Owen's servant handed Brad a tablet.

Brad took it and took a look. What was displayed on the screen was a brand new building model. The window sills and doors on each floor were decorated in a simple and elegant style, while the internal water, electricity, ventilation, kitchen and other facilities were the most fashionable new products.

"This is?"

"I am going to donate a new building to the new district police station in Violet."

Owen smiled and said, "Are you satisfied?"

Before Brad could answer, he heard a dull loud noise coming from the front.

In the square, the two animals had already started fighting. The gorilla punched out in a demonstrative manner. The air in front of him was squeezed layer by layer by his fist, forming a roaring shock wave that blasted straight from the square into the forest.

The speed and power of this punch are extremely outstanding. It was punched by a genetically modified beast, and it exudes a sense of primitive ferocity that is different from human fighters.

However, the big golden retriever dog opposite was also very flexible in its movements. Brad's eyesight was not good enough and he could not see it clearly. He only vaguely felt that the big dog was almost stepping on the shock wave and ran towards the gorilla.

's head.

Brad's Adam's apple slipped and his mouth felt a little dry. Although he knew that Owen's pets would never attack here, his bodyguards and the guards around Owen were enough to provide security... But as expected, at close range

Watching this kind of fighting is really not fun at all!

Owen clapped his hands, seeming to admire the golden retriever's response. He also put on a pair of glasses that could enhance dynamic vision and carefully watched the gorilla's counterattack after dodging the pounce.

Brad said: "I am very satisfied with the overall layout of the building, whether it is the viewing angle or the internal facilities. It is better to say that such a building was given to the people of the New District Public Security Bureau. They have done a great job."

"Hey, it's hard to say that. Their original building will probably be completely destroyed tonight. This building of mine can be regarded as a little compensation for them."

Owen looked at the scene and said with a straight face, "After all, those people are considered your subordinates. It's better not to let them deal with the work in the ruins in the future."

Brad thought for a while. Although he didn't know the specific reasons for the incident that would destroy the New District Public Security Bureau, but if he thought about it briefly, there were no forces on Violet's side that might force Owen to take such a large-scale violent action.

It's just a few types of people.

He asked tentatively: "Is it related to those old nobles? I heard that after they hired several foreign fighters, they have become more and more active recently, and they are working more closely with each other."

Owen nodded: "So tonight I can teach them a lesson."

While talking, Owen took a deep breath of cigarette.

The scene of dry, high-quality tobacco burning inside the pipe is like a tiny bird's nest, emitting a bright red light, getting brighter and brighter under the influence of the airflow, and then suddenly darkens, overflowing with fragrant and thick smoke.

gas.

At this moment, a servant hurriedly came over, leaned over and whispered a few words in Owen's ear.

Behind the high-speed resolution glasses, Owen's eyes suddenly widened: "What are you talking about...cough cough cough cough!!"

The old man took a long puff of cigarette and coughed violently. His elegant hairstyle became scattered due to the shaking of his body. His glasses also deviated from their original positions and were roughly pulled off by him.

But this rough action made his coughing become more severe.

The surrounding servants and guards hurriedly gathered around him and carefully stroked his back.

Brad also stood up in a hurry, holding the cup of black tea that he hadn't touched yet, and approached Owen.

After a while, he finally calmed down his desire to cough amid a burst of wheezing with phlegm, took the black tea and rinsed his mouth.

At this distance, Brad could clearly see the deep wrinkles on the old guy's forehead, the sweat that had just been secreted, and the bags under his eyes that were filled with tears due to coughing.

He looked so miserable after coughing that Brad couldn't help but feel a little confused. Looking back carefully, Owen's body seemed to be worse than before.

It is said that he was also a martial artist when he was young. Later, he became obsessed with business and accumulated a huge wealth. He also indulged in enjoying fine wine, delicious food, beauty tobacco, and various new electronic products. He stayed up late all year round, did not know how to control, and inevitably became rusty in martial arts.

Physical deterioration.

However, the genetic technology studied by those under Irving can already carry out targeted genetic optimization for people. Even the second-grade accessory - Youth Nutritional Solution is widely praised among Boston's wealthy class.

With the protection of these skills and wealth, not to mention that Irving was once a fighter, even if he was a disabled person who was naturally sick and paralyzed, he could at least maintain the physical fitness of a three-star fighter, right?

And what kind of thing could make him lose his temper suddenly?

Brad asked cautiously: "What happened?"

"Tonight's operation failed."

Owen rubbed his eyes, wiped away the sticky tears, frowned, and said, "At the cost of a base, hundreds of outstanding clones, and even four members of my odd-numbered unit.

We set up an ambush with such a staffing, but suffered a disastrous defeat within five minutes!"

