them back to start technology companies.
The third is that good people must go to the end and send the vaccine and formula to China. Otherwise, it will take three to five years to wait for Naifu and the new humanity to do something.
Won't even send it over.
After all, hundreds of years ago, the West had been living in fear of the East, and was extremely afraid of this dragon that had fallen asleep and then awakened.
If Cheng Long doesn't do this, Naifu probably won't do it either, and the new humans who have regained their senses won't do it either.
Maybe some Chinese will secretly send the vaccine formula there later.
Perhaps Nefer had a plan in mind.
But Cheng Long would not place his hopes on others.
Therefore, after he emptied the New York treasury and the research and development materials of major technology companies such as Apple, Microsoft, and Goldman Sachs, he started his sailing journey again...
……
Three months later.
Hong Kong Comprehensive World.
Causeway Bay, inside a residential building.
Dao Scar Hong, who was wrapped in an apron and behaved dignifiedly, looked at Liu Piaopiao, who suddenly disappeared a second ago and flashed back a second later, and said blankly: "Piaopiao, what happened just now? Why did you disappear suddenly, and then? Did you suddenly come back and change your clothes?”
"Uh...Sister Hong, you said I just disappeared?" Liu Piaopiao, who had been in the Night Demon World for half a year, was a little confused for a while.
"Yes, he disappeared one second and came back the next." If Scarred hadn't also signed a devil's contract and seen many incredible things, she would have suspected that she was dazzled.
Forget it if the dumplings are gone on the plate.
But the familiar Liu Piaopiao disappeared for no reason, and then she changed into men's clothes and appeared in front of her with a heroic appearance?
How is this possible?
How could Piaopiao be so fast?
"Only one second?"
"Brother Long, why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me worry until now."
Liu Piaopiao whispered softly.
She has a very good relationship with Dao Scar Hong. During the six months since she entered the world of Night Demon, she has always been afraid that she would make Sister Hong worried if she disappeared in front of Sister Hong.
If I had known that I was called away one second and would be back the next, I would have been worried.
"Brother Long?"
"Yes, Brother Long just went to a different world to play. He was afraid of being lonely, so he took me there with him."
"Brother Long can still travel through time and space? Piao Piao, what's going on? Tell me quickly."
"Sister Hong, it's a long story. Go get me a glass of water and let me tell you slowly..."
They were both Brother Long's women. Liu Piaopiao had no intention of hiding anything. She took the opportunity to ask Sister Hong to pour herself a glass of water, and then revealed the whole process of being summoned.
"So that's what happened!"
After learning the cause and effect, Dao Scarhong said with great anticipation: "Although I have known that Brother Long is not simple, I never expected that he can actually travel through time and space, and can even summon us. If there is a chance, we must Let Brother Long take me to another world for a long experience.”
"Sister Hong, Brother Long can only summon one demon servant at a time. We're afraid we'll have to wait a long time."
Liu Piaopiao knew very well that the main reason why she was summoned by Brother Long this time was because Brother Long had always coveted her beauty. Now that she got her wish, next time she wants to visit another world, she will have to wait in line slowly.
How could a man as outstanding as Brother Long be surrounded by only her and Sister Hong?
"..."
Hearing Liu Piaopiao's complaint, Dao Scar's red face fell instantly.
Even Piaopiao has to queue up.
She didn't think about it for the time being and just waited patiently!
……
Yangon, Beicheng Detention Center.
Wang Jianjun took out a photo with a stern expression and handed it to the chief of the detention center.
"Oh, Alex, did you bring the money?" "Boom!"
Wang Jianjun placed the cash box on his desk.
The red hat officer opened the box and saw the green banknotes inside. He smiled and said, "If you have money, you can talk about anything. Alex is smuggling parallel imports and destroying our country's economy. We fine him some money to teach him a lesson. If we don't have money, we can only take him away." Shooting...is that enough?”
"Two hundred thousand dollars, no more, no less."
Since Wang Jianjun followed Cheng Long, he has become much more restrained and no longer as flamboyant as before. When he was ordered to redeem someone this time, he never thought of embezzling the US dollars and taking Alex away by force.
Because he didn't want to cause trouble to Mr. Cheng.
"Yes, go and bring the person."
"Yes, sir."
After a while, Alex, who was covered in sweat and smelly, was escorted into the office by the soldiers.
Seeing that the person coming was not his girlfriend, he frowned subconsciously.
"You are?" Alex asked confused.
"Wang Jianjun was ordered to redeem people."
Under orders?
Alex became more suspicious and frowned: "Whose order?"
"Don't ask if you shouldn't. Anyway, I brought the money. Do you want to follow me now or go back by yourself?"
