Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【432 The boss is angry】

The room shook violently, and the dome above seemed to have suffered huge damage and suddenly collapsed...

Dust floated in the white room, the surrounding mechanical equipment was instantly destroyed, the already dark sky appeared above the head, the lights in the room were destroyed, and the lightning suddenly went out!

At the same time, several figures descended from the sky and jumped into the middle of the house. Behind them, the dark crowd immediately jumped down to follow!

who is...

In the darkness, Zhizhi couldn't see clearly the face of the person coming, but at a glance he saw a tall man standing in the middle with a strong aura, tall and proud, like a god banished to stand in the middle.

He is always the center of attention, with a cold, charming and iron-blooded temperament that no one can suppress.

In my heart, there was a sudden rush of heat, which was still hanging in my throat. My heart was almost stopping beating. At that moment, I finally found peace.

It's him...

Dust obscured their eyes, and the crowd led by the tall man gradually moved forward with steady steps. It was clear that nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness, but Zhizhi raised his head and met an obsidian-like eye, as bright as a star.

"What's going on!"

Diderot frowned and spoke angrily. He turned his head and was about to attack the person behind him with his sword. Before he could swing out his arm, his hands were resisted by a force so powerful that it was irresistible. Before he could turn around and see the person clearly, he received a cold and sharp punch.

The wind blew with the wind, and the huge destructive force blew on his face, knocking him to the ground on the spot, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

The scalpel fell to the ground and stepped on the man's feet.

When Zhizhi was still resisting the hypnosis and wanted to get up and move, his shoulders were suddenly covered with a coat with a familiar smell.

A strong and domineering embrace came towards her. Before she could move, she was already covered with clothes and held in his arms.

"Miss Song," a low voice sounded above her head. Zhizhi was lying in his arms, as if she was in another world, "You want me to wait."

Zhizhi paused for a moment and understood that he was talking about his promise to go back.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Damn it!" Diderot's frustrated voice sounded from the side, and there was a voice standing up among the fragments, "Who is it!"

With his strengthened cloned body, as well as his well-hidden and very solid dome, there is no way he could be hit so easily or be broken through silently.

Diderot cast his dark eyes on the back of the man holding Song Xiaozhi...Who on earth has such terrifying arm strength and such an aura that cannot be ignored?

The man ignored Zhizhi and buttoned her suit jacket one by one before standing up and ordering, "Turn on the lights."

Zhizhi immediately understood why it destroyed the original intention of the lamp - possessive men always don't like their women to be looked at by others.

Many people held strong flashlights and directed the beam towards Diderot.

When the dazzling light came, Diderot raised his hand to block it. Through his fingers, he saw the handsome man standing in front of the woman, who was as handsome as a mountain. His brows twitched, and there was only disbelief at the corner of his mouth, "Impossible..."

You should have been masked..."

Turning his head to look at the wall, he saw that the surveillance camera above the church had been destroyed, and the screen was completely black with no image.

"Disguise, it's not you who did the trick just now," Diderot snorted coldly, "How could the dignified head of Nangong use such low-level tactics?"

"The means depends on the person." Nangong Jue unbuttoned the cufflinks of his black shirt, "You only deserve these."

Diderot frowned, "It seems that I underestimated the Nangong family. You swept away the Nangong family much faster than I thought."

"In ten minutes, this place will be reduced to ashes," Nangong Jue said coldly, looking at Diderot indifferently, "The same goes for you."

Diderot picked up the walkie-talkie and confirmed that there was no response from the entrance area, passage area, experimental area, statistics area, and even the maze area that was always tightly guarded.

In order to facilitate Diderot's orders, everyone in the Jack family could receive the command signal, but now no one answered.

What does this mean?

Total destruction.

How is that possible!

He could still recall the painful and angry look of the failed young man who had been ridiculed by him many years ago. Even when he invaded Nangong's main island a few days ago, he easily seriously injured Nangong. He never called this

Nangong Jue's man looked down upon him.

How sharp and prescient one must be to be able to disappear so quickly and neatly to all of Jack's men?

Not a single one is left.

Just as Diderot was about to throw down the walkie-talkie, a reply came from the other side, "Master, we will arrive at the maze area within two minutes to determine the breakthrough point. Within three minutes, all the encirclement and suppression personnel will follow the order and attack. All personnel will be eradicated within ten minutes.

The mission has now been completed, and everyone has evacuated the underground area and awaits orders from the master."

It's An Yan's voice.

Act vigorously and resolutely.

So fast!

