Medical Sovereign

"Mr. Andrea, I know Ding Ning very well. He has been able to avert many life-and-death crises in the past. For our plan, I think it is safest to kill him immediately."

Wang Bo persuaded without giving up.

Andrea was unhappy, stared at Wang Bo, and asked condescendingly: "Are you questioning our ability?"

Wang Bo was trembling all over, lowered his head and muttered: "No, it's just that I'm worried..."

Andrea interrupted impatiently: "There's nothing to worry about. Even if he turns into a mosquito, he won't be able to fly out here. Okay, no need to say more, go and do your work. If you need anything, just ask." , remember, three days, I only give you three days."

"yes."

Wang Bo bowed his head in response, turned around and walked out.

Resentment flashed behind the lenses of his glasses, and he cursed secretly in his heart: Bastard, if you weren't still useful to me, I would have turned you into a slave right now.

"Wang Bo, where have you been? I'm here to ask you to be my assistant, not to be a boss by idleness all day long. Oh, God, I know you, you damn yellow-skinned monkey, can't be trusted at all. Why don’t you hurry up and get to work.”

As soon as Wang Bo left Andrea's office, he was spotted by Dr. Wenke who was passing by in a hurry. He was slapped with an extremely unpleasant curse in his face.

Wang Bo clenched his fists tightly, wishing to punch his old face to pieces, but a humble smile appeared on his face, he nodded and bowed and said: "I was feeling a little uncomfortable in my stomach just now, so..."

"Dr. Wenke, I think Wang Bo is quite smart. I need someone to help me these two days. I'll borrow him for now while you find other assistants."

The door of the office suddenly opened, and Andrea stuck his head out and said to Dr. Wenke.

Dr. Wenke's expression changed, and he was very dissatisfied with Andrea's beard cutting. However, in the face of Andrea's unquestionable eyes, he finally had to retreat. He turned around and left helplessly, mumbling incessantly: " Okay, okay, who made you the boss? This damn yellow-skinned monkey is really lucky."

"Go ahead and do your thing. Remember, I don't want a third person to know."

Seeing that Dr. Wenke had given in, Andrea turned to Wang Bo and whispered a warning.

"Do not worry,

Mr. Andrea. "

Wang Bo breathed a sigh of relief and expressed his sincere thanks.

Dr. Wenke is a scientific madman. He is his assistant in name, but in fact, he may become his test subject at any time.

This is also the reason why he was brought to Area 51 by Dr. Wenke. As a criminal who smuggled in, no one would trace him even if he disappeared.

Andrea shrugged noncommittally and turned around and entered the office. He didn't like this thin Chinese man very much, but he liked the bold plan that would bring him to the top of his life.

Of course, the scientific researchers in Area C are not only Dr. Wenke himself. It’s just that this old guy is arrogant and has been a little complacent recently with the development of the energy converter. He is also rude when talking to bosses like them, which makes Andrea feel Being very dissatisfied and taking the opportunity to beat him was one of the reasons.

Wang Bo glanced at the back of Dr. Wenke who was walking away, spat lightly, turned around and walked towards the laboratory. With Andrea's support, now he no longer has to worry about turning into Dr. Wenke at any time. guinea pig.

With a gloomy mood, he remembered that his plan was about to succeed. Not only would he be able to use the cloned "Ding Ning" to openly occupy everything that belonged to him, but he might also be able to gradually erode the Caesar family by controlling Andrea.

clan, his heart felt hot, and even his steps became brisk.

Ding Ning knew nothing about it and was still staring at the pure black building, waiting for someone to open the electronic metal door that required identity verification.

As a person who is proficient in the five elements of superpowers, this is probably the most frustrating and helpless time for him. The strange alloy here makes him feel like a hero has no place to play.

Otherwise, with his strength, why should he be so cautious? He could kill everyone and easily rescue Ling Yun.

Time passed by, and night gradually fell. Through the spiritual connection with the water martial soul, it was learned that Dr. Wenke went to extract spiritual power three times during this period.

The pattern can be easily deduced based on the time, and it is extracted every two hours. It can be seen that Dr. Wenke is still extremely afraid of his force and wants to keep him in a weak state.

Finally, just when Ding Ning was gradually losing his patience, car lights flashed in the distance, and an unmarked prison van stopped in front of a pure black building after undergoing numerous identity verifications and interrogations.

Four heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the car, opened the rear door of the prison car, and escorted three men in back cuffs with black cloths covering their heads towards the metal gate.

Ding Ning perked up and followed quietly.

Even though the two soldiers standing guard in front of the metal gate knew the four soldiers, they still meticulously checked their identity documents before proceeding.

Three soldiers held the three prisoners in custody. A soldier stepped forward to verify a series of extremely tedious procedures through palm prints, passwords, DNA and pupils, and then the half-meter-thick metal door finally opened.

