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Chapter 217
chapter 0129 part 2
Those were all her life's work.
The Scarface following Behind her had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his gaze brazenly surveying the Base's facilities and personnel.
"Doctor Bai, I heard you found that monster's whereabouts!"
Doctor Bai narrowed her eyes and asked, "Monster? Are you referring to?"
"Of course, Monster Number One!" The Scarface exhaled a puff of smoke: "Do you want me to take care of her? Headquarters has given the order to destroy all test subjects!"
Doctor Bai fanned away the smoke in front of her, looking at the Scarface sent by headquarters:
"Mr. Cui, there's still plenty of time before headquarters' deadline. If you have time, why not help me solve a problem first!"
"A problem!?" Mr. Cui frowned.
Doctor Bai explained, "There's a Golden Gate Group here in Seoul that has been funding our research. We help them eliminate competitors.
Some time ago, the Golden Gate Group's Chairman was assassinated, and several directors are vying for the Chairman's position. If it drags on too long, this year's research funding will have a shortfall."
"So, Doctor Bai, what do you mean?"
Doctor Bai took out two photos, handing them to Mr. Cui face down.
"Pick one. You take care of him, and the remaining one will be the Golden Gate Group's Chairman!"
Interesting. The scar on Mr. Cui's face twitched as he grinned, like a large centipede coiled on his face.
He casually picked one, flipped it over,
Looking at the person in the photos, Mr. Cui took a heavy drag from his cigarette, threw the half-smoked butt at his feet, and ground it out fiercely.
"I'll go do it now!"
Doctor Bai watched the Scarface leave with his men, her face gloomy. At this moment, the door of the sealed Laboratory Behind her suddenly opened.
A boy with a delicate appearance, looking like a young master from a high school, walked out.
"Do you want me to take care of him!"
The young master smiled at the direction Mr. Cui had left, drawing a finger across his neck.
Doctor Bai didn't speak, but a cold light flashed in her eyes as she stared in the direction Mr. Cui had left.
………………
Cheongnyangni, Li Zhongjiu walked into the elevator surrounded by several Subordinates.
"Still no information about that murderer?"
In the elevator, Li Zhongjiu was somewhat irritated and reached out to loosen his tie.
The Subordinate next to him quickly lowered his head and replied, "Boss, not yet. Our men are searching urgently!"
"Hurry up!"
Li Zhongjiu glared at the Subordinate. Just then, with a *ding*, the elevator door opened.
The elevator had descended to the Underground Garage.
Li Zhongjiu led his subordinates to his vehicle. The subordinate had just pulled open the car door.
A Voice sounded in the Underground Garage.
"Are you Li Zhongjiu?"
Li Zhongjiu, who was about to get into the car, stopped his action and turned around.
In the alternating light and shadow of the Underground Garage, several figures were slowly walking out of the shadows.
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a knife scar on his left cheek.
"Who are you?"
Li Zhongjiu looked at the several people in front of him, waving his hand to signal the subordinates Behind him to be wary. His men quickly drew their short blades.
"Assi-ba, stop dawdling, I finally waited for you, you son of a bitch!"
The Scarface cursed, and with a backhand, pulled out a handgun from behind his waist, aimed it at Li Zhongjiu, and pulled the trigger directly.
*Pfft pfft pfft pfft!*
The sound of the silenced pistol echoed in the Underground Garage. Li Zhongjiu rolled behind a black commercial vehicle, watching helplessly as his Subordinates fell one by one.
If a subordinate hadn't pushed him just now, he would have been shot into a honeycomb.
Ssi-bal, this is South Korea, not the Federation. Do Hitmen use guns directly now...
Who wants to kill him? Ding Qing? No, that's not his way of doing things, and that guy is still at the Metropolitan Police Department...
Jang Shouji? Could it be that son of a bitch?
Ssi-bal!
Li Zhongjiu listened to the sound of leather shoes getting closer and closer, gripping the dagger in his hand tighter and tighter. Years of experience fighting in the Underworld told him that begging for mercy at this time was useless. It was better to fight to the death and bite off a piece of the opponent.
Choi Seong-do chewed on chewing gum, squatting down to look at Li Zhongjiu hiding behind the Bunker. The scar on his face was like a wriggling centipede.
"Hey, you brat, don't waste my time. Come out and I'll give you a quick end, otherwise, I'll crush your bones little by little!"
Li Zhongjiu leaned against the car body, regulating his breathing, and gripping his short blade tightly.
"Ssi-bal!"
