Medical Sovereign

"go in."

Cramon waved his hand at the three experimenters.

Ding Ning followed his father and sneaked in quietly, looking at everything in the laboratory, his eyes widened in shock, because everything here was far beyond his imagination.

The laboratory, in his opinion, is nothing more than a desk and a test bench filled with various test equipment.

But Mason's laboratory is built above a huge oval multi-step square, with transparent glass on all sides. Looking down from the laboratory, the square below looks like an ancient Roman arena.

In fact, what happened next also verified Ding Ning's idea. This place was indeed a gladiatorial arena, but it was just in the name of scientific research.

Mason, who is known as an expert in mysticism, is actually a scientist who specializes in Chinese martial arts. Dr. Wenke, whom Ding Ning met before, is Dr. Mason's student and is responsible for studying the energy of warriors.

"Seal their Dantian and let them wake up."

Dr. Mason sat at his desk. After giving instructions, he picked up the phone on his desk and started making calls.

"yes!"

Cramon responded, picked up an electric drill-like object from the experimental table, and lightly tapped the arms of the three experimenters, including his father. After waiting for two minutes, he took out a bottle of spray-like Something was sprayed in front of their noses.

Ding Ning was stunned as he watched on the sidelines. He used an instrument to seal his dantian? Has the technology here been developed to this extent?

Seeing the eyes of the three fathers gradually becoming clearer, Ding Ning became extremely excited and couldn't help but want to kill Dr. Mason immediately. When Clamon and his father recognized each other, a voice as thin as a gossamer suddenly spoke. Ding Ning's mind sounded: "Ning'er? Why are you here? Hey, what kind of skill is this? It can make you invisible."

Ding Ning was dumbfounded and looked at Cramon in disbelief as if she had been hit by a immobilization spell. When he saw her winking at him, he was convinced that he had heard correctly. It was Cramon who transmitted the voice to him, and this voice was clearly It's Sister Qiao's voice.

Cramon is actually Qiao Jieer? This knowledge made him completely confused. He was froze in place, wondering if he was dreaming.

"Ning'er, no matter how you got here, remember, no matter what you see or hear later, don't say anything, don't ask, don't interfere, and pay attention to protect yourself. However, you can sneak in invisible here,

There should be no problem with self-protection, so I can rest assured. We will discuss everything in detail after we get out. "

Sister Qiao quickly transmitted the message.

Ding Ning quickly regained his composure and said excitedly: "Sister Qiao, how did you discover me?"

"Hey, it seems that the God of Wealth didn't lie to us. Ning'er can actually transmit sounds. This shows that your strength is at least in the True Martial Realm. Although the True Martial Realm may not be enough to see here, you can become invisible, so there should be no problem in protecting yourself. As for how I found you, because Sister Qiao is a spiritual master, I just felt the spiritual power fluctuating where you were, and I quietly opened my eyes to find you."

Sister Qiao said happily.

Ding Ning suddenly realized that he had just seen his father regain his clarity. He was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions, which caused fluctuations in spiritual power. Only then did Sister Qiao open her eyes and find the trace.

As for why Sister Qiao recognized her changed appearance, even the biosimulated skin was made by her, so it was strange that she couldn't recognize herself.

"Sister Qiao, I am not in the true martial arts realm now. I am a demigod-level strongman. What are you trying to do by sneaking in here? I can help you."

When Ding Ning first saw his relatives, his mood was surging, just like a child wanting to be recognized by his parents, he said anxiously.

"Go, don't make trouble. This matter is very important and dangerous. You can find an opportunity to leave quickly without being discovered. We will talk to you in detail after we are done."

It's a pity that Sister Qiao didn't believe it at all and said without any doubt.

Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he also knew that the speed of his cultivation was too unbelievable, and it was only human nature for Sister Qiao not to believe it.

He said no more immediately and made up his mind to follow them to see what they wanted to do. It would not be too late to help if he was really in danger.

"Ning'er, be obedient and good. Find an opportunity and leave here as soon as possible."

Seeing that Ding Ning had no intention of leaving, Sister Qiao became anxious and quickly urged.

Ding Ning gave a helpless smile: "I can't leave even if I want to. Besides, I'm here to save people. I will never leave until people save me."

Sister Qiao's face was anxious and she wanted to urge her, but Mason hung up the phone and raised his head, which made her feel shocked. She quickly put away the anxious look on her face and looked at him with a respectful expression.

Mason didn't notice the change in the assistant's expression, and looked at the three fathers slowly: "How do you feel now?"

Ding Ning remained silent as always. He snorted and said nothing. The combination of unwillingness, anger and helplessness on his face made Ding Ning laugh and cry. He didn't expect that his father's acting skills were also very good. If it weren't for Sister Qiao and him. After communicating, he will take it seriously.

The faces of the other two Chinese warriors were full of fear. One of them had a tear mole in the corner of his eye. The warrior with a bitter look on his face shouted inexplicably: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Why did you destroy my Dantian? ?”

Well!

Ding Ning almost choked to death on his saliva, staring at this martial artist who was both good at singing and singing with strange eyes, with a look of both laughter and tears on his face.

