2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The top floor of Su's Building.

Su Zeqi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes closed and his expression gloomy.

The head of the top financial group in Menxia City is now 55 years old, but his appearance does not look old at all. He has a well-proportioned figure and an angular face. People who meet him for the first time often think that he is only in his forties.

This man, who had power and wealth and had lived a smooth life, got the bad news this morning that his eldest son had died.

The more Su Zeqi thought about it, the more irritated he became. He suddenly turned around and walked to his desk, picked up a small metal stick and hit it hard on a unique round wooden tower next to him.

"Buzz..."

A dull and eerie sound came from the wooden tower, and almost at the same time, a man's shrill scream came from the corner of the office.

“Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

Su Zeqi looked ferocious and was about to strike the second blow when someone reminded him softly: "Dr. Su, the beast tamer is here."

Not far away from him, a handsome young man in a smart suit pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, bowed slightly, and his attitude was very respectful.

If there were anyone else present, they would definitely be shocked, because this young man was obviously standing not far from the desk, but no one noticed his presence before he spoke.

Su Zeqi threw the metal stick aside, sat back behind his desk, and waved his hand: "Let him in."

The office door opened, and a short-built, 1.5-meter-tall middle-aged man wearing a pure white suit walked in from the outside. He has a rather cheerful appearance, with a mustache thick in the middle and thin at the end, and curved eyebrows that look like earthworms cut off in the middle.

Su Zeqi tapped his fingers on the table twice with a sinister look in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the short man suddenly raised a finger: "I know what you want to say. It's just that your son is dead. I want to Pass the blame to our security company."

He walked straight to the desk, put his hands on the table, stood on tiptoe and exposed his face, his two crooked eyebrows trembling: "Please note, it was your son, the idiot, who ordered the wolfdog to fight in the ring. If As long as the wolf dog stays by his side, nothing will happen."

Su Zeqi didn't expect that the guy who was flattering him in front of him suddenly seemed to be a different person, and the words he had planned were blocked in his throat.

However, the short man's strange behavior has not stopped yet. He threw the briefcase in his hand on the sofa, then bent down as if he was looking for something, and made a strange sound in his mouth: "Hey, little dog, little dog, are you there?" where?"

An iron cabinet in the corner of the office shook violently, and the sound of injured animals whimpering came from inside.

"They actually locked you up here!" The short man was shocked and hurried over to open the iron cabinet.

The young secretary pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and tilted his head slightly to look at Su Zeqi, but the other party just waved his hand to signal him not to make any move yet.

The cupboard door opened, and the scarred and bandaged wolfdog jumped out and got into the arms of the short man.

The latter kissed him on the forehead, rubbed his back vigorously, and spoke in a disgusting tone: "Good boy, don't be afraid anymore, don't be afraid anymore, daddy is here..."

This weird and disgusting scene made the well-informed Su Zeqi frown and said coldly: "Eugene, what kind of medicine did you take today?"

This short, fat man in a white suit, about 1.5 meters tall, clearly has an Asian face, but his name is Western.

He raised his eyebrows and cursed: "It's none of your business!"

Even though Su Zeqi was a deep man, it was difficult for him to look good after being offended one after another. He threatened in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Eugene hugged the wolfdog with one hand and pointed at the man sitting behind the desk: "You rich people are all the same. You talk about how awesome I am. You have to be afraid of me. Let me tell you, last time I I'm just asking for you by lowering my posture. Now that the business is done, you are useless. And I'm warning you not to mess with me. I just got some very bad news, and I'm in a very bad mood now..."

There was a soft "bang" sound.

Eugene's words stopped abruptly. There was a bullet hole on his forehead, and blood snaked down like earthworms, covering his funny round face.

His body fell on the expensive and exquisite carpet, and the wolfdog just buried his head in his arms and trembled violently throughout the whole process, not daring to make any movement.

Five meters away, the secretary had a cold expression. He turned the silver pistol twice on his fingertips and put it back in his suit pocket.

