Scientists are always a bunch of crazy guys. If you don’t have the best materials like Zhang Hu’en’s hands, the consequences can be imagined. If you weren’t afraid that he would die like this, you would probably not even prepare this cell for him.

An iron bed and five 25cm thick iron chains tied all Zhang Hu'en's hands, feet and neck. A chair was of course not for him to sit on.

"Have a meal!"

The Falmer, dressed in the costume of a church priest, threw the iron plate in front of Zhang Hu'en. Zhang Hu'en, who was weak all over, looked at the two tomatoes and an apple on the plate, laughing and crying. He used him as a test subject, fearing that he would die and run away. He injected him with forbidden water every day, and only provided various fruits. If he really couldn't do it, he injected him with a small amount of glucose according to the dosage. This kind of day made Zhang Hu'en feel that he had chosen the wrong choice. It was obviously a low-end world, but he had to endure so much pain. Can he step on shit when he went out without looking at the old calendar?

Falmer moved his chair and sat in front of Zhang Hu'en, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, vomited a cigarette ring into the air, and said:

"If I were you, I apologize to the director. Maybe there is still a possibility of going out?"

Zhang Hu'en looked up at Falmo and found that his right hand was placed on his chest, holding a stack of cards the size of a cigarette box in his hand. The first card reads in small letters of fly head:

"Don't be surprised, don't make a focused expression. If you want to escape, eat a tomato."

Zhang Hu'en inadvertently glanced at the monitor on the corner of Falmo's back and buried himself in the first tomato.

Falmer breathed a sigh of relief and dexterously used his right hand to pull out the second card.

"Long story short, I can help you escape, but we need to cooperate."

Opened the third card again:

"If you promise, eat the apple and use your best efforts to smash the tomatoes into my head."

Zhang Hu'en chewed off the apple and threw the tomato at Falmer with the remaining power. Falmer did not dodge or avoid it, allowing the tomato to turn his face red.

"You bastard!"

Falmer kicked Zhang Hu'en's stomach twice, and threw a card into Zhang Hu'en's mouth before the two guards rushed in.

The guards forked Falmer out, and Kosauer, who was guarding outside, burst into laughter, performing his best to do so. Falmer didn't care and waved his hand and said to wash up.

Zhang Hu'en turned over, left his back to the monitor, and quietly spit out the card, expanding:

"At 2 a.m., listen to the explosion, swallow the card, remember."

Who is he? This doesn't matter. As long as he can restore his freedom, it doesn't matter what Zhang Hu'en does. He waited, quietly, and didn't know how long it took. Boom! The explosion from far to near made his hair stand up all over his body. He quickly swallowed the card, as if it had scratched the esophagus, but he endured the difficulty.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

An inexplicable explosion occurred in the material warehouse, and the vital signs of the test subjects suddenly fell sharply. Director Marshall, who received the notice, was lying on his own bed and was warm with his twelve wives.

The furious Marshall immediately called the supervisor Campbell and told him that there were three giant computers in the material warehouse that recorded many precious information. Although the information was backed up to thirteen states across the country, if the information leaked, he, the director of the f-force, would definitely be dismissed. Mr. Campbell, just wait to go to the secret court.

"Hurry, let Pankoke and the others work hard to fight the fire. If the equipment cannot be rescued, I will guarantee that all of them will be destroyed!"

"What should I do if the test subjects?"

"Do you still need me to teach? Send it to the emergency center right away."

"But we have no extra staff anymore. You know, the first, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh teams are all on the mission, and I don't recommend using ordinary people to escort the test items."

"Who else? I don't believe that all the people in the X game have gone out?"

"Well, there are only Kosauer, who has been helping with the logistics and has not been assigned to the team, and his deputy Falmer."

"...Okay, although these two people are a little coward, they are always professionals. Just in case, let them bring double portions of Forbidden God Water. Although the test items are important, they are only of scientific research value in the end. I will notify the guard immediately and you will get the order to transfer them immediately."

"Okay, Mr. Director, I'll make arrangements right away."

The phone was hung up with a "slap". Supervisor Campbell turned around in a cold sweat, handed over the order to cover the supervisor's seal, and said with a charming smile:

"Your Excellency, look, I have done what I have ordered."

"Okay, I won't go back on my word, just have a good sleep."

Falmer pointed at Campbell's forehead and he immediately fell softly to the ground. Outside the supervisor's office, Kosher watched Falmer come out, showing off to him with two orders in his hand, feeling ashamed.

During dinner at night, Falmer, who had always been taciturn, suddenly told him that he could help him get the order to transfer from the logistics team to the first team. He also laughed at whether he had received too many calls from the Lord recently and had some unrealistic fantasies.

