American drama life begins with Dr. House

Rockland County, located at the southernmost point on the west side of the Hudson River in New York State, USA, has beautiful river scenery.

But at the same time, this also provides special opportunities for some people with ulterior motives.

Gordon Amherst, who was enjoying the scenery at the Hudson Aquatic Club in Haverstraw Township, Rockland County, was one of them.

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

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

It has been five years since the last time he was assassinated by CIA agents.

If it weren't for the CIA agent's soft heart, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to witness the era of new hope for the virus to wipe out mankind.

Speaking of which, I should be more grateful to the tall CIA agent Reese.

But he heard that this guy died during a mission abroad.

According to the clues he had, Reese was silenced by the CIA because he was involved in a certain project called 'x'.

That's right, in the history of mankind, it is not always external, but also internal fighting.

It is normal for Rise to die.

It's a pity that Rise can no longer accompany him to witness this historic moment.

The poliovirus he reformulated has continued to expand its infection targets along the Hudson River.

Even if New York State reacted and activated a disaster emergency state very quickly.

But the thing was done, the water source was just the first source of infection.

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

This stuff can spread through the air.

Sometimes just a breeze can infect dozens of children in an instant.

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

Just as quickly as smallpox spread in the past, the new poliovirus spreads now.

Those children who were admitted to hospital isolation wards had no chance of survival.

If he hadn't considered the issue of contagion and deliberately curbed the virulence to allow enough time for the infection, these children would have died suddenly on the day of infection.

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

This is a successful virus attack. The only regret is that the 'Ndrangheta behind them who support their research do not want to completely cut off the next generation of beautiful country.

They just want to use this to negotiate and prevent the CIA from continuing to pursue their current leader, Jun Kanzaki.

Amherst couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of this. It was really dissatisfying that such a grand death ceremony ended in such a political deal.

but……

Amherst looked at the silent bodyguards standing at the four corners of the wooden platform.

These are four guys who look very similar. They all wear uniform black suits, white shirts, and red ties.

On his hands was a pair of special tactical leather gloves.

These guys claimed to be from the ICA (International Contract Agency) and were hired by the 'Ndrangheta to protect him.

Of course, he knew very well that these guys were just trying to protect him, but in reality they were just monitoring him.

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

Therefore, in addition to protecting him, these guys were ordered not to let him get close to any level 4 laboratories.

Without samples, Amherst naturally cannot make changes to viruses that are circulating.

Amherst sighed softly when he thought of this, and took a sip of the mellow red wine in his glass, comforting himself that the extermination of mankind was a grand plan, and he couldn't rush it for a while.

At least part of the population can be significantly reduced now.

After all, it's a chain reaction.

A beautiful country without a generation of children will have a low population for a long time.

As the largest environmental polluter, the benefits of population reduction are also obvious.

As for the subsequent extermination plan, let’s take it slow.

As long as he is allowed to come into contact with those terrifying Level 4 viruses, one day, he will directly poison the 'Ndrangheta that controls him to death.

By then, it doesn't matter even if he dies, since all mankind will be buried with him anyway!

Just as Amherst was blowing the sea breeze and thinking about a beautiful future without humans, four dull gunshots suddenly sounded.

The bald bodyguards at the four corners suddenly died suddenly before they even had time to react.

This sudden attack caused Amherst to roll on the spot and hide behind a special bulletproof glass table.

But for a while, except for the vague sound of gunfire in the distance and the slightly salty sea breeze, there were no gunshots near him.

Amherst boldly stretched out the dark wine bottle, but through the faint reflection on the bottle, he did not see any flash of light.

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

Otherwise, he would be able to see the bright spots reflected by the sniper scope.

So, maybe the opponent's target is these killers from ICA instead of himself?

Did he just suffer an unreasonable disaster?

With some guessing, Amherst rolled on the spot again, rolled to the side of a bald bodyguard, and carefully raised his body to ward off any possible attack.

In this way, with the cover of a human shield, Amherst successfully retreated back into the house.

Amherst took a breath and threw the body aside without mercy. Looking at the lifeless body in front of him, Amherst cut it with disdain:

"Firearms expert? Fighting master? All-round driver? Bah!

