"The coordinate position has been found smoothly."

"Confirm that the personnel are correct."

"The outermost encirclement has begun to be laid out, and weapons and armed personnel are on standby."

"Last confirmation, start the action in half an hour."

In the headphones, instructions came clearly and organizedly. Those voices came from different people, but they had a common identity, that is, Mingye’s killer. In other words, these are Li Shaoyan’s people. At this moment, they are preparing for the last confrontation.

Listening to his subordinates calmly and calmly, Li Shaoyan's thin lips slightly raised. A cold and evil smile was clearly outlined, making him more and more demonic and cold.

"Where are the people in the Jones family?"

"Mr. Huo's men are also ready, just one kilometer away from us. In addition to the Jones family, there are some other gangs, among which the largest number are mafia in other regions."

"Send the message to them and get them ready."

"yes."

The wireless channel has temporarily quieted down, and Li Shaoyan stood in the dark with expressionless face. His tall and slender body is like a sharp blade, standing firmly and resolutely. His sharp eyes seem to be about to cut through the night sky, bringing people trembling from the depths of their souls.

The big one stood next to the small one, wearing the same camouflage uniform, and even had oil paints for disguised appearances on her face. The military green lines completely covered the overly delicate face.

This is Song Xiaobao.

He has a pair of cold eyes that are not inferior to Li Shaoyan, and his dark pupils seem to contain explosive power that looks down on the world.

The father and son stood together, like generals about to go to the battlefield. The aura of unity was shocked even the killers of Mingye who were used to seeing him.

After a few seconds of silence, Li Shaoyan turned his head to look at Song Xiaobao standing beside him.

“Are you ready?”

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time, too."

A very arrogant tone, arrogance and confidence in control. The smile in Li Shaoyan's eyes became stronger. It was indeed his son, and his momentum was becoming more and more similar. He was only seven years old. After he had been practicing for a few years, he would be even ashamed of Li Shaoyan at his peak.

Li Shaoyan had no other thoughts than to be relieved when he was beaten to death by his son's fierce back wave.

The brief conversation ended, and the surroundings fell into silence again.

The rustling radio waves came from the headphones, as if reminding that the final moment was about to come. As time passed, the tension in the air spread out layer by layer, making people involuntarily tense all their nerves.

Everyone was ready to go, and the atmosphere was tense.

McLaun, who was surrounded, knew nothing about all this, and he was still immersed in the crazy experiment. Looking at the last potion he was holding in his hand, his eyes were full of madness and burning. He couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves, tighten them, and then injected them into the veins in his arms without blinking.

As the drug progressed, his eyes became more and more crazy.

Those who had no choice but to watch did not dare to say a word, and watched the liquid injected in horror.

"How is the experiment? Is there any repulsion to the third stage drug?"

After the injection, McLaun leaned on the back of the chair and spoke in a cold tone. His voice was dryer and duller than before, as if the sandpaper grinding on the gravel was becoming more and more terrifying.

"The third stage of the drug has been injected, and it has entered the tenth minute of the initial observation. Now it seems to be in good condition."

"very good."

McLaun smiled frantically, threw away the injection equipment and stood up, and walked straight to the laboratory next door. His subordinate pushed open the door and walked directly in. Looking forward to the sleepy Song Ming on the hospital bed, his body was now showing an unusually light blue color.

“The boss…no…no…no…no…”

The researcher who had just said that he was in good condition suddenly changed his face, staring at the screen in front of him in fear and anxiety. The changing cells displayed on it were exactly what Song Ming showed, and they appeared blue and red under the special equipment.

Red exists in the body, while blue is formed after drug injection. Originally, the colors of red and blue were very harmoniously integrated, but at this moment, the cells visible to the naked eye were rapidly repelling and separation, and at the same time they produced another color.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the drugs in the third stage are repelled and mutated.

McLaun's eyes widened instantly, extremely cruel: "Waste! A good experimental subject will suddenly change. What are you doing for food! Find a way to curb me, so don't let me see division and repulsion again!"

The sound of the genital test was extremely angry and seemed to be extremely stinging as if a heavy hammer was hitting everyone. Some researchers took out the buffer potion that had been prepared in advance. Perhaps because of the terror, the expression on McLaun's face was too ferocious. His hand suddenly trembled, and the potion fell to the ground and shattered.

"Damn it!"