Unexpectedly, the young man forced himself to the headquarters and approached the office of the supervisor whom everyone usually called Vietnam Conglin. It seems that the young man is becoming more and more hidden.

Kosauer hurriedly walked up to ask:

"How is it? How is it?"

"Congratulations, the director agreed to transfer you to the third team, and hopes that you will immediately rush to the material warehouse to rescue the information. This is your transfer order."

Kosauer took the order and looked at it, then smiled happily:

"Hahahaha, it's been fifteen years. I've been waiting for this day for fifteen years. The director finally recognized my ability. Brother, how are you?"

Falmer held the sunglasses frame and said as if he was shy:

"Brother, you know, I am just a Catholic monk and I don't have any extraordinary abilities, so I still belong to the logistics."

Kosher patted Falmo's shoulder sympathetically and said:

"Brother, don't worry, when I become the captain of Team 3, I will definitely transfer you here. Oh, by the way, I should go to the team to report, don't forget, I will treat you to breakfast later."

Watching Kosauer leave with a smile, Falmer took off his sunglasses, and the corners of his mouth unnaturally turned into a sarcastic smile.

Zhang Hu'en knew that he had been moved out and placed it in the back seat of a car. Then he kept hearing the sound of the vehicle moving. After a while, a pungent smell woke him up. He gradually regained his movements. He looked outside the car window. A bridge across the sea was above his head. The lights in the city of New York were flashing in the distance, making Zhang Hu'en feel as if he had returned to that real world.

Falmer, the young man who was once punched by himself, was leaning against the car door and smoking. When he saw Zhang Hu'en get out of the car, he threw a Marlboro over.

"Thanks."

“Sometimes, smoking can make a person think about some issues calmly.”

"I don't have a fire."

Two men with their own stories lit a cigarette and leaned against the car door under the Prince Bridge. Looking at the night, Zhang Hu'en first opened the silent deadlock:

"Purpose?"

"cooperate."

"Why?"

Falmer took out the controller of the imprisonment bracelet, held it in his hand and shook it, saying:

"My abilities, in addition to my super recovery, are just the ability to steal."

Zhang Hu'en said disdainfully:

"You just want to use it to threaten me?"

Who knew that Falmer had no such intentions. He threw the controller at his feet and slashed it hard. Then he said with a smile:

"You are free, and each set of imprisonment bracelets has only one corresponding controller."

This shocked Zhang Hu'en, and he asked in confusion:

"Why? Haven't you ever thought about controlling me?"

"I thought about it, but I said that what I want is a companion who can cooperate with the work, not a slave who will always give me a knife behind my back."

Zhang Hu'en nodded, walked towards the embankment under the bridge, and came to the embankment. Looking at the rushing sea water under the bridge, he turned around and said:

"I don't want to owe you a favor, so I will help you, but you have to help me too."

"I know, I know, your lover Molisa, I have her complete set of information, but it may be difficult for you to accept my request."

"Tell me, look."

"It's very simple. You can't kill monsters like werewolf or vampires in the future?"

“…I can’t do this.”

"I think you don't understand what I mean, I mean: You can beat them to paralyzed or brain disability, no matter how you abuse them, but it must be me who killed them in the end. Do I understand? For example..."

"That is to say you want to be the one who digs out the heart!"

"Yes, it's completely correct! But please note that depending on different monsters, the method of killing in the end is different. I will explain this in the future cooperation process."

"I see."

"Are you sure you understand?"

"Yes, you'd better tell me about Molisa's whereabouts immediately, so that our cooperation can start soon."

"Okay, but do you have money?"

"What do you want money?"

"You have to know that the place we are going is a ghost place with the title of banknote shredder."

Zhang Hu'en looked at New York City, which was almost dawn but was still noisy, and patted Falmer confidently and said:

"How much do you want, wrap it with me!"

Today is a disaster day for major banks in New York. Early in the morning, when managers of various banks opened their vaults, they found that the cash and gold bricks marked with American marks had disappeared. The 350cm manganese steel alloy wall in the vault was drilled open by a powerful drill bit, showing a circular gap of one meter in diameter. The reinforced cement layer 10 meters above the ground was more like tofu blocks and neatly placed in the alley behind the bank.

Falmer sat excitedly in the first class cabin, stroking the ring he wore on his left index finger from time to time, 1248662400000 bills worth $100 and 1255 tons of high-purity gold, all of which were lying obediently in his space ring.

I'm rich, I'm rich.

Falmer shouted in his heart more than once, but then he looked at Zhang Hu'en, who was sitting aside and pretending to sleep. When he took out the ring to pretend to be these things, Zhang Hu'en showed great curiosity, which made Falmer uneasy. After all, what if the other party asked for his own ring? This is one of the three saints of the Catholic Society.
Chapter completed!