Wang Jianjun looked up and down and found that the man looked familiar, somewhat similar to the Liangkun he met in Mong Kok when he was investigating criminals.
Alex smiled and said awkwardly: "My money has been confiscated, and I can't go back."
"Then you want to borrow money from me?" Wang Jianjun's eyes lit up.
"I will find a way to pay you back slowly."
"Okay, come with me!"
Wang Jianjun greeted the depressed Alex, turned around and walked out.
"Da da da..."
"Boom~~"
The familiar yet unfamiliar sound of gunfire suddenly struck.
Wang Jianjun, who had experienced countless wars, instinctively squatted down, rolled on the spot, and quickly hid under the corner.
Alex's reaction was slow for several beats, but one of his arms was blown off by a grenade projected from the window, and he was in agony.
The sudden battle made the entire detention center chaotic. Gunshots, screams, grenades, and other sounds converged into a torrent, making Wang Jianjun upset.
Especially Alex's half-dead look made it difficult for him to explain.
If you want to kill someone, take the money back!
The money was blown into pieces by the grenade again, and the remaining money had already been stained red by the blood of the red-hatted officer.
"Fuck, can't you wait until we get out before taking action?" Wang Jianjun opened his eyes angrily, and the veins on his forehead bulged with his heavy breathing.
Just as he was about to complete Mr. Cheng's instructions, the result was good. A grenade was thrown in by an unknown bastard, and Alex was blown to pieces. The money was also blown into pieces by the grenade.
"Save me, save me..."
Alex, whose face was covered with blood and flesh, stretched out a hand to Wang Jianjun, his eyes full of desire for survival.
"Okay, I will save you right now and help you escape from the sea of suffering!"
Lao Wang is not a good man or woman.
He could tell at a glance that Alex's current condition would not make it to the hospital, and saving people would be a waste of time and might even harm himself.
Instead of wasting a lot of energy on carrying people to the hospital, it is better to make a small effort to help people out of suffering.
"...What do you want to do?"
Although Alex lost an arm and his face and neck were blown to pieces, he still felt that he could still be saved. When he saw Wang Jianjun whipping out a dagger, he quickly retracted his hand in fright.
"What do you want to do? Help you escape from the sea of suffering!"
Wang Jianjun walked up to Alex with a sneer, grabbed the other person's hair, suddenly raised the dagger, and stabbed the other person's heart accurately, and then pulled out the dagger without hesitation.
"You have to thank me. Your heart was pierced and you endured it. Otherwise, you would have died for at least two or three hours..."
Looking at Alex with his eyes widened, he was speechless in pain.
Wang Jianjun wiped the blood from the dagger with scattered rags and spoke without emotion, with a trace of regret in his eyes.
He didn't pity Alex for being killed in the bombing, but it was a pity that this man couldn't take back the corpses inside and outside the detention center. Mr. Cheng said that he could get a reward of 10,000 to 20,000 yuan for taking the fresh corpses back.
What kind of corpse is this? It’s clearly money!
Fortunately, the commotion went away as quickly as it came. In less than five minutes, the gunshots outside gradually calmed down.
When leaving, Wang Jianjun found a camera hanging on the wall, and without hesitation commandeered it to take pictures of the tragic scene in the room so that he could take it back for reporting.
But he took the flight back to Hong Kong City and did not meet Cheng Long immediately. Instead, he found Alex's girlfriend A Mei. While handing the photo to her, he threatened: "A Mei, I have already redeemed you! But! You also know that there is a war over there, your boyfriend is not dead, he was killed by a grenade, and the money turned into a pile of shredded paper..."
"Although this was an accident and everything happened for a reason, you were the one who borrowed the money after all, and I was also sent to Yangon by Mr. Cheng! You don't have to pay me for my labor, but you have to pay back the money you borrowed from Mr. Cheng. , do you understand what I mean?”
"...I understand!"
Ami cried even more sadly.
She didn't feel sorry for her boyfriend who was blown up by a grenade and didn't even know his mother, but she felt sorry for herself, who had to bear a huge debt of two hundred thousand dollars at such a young age.
Originally, she and her boyfriend had to work together to repay the money, and there was a slight chance of repayment. Even if they couldn't repay it all at once, they could still find ways to borrow money to pay for it.
Now that her boyfriend is dead, she, an ordinary white-collar worker, has to work for at least ten years to pay off this debt.
Can she not cry from sadness?
The new copy has not been selected, many people are not interested, and the number of orders has dropped sharply, so it can only be completed in a hurry. Friends who like it, please forgive me!
(End of chapter)