Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy

"Kane went home?" In the Massa Center Building, Openg asked lazily with the same coffee.

As a middle-level figure of the loyal dog of the military, this young man who looks slightly fat and looks very easy-going and sunny has already mastered amazing wealth and connections beyond the imagination of ordinary people at the age of 32.

Opposite him, President Funeng nodded and said, "According to the information, Kane seems to have recovered."

Openg frowned slightly: "Where's John?"

The action last night was led by one of his capable men, John.

John is not only a killer who is proficient in assassination, but also a superhuman with an eleventh level. It can be said that he is foolproof to carry out this matter.

But now, that 1 in 10,000 chance has emerged.

Ferneng whispered: "I don't know, there is no news yet, John and his people have all disappeared suddenly."

Hearing this, Ao Peng frowned slightly: "Is this guy out of control again?"

After being rescued by him, John, a condemned prisoner, was tested as an experimental subject of the military.

However, his physique was still not suitable, and he was eliminated after only one round of experiments.

Although he was eliminated, he still obtained some physique and speed that exceeded the limits of normal human beings in this round of experiments.

But as a price, he was a little unstable due to the great torture he suffered.

However, Openg is still very confident that John will not betray, because the bomb in his head is not a decoration.

"What's going on with Kane?" Openg asked.

Regarding what happened last night, the two of them were wondering whether they could understand, and he was going to send others to conduct a detailed investigation later.

Ferneng said, "He dealt with the two deputy ministers we installed, and then went straight home."

"Going home?" Ao Peng raised his brows, who didn't have many eyebrows, and said ponderingly, "Since he dares to go home, it means that he has indeed acquired some special power and has become fearless."

Ferneng pondered: "Yesterday, during the day, we can also be sure that this guy is huddled there, and his body has not improved in any way."

Openg suddenly asked: "How long have you not formally contacted Kane and asked about his physical condition?"

Hearing this, Ferneng was taken aback: "It's been almost a week, and he's been huddled in the office these days."

"Then is it possible for him to use special methods this week to contain the disease?" Openg asked.

The doctor who diagnosed Kane at the beginning and the follow-up treatment doctor are their people. They know Kane's situation very well, and they are very confident to determine that Kane's disease is absolutely impossible to recover so quickly.

"There is such a possibility. During this time, his illegitimate subordinates have been asking around for ways to cure diseases, and even want to contact those extraordinary forces. Although most of them are ignored because of the majesty of adults, it is still possible to find a temporary relief method. ."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Ferneng said.

Immediately, a young man walked in and reported: "Kane was very calm after returning home, and his wife and brother wanted to take measures to control him."

"The result?" Openg asked.

The youth whispered: "We are not very clear about the whole process. Later, they seemed to have reached an agreement and no conflict broke out."

Hearing this, the two fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Openg, Mr. John is back." At this time, the attendant at the door said.

Ao Neng heard and stood up: "Let him in."

Soon, a long-faced young man with gray hair, tall and thin body, wearing a black trench coat and sunken eye sockets walked in.

This young man is a little scary, and his mouth seems to have fangs that are not human, and his ten thin fingers are like the claws of an eagle.

"Why did you come back!?" Openg asked dissatisfied.

John grinned horribly and spit out a pungent **** smell: "Have something to eat."

sizzle...

Hearing this, Funeng and the youth on the side shivered instinctively.

Openg was not surprised and asked, "What happened last night? Why didn't Kane die, what about the others?"

"Almost dead." John replied flatly.

"What!? All dead!?" Hearing this, Ao Peng was shocked.

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and then let the two of them go out and closed the door.

"Any other superhumans intervening?" Openg asked in a low voice.

John snorted: "Suddenly five guys appeared, it was terrifying, they took Kane directly, we had a conflict with them, and they were almost slaughtered here. I felt that the situation was not right, so I ran away and escaped. A catastrophe."

Openg asked in a low voice, "What are the characteristics? Do you know who he is?"

John thought for a while, then said, "I can't tell who they are, but from their conversation, I vaguely heard that they are going to transport the bodies back to the institute."

"Research institute? What institute?"

"Who knows," John said impatiently.

Openg immediately asked: "John! Answer me!"

Hearing this voice, John's body froze, as if he had received some kind of psychological suggestion.

Then John was silent for about a minute before trying to recall: "When they were killing people, they seemed to say that a lot of new life could be born on these corpses."

"The creator of life!" Hearing this, Ao Peng immediately thought of those crazy and dangerous guys in his eyes.

John seems to be very violent at this time because he thinks too much, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to eat!"

Openg gave a finger, and then the two attendants walked in tremblingly and said, "Mr. John, your food is ready."

John didn't speak, and walked over in silence.

Immediately, Ao Peng made a call: "Sir, Kane did not know what channel to contact the creator of life."

A deep voice came from the other side of the phone: "Watch what happens, he will definitely have something to do next."

"it is good!"

Pause ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ao Peng tentatively asked: "Sir, what should we do if we contact the creator of life?"

"I asked No. 7 to take people there. If they don't know what's good or bad, let them die."

"clear!"

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At the Arkham Sanatorium, Ross, with his big belly and frightening belly, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out more than forty corpses.

Curvin, who was ready, quickly took the medical staff and began to sort out these very well-preserved corpses.

After all, these are important materials and resources here.

"I'm exhausted." Ross wiped his saliva.

After eating these people last night, he was like a fat pig that could fly, and took them for two hours before flying back to Arkham. Remember the website address, www. biquxu. Com, it is convenient to read next time, or you can enter this site by entering "" in Baidu