Choi Seong-do signaled, and two of the Organization's internal security men, holding guns with both hands, circled around from both sides.
*Bang bang!*
Two gunshots rang out. The two Gunmen fell to the ground instantly, a streak of blood red on their foreheads, the entire back of their heads blown open, revealing a glistening white mess.
Choi Seong-do flinched, immediately squatting down and shrinking behind a car's wheel.
"Who's there?" Choi Seong-do demanded sharply. The answer was a series of precise single shots.
7.62 caliber sniper rifle bullets accurately pierced the thin car body, killing the two Organization internal security men on the spot.
Choi Seong-do rolled between the vehicles in a sorry state, dodging the pursuit of the lethal bullets.
*Bang!*
Li Zhongjiu thought reinforcements had arrived and was about to get up when a rifle bullet directly pierced his thigh.
"Ah! Ssi-bal!"
Li Zhongjiu endured the severe pain and shrank behind the wheel hub of a nearby commercial vehicle, gritting his teeth and cursing aloud.
Ssi-bal, there were actually two groups of people trying to kill him.
Choi Seong-do dodged the bullets coming from Outside in a sorry state. As the Organization's first-generation test subject, Choi Seong-do had undergone brain modification and was considered a half-step superhuman. His skill, marksmanship, and consciousness were no less than a top-tier special forces soldier.
Unfortunately, he was facing two top-tier Assassins from the Brotherhood of Assassins.
Although they couldn't perform ultra-long-range sniping, with two sniper rifles, they had forced Choi Seong-do into a desperate situation.
"Doctor, I need support..."
Ignoring Li Zhongjiu, Choi Seong-do flipped into a commercial vehicle, started the engine, and fled desperately.
Ssi-bal! Through the rearview mirror, Choi Seong-do watched the several cars relentlessly pursuing him. He called Doctor Bai while pressing the accelerator.
As for whether he would lead the enemy back to the Base, Choi Seong-do was confident that with the military force at the Base and those monsters there, they could annihilate this group of bastards.
Not only was Choi Seong-do confident about this, but Doctor Bai was also very confident.
Confident in the test subjects under her command.
One group pursued, one group fled, and Behind them, a hooded girl was quietly following on a motorcycle.
The Organization's Ancient Castle Base on the Outskirts of New York.
Dozens of Organization Gunmen stood ready.
(End of chapter)
Those were all her life's work.
The Scarface following Behind her had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his gaze brazenly surveying the Base's facilities and personnel.
"Doctor Bai, I heard you found that monster's whereabouts!"
Doctor Bai narrowed her eyes and asked, "Monster? Are you referring to?"
"Of course, Monster Number One!" The Scarface exhaled a puff of smoke: "Do you want me to take care of her? Headquarters has given the order to destroy all test subjects!"
Doctor Bai fanned away the smoke in front of her, looking at the Scarface sent by headquarters:
"Mr. Cui, there's still plenty of time before headquarters' deadline. If you have time, why not help me solve a problem first!"
"A problem!?" Mr. Cui frowned.
Doctor Bai explained, "There's a Golden Gate Group here in Seoul that has been funding our research. We help them eliminate competitors.
Some time ago, the Golden Gate Group's Chairman was assassinated, and several directors are vying for the Chairman's position. If it drags on too long, this year's research funding will have a shortfall."
"So, Doctor Bai, what do you mean?"
Doctor Bai took out two photos, handing them to Mr. Cui face down.
"Pick one. You take care of him, and the remaining one will be the Golden Gate Group's Chairman!"
Interesting. The scar on Mr. Cui's face twitched as he grinned, like a large centipede coiled on his face.
He casually picked one, flipped it over,
Looking at the person in the photos, Mr. Cui took a heavy drag from his cigarette, threw the half-smoked butt at his feet, and ground it out fiercely.
"I'll go do it now!"
Doctor Bai watched the Scarface leave with his men, her face gloomy. At this moment, the door of the sealed Laboratory Behind her suddenly opened.
A boy with a delicate appearance, looking like a young master from a high school, walked out.
"Do you want me to take care of him!"
The young master smiled at the direction Mr. Cui had left, drawing a finger across his neck.
Doctor Bai didn't speak, but a cold light flashed in her eyes as she stared in the direction Mr. Cui had left.
………………
Cheongnyangni, Li Zhongjiu walked into the elevator surrounded by several Subordinates.
"Still no information about that murderer?"
In the elevator, Li Zhongjiu was somewhat irritated and reached out to loosen his tie.
The Subordinate next to him quickly lowered his head and replied, "Boss, not yet. Our men are searching urgently!"
