Female president's private killer

"There is progress." Qinglinghui's answer is precise and mechanical, just like the automatic answer program set by zhinao. Even in the face of the object she is loyal to, her response is not the same: "but it's not enough, I'll hurry up."

"Yes." Xu yourong answered, but did not close the communication. He hesitated for a moment: "why do you call me Mrs. Xu? Is it because I'm married? Do you know who the man I married is? "

Qinglinghui finally raised her head and replied seriously, "I don't know. Everyone always calls you that, but apart from the housekeeper Qin Sihai, we've never seen other men around you... Of course, housekeeper Qin is only your subordinate."

"Well, I see." Xu yourong looked a little unnatural: "you should keep this secret. Well, don't call me Mrs. Xu or Miss Xu in the future."

"OK, Mrs. Xu." The little things at the bottom of the tank seemed to be moving, and several tentacles floated up. Qinglinghui's forehead began to exude sweat, and she didn't notice the change of Xu yourong's expression.

Xu yourong: "

At the end of the communication, a faint shrill scream suddenly sounded in the laboratory. It was unclear what the cry was from. However, it could be heard that the cry was full of unbearable pain.

In front of qinglinghui's eyes, the little thing that was quiet at the bottom of the glass jar suddenly trembled, and all its tentacles stretched straight!

It looks extremely painful. There are striking bulges on its body surface from time to time, and then it calms down again. It's like something is fighting back and forth inside its body. This little thing came out of the painful screams in the laboratory.

Qinglinghui's face was pale, her lips had long lost blood color, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop twitching. It seemed that she could feel all the pain of the little thing.

Just a few seconds later, the pain of the little thing had reached its limit. Its body suddenly expanded and doubled, and then cracks began to appear on its back, and then there was a crack running through the body. A stream of bright red blood ejected from the crack and instantly dyed a large piece of green culture liquid around it.

It cried in pain while spraying blood. The thick plasma was sprayed for more than ten seconds before it gradually weakened. At this time, it has become a thin skin, dragging dozens of soft tentacles, floating in the culture medium with a red cloud floating.

Qinglinghui buried her face in her hands. After a long time, she raised her head again.

At this time, qinglinghui recovered her calm, accurate and cold mechanical expression. She stood up and silently called a wise brain. Dozens of photos of this little thing flickered at the top of the screen, and a precise table was below.

Qinglinghui wrote with her fingers at the corresponding position on the form:

Experimental body five.

The final volume is 31.24 cubic centimeters, an increase of 95% over experimental body 4;

For shape records, see the attached data and drawing library.

Eating: six times, one more time.

Cause of death: gene out of control.

After filling in these, qinglinghui slowly removed the tubes and lines connected to the glass culture tank one by one, and then walked out of the laboratory with it. The way she holds the glass can is like holding a baby.

Before long, qinglinghui returned to the laboratory. The lights in the laboratory were as white as paper and shone straight on her pale face. It seems that the air conditioner has also failed, and the laboratory has become particularly cold. You can see that all the knuckles of qinglinghui's beautiful hands are faintly blue.

She held a new glass jar in her arms, which was also filled with green culture medium.

After placing the glass jar in the same position and in the same way on the experimental platform, qinglinghui went to the big safe at the corner of the laboratory. After entering more than a dozen sets of passwords on the cabinet door, the heavy alloy cabinet door slowly opened, emitting a white cold. Behind the heavy alloy door, there is only a small space, which is divided into independent grids. In the center of each grid, there is a transparent test tube filled with green liquid.

The front five squares are empty.

Qinglinghui's fingers gently stroked on each grid, as if touching something she loved. It's hard to imagine that a woman would love such an almost unclassified creature.

Finally, she opened the sixth grid, took out the test tube inside, and then closed the cabinet door.

The test tube is placed at the access port above the glass can. With the connection of energy, the green liquid in the tube flows out and is injected into the glass can.

A new table is automatically generated on the intelligent brain screen on the side of qinglinghui. The first line reads: experimental body No. 6. Other columns are empty, only the words "eating for the first time" are flashing in the eating column.

Looking at the culture medium that was too calm to find any waves for a long time, qinglinghui gently spit out a cloud of white gas and took her eyes back from the incubator.

At this time, what she had experienced today was replayed in her mind one by one.

Qinglinghui quickly looked through the call records with Xu yourong, and then whispered to herself, "are you afraid to let Duan Tiandao know that she may have married someone? How could Mrs. Xu suddenly be so obsessed with such a man... It seems that she needs to recover her memory quickly. "

Qinglinghui shook her head, called a smart brain screen and clicked on it. A large amount of information immediately rained down. She held her jaw and stared thoughtfully at the flickering screen.

The gunfire tore up the tranquility of the wasteland.

The sound of the gun was not so loud. There was no momentum of the clear waves after the old sniper gun was ejected from the chamber. It obviously has the characteristics of guns in the new era. It is meticulous and plain. It is like a precision electronic instrument with a scale, but its power is not vague.

