Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 827 Dying and fighting, I'm really not a dog
Flick the switch, and the darkness disappears.

Surrounding monitors and the high-end exaggerated backrest tables and chairs are revealed, but all the equipment is not activated.

"You didn't turn it on?"

Ning Fan smiled and guessed what he was thinking.

I am worried that I will become their prop tester the moment I connect to the video, so I have to study the function of this thing well before contacting the people behind the scenes.

"Unwilling to be a bargaining chip, want to turn the tables and become a chess player?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

"This has nothing to do with you! Let me go!" Charles struggled for a long time, screaming fiercely.

"Okay, but you have to tell me about the people behind those chairs."

Ning Fan waved his hand, motioning for Mason to pull him up from the ground: "It's really uncomfortable to talk on your stomach."

Charles stared, a little surprised that Ning Fan was so kind.

"It's not for you, it's because I bend my neck and feel uncomfortable. Tell me."

Ning Fan picked up the dagger and tapped on the table.

Charles stared at Ning Fan fiercely, with fire in his eyes, and he broke free a few times and softened: "I say."

Mason relaxed a little.

In the next second, the device on Charles' body was boiling, and the breath was born out of thin air, and Charles violently broke away from Mason's control.

He clenched his fist and pressed forward, without any tricks, and punched straight to the face.

This is the simplest and most effective means of attack that humans have mastered since birth.

"Boss!"

Mason's words trailed off, and before he could finish speaking, Charles had already bullied him.

Ning Fan shouted "Hello", drew the saber with his backhand, and chopped it off directly.

"boom!"

The blade was attached to his wrist, but when he touched Charles, Mason fell from the sky, jumped over with his chair on his back, and hit Charles heavily.

Listening to the sound, Ning Fan could tell that at least a few bones were broken inside.

There was already blood seeping from the waist and abdomen, and it looked like a bone was protruding out. If there was any internal organ rupture, it could almost be explained here.

"Dare to run? Let's see how you run this time!"

Mason went straight to it, tied up Charles with a cow knot and tied him to the table, and he saw a large turkey on the side.

On the table, blood flowed out and gathered under the body, forming a scene of some kind of weird sacrificial mode.

"No... I won't... I won't die!"

Charles opened his eyes, panted, and spewed out a cloud of pink foam, which was the result of bleeding from the alveoli.

Ning Fan looked at Mason: "You stepped on it too hard."

"He ran too slowly. He wanted to step on his legs." Mason said honestly, pointing to the landing point just now.

"You, despicable!"

These words were heard in the remaining tone of Charles.

Ning Fan withdrew the knife, his face was calm, and he didn't regret not being able to strike.

Being brave and aggressive, and being proud of one's talents, this is something that people without brains will do.

If you really want to make a move, if you have a choice, you can send people, spend money, use tools, you can do anything, there is no need to do it yourself.

Even the kings of the East chose to chop with a dump truck, and he was already very careful when drawing his sword.

"Tell me."

Ning Fan sat on the stool, looked at Charles at the same level, and the four eyes met in the air.

"I don't like the angle."

Ning Fan suddenly said: "This will make me feel like a diner, and you are a dish on the table."

Charles looked up angrily, but couldn't say anything.

The device on his shoulder is still functioning, and the wound on his body is healing rapidly.

But both Ning Fan and the others knew that it was useless, the injuries in his body would not heal so quickly, and he would still die if he didn't go to the hospital.

"You sit in my seat."

Charles raised his head, staring at the back of Ning Fan's chair.

Ning Fan turned his head and saw that there was indeed a name marked Charles on it.

The breath of the device surged, and it had not yet reached its limit. Charles' wounds slowly recovered, and his whole body became a little more angry.

He started to tell, Ning Fan frowned.

Charles is actually not his name, but the name of this position.

This room has no name, or has a so-called name, Black Room, wherever it may be mentioned.

There is only one chair with a name, which is where Charles sits.