Oh my god, he never thought that the always rigid and strict master actually had the talent for acting.

That's right, Ding Ning didn't even realize that this warrior was the Grand Master disguised with bio-simulated skin. Only from the familiar voice did he realize that this bitter melon-faced warrior turned out to be Grand Master Meng Wenhan.

Even the Grand Master came, and the identity of the third warrior seemed to be self-evident. Ding Ning subconsciously looked at the warrior who had remained silent like his father, but had an obvious look of fear on his face. No matter how you look at it, you can't connect this short warrior with the tall and tall Uncle Wu.

However, he knew very well that his clavicle technique came from Uncle Xiao Wu, and when combined with the bio-simulated skin, it was absolutely perfect, and even he could not see any flaws.

Perhaps in order to prevent the father and others from knowing that Ding Ning was also emotionally fluctuating due to excitement, Sister Qiao did not tell them about Ding Ning's existence, allowing the master to perform to his heart's content without any psychological burden.

Mason smiled like an old fox who had stolen a chicken: "Don't worry, it's just a temporary seal, it doesn't destroy your Dantian."

"real?"

Meng Wenhan looked suspicious and expectant, and his acting skills made Ding Ning secretly praise him.

"of course it's true."

Old God Mason said earnestly: "If I really wanted to kill you, would you still be able to survive until now?"

Meng Wenhan was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "That's true. Tell me, who are you? What do you want to gain by arresting us?"

Mason did not answer immediately, but walked to the glass window, overlooking the arena at his feet, and said energetically: "You are all Chinese warriors with good skills. I need you to help me fight in a few games."

"Playing a game?"

Meng Wenhan repeated subconsciously.

"Yes, as long as you can win three games in a row, I will let you go free."

Mason said slowly, but there was a trace of undetectable sarcasm in his eyes. Now that he has come to Area 51, he still wants to leave alive. It is simply a dream, unless...as a superpower, he can still take a short breath. Take a look at the outside air.

"Keep your word?"

Meng Wenhan's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently.

"Do you have a choice?"

Mason did not answer directly, but asked with a half-smile.

Meng Wenhan showed hesitation on his face and looked at Ding Ning and Duan Xiaowu, as if asking for their opinions.

Duan Xiaowu spoke up for the first time, and the question went straight to the point: "How can we fight when our Dantian is sealed?"

"Since the seal can naturally be lifted, of course, in order to prevent you from having any thoughts that you shouldn't have, your seal will only be lifted when you are about to leave."

Mason said without hesitation.

Duan Xiaowu's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that we will kill you now?"

Mason raised his eyebrows confidently: "You can try it."

"We agreed, but we agreed that once we win three games in a row, you have to let us go."

Ding Ning's father expressed his stance for the first time. Meng Wenhan and Duan Xiaowu did not raise any objections, and both stared at Mason with bright eyes.

"Of course, I will keep my word, but the prerequisite is that you must win three games in a row."

Mason promised without sincerity, waved his hand and said: "Cramon, take them to change their uniforms and participate in the first game in half an hour."

"Yes, you come with me."

It seemed that Sister Qiao had been sneaking in for more than a day or two, and she had completely integrated into the role of Cramon. She responded respectfully, waved to Meng Wenhan and the others, and walked out first.

However, instead of returning to the corridor outside as Ding Ning thought, he took out a remote control and pressed it, causing a wall to suddenly crack and reveal a metal door.

There's so much high technology everywhere.

Ding Ning cursed secretly and quickly followed them into the door.

Behind the door is a room with one living room and multiple bedrooms. Sister Qiao pointed to the three rooms with an expressionless face: "You go in, there is still half an hour, you can take a shower first, and change into clothes after the shower." Battle clothes in the closet.”

Ding Ning took a deep look at Sister Qiao and knew that there must be surveillance equipment here, making it difficult to talk. He immediately entered the room to take a shower and change clothes.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Sister Qiao stood there like a sculpture, but the voice sounded in Ding Ning's ears again.

"A friend of mine was also caught here. I won't leave until she is rescued."

Ding Ning said firmly.

Sister Qiao sighed softly and said earnestly: "You kid, why are you so stubborn? This is not a fun place. If you don't do something right, you will die here."

"What about you? Why do you come here if you know it's so dangerous?"

Ding Ning said unconvinced.

"We...hey, before you know it, listen to Sister Qiao and sneak away immediately when you find an opportunity. As for that friend of yours, tell Sister Qiao what his name is. If there is a chance, I will help you get it." Save people."

Sister Qiao was about to say something, but she could only promise to help him save people and send him away first.

But she actually knew very well that it was unknown whether they could escape smoothly, let alone save others.

"You don't need my help, and I don't need your help. We can act separately."

Ding Ning said angrily.

"Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few years. Not only have your wings become stiff, but your temper has also gotten louder, right?"

Sister Qiao said jokingly.

Ding Ning chuckled, suddenly remembering something very important, and asked quickly: "Sister Qiao, there is something I want to ask you. When you were being chased by the enemy, did you encounter a weird man with gray hair?"

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