The Ultimate Student in the City

Late at night, in the suite of the Venetian Hotel, which belonged to the head of the Rothschild family, Meier, Meier was lying on the soft sofa, and there was a shelf next to him, on which were hung various hanging bottles. The liquid in the bottle was entering his body bit by bit through the delivery tube.

After sending away all the guys in the family who came to question him, Patriarch Meier hurriedly asked his attending doctor to come over, and then in this room, his attending doctor treated him with a wonderful expression and bandaged him. After putting on the hanging bottle, he left the master bedroom and waited in the side sleeper, waiting for orders at any time.

Of course, the doctor also hated to lose his clear understanding of his dangerous situation, so he took the initiative to sincerely express his loyalty.

Patriarch Meier patted him on the shoulder and said, of course I trust you... Oh, I remember your son seems to be studying at Harvard Medical School, right?

So the doctor was even more frightened and kept expressing his loyalty.

At this moment, Meier's body was like a crater, and something was about to erupt at any moment.

He hates that old guy Moss, Mitty, Mr. Pete, and even that bastard Li Zedao... Even when he just watched God of War and his attending doctor, he felt very uncomfortable, oh, why are they healthy, They have little jj, but they don't?

The biggest wish in Patriarch Meyer's heart right now is not that Li Zedao should die quickly, nor is that old bastard Moss and Miss Mitty obediently kneeling in front of him, licking his shoes pitifully and begging him to bypass their poor fate, but, He hoped that all the men's dicks in the world would be gone...

The cell phone that was set aside rang.

Patriarch Meier's eyes fell on the mobile phone, he stretched out his hand, and took it over. He glanced at the series of garbled characters displayed on the screen that he could not understand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is General Moore's call.

General Moore had always contacted him for anything, but the number he called would turn into a bunch of garbled characters that no one could understand, let alone plan to locate the specific location of the other party.

After pondering for a while, Chief Meier picked it up. Before he could say anything, General Moore's gloomy voice came over: "Oh, Meier, my old friend, it seems that you have failed."

"Yes, General Moore." Meier said coldly without hiding anything.

"Oh, God bless you, how lucky you are to be able to leave Deakin Manor alive after your failure.

General Moore said, "Where's Walker?" "

"I'm really sorry, General Moore, Walker didn't get my order, it's equivalent to a hard corpse, so I think he has been dealt with by that damn Li Zedao." Meier said.

"Li Zedao... Oh, the one you've been trying to get rid of, the apprentice of the Hand of God?" General Moore said, "I heard that he is a member of an official organization in China, and he is also investigating matters related to Gene Superman? "

"Yes, General Moore, before, he threatened me to tell me what I know about Gene Superman, and I told him everything I know." Meyer said, "Oh, dear General Moore, shouldn't it matter? I don't think the things I know are core secrets to you."

"Oh, of course that's all right," said General Moore. As Patriarch Meyer said, what he knows is really not a secret, and it doesn't matter if the Huaxia officials know it.

"Oh, Chief Meyer, from your tone, you look very depressed?" General Moore expressed his concern.

Patriarch Meyer wanted to yell, oh, you old bastard, if your little JJ was bitten off, you must be more depressed than me, so he responded lightly: "Thank you General Moore for your concern, I'm fine."

"Perhaps, there is one thing that can make your affairs a little happier."

"whats the matter?"

"If you were Li Zedao, how would you deal with Walker's genetic superman? You would definitely want to find a way to transport him back to China for a good study, right?" General Moore laughed sinisterly, "But he sure I don’t know one thing, that is, Walker’s body is filled with destructive miniature bombs, even if I am thousands of miles away, I can easily detonate it.”

Patriarch Meier was stunned for a moment, and then his face was already full of surprise: "Oh, dear General Moore, what you said is true? Is there really a * in Walker's body? You can put it in your body at any time. It detonated?"

"Oh, of course, how can I joke about such a thing?" General Moore said, "Walker is a failed product after all. He is nothing more than a corpse that can stand up without the order of the designated master. So we placed a gun in his body, so that if he accidentally falls into the hands of others, such as today's situation, we can destroy it and inflict heavy damage on the enemy at the same time."

Such an explanation is naturally also to tell Meyer that the miniature bombs placed in Walker's body are not aimed at you, and they are not intended to blow you up unexpectedly.