As for Charles himself, he did not appear here voluntarily, but a black household who fled here.

Because the smuggling was in Rogge's hands, he could only obey Rogge's orders.

And here's the name...

"It's my dog."

Miller replied, after a while, realizing that he was not Rogge, he corrected again.

"Rogge Adams raised a dog ten years ago. His name was Charles. Roger would let the dog sit here when he was in a meeting, and later there was a special place for it."

Charles shook his head.

"Got it? My position is just to replace a dog."

"Charles, open the door!"

"Charles, get the mail!"

"Charles, stay at home!"

Charles roared and coughed up a few balls of red blood foam: "I've had enough of this! I want to get rid of them!"

"If they weren't born like this, how could they have such a status!"

"Why do they call me like a dog?"

……

Ning Fan didn't speak.

There is no answer to this question, and no workaround.

Even if one Roger Adams dies, there are still others.

However, for Ning Fan, knowing these is enough.

He looked into Charles' eyes.

"Now, you have a chance to do it, as long as you tell me their identities, I will help you accomplish this goal."

"what about me?"

Charles gritted his teeth hard.

"will die."

Ning Fan didn't hide the truth: "When the device on your body is working, it will make you more energetic, but it will also speed up your death. Therefore, after healing your injuries, you will probably die."

Charles froze for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"So that's the case! No wonder you are so relieved! It turns out that everything was planned by you!"

"I'm still a dog in the end!"

Charles laughed exaggeratedly, showing his full teeth: "I want you to take them to hell!"

"Don't worry, they will be just like you... No, they will be worse than you!"

"Okay!" Charles gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood: "I fucked you!"

"Let him go, let's go."

Ning Fan got up.

"I want you to promise me that you will send them to hell!" Charles yelled, bleeding from his teeth.

Mason cut the rope on him a few times: "That's the boss's business, you..."

"I promise you, but in our country of Xia, the worst thing is not going to hell, but being unable to be reborn forever."

Ning Fan turned and left the room.

footsteps fall.

"Clap."

The door of the black room was closed, and in the whole room, only the faint light left by the boiling device on Charles' shoulder remained.

"Boss, will he really agree?"

"Most definitely."

Ning Fan turned his head and looked at the black room in silence for a while.

"Sometimes, what makes people desperate is not the difficulty, but the lack of hope. Just like him, he has lived his whole life and is well-dressed, but he still has the name of a dog."

"What about me?" Mason scratched his head, puzzled.

"You..." Ning Fan laughed happily: "You are very optimistic, you are different from them, in China, people like you will be called a big fool."

"Stupid guy?" Mason said a few times in the strange translation, moving his lips: "But boss, I'm not stupid!"

"Yeah, you're fine."

Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, left silently, and swallowed what he hadn't said.

"You are not stupid, but someone is stupid!"

……

In the dark room, Charles opened the previously blinded device.

In less than ten seconds, electronic sounds sounded in the room.

"Charles, why did it take so long?"

"Wait, what's going on with this on you?"

"Phone number, why didn't you contact us?"

……

Charles stood up, stared at the cameras in the corner, and suddenly smiled, very gracefully.

"Gentlemen, I think we might want to talk about this matter elsewhere."

While speaking, he tore off his clothes, revealing the bloody wound on his upper body. The surging device was urging his chest, and the granulation slowly grew, and he repaired all the damage in a short time.

"This thing is very useful! I like it very much!" Charles said softly.

"You...how can you install it!"

"This thing is ours, ours, how dare you—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

In the dark room, Charles appeared in the equipment management position at some point, holding a broken cable in his hand.

"Okay, now there is one less competitor, it's up to you to bid."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean much, I just want to ask if you are interested in this thing. After all, a thing that can make people live forever is not so cheap."

There was an eerie silence in the dark room.

After a while, the electric current sounded: "How did you know about this?"

"Rogge is dead." Charles brushed off his clothes, as if he wanted to shake off the non-existent dust and blood that couldn't be wiped away.