Then the shrill cry rising into the sky on the wasteland added the best annotation to the power of the gun.

A beautiful young man rolled desperately with only a small part of his left leg, and screamed with all his strength.

Just a few meters away, most of his left leg lay quietly on the ground, occasionally twitching.

The young man climbed on the ground and stretched out his hand to it, as if he wanted to take it back, but such a move immediately brought more violent and boundless pain. The young man screamed again with his broken leg, until the breath in his lungs was exhausted, and the cry stopped a little.

The hot blood splashed on the wasteland and was immediately sucked in by the dry and cold rocks. The young man's long wail and the howling cold wind intertwined and spread far away, as if interpreting cruelty and helplessness.

Shayue stood quietly and watched the young man roll on the ground. Her eyes were filled with anger, and her scarlet lips were as thin as a knife.

Just now, when Shayue Xinsheng was alert and turned quickly, the roaring bullets were in front of him. She almost watched the bullet trace in the air and shoot into the middle of the young man's thigh. The power of the bullet completely burst out after it completely disappeared into the leg, so the young man's left leg was abruptly broken from the middle of his thigh and spun out.

Shayue knew that this shot did not hit the key. It was not the sniper's mistake to miss, but to break the young man's left leg. In fact, there is no sufficient reason to support this judgment. It is entirely based on intuition, and intuition also tells Shayue that her idea is right.

The bullet was shot from 2000 meters away, so this man's sniping ability is no worse than killing leopards.

The visibility of the wilderness under the night is very low. Although killing the moon is not afraid of sniping, she can't track the sniper 2000 meters away in such a wild environment and such a short duration.

The young man was still howling, and the scream was like an invisible slap in the face of the moon. Her face was as hot as fire.

Killing the moon suddenly strode up, stepped on the truncated leg, and made a force at his feet. He only heard a bang. The broken leg seemed to hide gunpowder inside, and burst open. The flesh and blood dyed the wasteland within a few meters scarlet. The young man who was still shouting suddenly saw his legs smashed. His spirit was like a bow string stretched to the extreme. Under the final blow, he completely broke, gave a cry like cry, and finally fainted.

Shayue silently walked up to a female citizen, pulled out a powerful pistol from her waist, aimed at the young man who fainted on the ground, and poured out 20 bullets in the magazine.

The young man seemed to wake up from his coma, but he immediately became silent with only a few short screams. Only his body bounced irregularly with the entry of bullets, and blood beads even splashed on the moon killing face a few meters away!

After a tube of magazine was empty, Shayue took out a new magazine from the people, loaded it into the pistol, and then shot empty one by one at the constant target in front of her at a constant speed. The pistol was so powerful that almost every shot would open a terrible hole in the young man's body. After forty rounds of ejection, no one can distinguish what noumenon was from the vague flesh and blood.

The beautiful female people standing next to Shayue have a pale face. She stands straight in place and doesn't dare to take any redundant actions at all, for fear that Shayue's anger will be slightly transferred to herself.

Killing the moon's breath was even and quiet, which was the result of her deliberate control. She knew that the sniper was Duan Tiandao.

At this time, Duan Tiandao mostly hid in the distance and watched here to observe her reaction, or in other words, watching her jokes. It's really a good shot to accurately break a leg of a walking target two thousand meters away, but it's not too difficult to accept.

This is not a blow to her, and a lack of people will not damage her combat effectiveness, but the poor performance of this people before she died made her angry!

Every scream peeled off a layer of her face. Moreover, he has completely fallen into panic and simply ignored the vision of killing the moon. When Shayue shot, she let out her anger incisively and vividly. At the same time, she also knew that she had lost a game first.

She hated Duan Tiandao even more. Why didn't he go to kill wolves or leopards, but found her first?

Does Duan Tiandao think that as a woman, he must be the weakest of the three?

Shayue's lips were as red as if they had just been painted with blood. She was determined to let Duan Tiandao know how wrong he was to provoke himself first.

Killing the moon no longer takes a look at the blood and flesh that has gradually frozen hard on the ground, but goes to the depths of the wasteland first.

She believes that Duan Tiandao should have left quietly. The sniper is the king only outside the distance. If he stays too long and is accidentally locked by the killing moon, the end of Duan Tiandao can be imagined.

The route chosen by killing the moon is negotiated with killing wolves and leopards, which can play a synergistic effect. The route is mainly to kill leopards. This bastard who is also good at sniping is also a natural expert in hunting and containment.

Now, Shayue even wants Duan Tiandao to shoot again. Under her full vigilance, most of this shot will reveal Duan Tiandao's whereabouts, or at least leave some clues.

Thinking that after catching Duan Tiandao and before killing him, she could do many things well, killing Yue couldn't help surging up a burst of excitement from the bottom of her heart, and even made her tremble.

Then

Bang!