The capabilities of the No. 1 arms family are indeed not just blown away.

"Do you really want to leave, but Xiaoxi..."

"Qingcheng, the master will take care of it. Please follow me up as soon as possible."

Bai Qingcheng's voice.

Zhizhi opened his eyes wide and was astonished. How could An Yan and Bai Qingcheng destroy the enemy together, and how could An Yan be so close to Qingcheng?

Diderot's eyes flashed with fire, and he stepped on the walkie-talkie with such force that he smashed the walkie-talkie into pieces.

He actually used this thing to get answers from Nangong's family. This not only confirmed to him that no one in Jack had survived, it was also the greatest humiliation to him at this time.

Diderot could not bear to be dominated by others in this way, and there was a faint sense of failure in his heart.

He has always been a winner.

"What a way to divert attention," Diderot hummed, looking at the dense crowd of people standing behind Nangong Jue, "focus all my attention on the top, and take the opportunity to sneak in and annihilate them silently.

Well...you have indeed grown up and learned to be ruthless."

"If it weren't for my woman in your hands, you would be a corpse right now," Nangong Jue said coldly, stepping forward slowly, "Now the old debt between you and me needs to be settled clearly."

Zhizhi was surprised and looked at Nangong Jue.

At this time, a thin young man with golden hair and blue sky-like eyes walked out of the crowd, "Sister Sheep, you have to be easy for us to find. Brother Cat couldn't find your location no matter what. He almost missed you before the wedding."

He was skinned alive by Master Nangong."

It's a goshawk.

"Sheep, why don't you use the contactor that the cat gave you and turn it off for no reason?" It was the cheetah.

"That's what I gave you." Gray Cat also walked out, with a frustrated look on his face, "When it loses its effectiveness, you must be responsible to the end. At this point, Master Nangong caught you and came to look for you. I will be the groom tomorrow."

I know that I am confused and then I wake up.

By the way, the communicator has call and voice functions. Before getting in the car, An Yan specially handed it to her and gave her a reminder...

When Mr. Nangong was having sex with her last night, he also mentioned by the way that when you go to another man's place, you must keep in touch with me at all times.

Then she completely forgot about the thing's existence.

She followed the mask into Jack's underground headquarters, and after a conversation with the mask, they started fighting. She thought maybe she accidentally activated the switch of the contactor when she and the mask were fighting, shutting down the thing.

That's why the Nangong family at the top delayed and couldn't take action because they and Shitou were still at Jack's house.

Just now, Diderot happened to throw the hairpin-type contact switch on her head with a slap on her face, so in less than three seconds, Nangong's family rushed over and forced their way through to rescue her.

He must have known about the virus in the clones and small stones through the communicator, and the matter about himself being hypnotized... there was such a big sensation on the big screen, even if he wasn't in front of the screen, he would definitely know it.

.

Zhizhi has always had confidence in him.

With such a fast breakthrough speed, Nangong Jue can really be the best spokesperson for the four words "walk like lightning".

"When will I be able to be more in love with Michel?" Diderot sighed with emotion, without any panic on his face. "I think it won't be long after I succeed."

These words immediately reminded Zhizhi about the stone. Time was still beating and the seconds were still telling time.

Thirty seconds, more than thirty seconds later, if Diderot dies, the stone will also die. But if Diderot is allowed to operate on the stone, it may cause them greater guilt in the future!

Zhizhi gritted his teeth and looked at Diderot. This man was still smiling so wildly because he knew that he had a good card.

From the beginning to the end, she was just an embellishment, a trump card, and her whole bet was on the stone.

"If you don't want your son to die, tell your people to get out of here." Diderot looked at the eyesores blocking the fast passage to the laboratory and hated the order. "You have less than thirty seconds to think about it."

Zhizhi had just used severe pain to break the hypnosis spell, and her hands and feet had gradually regained consciousness, but she was still unable to move or speak. She looked at Nangong Jue, with fear in her eyes, and shook her head in a daze, feeling sad in her heart.

From the perspective of others, her shaking head could mean not to stop Diderot, or it could mean not to let Diderot succeed.

Nangong Jue only took one look and understood what she meant.

That is giving up.

His eyes were filled with gray, a mixture of light and dark. His thin lips moved and he whispered, "He is your and my son."

As soon as Nangong Jue's words came out, the Nangong family members who were following him were all stunned and looked at Zhizhi with disbelieving eyes...

Is this because their future mistress has made a decision that she would rather give up than become a difficult dilemma that cannot be resolved?

