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After hearing this sentence, Sharapova seemed to be the last straw on her body, and then turned to Qin and Mick who turned away in horror and said, "I said, I said, I don't want to go to the ward."

Mick glanced at the expressionless Qin beside him, and said without looking back, "No need."

Done.

Mick and Qin walked into Mick's exclusive elevator side by side!

"Let's go, number 59, it's time to go to the ward."

Lindsay looked sympathetically at Sharapova, who was still extremely tough just now, but now looked desperate and terrified.

Immediately, Sharapova, who was struggling frantically, came directly to a bed with the number 59 written on it.

"Damn it, I said, I said, don't let me in."

"God, I was wrong, I'll tell you everything you need to know, don't let me in."

"Damn it, I curse you to die, one day you damn mutant bastards will be sent to hell by us."

Lindsay suppressed Sharapova who was lying on the bed cursing and begging for mercy expressionlessly, and glanced at Beckett who grabbed a helmet from the head of the bed and nodded.

next second!

When the helmet is put on Sharapova's head.

The whole person seemed to faint in an instant, lying quietly on the bed.

Picture!

Very scary. . . . .

One hundred and eightieth chapter: hell, stronghold (61)

Inside the elevator!

The air seemed to be still for a while, and both Mick and Jean could hear each other's heartbeat.

quite a while!

Qin brushed her hair and said, "Then, let her go like this?"

Mick smiled slightly and said: "For the group of patients in the underground, death is actually the happiest way to end, but what we want is that their life is better than death."

Paused!

Mick looked into Jean's eyes and said: "Isn't that also your original intention at the time, in order to let the criminals who secretly killed mutants understand that killing mutants is up to you, but after we catch you, we will make you die." Better to die."

A smile appeared on Qin's icy face, and she didn't continue talking!

Hell!

In fact, those devices like motorcycle helmets are [-]% involved in the existence of virtual reality networks.

It is generated using the lowest-end virtual reality game of the Protoss Empire. Unlike the game, all the pain and perception of the equipment in the black prison are increased by [-]%, which is enough to make the life of those patients worse than death!

and!

What runs in the central system in the black prison is not a so-called game, but an [-]-story hell with oriental characteristics designed by Protoss in combination with Qin's requirements.It is specially used to punish criminals who are considered by the Bureau of Investigation to be so heinous that they no longer need to be described as human beings!

It can be said that the more than [-] patients lying quietly on the hospital bed are suffering from [-]% torture and pain almost every moment in tongue-pulling hell, scissors hell, and steamer hell.

And the sentence of one hundred years is out of reach for the group of patients below.

Ding--

Mick stretched out his hand slightly, and let Qin beside him go out first in a gentlemanly manner. After the latter glanced at Mick with a pair of beautiful eyes, he walked out slowly.

After Deqin got out of the elevator, Mick asked in confusion: "Which floor did you put her on?"

The [-]th-floor virtual reality version of hell perfectly simulates the scenery of the [-]th-floor in various novels.

The patients in it will only endure the punishment inside day after day. No one will interrogate everything they know. Even if they can't bear to tell everything by themselves, the system in charge of purgatory will not record and report.

Therefore, this black prison under the MCB building was frightened by the underground world!

Qin walked to the door of Mick's office, smiled slightly, and said, "The sixth floor!"

After speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Mick in the room thought about the scenery on the sixth floor, shook his head, and sat on the boss chair behind the desk, dealing with the documents brought in by the secretary this morning that needed his approval.

On the sixth floor of hell, the brats strip you naked and make you hug a copper cylinder with a diameter of one meter and a height of two meters.Burn a charcoal fire in the cylinder and keep fanning!The wind blows, and soon the copper cylinder turns red!

Day after day, year after year, without end!

This is the treatment that Sharapova should enjoy, not so easy to die.

afternoon!

After struggling all morning and half an afternoon, Mick finally finished processing the official affairs that had just piled up like a hill on the desktop. After the little secretary took out the processed documents, Mick grabbed the paper on the desk and The phone, paused, turned to Hill's phone and dialed.

quite a while!

Mick put the mobile phone next to his ear on the table, and looked at the screen of the unconnected mobile phone suspiciously.

Since Mick woke up, he called Hill several times in a row, but there was no answer, so Mick was a little confused.

Mission out?

Mick thought so.

Just then, an agent from the combat command center called, and Jean was there waiting for him.

Shaking his head, Mick put the phone back in his pocket and walked towards the door.

Ding--

After the verification was passed, the heavy iron door in front of him slid towards the left in an instant.

Just got in.

A huge monitoring screen appeared in front of Mick's eyes. He glanced at Qin sitting on the sofa seat, and Mick walked over and sat beside him.

Looking at the images of the three special operations teams in the surveillance, Mick said, "Did you find the lair of that organization so quickly?"

Qin Duan sat on the sofa seat, staring at the real-time video on the monitor and said: "According to Sharapova's activity track in the territory, the Tianyan satellite is located in this farm in the outskirts of New Jersey."

"Is anyone there?" Mick straightened his suit, sat in a comfortable posture with his legs crossed, and then asked.

"The sky eye system shows that there is a high heat reaction in this farm. As for how many people there are...you can see for yourself."

Saying that, Qin nodded towards the agent in charge of commanding the operations center in the left corner of the monitoring screen.

next second!

The farm in the center of the screen was instantly painted. Mick looked at the dense heat induction above the farm. Under the heat that densely covered the entire farm room, it was strange how many people could be detected.

"How could this be? Is there a nuclear reactor hidden here?"

Mick turned his head and glanced at Qin next to him, and said, "Has the sky eye seen anyone coming in and out?"

Under this kind of heat, steel is enough to melt, not to mention people, Mick is very curious that this farm has not completely turned into a crater.

"Half an hour ago, the Sky Eye system monitored two people appearing in the monitoring screen. Our satellites have been staring at this place, and we haven't found any trace of them leaving for the time being."

"……All right!"

quite a while!

"Go in!"

After Qin stood up from the seat, she looked at the special operations team that had completely surrounded the farm in the surveillance screen and said in a deep voice: "The first and second teams are attacking, and the third team is guarding the outside. I don't need to watch Until someone escapes from here."

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

When in charge of such assassination activities, MCB has always disliked being caught with any tricks. Instead, it mobilized combat robots. The fighting power of these three groups of special operations teams was enough to capture and occupy the White House within half an hour!

And this group was ordered as the vulture, eagle and mammoth special operations team is the top battle robot.

In the early days of the investigation bureau, Mick brought it into the investigation bureau. While sleeping, Mick let the Protoss inform Qin of the existence of these three groups of top combat robots.

And now, Qin actually used these three groups of top-level combat machine squads. One can imagine how angry Qin was with this black hand organization behind the scenes.

on the screen!

With Qin's order, a total of [-] combat robots from the vulture and eagle teams ran up instantly, blasting through the walls of the villas between the farms like a bolt of lightning.

bang——

In an instant, the entire room was filled with dust.

"Target found!"

"Target found!"

"Target found!"

As the robot team entered, voices came from the speaker of the combat command center in less than five minutes.

A smile appeared on Jean's cold face.

next second!

"Monitored... Boom!!!"

The deafening explosion sound came out instantly!

But seeing that the villa in the picture turned into a huge fireball almost instantly, at that moment, an orange-red light illuminated the entire sky!The fireball slowly went up.

Then!

It exploded suddenly. . . . .

One hundred and eighty first chapter: doubts, mice (62)