Brad couldn't help but be surprised: "The other party is actually so strong?! Or is it not a direct battle, but some unexpected method?"

"There are no people who personally participated in the operation. Those trashes who sent the message back cannot tell the specific situation." Owen squeezed his pipe hard, "But Harry, it is possible that he was captured alive."

Brad quickly comforted him: "Harry is loyal to Mr. Irving and cannot betray him. Let's find a way now and maybe we can get him back."

"No!"

Owen raised his hand, his hair was still disheveled, but his face showed a calm and cold look, "I originally thought that this ambush would be successful, but the other party gave me a surprise. So, no matter how loyal Harry was in the past, what?

Are you sure they won't give me a second accident?"

"Brad, please ask your two bodyguards to escort you to a safe place first."

Brad said: "Then Mr. Owen, what are you going to do?"

Owen knocked on his pipe and said with a smile: "Of course I want to see for myself what kind of methods those people have."

Brad was taken aback and said anxiously: "Isn't this too dangerous? If they really come here, does Mr. Owen have the confidence to protect his own safety with the power of the island?"

"It does not matter."

Owen glanced at Brad with an unhappy look and said, "It's time for you to go."

Brad's attitude became tougher and he said righteously: "Mr. Owen, our interests are one. We should all be responsible for each other's lives. I can never sit back and watch you face unknown dangers alone. We are still together.

leave!"

The color in Owen's eyes darkened a little. After coughing slightly, he said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous. You leave first. I have some privacy to deal with, and then I have my own way to escape. Think about it, am I

The kind of person who would despise his own life?"

Brad seemed to be relieved, said a few more words of concern, and then was escorted away by bodyguards.

Owen looked at the back of the Violet Governor, the displeasure in his eyes almost overflowing, he turned his head and looked at the huge sculpture of a head on the island.

"Whatever, pair it with me and teach..."

In fact, after the technology of human cloning became slightly mature, he also considered replacing Brad.

However, the reason why clones can inherit the skills of the original fighter, and even inherit part of the personality, is mainly because when the fighter reaches the climax of the battle, the emotions, memories, and inspirations will be profound enough to touch the genetic level.

In that state, individuals who obtain their genes and clone them from them can naturally inherit these things.

Brad, on the other hand, does not have the potential to fight to the "full body and soul" state.

If ordinary clones are replaced, there is no way to defeat those politicians' methods.

But if the current governor behaves in such an offensive manner in the future, Irving will have to consider wasting more time to choose a puppet who can understand his position.

"Stop it!"

Owen gave orders to the two beasts fighting on the field.

The moment before the silverback gorilla was about to kill the golden retriever, he withdrew his fist and looked back at Owen with doubts and unwillingness. The golden retriever was so frightened by the punch that he froze and lay on the ground with his head turned towards him.

Owen's side.

Owen ordered the servants around him: "Butler, go to the cage and release all my pets so that they can patrol the island. The rest of you, go and sort out and transfer the electronic equipment in my room immediately.

Especially the things in the study, please move them all away for me."

He also stood up and walked to a corner of the manor.

The silverback gorilla shook his head, looked around, and took the initiative to follow behind him. The golden retriever also chased after him, wagging its tail.

Following the tree-lined path and passing through dense flowers, Owen soon came to a blue swimming pool.

"Elder Crystal, how are they doing with their genetic optimization?"

Hundreds of tons of water in the swimming pool were suddenly pushed away from the middle. An invisible force turned the water into two high walls, revealing the three people at the bottom of the pool.

These three people have actually been immersed in the pool water. Two of them have many catheters and electrode patches inserted into their bodies, floating next to them in a lying down position.

In the middle, there is an old man with a sharp nose holding a crystal ball in his hand. Not even a drop of water can be seen on his body. His purple-black silk robe is dry and soft.

"It's basically done."

The old man's appearance was ugly, and his facial features were slightly pointed and protruding, like a big crow that had lost its feathers. "The things provided by Shenwu Guiyi were indeed very interesting, so their optimization this time took longer than expected."

Some, but if we forcefully wake her up now, it won’t cause any bad effects.”

"The boss is not an impatient person. He suddenly came to ask, is there something urgent?"

Before Irving could answer, a loud cracking sound came from the outside of the island, and then, a slight shock was transmitted directly to here.

The huge humanoid figure raised its head and stood on the edge of the island, letting the beams of searchlights hit him.

The flames fired by the machine gun could not break through the armor covered by the giant, and the missiles could only add tiny pieces of smoke to him.

The guards on the island issued a warning to expel them, but the drone flying in mid-air was crushed like a toy by the giant's palm.

After rushing to the governor's mansion and finding that he was not at home, Fauci and the others asked about the governor's whereabouts.
To be continued...