"I went, he told me, and died, that's all."

Charles pointed to his shoulder: "This is what I dug out of his shoulder, it's very useful!"

"It took me a lot of work to figure out what was in that lab."

While speaking, he suddenly grinned: "There is only one set of this kind of device in the laboratory. If you want it, you can come to me."

"Charles, you can't..." The electric current sounded.

"Shut up!" Charles stood up and slammed the switch.

In the dark room, the lights are bright.

"This time, I don't want to be your dog anymore." He stood up and faced the camera with a disgusted face: "You scum, please remember my name, my name is Fredham!"

The screen suddenly went dark, and there was no signal in the black room.

Several places in the Stars and Stripes sent out connection applications at the same time, and the satellites far away in space unfolded their side panels and re-established a new channel.

"Tell me?"

"There has been an accident over there, and there is no news of the person I arranged over there."

"The guard has no heartbeat."

"Miller's body was not found, but no equipment or documents were taken."

They were exchanging information with each other, and no one mentioned what happened just now, as if Charles' rebellion was nothing at all.

"How to deal with it?" someone asked.

"It's still the same, let the dead soldiers deal with it, and just say it's an attack."

"can."

"It's a pity for that device. I can feel the surging vitality through the screen."

"It won't be too long. He has no idea what he leaked in the laboratory." An electric voice said enthusiastically, "My people found another device in Miller's safe."

"I'm sure we'll have new ones available soon."

"awesome!"

"Then wait for your good news."

"Praise money!" The sound of electricity disappeared.

"Praise money!" Two electric currents sounded afterward, and they disappeared quickly.

……

"What will happen to him?"

Halfway through the return journey, Wang Duoyu looked back in the direction of the black house.

"perhaps……"

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and thick smoke could be seen in the rearview mirror, and what rose into the sky was a column of smoke several meters in diameter.

"Probably... this is the result." Ning Fan continued what he had just said.

"He is indeed not a human being, but in the end he behaves more like a human being than many people."

Mason's Mandarin level was not able to understand such news, and he was only surprised that someone dared to use high-explosive bombs in trouble.

Wang Duoyu nodded silently, did not speak, stepped on the accelerator deeply, and rushed away into the distance.

……

"Master Ning!"

The person in charge of the foreign affairs department heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ning Fan appear.

"You really scared me to death!"

"what happened?"

"Professor Tang said that you were going to the East District. It happened that there was a bomb attack just now. I thought you..."

"Have we had an accident?"

"No, no!" The person in charge waved his hands again and again, but the expression was written on his face.

"Don't worry, if it's us, we'll be blessed." Ning Fan joked casually, pretending to be ignorant and asking what happened just now?
"You don't know yet?"

The person in charge clicked his tongue.

"A well-protected building was attacked. The inspector said that some forces may be involved in the attack. The details have not been announced. We are inquiring about the news."

There was a violent explosion, and thick smoke could be seen in the rearview mirror, and what rose into the sky was a column of smoke several meters in diameter.

"Probably... this is the result." Ning Fan continued what he had just said.

"He is indeed not a human being, but in the end he behaves more like a human being than many people."

Mason's Mandarin level was not able to understand such news, and he was only surprised that someone dared to use high-explosive bombs in trouble.

Wang Duoyu nodded silently, did not speak, stepped on the accelerator deeply, and rushed away into the distance.

……

"Master Ning!"

The person in charge of the foreign affairs department heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ning Fan appear.

"You really scared me to death!"

"what happened?"

"Professor Tang said that you were going to the East District. It happened that there was a bomb attack just now. I thought you..."

"Have we had an accident?"

"No, no!" The person in charge waved his hands again and again, but the expression was written on his face.

"Don't worry, if it's us, we'll be blessed." Ning Fan joked casually, pretending to be ignorant and asking what happened just now?
"A well-protected building was attacked. The inspector said that some forces may be involved in the attack. The details have not been announced. We are inquiring about the news."

(End of this chapter)