Extraterrestrial parasite

Naturally, Chen Yang didn't have to do things like dissecting a corpse himself. Someone would take over after transporting the corpse to the upper level through a special channel.

He returned to the third floor to continue his experiments. When he was still busy in the laboratory the next day, Shen Lang suddenly contacted him.

"Boss, there is something I need to inform you about."

"What's up?"

Putting down the equipment in his hands, Chen Yang asked casually.

"Well, it's about yesterday's incident...it seems that something new has changed."

"What happened yesterday?"

Chen Yang frowned slightly: "Is it about leaking secrets? Haven't you caught the reporter yet?"

"Well, yes. The three people Em sent there last night... are all dead. According to the current investigation results, it seems that the reporter's ex-husband was an FBI agent. Not only did the three people sent there not catch them, , and left myself there too.”

"Why are FBI agents involved?"

This time, Chen Yang not only frowned, but also had a slight change in his face. If the US government discovers what they are doing now, they will have no choice but to consider running away.

"Yes...Mr. Em and the others didn't expect it...but fortunately, there are people from the FBI in Los Angeles of the Frost Consortium, who have suppressed the matter first." "..."

Chen Yang closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them and said: "Contact Em, I want to talk to him personally."

"Yes, boss."

Not long after Shen Lang agreed, Em's video image quickly appeared on the display screen next to him.

"Steward Em, I remember you just said last night that this matter will be resolved soon, right? It's a lot of words, but the result seems to be different from what I thought?"

"I'm sorry about this."

Em was silent for a while and then said: "This matter has been reported to Mr. Froese. He said that he will do his best to solve this problem. Mr. Chen only needs to focus on matters related to the laboratory and does not have to worry about everything happening outside. "

"Haha, really?"

A smile suddenly appeared on Chen Yang's calm face: "Butler Em, do you need our help? If you feel unsure."

"Feel sorry."

Although this black man Em's attitude towards Chen Yang was quite respectful. But anyone with a discerning eye could tell from his tone at certain times that he must be very dissatisfied and wary of Chen Yang and the others. It is estimated that in his heart, he probably did not approve of cooperating with Chen Yang and the others.

"Apologetically" rejecting Chen Yang's kindness, Em's image suddenly disappeared from the display. As soon as the person left, Chen Yang's smile gradually faded away and turned into a thoughtful look.

"Well, we still need to make some preparations...look at the time, the group of people should arrive here tonight..."

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The day flies by. As night approached, a group of fifteen people were getting off a small passenger plane at a private airport in Las Vegas, a hundred kilometers away.

The leader was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a straight nose, blond hair and blue eyes, and a tall appearance. His strong muscles even bulged on the surface of his clothes. He looked extremely tough and iron-blooded.

And the people who followed the leader were all tough and strong men. The exposed arms alone were twice as thick as ordinary people, not to mention the ferocious aura exuding from their bodies, which made the airport employees standing next to them turn pale.

No, this team is not all strong men, there are actually two people with different characteristics mixed in.

Originally, among the group of strong men, there were either blond, blue-eyed, European and American Caucasians. Either it was a huge black man, but there were two people standing inside, which looked extremely disharmonious and abrupt.

This is not surprising. Although one of them is also a Caucasian with blond hair, his gender is female. Standing in a group of strong men is as unconventional as it is.

As for the other person, although he is male, he is the only Asian among white and black people. He is only about 1.75 meters tall. He is carrying a black rectangular box and walking behind the leader with a cold expression on his face. No emotions of joy, anger, sorrow or joy can be seen.

"call……"

The blond man in the lead was holding a cigar arrogantly, staring sideways at the pale airport staff next to him, grabbing his tie and asking: "Where is the person who picked us up? Where did he go?"

"Sorry...they, they'll be here in a minute, they'll be there in a minute."

This poor and thin staff member struggled a few times, but after seeing that it had no effect at all, he could only answer quickly.

"Fu, ck, do you want us to wait again?".

The blond man rubbed his head in displeasure, threw the finished cigar into the staff member's jacket pocket, opened his mouth and yelled at the staff behind him: "What are you still dawdling about? If you slow down any longer, all the bonuses for this month will be deducted." "

"Fu, ck, shit, Ryan, if you dare to deduct our bonus, I will send you to see God immediately."

Shouts of abuse sounded from behind the column.

"You bunch of useless cowards still want to send me to see that old immortal. I'll send you to see Satan first."

