Reborn beauty like a cloud

Jiang Zhentian looked at the notebook and murmured:

"The fusion of eight genes makes the virus serum too overbearing? Do we need to eliminate one or two of them? If so... a large number of combinations are needed, otherwise we can only get twice the result with half the effort. It is really a headache! It seems that it is necessary

Start the replication plan!"

When he first came into contact with this virus taken from a meteorite, Jiang Zhentian was obsessed! He knew that he must break through this difficulty. This was a temptation that he could not resist! He wanted to know what this kind of conjecture was.

What wonderful things will happen if the virus serum is created!

He really wants to know!

Suddenly, a red light on the wall of the living room flashed and made a beeping sound.

Jiang Zhentian casually picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

The Chinese character face appears on TV:

"Dr. Jiang, the information has been sent to your internal mailbox."

Jiang Zhentian nodded:

"Okay, I get it." He raised his hand and prepared to turn off the screen.

The Chinese-character face arrived immediately and said:

"One more thing, Dr. Jiang, there seems to be a guy over there in Puhai whose strength exceeds expectations. He can fight one against two hundred without revealing his whereabouts! This is all too strange! The superior just informed me of the news and asked me to

Let me tell you."

One against two hundred? Jiang Zhentian’s brows jumped! He said in a deep voice:

"Who are those two hundred people? How are they doing now? Has that strong guy been caught now?"

The Chinese-character face shook his head:

"He was not caught, and couldn't even find any clues. If he hadn't left a note at the scene, the police wouldn't even know his name. And those two hundred people were gangsters from the local gang, and now they have all become...

Vegetative state.”

Jiang Zhentian frowned:

"what is his name?"

The Chinese-character face said in a serious tone:

"hell."

Jiang Zhentian thought to himself, he knew that Donghua's most powerful soldier king could deal with seventy well-trained soldiers at the same time without losing, and now there was an expert in Puhai who could deal with two hundred gangsters with his own strength.

It is indeed difficult to distinguish between them if they are not placed in the same scene. However, the most powerful soldier in the country is specially strengthened by various potions. These precious potions cannot be possessed by anyone except the state agencies. Why is this so-called master among the people?

Can you possess such powerful skills?

Jiang Zhentian said to Guozixian:

"Pay close attention to this guy, and if possible, capture him." How could a person without special enhancements have such a powerful ability? Jiang Zhentian was very curious, and suddenly there was a touch of excitement in his heart! The experiment has made many breakthroughs recently.

Come on, I believe human trials will be possible soon. If we capture this person and experiment on him, what will be the effect?

Stand at attention with the Chinese character face and salute:

"Yes! I will convey your intention to you immediately!"

Jiang Zhentian nodded, turned off the screen, picked up the tea on the coffee table, and sipped it quietly.

He looked out the window at the sky, thoughtfully.

.............

Beijue Restaurant is a relatively high-end restaurant outside the school. Students in the school rarely eat here, except for some student union dinners or annual class gatherings where they raise funds to have a grand meal here.

The decoration of Beijue Restaurant is quite high-end. It is divided into three floors, with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides. Silent water flows on the glass. The interior is decorated with layers of green vines, giving it a unique flavor. The entire building of Beijue Restaurant is in a quaint style. The first floor

It is the Green Bamboo Pavilion, the Mingfeng Pavilion on the second floor, and the Wangshu Pavilion on the third floor. Each floor has its own price and each floor has its own artistic conception, which is quite elegant.

At this moment, Zhao Xuan was sitting by the window of Green Bamboo Pavilion, quietly waiting for the meal.

He is holding a newspaper in his hand. The name of the newspaper is Puhai Daily. It is the largest daily sales newspaper in Puhai. It contains the latest news, the latest interesting news and the latest gossip in Puhai! The news content is very complete.

Zhao Xuan shook the newspaper slightly and frowned.

In the past, when major media reported on events about hell, 50% had a derogatory attitude and 50% had a neutral attitude. Of course, neutrality is actually neutrality in a broad sense, meaning articles or hosts.

His attitude and tone did not show any disgust towards hell.

But today, the first page of the Puhai Daily, which has always maintained a neutral attitude, openly stated that Hell is a terrorist organization, and listed all the things that happened in Puhai some time ago, focusing on describing the behavior of the Hell organization.

Deliberately downplaying the past actions of the Sirius Gang and the major criminals who were wiped out by hell, it only analyzed them from the standpoint of being victims.

This report is obviously biased!

Zhao Xuan put the newspaper on the table, picked up the tea on the table, and thought quietly while drinking.

At this time, the door of Zhao Xuan's private room was opened, and a beautiful waitress walked in. The waitress had flowing hair, dark eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. She had a little makeup and looked pure and elegant. The girl was wearing a black satin and close-fitting black work uniform.

, the upper body is designed with spaghetti straps, the lower body is high slit, the charming close-fitting dress makes her figure graceful, the concave and convex curves are looming, she is quite beautiful, this is the waitress of Beijue Restaurant, I believe everyone who comes here

Just looking at the waiters here, you will feel quite comfortable, let alone eating in such an elegant environment.