However, at this time, Meier's heart was already full of revenge, so he didn't think too much, and said immediately: "Dear General Moore, I hope, I can make it explode with my own hands."

"Oh, dear Meier, it's not that I don't promise you, but that I can't promise you. The detonator is set in the computer terminal of our base, unless you come to our base." General Moore said apologetically.

"Oh, so that's the case." Patriarch Meyer was very regretful.

"However, you can provide the time to detonate it. Originally, we hoped that we would detonate it after he was transported to China and entered a certain laboratory." General Moore said.

"Oh, thank you, dear General Moore." Meyer said sincerely. In this way, it is actually not much different from detonating it himself.

In another dark room, Li Zedao stood in front of the window, with earphones plugged into his ears, and faint voices came out from the earphones from time to time.

However, his face was stiff, his eyes showed a look of horror, and his heart was full of rejoicing. Fortunately, he kept an eye out and sneaked into the extremely luxurious suite that only belonged to Meyer. and placed a miniature bug in it, otherwise, how could he be able to hear the phone call he was having with that General Moore, presumably this General Moore is a member of the skull organization he mentioned ?

Li Zedao never expected that the genetic superman would be placed in a cell, and according to Meier, General Moore could easily detonate him.

What if it was detonated on the plane during the transportation, what would be the consequence? Even if he has the strength of a back-to-basics master, he still has to belch in that situation, right? Or maybe the genetic superman was returned to China and sent to the fc organization, and then the bomb was detonated... Although Li Zedao didn't have a good impression of fc at all, he didn't want to see this happen at all.

Touching his forehead, cold sweat was already breaking out on it, this time it was really too dangerous, almost doomed.

Taking a deep breath, Li Zedao quickly called King Kong.

Although it was midnight, King Kong quickly picked up the phone: "Young Master Li..."

"The body of the weird corpse I asked you to take care of for the time being has been placed *, * may be detonated at any time, and the power will not be too small." Li Zedao said straight to the point.

"Uh..." Cold sweat broke out on King Kong's forehead on the other end of the phone, and he felt like he was walking around the gate of hell. If he was detonated while carrying the corpse, wouldn't he become a ghost now? A pile of minced meat?

"So, hurry up and deal with him now as a bomb that could explode at any time." Li Zedao said.

"I see, Young Master Li, I'll deal with it." King Kong said quickly.

After the phone call, Li Zedao's hanging heart finally fell a little bit.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Li Zedao turned his head, looked at Bei who was only wearing his shirt, smiled slightly and said softly, "Why don't you sleep?"

"You're too noisy to sleep," Bei said. What she actually wanted to say was that she couldn't sleep well without you here.

After the battle between the three of them, Miss Mitty was so exhausted that she fell asleep in no time, and after she whispered to Li Zedao for a while, she also fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, he heard movement, woke up and found that Li Zedao was no longer there, and Miss Mitty was sleeping very soundly, so she quietly got out of bed.

She wanted to accompany Li Zedao, to sleep with him, and not to sleep with him.

"My fault." Li Zedao smiled, stretched out his hand, and hugged this fiery delicate body in his arms.

"What happened?" Bei looked up at him and asked, in the darkness, her eyes shone with an extremely seductive light.

"Well, and I was almost scared to death..." Li Zedao said with lingering fear, and then briefly explained the content of the phone call between Chief Meier and General Moore that he had overheard.

Bei listened, and his heart also contracted. If he failed to eavesdrop on that Meier was talking to someone else, and then the other party detonated the gun, what would happen then? The consequences were simply unimaginable.

"It seems that the corpse can't be transported back." Bei said with some regret.

Li Zedao nodded with a wry smile and said, "That's true. Who knows if you move the corpse casually and it will explode? Anyway, what I'm most afraid of right now is *, I've already been blown out of my mind by *."

The time in Langcun, the time in front of the water pool on the Sichuan-Tibet Plateau, these two *experiences were undoubtedly close to death for Li Zedao, so there is indeed a shadow in his heart.

"Me too... what are you doing with your hands?" Bei cried out in surprise, his body starting to weaken.

Li Zedao said pitifully, "Please comfort me, Sister Bei, I'm so scared."

"roll……"