No one knows who Shi Shitou grew up with, who he is closest to, and who he protects the most. When he was at the weapons base, Shi Shitou didn't like to hear any slanderous words about his mother, and he didn't like to hear any slanderous words about his mother.

You will be the first to bear the brunt of any unfavorable disturbances, and you will rush forward even if you risk your life.

People in the Alliance know better what the stone means to Zhi Zhi.

Shitou said on his fifth birthday that he wanted to join the league, make money, support his family, and support his mother.

At that time, Miss Song cried happily for a long time after hearing this. She said that she would work hard, collect money, save it, and raise stones.

They all work very hard to save money and work very hard for each other.

This pair of strong and unyielding mother and son always have bright smiles, are quirky and amusing to the people in the alliance, are positive and kind, and have a life that each of them envy and admire.

No one thought that Sheep would have such a determined look to give up the stone. The Nangong family could not help but admire such a determined woman, while the faces of the Alliance members were all covered with a dark cloud...

Will the sheep who lost the stone still survive bravely?

Even if you survive, will there be any smiles in the rest of your life?

Won't.

Because I understand, I am worried.

For a moment, all the angry eyes were directed at the culprit Diderot——

This beast!

Zhizhi and Nangong Jue looked at each other, and in just a moment, she understood that Nangong Jue understood what she meant, and he also made his own decision in his heart.

Zhizhi couldn't see through his decision, whether to leave or stay.

"Get out of the way!" Diderot grabbed another set of isolation gowns in his hand, his face full of fury, "My test subject is waiting for me!"

Nangong Jue frowned, raised his fist, and rushed towards Diderot's face with a strong wind——

Diderot ducked sideways, his hands clenching.

He didn't believe that he had made the wrong bet.

Jack, Hull, Mask, Yeran... forget about death, but he must succeed in this experiment!

His memory can no longer be transferred to the clone body. Time will leave mottled memories in the minds of ordinary people, but time has become the thing he hates most. Time will gradually wash away the long-standing things in his mind and slowly degenerate.

At that time, in addition to all the inputs in the past, even the unique medical knowledge that I am proud of and accumulated over the years will all disappear...

His creations, his miracles, his dream of eternal life...all will be zero by then.

Diderot took Nangong Jue's move and asked coldly: "Why, give up your son to die?"

"Twenty seconds", Gray Cat has been engaged in intelligence work for many years and has always been keen on machinery. Staring at the urgent call displayed on the screen and the small stone in the chest that was breathing rapidly, he reported the count, "The heart rate is abnormal and the brain power is about to stop."

, are symptoms before brain death.”

Zhizhi was almost collapsed by these words. She closed her eyes and refused to look at the image of the stone on the screen. She clenched her fingers tightly and dug her nails into her flesh. The pain felt like it was piercing into her heart.

Nangong Jue seemed to have understood everything, and his face didn't look good.

Diderot looked at the two people in the dark room who did not dare to move, and laughed wildly, "Since Master Nangong understands that no one can save this little guy except me, he should know better and order people to stay away and escort me immediately.

Go to the laboratory, otherwise I can't guarantee that Nangong Tou will die early..."

There was a sudden loud noise, the sound of flesh touching flesh, as Nangong Jue punched Diderot again in the face.

Diderot's words were caught in the wind of his fist. Unexpectedly, he was staggered by Nangong Jue. He took a few steps back and bumped into the corner of the table behind him. He frowned and groaned, raising his hand to wipe the blood.

"This is just the beginning." Nangong Jue approached him and slowly rolled up his sleeves, "One for ten is the price you pay for slapping my woman in the face."

"Think clearly, what you wasted was Nangong Tou's life." Diderot laughed out loud as if he had heard a huge joke, "At that time, Nangong headquarters gave you the upper hand because the clone had already been destroyed.

Now you want to return ten punches to me, but you don’t have the ability!"

What a direct provocation.

But Diderot also ignored one thing. At that time, their eldest young master still had a fatal gunshot wound in his chest. He had not been in bed for three days before he got up and faced the enemy.

Even the Mu family, which can be said to be the most powerful in combat, can only barely draw a tie if the current head of the family fights with their eldest son. After all, Master Mu is only twenty-five years old, and those with experience are preferred, not to mention Di, who is not even a human being.

Delo?

Everyone in Nangong looked at Diderot with disdain.

Nangong Jue's face was expressionless, "Second punch."

As soon as he spoke, the wind of the fist came up again, and he immediately grabbed Diderot's throat and hit him hard. Diderot was on guard and hurriedly moved out of the way, narrowly passing by.

