Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【432 The head is angry】

The room shook violently, and the dome above the head seemed to have been greatly damaged and collapsed suddenly...

The white room was filled with dust, the surrounding machinery and equipment were instantly destroyed, the already dark sky appeared above the head, the lights in the room were destroyed, and the electric light and flint suddenly went out!

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

who is it……

In the darkness, Zhizhi couldn't see the face of the person who came, but he saw a tall man standing in the middle with a strong aura, standing tall and proud, like a god relegated to the center.

He is always eye-catching, with a cold, charming and iron-blooded temperament, which no one can suppress.

In the heart, there was a rush of heat, hanging in the throat, and the beating heart was almost stopped. At that moment, it finally found stability.

It's him……

Covered by dust, the crowd led by the tall man gradually moved forward, with a steady pace, clearly unable to see anything clearly in the darkness, but Zhizhi looked up and met an obsidian-like eye, as bright as a star.

"what happened!"

Diderot frowned and said angrily. He turned his head and was about to attack the person behind him with a knife. Before he could swing his arm, his hands were resisted by an irresistible force. The wind came with the wind, and a huge destructive force was blown on his face, knocking him to the ground on the spot, and a mouthful of blood spewed 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, and before she even moved, she was already wrapped in clothes and hugged into her arms.

"Miss Song", a deep voice sounded above his head, Zhizhi was lying in his arms, as if in a lifetime, "You want me to wait."

Zhizhi paused, and understood that he was saying that he promised to go back.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak yet.

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

His strengthened cloned body, as well as his dome, which is very well concealed and has a very strong external defense, are impossible to be hit so easily, and the possibility of being broken through silently.

Diderot cast Yin Zhe's eyes on the back of the man holding Song Xiaozhi... Who the hell has such terrifying arm strength and such an aura that cannot be ignored?

The man didn't understand Zhizhi, and stood up after buttoning the suit jacket on her body one by one for Zhizhi, and ordered, "Turn on the light."

Zhizhi immediately understood why the original intention of destroying the lamp was—a man with a strong desire for dominance always doesn’t like his woman being seen by others.

Many people held up strong-light flashlights, and the beams were directed in the direction of Diderot.

When the glare of the light hit, Diderot raised his hand to block it, and through his fingers, he saw a man standing in front of the woman who looked as handsome and cold as a mountain. You should have been masked..."

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

"Transfiguration, you're not the one just now," Diderot snorted coldly, "The dignified head of Nangong will use such low-level tricks?"

"Means, it depends on the person." Nangong Jue unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his black shirt, "You are only worthy of these."

Diderot frowned, "It seems that I underestimated the Nangong family, and your sweeping speed is much faster than I imagined."

"In 10 minutes, this place will be reduced to ashes," Nangong Jue said coldly, and glanced at Diderot indifferently, "You too."

Diderot picked up the walkie-talkie to confirm that no one responded to the entrance area, passage area, experiment area, statistics area, and even the always heavily guarded labyrinth area.

In order to make it easier for Diderot to give orders, everyone in Jack's family could receive the order signal, but now no one answered.

What does this mean?

Completely destroyed.

How can it be!

He could often recall the painful and resentful look of the failed boy whom he had been ridiculing for many years ago. Even when he invaded Nangong Island a few days ago and caused serious injuries to Nangong without any effort, he never called this Nangongjue's man was taken seriously.

How keen and predictive is the judgment, to disappear so quickly and cleanly into Jack's entire team?

Not one left.

When Diderot was about to drop the walkie-talkie, there was a reply from the other side, "Master, reach the maze area within 2 minutes to determine the breakthrough point, within 3 minutes all the encirclement personnel obey orders to attack, within 10 minutes all personnel are eradicated, Now that the task has been completed, all evacuated from the underground area, waiting for the order from the head of the family."

It was An Yan's voice.

Reckless.

So fast!

The ability of the No. [-] family of military weapons is indeed not blown out.

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

"Qingcheng, the master will solve it, please follow me up as soon as possible."

Bai Qingcheng's voice.

Zhizhi's eyes widened in astonishment, how could An Yan and Bai Qingcheng destroy the enemy together, and also called Qingcheng so close?

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

He actually used this thing to ask Nangong's family for an answer. This not only declared to others that none of Jack's people survived, it was also the greatest humiliation to him at this time.

Diderot couldn't bear being dominated by others like this, and he still had a faint sense of failure in his heart.

He has always been a winner.

"What a way to divert attention," Diderot snorted, looking at the densely packed hands standing behind Nangongjue, "Focus all my attention on the top, and take this opportunity to sneak in and wipe out them silently, Well...you really have grown up and learned to be cruel."

"If it wasn't for my woman in your hands, you would already be a corpse at this time." Nangong Jue said coldly, and stepped forward slowly, "Now the old debt between you and me must be settled carefully."

Zhizhi was surprised and looked at Nangongjue.

