Chen Yang naturally didn't have to do things like dissecting the corpse himself. He transported the corpse to the upper floor through a special passage, and someone took over it.

He returned to the third floor to continue his own experiments. When he was still busy in the laboratory the next day, Shen Lang suddenly contacted him.

"Boss, I need to inform you about something."

"What's up?"

Putting down the equipment in his hand, Chen Yang asked casually.

"Well, it was yesterday's incident...it seemed to have changed a little new."

"That happened yesterday?"

Chen Yang frowned slightly: "Is it the leak of the secret? Has the reporter been caught yet?"

"Well, yes. The three people sent by Em last night... were all dead. According to the current investigation results, it seems that the reporter's ex-husband was a f-force agent. The three people sent by him not only failed to catch them, but also left themselves there."

"How could it be involved in the F-force Agent?"

This time, Chen Yang not only frowned, but his face changed slightly. If the things they are doing now are discovered by the US government, they can only consider running away.

"Yes...Mr. Em and the others didn't expect it... But fortunately, the Fross consortium has forced someone in Los Angeles to suppress the matter first."

“…”

Chen Yang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened and said, "Contact Em, I want to talk to him in person."

"Yes, boss."

After Shen Lang agreed, Em's video soon appeared on the display screen next to him.

"Butler Em, I remember you said last night that this matter will be resolved soon, right? But the result seems to be different from what I thought?"

"I'm sorry for this."

Em was silent for a while before speaking: "This matter has been reported to Mr. Fros. He said he would do his best to solve this problem. Mr. Chen only needs to pay attention to the relevant matters in the laboratory and do not have to worry about everything that happened outside."

"Haha, is that?"

Chen Yang suddenly smiled on his calm face: "Butler Em, do you need our help? If you feel unsure."

"Feel sorry."

Although this black man Em, although his attitude towards Chen Yang is quite respectful, can be seen by anyone with a discerning tone at some point. He must be very dissatisfied and vigilant with Chen Yang and his group. I guess in his heart, he probably doesn't agree with his cooperation with Chen Yang and others.

"Apologized" to reject Chen Yang's kindness, Em's image suddenly disappeared from the display screen.

As soon as the person left, Chen Yang's smile gradually faded away, but turned into a thoughtful look.

"Well, you still have to make some preparations... Look at the time, those people should have arrived here tonight..."

...

...

The day passed by. As night approached, a group of fifteen people were walking down from a small passenger plane in the private airport of Las Vegas, a hundred kilometers away.

The first person was the leader, at least 1.9 meters tall, with a high nose bridge, blonde hair and blue eyes, a burly appearance, and his strong muscles even raised on the surface of his clothes. He looked extremely tough and iron-blooded.

The people who followed the leader were all strong and strong iron men. The exposed arms were twice as thick as ordinary people, not to mention the fierce aura they emitted, which made the airport employees standing next to them pale.

No, this team is not all strong, there are two people with different characteristics mixed in.

Originally, among the strong men, they were either blonde, blue-eyed, white Europeans and Americans, or they were huge blacks, but there were two people standing inside, which seemed extremely disharmonious and abrupt.

This is not surprising. Although one of them is also a blond white man, his gender is a woman. It is as inconsistent as it is to stand among a group of strong men.

As for the other person, although he is a male gender, he is the only Asian among the white blacks. He is only about 1.75 meters tall. He is carrying a black rectangular box and walking behind the leader with a cold expression on his face. He cannot see any emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"call……"

The strong blonde man in the lead arrogantly held a cigar in his mouth, staring at the pale-faced airport staff beside him, grabbed his tie and asked, "Where are the people who picked us up? Where did you run?"

"Sorry...they, they will arrive soon, they will arrive soon."

This poor and thin staff member struggled for a few times, but after seeing that there was no effect, he could only answer quickly.

"Fu, ck, do you want us to wait again?"

The blonde man touched his head unhappily, threw the cigar he had smoked into the staff's top pocket, opened his mouth and shouted at the staff behind him, "What are you still rubbing against? Slow down, all the bonuses for this month will be deducted."

"fu,ck, shit, Ryan, if you dare to deduct our bonus, I will send you to see God immediately."

Swearing and screaming sounded behind the team.

"You bunch of trash cowards, you want to send me to meet the immortal one. I'll send you to meet Satan first."

