The reception room on the top floor of Sim Group Building.

Liu Juntian held a glass of red wine and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling night view of Constantine.

"Mr. Liu, isn't it just a failed bid? Don't take it too seriously." Simler got up from the sofa, walked to Liu Juntian, and took the initiative to clink glasses. He didn't care about the longevity drug company that spent 79 trillion to buy it.

A bankrupt company must have lost its mind.

"Mr. Simler, I won't hide it from you at this point. The biochemical warfare technology of Silver Group is in the hands of the longevity drug company."

"What?" Simler jumped up from the sofa and said excitedly, "Biochemical soldiers? Biochemical soldiers with almost immortality?"

"Haha, who do you think would spend 79 trillion to buy a company selling fake drugs?" Liu Juntian sneered. This has almost become an open secret in the industry. Mr. Simmler really doesn't know.

Liu Juntian's original plan was to cooperate with Sim Group to take over the longevity medicine company, and then secretly take away the biochemical soldier technology. Now that he has lost the bid, he has nothing to hide.

"Then we can't give up easily, Mr. Liu, you are not candid enough!" Simler stared at Liu Juntian meaningfully and said.

"What's the use of talking about it now? It's irreversible." Liu Juntian laughed secretly in his heart. It seemed that little Simler was about to take the bait.

"If we talk about cooperation, if it doesn't work, then we'll have to force it. After all, we have the support of the government." Simmler smiled sinisterly.

"Mr. Simmler, happy cooperation!" Liu Juntian raised his glass to Simmler and said with a smile.

167 Baker Street, Queens, underground headquarters of Longevity Medicine Company.

"The hot potato is finally here." The white-haired Rawls let out a long sigh of relief and said to himself. He glanced at the blue medicine tube on his desk and suddenly became crazy for no reason, "

I am not willing to accept it, not willing to accept it."

Rawls picked up the blue medicine tube, seemed to have finally made a difficult decision, and then inserted it into his carotid artery.

His fat and bloated body began to twitch violently, foam was constantly spitting out of his mouth, and his deep blue eyes gradually lost focus.

Twenty minutes later, there was a sound of rapid breathing, and Rawls jumped up from his chair, like a zombie, bumping around the room with a strange posture, and the tables and chairs were instantly smashed into pieces.

"Chairman, Mr. Simmler is here..." A young and beautiful secretary pushed open the door. Before he finished speaking, the fat and bloated Rawls almost instantly flashed in front of the secretary, stretched out his right hand and directly

He broke the secretary's neck and dragged her into the room.

"Mr. Simmler, they completed the key technical handover with Floyd two hours ago. There is no need for us to waste time here, and something happened down below." Wade lowered his head and whispered to Simmler.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and a fat body directly hit the floor and jumped out from the ground. Simler and the other five people all looked shocked.

"It's Mr. Rawls." Wade signaled the others to take a defensive posture and once again asked Simler to retreat.

"Get him!" Simmler seemed to be very interested in the mutated old Rawls. Not only did he have no intention of retreating, but he also became excited.

Old Rawls was like a heavy meat bomb, fat and bloated, but very flexible and agile, and crashed in the direction of Simmler.

The speed was so fast that it almost left an afterimage wherever it passed.

Simler's two sixth-level power awakeners rushed out at the same time.

Bang!

There was a dull sound of impact mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and the two sixth-level awakeners were knocked backwards and flew away.

Wade's pupils shrank, looking at the irrational old Rawls, a chill ran down his spine, and a strong sense of danger came over him.

Huh! Wade directly drew out the long knife from his back and faced him.

Old Rawls didn't have many fighting skills. After all, he was just an ordinary person before using the blue medicine.

After a few rounds, Wade cut off Old Rawls's arms. A few seconds later, an incredible scene occurred. Old Rawls' arms regenerated at an incredibly fast speed.