At this time, a thin boy with golden hair and blue sky-like eyes walked out of the crowd, "Sister Yang, you need us to find you easily. Brother Mao can't find your position no matter what. You almost got married before the wedding." He was stripped alive by the head of Nangong."

It's a goshawk.

"Sheep, why didn't you use the communicator that the cat gave you, and turned it off for no reason?" It was a cheetah.

"That's what I gave you." The gray cat also came out with a frustrated look on his face, "If it loses its effectiveness, it must be held accountable to the end. The head of Nangong arrested you for this, and I will be the bridegroom tomorrow."

Zhizhi suddenly woke up.

By the way, the communicator has the functions of calling and voice transmission. Before getting in the car, An Yan specially handed her a reminder...

Last night, when the head of Nangong had a good time with her, he also mentioned by the way that he must keep in touch with me at any time when he is with other men.

Then she completely forgot about the existence of that thing.

She entered Jack's underground headquarters with the mask, and after having a conversation with the mask, a fight started. Maybe she accidentally activated the switch of the communicator when she was fighting with the mask, shutting down the thing.

That's why the Nangong family at the top procrastinated and couldn't do anything because they and Shishi were still at Jack's house.

And it just so happened that Diderot fell on her abuse and broke the hairpin-style contactor switch on her head, so in less than three seconds, Nangong's family rushed over and broke through here to rescue her.

Presumably, he already knew about the virus in the clone and the small stone through the communication device, and the thing about being hypnotized...the big screen was such a sensation, even if he was not in front of the screen, he would definitely know it .

For him, Zhizhi has always been confident.

With such a fast breakthrough speed, Nangong Jue can really be the best spokesperson for the four words "Act Like Lightning".

"When can I be as strong as Michelle?" Diderot sighed with emotion, without any panic on his face. "I think, after I succeed, it shouldn't be far away."

The voice immediately reminded Zhizhi Shitou that the time was still beating and the seconds were still ticking.

Thirty seconds, more than 30 seconds later, if Diderot died, the stone must die, but if Diderot is allowed to operate on the stone, it may cause them even greater guilt in the future!

Zhizhi gritted his teeth and looked at Diderot. This man can still laugh so wildly now because he knows that he has a good card.

From beginning to end, she was just embellishment, trump card, all bet on the stone.

"If you don't want your son to die, let your people go away." Diderot looked at the people who blocked the fast passage leading to the laboratory, and disgusted the order. "You have less than 30 seconds to think about it."

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

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

Nangong Jue understood what she meant with just one glance.

That is giving up.

His eyes were gray, light and dark intertwined, his thin lips moved, and he whispered, "He is your and my son."

As soon as Nangong Jue's words came out, all the Nangong family members who followed behind him were stunned, and looked at Zhizhi in disbelief...

Is this their future mistress who would rather give up than become a difficult dilemma?

Who Shishi grew up with, who he was closest to, and who he protected the most, no one knows. When he was in the weapon base, Shishi didn't like to hear any words that slandered his mother, and even more so when he heard any words about his mother. Unfavorable winds and grasses will be the first to bear it, and they would rush forward even at the cost of their lives.

People in the alliance know better what the stone means to Zhizhi.

Stone said on his fifth birthday that he wanted to join the league, make money, support his family, and raise his mom.

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

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

This pair of strong and unyielding mother and son always have bright smiles, quirky and funny laughs at the people in the alliance, positive and kind, and have a life that each of them admires and admires.

No one thought that the sheep would have such resolute abandonment of the stone. The Nangong family couldn't help admiring such a resolute woman, and the faces of the Lianmen were covered with a cloud...

Will the sheep who lost the stone survive bravely?

Even if he survives, will there be any smiles in the second half of his life?

will not.

Because I understand, I am worried.

For a moment, all the angry eyes of the sky were cast on Diderot, the culprit——

This beast!

Zhizhi and Nangong Jue stared at each other for a moment, and she understood that Nangong Jue understood her own meaning, and he also had his own decision in his heart.

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

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

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

Diderot dodged sideways, clasping his hands.

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

Jack, Hull, the mask, Yeran... Forget about dying, but he must succeed in this experiment!

His memory can no longer be transferred into the clone. Time will leave mottled memories in the minds of ordinary people, but time has become the thing he hates the most. Time will gradually wash away the old things in his brain and slowly degenerate. If it is zero, in addition to all the input from 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... At that time, all of them will be zero.

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

"20 seconds", the gray cat has been engaged in intelligence work for many years, and has always been keen on machinery. He stared at the rapid call displayed on the screen and the small stone in his chest, and reported the number, "The heart rate is abnormal, and the EEG is about to stop. It's a symptom of brain death."

Zhizhi was forced to almost collapse by these words, closed her eyes, not looking at the image of the stone on the screen, she clenched her fingers tightly, her nails sank into the flesh, the pain felt like it was piercing into her heart.

Nangong Jue seemed to have understood everything, and his face was not good-looking.