A group of strong men cursed each other. Although they did not really do anything, cursing and roaring alone was enough to make several staff members frightened, and someone hurriedly contacted the above.

"Mom, Ryan, how long has it been since we returned to the United States?"

The black man, who was almost 2.1 meters tall, cursed while not feeling cold with his naked arms. He held his suitcase and said, "Who has been to Las Vegas here? Do you want to take a gamble?"

"Gambling, those Ukrainian bastards haven't paid us yet, where do you get the money to gamble?"

When talking about this, the blonde and strong man Ryan felt furious. Last year, he finally waited until the situation in Ukraine was chaotic. Someone paid them to run to Ukraine and were hired by the former government. He thought he could make a fortune, but he didn't expect that the group of poor people in the Ukrainian government could not even get out of their farts. Not to mention making money, he was almost defeated by the capital he had earned before.

From joining the war in May to evacuation in November, their team, which originally had forty people, lost twenty-five people in Donetsk, Lugansk and Kharkov, and were almost crippled.

However, it is at least a good thing for them to live. As of November, all foreign mercenaries in Ukraine had lost 630 people, not to mention that the Ukrainian government forces with more than 11,590 people were gone forever.

With such a huge loss, many mercenary troops were completely eliminated, and even Hei Shui International suffered a great loss...

Fortunately, in October, a force that didn't know the details paid a sum in advance, otherwise they wouldn't even have travel expenses. It was so miserable that they would have been getting worse and worse. If they had known this would have been like this, they might as well stay in Africa.

Ryan felt that his biggest mistake in his life was to choose to serve the group of waste in the Ukrainian government. Even a dog was better than the group of waste commanders!

Thinking of this, it was depressing. Ryan kicked the staff member in the ass and shouted loudly: "Give you ten minutes."

"Okay, OK."

After being kicked in the butt, the staff member could only swallow his anger and agree.

The people behind him are used to Ryan's behavior. Those who fight to the death on the battlefield all year round suffer from battlefield syndrome to a greater or lesser extent. Sometimes when they get sick, there are many people with a more irritable temper than Ryan.

"Chichi..."

Just when Ryan was having a bad temper, five Hummers drove over from a distance and stopped in front of the hangar, less than five or six meters away from Ryan and others.

"Bang."

Liu Helan took off her sunglasses and walked down from the first Hummer. The sharp contrast between her cold face and beautiful face made Ryan, a man who likes men, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Have you reached the number of people?"

Liu Helan spoke fluent English and had no problem talking to others, but her cold face and tone immediately made many people dissatisfied.

“fu,ck, Asian girl.”

Wearing a hat, the black man muttered and put the box on the ground.

He thought he was very quiet, but Liu Helan still had his ears moving, and could hear clearly. She glanced at the black man with an expressionless face, without saying anything.

"If the number of people is complete, get in the car."

After saying that, Liu Helan turned around and walked towards the Hummer without waiting for Ryan's answer.

"Fuck, this girl is so arrogant."

There are many people who are dissatisfied, but no one comes forward to do anything out of the ordinary. People who are stumbling here are not idiots. In the past, when they were in Africa, they might not take each other seriously, but in Ukraine they learned at least one thing, that is, don’t have direct collisions with their employers, otherwise they will definitely have no money to get it.

What's more, this is still the United States, so this is not the case on other people's territory.

Ryan waved his hand and asked his subordinates to get on the car, while he himself followed Liu Helan and wanted to get on the first Hummer.

"Stop...Your location is in those cars."

What stopped him was not Liu Helan who got into the car, but Shen Lang, who was standing next to the car with a smile on his face.

"I want to take this car...isn't it?"

Ryan** said.

"Of course not."

Shen Lang smiled unabated, but his right hand stretched out clearly showed that he would not let Ryan get in the car.

This hateful Asian!

Ryan was very dissatisfied, but he had to bow his head under the roof. Even if it was just for the sake of beautiful money, he had to endure it.

"Okay, I get it."

Ryan turned around and held back to the second Hummer.

Shen Lang always maintained a charming smile and cooperated with his handsome face. If there were a group of girls at this time, he would definitely scream. But there were only a group of strong men at the scene, and at most he gave him a middle finger and turned a blind eye.

Shen Lang disagreed with Ryan's fierce expression, but when his eyes glanced across the team and stayed on the woman and the Asian man, his expression moved and showed a solemn expression.

"Huh... those two people are interesting." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!