McLaun seemed to be irritated suddenly, and his eyes turned blood red in an instant. He walked forward with a ferocious and cruel look, and without hesitation he grabbed the researcher who was trying to squat down to pick up the potion bottle. His tall body kept approaching, and because of the force, his exposed arms were stretched out with ferocious veins like earthworms.

"This is not done well, what's the use of keeping a waste like you?"

"Click."

As soon as the words finished, accompanied by a clear click, the other party's throat was easily crushed. His tongue suddenly slid out of his mouth, accompanied by a dark red liquid.

McLaun released his hand with a disgust and forced aside the researchers who had become corpses, and took the disinfectant beside him and poured it on his hands clearly. He turned around in his horror eyes and took the tray in his hand that was frightened.

There is also a buffering potion inside.

McLaun skillfully injected the potion into Song Ming's body, and then walked to the screen himself to analyze the current cell reaction.

I don’t know if the buffering agent really works. The red and blue cells that were still splitting quickly just now have almost slowed down. Some of them that were not too late to split are gradually fusing, and everything seems to be developing in a good direction.

McLaun stared at the screen with an obsession. Although the buffer potion has always existed, it has not worked before. But now, the so-called buffer potion actually played a role in Song Ming's body. This shows that his judgment is correct, and Song Ming is born to be suitable for his experiment.

"Haha, it's soon, it's soon. As long as you determine the normal number of cell divisions within this day, the experiment will be successful. Haha, my first completely successful genetically modified person will appear soon."

For McLaun, this is equivalent to an extra puppet, a puppet that can withstand thousands of troops. With him, he does not need to be afraid of whether he is facing a country or a gang. Instead, those people will compete to please him, win him over, and give him countless money to ask him to transform his genes.

McLaun, who was trapped in a dream, didn't know that the arrangement work on Li Shaoyan had been completed.

And the rest is to eradicate.

Whether it is this large area and fully equipped experimental base, the defective semi-finished products developed by McLaun, or all the teams he and his subordinates helped to study together, they don’t need to stay any of these people, let alone whether they stayed with McLaun or were forced to do so.

Because no sins that occur here are allowed to be revealed, it is necessary to eliminate the roots and kill any insider.

Only in this way can no one continue this perverted and humane experiment, and no one knows Song Xiaobao's special physique.

"Boss, everything is ready."

Li Shaoyan curled his lips and showed a silent sneer. His handsome face was shrouded in darkness like the Demon Lord in the Mythical World. His sharp and trembling eyes gathered a little bit with dazzling and dazzling light. He slowly sorted out a few times. Li Shaoyan raised his hand and tapped the wireless earphones in his ears with his slender fingers.

"Da da da da da."

The sound was very small, but because it was right in my ears, everyone could hear it clearly at this moment. This is the code to start the action, the mission tonight... begins.

The killers scattered everywhere quickly and silently climbed up the gun head, then turned over and jumped into the yard neatly without even avoiding those surveillance. After all, no one can forget the preparation of closure of surveillance, let alone they have more high-end weapons.

There is no need to turn off, just place a small device on the open space to control the work of all cameras.

There is nothing you want to see. Those controlled machines seem to have become smart machines with independent thinking ability in the blink of an eye. According to the commands issued by the main brain, they can easily avoid the intruders. Let the idiots in front of the monitor look at them. What they see is nothing but the pictures the monitor wants them to see.

"If I found McLaun, can I kill him?"

Song Xiaobao's emotionless cold voice came through the air, and at the same time, he turned over neatly, and the dagger in his wrist suddenly cut through the throat of the pitiful and unlucky guard with force.

Before the other party could make a scream and complain about his death, it turned into a corpse and would cool down quickly afterwards.

"Can."

Li Shaoyan did not look back, but there was a confident and high smile on the corner of his lips. Song Xiaobao nodded, looked at his daddy's back in front of him, and then quickly turned around and headed towards a different place.

To find McLawn first, he must act separately from Li Shaoyan. This is a fair competition between the father and son?

Li Shaoyan had no choice but to accept his son's choice.

Who made his son stop seeing himself or treating himself as a child since he had learned so much from learning so many skills from Mu Zhe? He likes to do everything himself. Tsk, I really don’t know whether this is good or bad.

Li Shaoyan took the time to think about it with some grievances, and in the next second, he simply wiped out another unlucky guard.
Chapter completed!