Swallowing dry saliva in his throat, Diderot looked at Nangong Jue in disbelief... How could he be... so strong!

Nangong Jue stepped forward and said coldly, "There will be no more reminders from now on."

There was a clang, and the cabinet behind Diderot was punched through by him, shattered, and fell to the ground...

Goshawk's eyes widened and he murmured in a low voice, "What a terrifying power. No wonder the boss said that the sheep will not be messed with in the future."

Cheetah's eyes darkened, thinking about another thing that he was more worried about. But this situation was too inconsistent with the situation. He should not put any pressure on the sheep at this time. Even if it was a victory, Stone

Life or death is uncertain, and no one dares to relax until the last moment.

Diderot used his arm strength to block this punch, but he was shocked and took a step back. His outstretched arm was also numb. He paused for a few seconds and still could not lift it up...

Diderot never advocated force. Sneak attacks, ambushes and threats have always been his trump card, because he could always successfully seize people's most important weaknesses. It can be said that he was victorious in every battle and never made a miscalculation. Even if there were some minor errors in estimation, it was still there.

Unexpectedly, he made a change and became the starting point for the next step of success.

Now, facing such a powerful Nangong young master who didn't buy it at all, Diderot felt nervous and violent in front of others for the first time. Under Nangong Jue's attack, he only looked so pale and weak. He had been as stable as a mountain for many years.

All the laziness was gone, and the momentum was greatly reduced.

Leaning aside with his arms supported, Diderot looked at Nangong Jue coldly, not giving up his verbal attack, "Death can indeed make people stronger. Without Lu Lan, you have grown so much. I don't know that you don't have a son this time.

What will you grow into in the future! Nangong Jue!"

"It's a pity that you didn't see the chance." The eldest young master sneered back, approaching step by step. His cold temperament instantly filled the entire destroyed white room, "It's too easy to kill you, so I'm going to kill you today."

you."

Beat to death... a common mantra that ordinary people use. In fact, it is more difficult to kill someone than using a concealed weapon or a sword. Beating someone to death with bare hands can be very bloody.

The eldest young master has always been calm and would not take action easily, let alone say such words easily, but the way he was beating Diderot at this time made it clear that he would not stop until he was beaten to death.

When Miss Lu passed away, the eldest young master hated his failure and caused her death. He could calmly investigate slowly for many years and think about it in the long term. Now, Diderot only punched Miss Song a few times, and the eldest young master was very uneasy.

…

This time, it was obviously more ruthless and cruel than when I went to the original headquarters.

Because, everyone saw the eldest young master picking up the scalpel that Diderot had dropped on the ground. He narrowed his eyes coldly and threw the knife away, inserting it into Diderot's right hand.

The blade penetrated Diderot's palm and pinned him to the cabinet, unable to move.

The blood flowed down his white arms, which was even more eye-catching in the dazzling white.

The boss is angry.

The Nangong family all know that the eldest young master is always surrounded by his subordinates and rarely takes action personally. He is best at taking surprises and strategizing. He is an excellent leader no matter where he goes. These also cause the eldest young master himself to rarely use personal skills.

Gun habit.

It is difficult to have both in martial arts, but the eldest young master is excellent in strategy, and he is even more impeccable in fighting.

Miss Song had also seen with her own eyes the ability to hit a wall out of thin air. So no matter how powerful Diderot was in front of her, she never worried about Nangong Jue.

Because except for the weakness caused by shooting him once, she had never seen Nangong Jue being knocked down.

The strength of others can be compared. In her heart, Nangong Jue has never been compared with anyone. It is very simple. In her heart, he has always occupied two words without hesitation - the strongest!

"It's less than ten seconds." Goshawk's face turned pale, and he glanced at Zhizhi worriedly, "Sister Sheep..."

"Goshawk, the sheep is breaking through the hypnosis on her own, don't disturb her too much." Gray Cat tightened his hands, looked up at the stone on the screen, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry... he is a stone... nothing

The impossible stone.”

"The omnipotent stone...but..." Goshawk repeated, but his worry did not disappear for a moment, "There are still a few seconds left. It is impossible to reach the test area from here..."

There is no hope.

"Do you want to fight me to the death?" Diderot's face twitched, and he looked at Nangong Jue with hatred, "Unfortunately, I still have a secret weapon. If he can rush back to the laboratory..."

"Diderot." A clear male voice suddenly came from the screen of the monitoring laboratory...

(This chapter has 6,000 words, which is quite the usual third update ^_^)

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