To Ding Ning's surprise, he thought he could get a glimpse of the true face of Mount Lu after opening the metal gate, but he never thought that there were twenty biochemical warriors on duty behind the metal gate. After those soldiers completed the handover procedures, they took the people away. After handing it over to them, he turned around and left without even being qualified to enter it.

The four biochemical warriors escorted the three prisoners towards a sci-fi-like metal tunnel behind the metal gate. The various strict identity verification procedures along the way made Ding Ning, who was following them invisibly, secretly speechless.

Fortunately, he was afraid of exposing the secret of the water martial soul, so he specially installed a bio-proof skin before turning invisible. Otherwise, even if he was invisible, he would still be detected by the infrared thermal energy sensing system.

Area 51 is indeed the most mysterious restricted area for military scientific research in the world. These special metal alloys and this outrageously rigorous verification process can keep out the most elite agents from all over the world.

If it weren't for his perfect combination of bio-simulated skin and invisibility, I believe that even a god-level expert would never be able to sneak in here without being discovered by anyone.

After passing through the long and narrow metal corridor, another metal gate appeared in front of me. After a series of identity verifications, the metal gate opened.

Behind the door were twenty more biochemical warriors. After the handover was completed, the biochemical warriors from the first door returned the same way, while the biochemical warriors from the second door escorted the prisoners and continued moving forward.

When Ding Ning came to the third metal gate to handle the handover of biochemical warriors, Ding Ning was speechless. What about escorting individual prisoners? It's simply more cumbersome than entering a bank's vault.

Fortunately, after the third gate was opened, it was no longer a corridor, but an extremely wide hall, covering an area of ​​at least dozens of acres.

The hall is divided into independent office spaces by countless partitions. Hundreds of men and women of different heights, short, fat, and thin are busy working without raising their heads. It is a lively scene that makes people accustomed to seeing three steps to one post and five steps to one outside. Ding Ning, who was watching the sentry scene, felt as if he had suddenly come from the primitive forest to a civilized society.

"Jerry, this is for Dr. Mason.

Experimenter? "

A blonde beauty with a curvy figure wearing a lo suit and red-rimmed glasses, full of intellectual aura, saw the biochemical warrior coming in and immediately came up to him and asked.

The biochemical warrior named Jerry took out a form and handed it to the blonde beauty with an expressionless face: "Yes, Assistant Cramon, this is the test object that Professor Mason needs. Please sign for the document."

"God, that's so good. Dr. Mason is furious that the experimenter hasn't been delivered for a long time. You sent it on time."

Assistant Cramon's face showed joy, and he signed his name on the receipt document without hesitation.

"Assistant Cramon, I will leave these three experimenters to you."

After Jerry finished speaking, he turned around and left with the three biochemical warriors.

"Hey guys, come with me."

Assistant Cramon was not at all rigid and strict as a scientific worker should be. He stretched out his hand to remove the black cloth covering the heads of the three experimenters, chuckled, snapped his fingers, and walked away first while twisting his plump buttocks.

The three experimenters' eyes were dull, and they followed behind Clamon as if they had no souls.

Ding Ning opened his mouth in astonishment, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and stared at a familiar face among the three experimenters, his mind going blank.

A tall and burly figure, a ferocious cross scar on his face, a familiar figure that haunts me...

He never expected that the father he had been looking for would appear in front of him in such an unexpected way.

With dad's strength, how could he appear here? Or as an experimenter?

Fear, panic, excitement, excitement, nervousness, worry...

All kinds of extremely complicated emotions were intertwined, making Ding Ning want to kill everyone immediately and rescue his father.

But……

Dad's eyes were dull now, and he had obviously lost his mind. He must not act rashly until he figured out what was going on.

Ding Ning suppressed the overwhelming anger and impulse in his heart, quickly calmed down, and quietly followed his father and his group, hoping to see if there was any chance to wake him up.

Passing through the noisy hall, there is another long and narrow metal corridor, but unlike the metal corridor outside which is lined with cold metal on both sides, there are rooms on both sides of the corridor here like hospital wards.

Without exception, these doors are special electronic metal doors that require special authorization to enter.

Moreover, there are fully armed biochemical warriors guarding the door of each room. The level of security is completely different from that in the hall.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

Clamon stopped in front of a metal door with the word Mason Laboratory on the door plate, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Zizzi.

After a slight sound of electricity, an electronic screen appeared on the metal door.

An old man with a half-bald head, sunken eye sockets, a hooked nose, and a white coat appeared on the screen. He looked at Cramon impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"Dr. Mason, the experimenter sent it to you."

Cramon bowed slightly and said respectfully, as if he was afraid of Dr. Mason.

When Mason heard this, his impatient expression immediately turned gloomy, and he said excitedly: "Great, come in quickly."

After saying that, the screen flipped over and disappeared, and the metal door opened silently.