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

What a waste!”

After finishing his rant, Amherst suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Now that the bodyguard who was looking after him is dead, doesn't that mean he can go to the Level 4 laboratory?

As long as he can add some fragments of other level four viruses to the poliovirus, he can change it into a virus that is lethal enough to adults!

By then, it won’t just be children who will die!

Thinking of this, Amherst immediately ignored the imminent crisis. He opened the door and prepared to go to the secret underground level 4 laboratory located in the small town of Haverstraw.

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

He finally understood why it was getting quieter and quieter outside.

Because outside the door, there were several strong men with guns standing, oh, no, there were also two dashing women.

Several people also had varying amounts of blood stains on their bodies, and it looked like they had gone through a lot of battles before coming here.

Amherst immediately realized that the ICA secret sentinel arranged by Glory for him had also been eliminated.

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

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

Although he was a little surprised that Rise was still alive, he did not reveal Rise's identity.

Now that his appearance and skin color have all changed, there is no reason why anyone still knows that he is the handsome and well-spoken Doctor of Virology Gordon Amherst!

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

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

If you come here again, I will call the police!"

The group of people standing in front of Amherst looked at him with strange expressions and did not speak. Instead, they silently retreated to both sides to make way.

At the end of this path, there was a person sitting at the dining table of the Hudson Water Club, holding in his hand the bottle of Amherst red wine that he had only drank a little and used to confirm the enemy's location.

It seemed that as soon as I stepped forward, these people were already following me.

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

If you become a leader in CIA at such a young age, your future is boundless.

Just as Amherst was silently guessing the identity of the person in front of him, the person suddenly spoke:

"Dr. Amherst, why don't you come and sit here?"

Amherst was shocked when his identity was revealed. The person actually recognized him?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Even his own mother wouldn't recognize him like this!

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

And how could a guy who was so confident that he could carefully collect even a single hair give others a chance to verify DNA!

This should just be a test!

Of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to admit outright that he was Gordon Amherst.

So Amherst deliberately pretended to be confused and looked around in all directions before pointing at himself and asking:

"Well? Are you calling me?

Sorry, you got the wrong person.

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

As a result, it happened that New York State issued a state of disaster emergency and I was trapped here.

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

I have to remind you that no matter what your purpose is, the agents will be here soon."

Du Wei, who was sitting at the dining table, chuckled and unfolded a leather bag filled with various blood-stained torture instruments.

"Really? Your name is Luke Philip?"

Dr. Amherst, I almost believed it, really.

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

Why do these killers trained by the Divine Will and Mystery Society want to be your bodyguards?

Even if you are not Dr. Amherst, you are probably a key figure on the high table, right?

Then you don’t want me to use all these torture instruments to pry your mouth open, right?”

Amherst looked at the torture tool bag that seemed to have brown spots due to being soaked in blood for many years, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

Although he didn't know the purpose of these strange-looking knives, he imagined that it must be very painful to use them on people.

In addition, he really couldn't explain why he, a tourist, had so many bodyguards.

Although he didn't know how many bodyguards the 'Ndrangheta hired for him, he thought it was definitely more than four.

Ordinary people really don't need such bodyguards.

This kind of treatment is only given to important official figures when they travel, and his identity is just a tourist visiting South Africa.

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

Amherst cursed secretly in his heart, these wastes are of little use in protecting him, but it would be better to harm him one by one.

Faced with the situation before him, Amherst could only make one last quibble.

"I really don't know what the Divine Mystic Society is. These guys were hired by me from an international organization called ica.

Because I had long heard that there were gun battles here every day, so I hired them specifically for my own safety.

And it’s true that my name is not Luke Philip, it’s just that I came to this country to do as the Romans did.

If you suspect that I have no money, I can tell you that I am actually from Suriname. My real name is Walde Omble, and I am a local nobleman.

If you don’t believe me, I can tell you our hometown dialect.

%……&%#(……&).”

Listening to the birdsong coming out of Amherst's mouth, Duwei's patience had obviously been exhausted.