A group of strong men were cursing each other. Although they didn't actually do anything, the cursing and yelling were enough to scare several staff members, and someone hurriedly contacted them.

"Damn, Ryan, how long has it been since we went back to the United States?"

Wearing a hat and nearly 2.1 meters tall, the black man was cursing, not caring whether his bare arms were cold or not. He was holding a suitcase and said, "Who among us has been to Las Vegas? Do you want to go?" Take a gamble?"

"What a gamble. Those bastards in Ukraine haven't paid us yet. Where can we get the money to gamble?"

Speaking of this matter, the blond burly man Ryan felt furious. Last year, when the situation in Ukraine was in chaos, someone paid them to go to Ukraine and be hired by the original government. They thought they could make a fortune, but they didn't expect the Ukrainian government. Those poor devils can hardly even afford to pay for it. Let alone make money, they have almost lost all the capital they earned in the past.

From joining the war in May to withdrawing in November, their team of forty people lost twenty-five people in Donetsk, Luhansk, and Kharkov, and they were almost disabled. .

But there are still some of them alive, which is at least a good thing. You must know that as of November, all foreign mercenaries in Ukraine have lost 630 people, not to mention more than 11,590 Ukrainian government troops who have never returned. .

Such a huge loss, many mercenary teams were completely wiped out, and even Blackwater International's losses were not small...

Fortunately, in October, a certain unknown force paid a sum of money in advance, otherwise they would not even have travel expenses. It is so miserable that they are getting worse and worse. If they had known this would happen, they might as well have stayed in Africa.

Ryan felt that the biggest mistake he made in his life was to choose to serve those losers in the Ukrainian government. Even a dog could command them better than those losers!

Feeling depressed at the thought of these things, Ryan kicked the staff member in the butt and yelled, "I'll give you ten minutes."

"Okay, okay."

After being kicked in the butt, the staff member could only swallow his anger and agree repeatedly.

The people behind him are accustomed to Ryan's performance. People who fight to the death on the battlefield all year round all suffer from battlefield syndrome to a greater or lesser extent. Sometimes when they get sick, there are many people who have a more grumpy temper than Ryan.

"Chichi..."

Just when Ryan's temper broke out, five Humvees drove over from a distance and stopped suddenly in front of the hangar, less than five or six meters away from Ryan and others.

"Snapped."

Liu Helan took off her sunglasses and stepped out of the first Hummer. The sharp contrast between her stern face and her beautiful face made Ryan, a man who likes men, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Are everyone here?"

Liu Helan speaks fluent English and has no problem talking to people. However, her cold face and tone immediately made many people dissatisfied.

"Fu, ck, Asian chick."

Wearing his hat, the black man muttered and put the box on the ground.

He thought his voice was very low, but Liu Helan still moved his ears and heard clearly. He glanced at the black man casually without saying anything.

"If everyone is here, get in the car quickly."

After speaking, Liu Helan turned around and walked towards the Hummer without waiting for Ryan to answer.

"Fuck, this girl is so arrogant."

There are many people who are dissatisfied, but no one steps forward to do anything extraordinary. The people hanging around here are not idiots. In the past, when they were in Africa, they might not take it seriously when cursing each other, but in Ukraine they at least learned one thing, That is, never have a direct conflict with your employer, otherwise you will definitely not get any money.

What's more, this is still the United States, let alone other people's territory.

Ryan waved his hand and asked his men to get into the car. He followed Liu Helan and wanted to get into the first Hummer.

"Stop...your position is in those cars."

The person who stopped him was not Liu Helan who got into the car, but Shen Lang who was standing next to the car with a smile on his face.

"I want to take this car...can't I?".

Ryan said stiffly.

"Of course not."

Shen Lang's smile continued, but the right hand he extended made it clear that he would not let Ryan get in the car.

This damn Asian!

Ryan was very dissatisfied, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, even if it was just for the beautiful banknotes, he had to endure it.

"Okay, I understand."

Ryan turned around and still endured getting into the second Hummer.

Shen Lang always maintained a charming smile, and with his handsome face, if there were a group of girls present at this time, they would definitely scream. But there were only a group of strong men at the scene. At most, they gave him the middle finger and turned a blind eye.

Shen Lang disagreed with Ryan's ferocious expression, but when his eyes scanned the team and stopped on the woman and the Asian man, his expression changed and he showed a solemn expression.

"Hey...those two people are interesting."

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