Diderot looked at the appearance of the two of them and the overwhelming darkness in the room that did not dare to move rashly, and laughed wildly, "Since Master Nangong understands that no one can save this little guy but me, he should be sensible and immediately order someone to escape and escort me Go to the laboratory, otherwise I can't guarantee that Nangong Tou will die early..."

There was a loud bang suddenly, the sound of skin and flesh touching, it was Nangong Jue punching Diderot in the face again.

Diderot's words were caught in the wind of his fist, and unexpectedly he was staggered by Nangong Jue, who took a few steps back and hit the corner of the table behind him, frowned and moaned, and raised 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 hitting me in the face."

"Think clearly, what you wasted was Nangong Tou's life." Diderot seemed to have heard a huge joke, and laughed out loud, "At that time, Nangong headquarters gave you the upper hand because the clone was already dead. Now you want to return my ten punches, but you don't have the ability!"

Such a direct provocation.

But he, Diderot, also overlooked one thing. At that time, their young master still had a fatal gunshot wound in his chest, and he got up to fight against the enemy after lying in bed for less than three days.

Even if it is the most powerful Mu family, if the head of the family fights with them, they can only barely draw a tie. After all, Master Mu is only 25 years old, and experience is preferred, let alone Diderot who is not even a human being. ?

All the people in Nangong looked at Diderot with contempt.

Nangong Jue was expressionless, "Punch the second time."

Without saying a word, the wind of the fist picked up again, instantly strangled Diderot's throat and slammed it violently. Diderot was on guard, and hurriedly dodged, narrowly passing by.

Swallowing dry saliva in his throat, Diderot looked at Nangongjue in disbelief...how could...so strong!

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

With a bang, the cabinet behind Diderot was punched through, shattered, and fell to the ground...

Goshawk stared wide-eyed, and murmured in a low voice, "What a terrifying power, no wonder the boss said that sheep will never be messed with again."

The cheetah's eyes darkened, thinking about another thing that he was more worried about. It's just that this situation is too inappropriate. He shouldn't put any pressure on the sheep at this time. Even if it's a victory, Stone Life and death are uncertain, and no one dares to relax until the last moment.

Diderot blocked this punch with his arms, but was shocked to take a step back, and the outstretched arm was also numb, and he couldn't lift it after a pause for a few seconds...

Diderot never advocated force, and the threat of sneak attack and ambush has always been his trump card, because he can always successfully seize the most important weakness of people. It can be said that he has won every battle and never miscalculated. As expected, he made a turnaround and became the starting point for the next step of success.

Now, facing such a powerful young master Nangong who doesn't buy anything, for the first time, Diderot felt nervous and violent in front of others. Under Nangongjue's attack, he only seemed so pale and powerless, as stable as Mount Tai for many years His laziness was all gone, and his momentum was greatly reduced.

Leaning on the side with his arms supported, Diderot looked at Nangongjue coldly, not giving up his verbal attack, "Death can indeed make a person stronger. Without Lu Lan, you have grown so much. I don't know if you don't have a son this time. How will you grow up in the future! Nangong Jue!"

"It's a pity, you didn't see the opportunity." The young master replied coldly, approaching step by step, and the 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."

Killing... a mantra that is often used by ordinary people is actually more difficult than killing a person with a gun and a hidden weapon or sword. Killing a person with bare hands can be very bloody.

The young master had always been calm, and he would not take action lightly, let alone say such words easily, but the posture of 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 own failure and let her die. He could investigate slowly for many years and make a long-term plan. Now, Diderot just punched Miss Song a few times, and the Eldest Young Master is very restless. ...

This time, it is obviously more ruthless and ruthless than when he came to the headquarters.

Because, everyone saw that the young master picked up the scalpel that Diderot had dropped on the ground, squinted his eyes coldly, and the knife flew out and stuck in Diderot's right hand.

The blade pierced Diderot's palm, and he was fixed in front of the cabinet, unable to move.

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

The master is angry.

The Nangong family members all know that the eldest young master is always accompanied by his subordinates, and he seldom takes action personally. gun habit.

Martial arts schemes are difficult to achieve both, but the young master is excellent in tactics, and he is impeccable in fighting.

Ms. Song has also seen the ability to blast a wall out of thin air.So no matter how strong Diderot was in front of her, she never worried about Nangong Jue.

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

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

"Less than ten seconds." Goshawk's face was a little pale, and he glanced at Zhizhi worriedly, "Sister Sheep..."

"Goshawk, the sheep is breaking through self-hypnosis, don't disturb her too much." The gray cat clenched its hands, looked up at the stone on the screen, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry...he's a stone...nothing Impossible stone."

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

Hopeless.

"You want to fight me to the death?" Diderot's face twitched, and he looked at Nangongjue with hatred, "It's a pity that I still have a secret weapon. If he can rush back to the laboratory..."

"Diderot." A crisp male voice suddenly came from the monitor laboratory's screen...

(This chapter is 6 words, quite the usual three shifts ^_^)

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