Simler, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, saw this scene and seemed to be even more enthusiastic about Old Rawls. He kept shouting: "Get him! Get him! If you want to survive, each person will be rewarded with 100 million crystal coins, haha!"

Simler was accompanied by a sixth-level awakener who was good at shooting. After hearing Simler's order, he immediately joined the battle group.

He could always hit Old Rolls' vital joints at the most appropriate position and at an extremely tricky angle, thereby slowing down his speed, but that was all.

At this moment, the reception hall of the building was in a mess. The two power awakeners were holding their chests and breathing heavily. It was obvious that they had been seriously injured.

"He is still evolving, take him down quickly!" Wade decided not to accompany Simler in his madness anymore, directly raised his sword and slashed at the neck of old Rawls who was lying on the ground.

Bang!

Old Rawls shrunk his neck and actually clamped Wade's sword directly. His body that was originally downward twisted in a strange circle and grabbed Wade's sword.

Simler, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was stunned.

Wade looked shocked, and immediately the force of gravity shook, and the sword flew up directly with Old Rawls.

Old Rawls followed the sword, gathered strength, and stretched his right hand directly towards Wade's neck.

"This is absolutely impossible!" Wade's sword came out immediately, taking Old Rawls flying dozens of meters away. No one has ever forced him to let go of his sword. This is a huge shame.

Old Rawls, who flew dozens of meters away, stood up again and suddenly let out a loud roar. A few seconds later, his body began to collapse, and eventually turned into a pool of blood, and a dizzying stench wafted out.

"These bodyguards of yours are still in need of help. Mr. Simmler almost took action himself." Liu Juntian held his nose and walked into the chaotic hall. Several entourages followed behind him, using freezers to collect old Rawls' blood and water.

Collected.

Wade's expression changed on the side. Although he was extremely angry, he still lowered his head. After all, today's battle was indeed lost.

"We must obtain the biochemical soldier technology at all costs." Simler said harshly. Today's battle left a deep impression on him. He had not experienced such a sense of tension and excitement for a long time.

Twenty minutes later, Chatsworth Manor.

Charles looked serious and came to Fang Mo with a few photos and said: "Boss! Something happened to Old Rawls, the chairman of the longevity medicine company. What they are actually selling is biochemical soldier technology."

Fang Mo immediately became energetic when he saw the photo, thought for a while and said: "Charles, our intelligence work must continue to be strengthened. It seems that Floyd knew the inside story in advance, um... uh, Sirius has

No latest news."

"Yes! The Sirius Galaxy Fleet launched a massacre on Waste Saturn 43, but the local officials were helpless." Charles looked solemn. While he was surprised by the strength of Sirius, he also sympathized with the residents of Waste Saturn 43.

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"Strength!" Fang Mo was silent for a long time, then popped out two words, the law of the dark jungle has always existed coldly.

Fortunately, Zero Seven Waste Saturn has the right technology tree and a powerful deep space combat system that prevents any force from easily attacking, but this is far from enough.

Eastern suburbs of Constantine, Donbas Manor.

"Mr. Donbas, the longevity medicine company is almost openly selling biochemical soldier technology. Fortunately, you asked Dodge to terminate the bid in time. Otherwise, you will be in huge trouble." The old butler Rohr stared at the old Mr. Donbas and said.

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"Hmph! Who is not envious of biochemical soldier technology? Let's not get involved. I heard that a company withdrew early and did not participate in the bidding?" Donbas twisted his body and sat up from the recliner. He compared

I'm curious why this company quit midway.

"After checking, it was a shell company. It was broken after a few layers of tracing. Their entrusted agent was named Zhang Shuyan. It was a temporary online task. The other party's payment account was also an anonymous account, so it was difficult to trace it back."

The butler replied sternly.

"Oh? It's interesting. Everything has traces. Constantine has been uneasy recently. Let Dodge calm down, don't cause trouble, and continue the secret investigation." Donbas lay down again, seeming to have lost energy and fell into a state of sleep again.
Chapter completed!