The death of these killers trained by the Divine Providence and given to the ICA under the High Table will inevitably attract the attention of the 'Ndrangheta.

Reinforcements are definitely on the way now.

He doesn't have that much time to do Tai Chi with Amherst here.

Duwei directly signaled with his eyes that McKell and Reese were carrying Amherst to his side.

With his feet dangling in the air, Amherst sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted:

"What do you want to do? I am a good citizen!

I want to find the embassy! I want to file a complaint against you!

Damn it! Let me go!"

Like two expressionless steel towers, McKell and Reese firmly pressed Amherst's hand on the dining table so that he could not move.

As far as McKell is concerned, those who harm children should die!

If Du Wei hadn't ordered him to survive, he would have killed him with a gun!

For Reese, what he regrets most now is that he let Amherst go, which led to today's tragedy.

So now that he has a chance to redeem himself, he won't make any mistakes again!

Duwei picked out a rusty vise from the torture tool bag, and then kept gesturing at Amherst's five fingers.

Realizing what was about to happen, Amherst's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted:

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

Put it down quickly, put it down! If you have something to say, please say it!"

The corner of Du Wei's mouth curled up, and instead of slowly tormenting Amherst's mind, he took action as fast as lightning, accurately clamped a thin fingernail and pulled hard.

A brief silence was followed by heart-rending screams.

"ah--"

The pink and tender finger flesh is really beautiful when exposed to the air.

But it was a heart-wrenching pain for Amherst.

He kept gasping for air, with tears and snot running down his face, and saw that Du Wei was about to take action again.

He didn't care about taking in air-conditioning to relieve the pain. He turned his head to the side and looked at Rise and asked for help:

"Lise, save me, I am Amo...ah——"

Before he finished speaking, another piece of transparent nail cover was pulled out by the roots.

Listening to Amherst's screams, which made him want to beat his head, Du Wei reminded him in a very 'kindly' way:

"There are still eight fingers left. If you bear with me, it will be soon."

These demonic words directly caused Amherst to collapse. He was not an agent who had received any anti-punishment training, he was just an ordinary person in this regard.

This act of pulling out fingernails was beyond what an ordinary person like him could resist. Just two nails already made his heart tremble.

Thinking that this kind of torture would happen eight more times, Amherst wished that he would die immediately so that he would not have to experience this kind of punishment again.

Seeing Duwei once again lift up the vise that made every hair on his head stand upright, Amherst couldn't hold it anymore, and he swallowed more and said:

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

However, Duwei ignored his answer and still pulled out the bloody third fingernail, put it together with the other two, and showed it to Amherst, whose every nerve was beating.

"Madman, you madman, what do you want?! You tell me!!!"

The collapsed Amherst shouted with distorted features.

Now how can he still be as calm and calm as he was not long ago, drinking and looking at the sea with elegance?

At Duwei's signal, McKell and Rise let go.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and Amherst, who was like a dead dog, lost his support and slid straight to the soft carpet on the floor of Harrison Aquatic Club.

But when his three fingers without fingernails touched the plush of the carpet, a pinprick-like feeling exploded in his brain again.

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

Reese looked at the tortured Amherst with complicated eyes.

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

Ever since he learned that this wave had swept away nearly 20,000 children, Reese just wanted to chop the guy in front of him into pieces with his own hands.

Unfortunately, it was just like Du Wei told them on the way here.

Killing Amherst with one shot was a great relief, but it did not help the current situation.

And Du Wei persuaded them with an ancient saying from the East: to untie a bell, you must tie the bell.

Since the virus sweeping New York State was started by Dr. Amherst.

So if you want to end it, you have to start with him.

This is why he can still bear not to destroy Amherst with one shot.

He watched silently as Duwei knelt down and whispered something into Amherst's ear.

Amherst's expression changed drastically at first, and then he nodded, obviously agreeing to something.

This scene made Reese lament that sometimes, evil people have to be punished by evil deeds.

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

Duwei stood up and stretched out his hand to Amherst on the ground:

"So, Dr. Amherst, will you take us to see the 'highly guarded' Level 4 laboratory now?"

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