"Sir, your order!"

The beautiful waiter put the food from the dining car on the table, smiled sweetly at Zhao Xuan and said:

"Sir, is there anything else you need to serve?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"No more...wait!"

The beautiful waiter stopped and waited quietly.

Zhao Xuandao:

"If possible, could you help me find all today's newspapers?"

The beautiful waiter nodded:

"Wait a moment, I'll try to find it for you." He said and left the private room.

Five minutes later, the beautiful waiter came over with a stack of newspapers in her hand and said to Zhao Xuan:

"Sir, here are all the newspapers ordered in the store today, one of each kind."

Zhao Xuan took the newspaper:

"Thank you."

The beautiful waiter's smile was so sweet. If she were An Qing, Zhao Xuan would definitely go up to her and hold her in his arms and kiss her passionately. Unfortunately, she wasn't, and Zhao Xuan couldn't do anything that would be difficult for others.

She said:

"You're welcome. Is there anything else you need?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"there is none left."

The beautiful waiter brought napkins and plates to Zhao Xuan:

"I wish you a pleasant meal." Then Shi Shiran withdrew.

Zhao Xuan laughed dumbly:

"The life of a rich man is really comfortable! When you have money, you naturally want to enjoy it. Otherwise, why don't you let the money pile up in a corner that no one knows about and get moldy and smelly?" Living life freely and enjoying life is what he wants to do. If he has money,

Just spend it! Spend it cleanly and happily!

Zhao Xuan began to open all the newspapers in his hand, and his face became ugly, because the media that had been neutral in the past now all defined hell as a gang organization! What is going on?

"From this newspaper! It is reported that the hell organization that injured 200 people a few days ago is a gangster organization. Its methods are cruel and its actions are unprecedentedly vicious... The people in this organization are lawless. They not only hurt innocent civilians, but also sneaked into the home of the police chief.

, harming judicial officers is an unforgivable crime! At present, the relevant agencies have set up a special case team to start arresting the people of the Hell Organization..."

After reading the report, Zhao Xuan put his elbows on the table and rubbed his temples.

Is this a good thing for him? Although he never seeks fame and is not afraid of anything, he does not want such a result!

Of course, what made him most angry was that some newspapers listed Liu Dexiang as one of the top ten role models in the police department! The newspaper told the story of Liu Dexiang's glorious deeds during his lifetime, but did not mention a word about his illegal and criminal behavior! Photo

In this way, he will be molded into one of the top ten people who moved Donghua.

Confusing right and wrong, not asking right from wrong! Beautiful language conceals the ugly truth! What a shame they can think of it.

Zhao Xuan's eyes fell on the author's name of this article in the newspaper: Liu Xin.

My name is Xin, can you touch your conscience when writing? Are your words written without even thinking about them?

Zhao Xuan put the newspaper on the table and narrowed his eyes. After a while, he would like to meet Liu Xin. He wanted to see what kind of person could write such a bastard article!

After dinner, Zhao Xuan walked out of the restaurant and walked straight towards the center of Puhai. He still had something to do.

He had been thinking about this for several days and finally decided to do it.

Picking up his two-hundred-yuan cell phone, Zhao Xuan called home. A minute later, a familiar voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, may I ask who you are..."

Zhao Xuan was silent for a moment and said in a low voice;

"Mom, it's me!"

Zhao Xuan’s mother’s voice was full of surprise:

"Xuanzi! Why did you change your phone number?"

Zhao Xuandao:

"I lost my previous mobile phone! I have replaced it with another one."

Zhao Xuan’s mother’s voice became lower:

"If you buy a mobile phone, it will definitely not be enough for your living expenses. Mom will send you whatever you need!"

Zhao Xuan held the phone tightly:

"Mom, there's no need to send me money."

Zhao Xuan's mother was stunned and said hurriedly:

"Aren't you working part-time at the school again? Your dad and I have told you many times not to work part-time, but to learn professional knowledge. Now we don't expect to earn a little money from working. Studying well is our only goal.

The main business!”

Zhao Xuan’s nose is a little sore:

"Mom, I'm not calling you to ask you for money, but I want to tell you good news."

Zhao Xuan’s mother smiled:

"Tell me, what's the good news? Could it be that you got a scholarship?" Zhao Xuan's mother knew that her son had always been good at studying. They didn't worry about his academic performance, but he usually liked to do odd jobs and didn't always have time to spare.

In terms of study, I didn’t receive many scholarships.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:

"No, my good news is much happier than getting a scholarship! Mom, I won the lottery! I won one million!"

Zhao Xuan's mother was stunned and said in disbelief:

"You...what did you say? You said it again and I didn't hear you clearly."

Zhao Xuan pointed at the microphone and said slowly:

"Mom, I bought a lottery ticket some time ago and won the prize. I won one million!"

Zhao Xuan's mother's voice trembled, whether it was surprise or something else:

"Son, you didn't lie to me...this is incredible."

Zhao Xuan smiled and tried his best to comfort his mother:

"Mom, your son's fortune has changed, haha! I will send all the money home in a few days, and you will know the truth of the matter!"