He just took out the gun, raised his hand to aim, and fired. It took about 3 seconds in total, and the movement was not very fast. However, Eugene seemed not to notice anything strange during the whole process, and was still yelling without restraint.

This is why the secretary can become Su Zeqi's secretary. When he doesn't speak, he can minimize his own presence, and even if he appears in surveillance and various video materials, he will not be easily discovered.

He was 15 years old when he discovered his special ability. That afternoon he broke into the girls' locker room of his school's swimming pool and stayed there for two hours.

Su Zeqi looked a little tired. He held his head with one hand and whispered softly: "Xiao Xiao, notify the cleaning department to come over and dispose of the body before disinfecting the office."

He called the animal trainer today just to hold him accountable, but the other person's attitude was really... too arrogant.

Behind you is just a small newly established security company. I can destroy it with just one word. Who gave you the courage to yell in front of me?

Xiao Xiao nodded in response and was about to call someone. At this moment, melodious saxophone music suddenly sounded in the office.

"What sound?" Su Zeqi frowned slightly.

"My cell phone ringtone."

Not far away, Eugene, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly sat up and looked as if nothing had happened. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and connected:

"Hello?"

The atmosphere in the office instantly became strange and cold. The two of them stared at the figure sitting on the ground with ghostly expressions on their faces.

Without Su Zeqi's hint, Xiao Xiao quietly moved his fingers and sent a message to notify the security department to rush over as soon as possible.

The hole in You's forehead had disappeared, and the blood on his face had never appeared before, as if it were an hallucination.

I saw him holding his mobile phone with a serious expression, nodding his head from time to time, and his face became increasingly ugly.

The call ended and the phone fell to the carpet.

Eugene's expression was as dejected as that of a widower, and he murmured to himself: "It's over...it's been discovered...the Holy Lord...it's over, it's over..."

Xiao Xiao and Su Zeqi exchanged a look, signaling that people from the other party's security department had arrived at the door of the office.

At this moment, Eugene suddenly stood up, raised his arms high, and said in an passionate tone: "No, it's not over yet! The plan is almost ready, and now it is just implemented in advance. The glory of the Holy Lord will still shine on the world!!"

His words and deeds were so neurotic that it made people unable to understand and at the same time sent shivers down their spines.

Su Zeqi finally couldn't bear it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Do it."

Almost at the same time, Eugene suddenly turned his head slightly to look at the wolfdog under him, and said with a smile: "Do it."

The door of the office was knocked open, and a dozen heavily armed figures rushed in from the outside, blocking the middle of the two sides, and half of them were people with super powers.

The originally sluggish and dying wolfdog suddenly stood up, as if it had been injected with blood, its muscles swelled, its black hair grew wildly, and it rushed forward with red eyes.

In an instant, gunshots rang out, and all kinds of supernatural lights bloomed, but they were all blocked by a thick ice wall filled with cold air.

The next second, the wolf dog's figure passed through the ice wall and rushed into the crowd, waving its sharp claws wildly, and countless blood flowers bloomed around it in an instant.

Su Zeyu reacted quickly. He immediately remembered that he still had an instrument that could control the opponent. He quickly grabbed the metal stick and smashed it on the wooden tower next to him with all his strength.

"Buzz..."

The expected scene of the wolf-dog falling to the ground and screaming for mercy did not appear.

The last thing Su Zeyu saw at the end of his life was the fire and warmth that instantly expanded and filled the entire field of vision.

"boom!!"

...

There was a faint muffled sound of explosion in the sky, and pedestrians on the street looked up, but could only see a little black smoke.

"Get out of the way!"

"Ah! Be careful!"

A commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd, and many people started running in a hurry, followed by broken glass and stones falling like raindrops.

"Boom."

A blurry black figure fell from a high altitude and fell heavily into the flower bed on the roadside.

After a few seconds, the short, naked man stood up from inside as if nothing had happened. Then he bent down, groped in the flower bed with his butt raised, and pulled out a blackened briefcase.

He opened his briefcase, took out his clothes and trousers and put them on, then went down to the flower bed and disappeared into the crowd in a swaggering manner.