"Hurry up!"
Li Zhongjiu glared at the Subordinate. Just then, with a *ding*, the elevator door opened.
The elevator had descended to the Underground Garage.
Li Zhongjiu led his subordinates to his vehicle. The subordinate had just pulled open the car door.
A Voice sounded in the Underground Garage.
"Are you Li Zhongjiu?"
Li Zhongjiu, who was about to get into the car, stopped his action and turned around.
In the alternating light and shadow of the Underground Garage, several figures were slowly walking out of the shadows.
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a knife scar on his left cheek.
"Who are you?"
Li Zhongjiu looked at the several people in front of him, waving his hand to signal the subordinates Behind him to be wary. His men quickly drew their short blades.
"Assi-ba, stop dawdling, I finally waited for you, you son of a bitch!"
The Scarface cursed, and with a backhand, pulled out a handgun from behind his waist, aimed it at Li Zhongjiu, and pulled the trigger directly.
*Pfft pfft pfft pfft!*
The sound of the silenced pistol echoed in the Underground Garage. Li Zhongjiu rolled behind a black commercial vehicle, watching helplessly as his Subordinates fell one by one.
If a subordinate hadn't pushed him just now, he would have been shot into a honeycomb.
Ssi-bal, this is South Korea, not the Federation. Do Hitmen use guns directly now...
Who wants to kill him? Ding Qing? No, that's not his way of doing things, and that guy is still at the Metropolitan Police Department...
Jang Shouji? Could it be that son of a bitch?
Ssi-bal!
Li Zhongjiu listened to the sound of leather shoes getting closer and closer, gripping the dagger in his hand tighter and tighter. Years of experience fighting in the Underworld told him that begging for mercy at this time was useless. It was better to fight to the death and bite off a piece of the opponent.
Choi Seong-do chewed on chewing gum, squatting down to look at Li Zhongjiu hiding behind the Bunker. The scar on his face was like a wriggling centipede.
"Hey, you brat, don't waste my time. Come out and I'll give you a quick end, otherwise, I'll crush your bones little by little!"
Li Zhongjiu leaned against the car body, regulating his breathing, and gripping his short blade tightly.
"Ssi-bal!"
Choi Seong-do signaled, and two of the Organization's internal security men, holding guns with both hands, circled around from both sides.
*Bang bang!*
Two gunshots rang out. The two Gunmen fell to the ground instantly, a streak of blood red on their foreheads, the entire back of their heads blown open, revealing a glistening white mess.
Choi Seong-do flinched, immediately squatting down and shrinking behind a car's wheel.
"Who's there?" Choi Seong-do demanded sharply. The answer was a series of precise single shots.
7.62 caliber sniper rifle bullets accurately pierced the thin car body, killing the two Organization internal security men on the spot.
Choi Seong-do rolled between the vehicles in a sorry state, dodging the pursuit of the lethal bullets.
*Bang!*
Li Zhongjiu thought reinforcements had arrived and was about to get up when a rifle bullet directly pierced his thigh.
"Ah! Ssi-bal!"
Li Zhongjiu endured the severe pain and shrank behind the wheel hub of a nearby commercial vehicle, gritting his teeth and cursing aloud.
Ssi-bal, there were actually two groups of people trying to kill him.
Choi Seong-do dodged the bullets coming from Outside in a sorry state. As the Organization's first-generation test subject, Choi Seong-do had undergone brain modification and was considered a half-step superhuman. His skill, marksmanship, and consciousness were no less than a top-tier special forces soldier.
Unfortunately, he was facing two top-tier Assassins from the Brotherhood of Assassins.
Although they couldn't perform ultra-long-range sniping, with two sniper rifles, they had forced Choi Seong-do into a desperate situation.
"Doctor, I need support..."
Ignoring Li Zhongjiu, Choi Seong-do flipped into a commercial vehicle, started the engine, and fled desperately.
Ssi-bal! Through the rearview mirror, Choi Seong-do watched the several cars relentlessly pursuing him. He called Doctor Bai while pressing the accelerator.
As for whether he would lead the enemy back to the Base, Choi Seong-do was confident that with the military force at the Base and those monsters there, they could annihilate this group of bastards.
Not only was Choi Seong-do confident about this, but Doctor Bai was also very confident.
Confident in the test subjects under her command.
One group pursued, one group fled, and Behind them, a hooded girl was quietly following on a motorcycle.
The Organization's Ancient Castle Base on the Outskirts of New York.
Dozens of Organization Gunmen stood ready.
(End of chapter)
