The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Country T, Poissy Prison, an unknown room.

In the dimly lit room, a shadowless lamp for surgery was extraordinarily bright.

A muscular man was lying on the operating table. There were more than a dozen sensing electrode patches on Chiguo's body, and various data were displayed on the instrument screen next to him.

"Breathing and heart rate are normal!"

"Metabolism has slowed down compared to before, and the degree of neutralization of drug factors in the blood has reached the highest value!"

"The brain waves are normal, and the neural response speed of the auditory and visual systems is higher than normal!"

"Increased muscle strength with no signs of decline seen!"

Several staff members in white coats and masks quickly reported the test results of the equipment.

A man who was also wearing a mask but in a black suit had a smile in his eyes.

"This serum has taken us nearly 20 years of hard work, and today we finally see the light!"

Beside the man in the suit, stood an old man with gray hair, but on the face of the old man, there was no joy, but a hint of worry.

"Mr. Lei, I don't think the efficacy of the serum on the experimental subject is a sign of success."

The man in the suit frowned, "Professor Zhou, you have also seen that this experimental subject was very unstable before, and after using the serum every time, the muscles would return to normal after a while, and now it has been an hour, and he still maintains this condition." A strong body shape, and all the functions of the body have been strengthened, isn't this considered a success?"

The old man shook his head, "One thing you haven't noticed is that the nervous system of the experimental subject is different from the previous one, so the serum factors can directly act on the nervous system, thus stabilizing his current form."

"What's the difference? Isn't our serum changing his nervous system?"

The old man smiled wryly, then pointed to the two neural network diagrams on the display screen, and said, "Look, this is the state of the experimental subject twelve hours ago, and this is the state of the subject now, take a look."

The man in the suit stared at the screen for a long time before saying half-understanding: "It seems to be different. It used to be like a small tree, but now it looks like a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves."

The old man nodded, "That's right, the human body's neural circuits haven't evolved for tens of thousands of years, even if there are some mutations, they are very rare, but look at his current neural circuits, many places that shouldn't be connected are now gone. It's already worked out, it's completely like the result of evolution!"

"Then, could it be our serum that caused the evolution of the experimental subject?"

"There is absolutely no such possibility. This kind of serum is something that overdraws the potential of the human body. If used for a long time, it will cause premature aging and even sudden death of the user. It will not produce the effect of evolution at all."

"The only explanation is the needles inserted into his body by the prisoner who fought with him today!"

A dazed look flashed across the eyes of the man in the suit, and he nodded slightly.

"If this is the result of his needle, then this man is the key to the success of our serum. As long as his method is replicated, our 'Pioneer Project' will be successful."

The man in the suit smiled and said, "In this case, Professor Zhou, you should be happy. Why are you so sad?"

"I'm worried that if someone with ulterior motives gets the formula of the serum and creates a group of strengthened soldiers to start a war, it will be terrible!"

The man in the suit smiled slightly, and reached out to pat the old man's shoulder, "Don't worry, Professor Zhou, the serum formula will never leak out. Our confidentiality work has always been foolproof."

The old man sighed slightly, "I hope so! The purpose of my development of the serum is to enhance the physique of human beings and promote the evolution of the entire human race, not to—uh!"

A bloody arrow shot out from the old man's neck. The old man looked at the man in the suit in horror, covered his throat with his hands, opened his mouth a few times, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

"what--"

The staff in the room screamed and ran towards the only exit.

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The man in the suit held a pistol equipped with a silencer, and fired continuously at several white coats until the last bullet was fired, and then hung up the phone.

All the staff members fell on the way to the door, everyone was shot in the head, and no one survived.

The man in the suit put away his pistol, squatted down beside the old man, stretched out his hand to wipe the old man's dying eyes, and said with a smile, "I said before, our secrecy work is absolutely foolproof."

……

Early the next morning, the prison restaurant.

After Yang Chen led Zhao Baolong and a group of his subordinates into the restaurant, they immediately attracted the attention of all the prisoners.

Even the orangutan who was eating rice greeted Yang Chen with a smile, "Brother, you are here!"

One of Zhao Baolong's subordinates immediately yelled at the orangutan: "What the hell are you talking about Fei? What are you talking about? Who the hell is your big brother?!"

If it was in the past, this subordinate would never dare to treat the orangutan with this attitude, because let alone whether he can eat or not, the big brother behind the orangutan is the murderer Carlo!

But at this time, the orangutan was treated like this by Zhao Baolong's subordinates, but he didn't dare to show a trace of anger on his face. Instead, he still smiled and nodded.

Yang Chen didn't even look at the orangutan, and walked directly to the dining area.

The prisoners on the road, after seeing Yang Chen approaching, hurriedly dodged to give way, and some directly changed tables with their dinner plates in order to stay away from Yang Chen.

After Yang Chen sat down, Zhao Baolong's subordinates immediately brought the plate to Yang Chen.

What was placed on the dinner plate was no longer moldy bread and vegetable soup, but a standard Chinese meal with four dishes and one soup.

Seeing Yang Chen's suspicious gaze, Zhao Baolong quickly explained: "I was afraid that these guys would put medicine in your food, so I bribed the guards and bought some from outside."

Yang Chen sniffed the food, and said to Zhao Baolong: "Share the food and let the brothers eat together."

Several subordinates hurriedly declined, Yang Chen's face sank when he saw this.

"The rules of the Hongmen family make it clear that Hongmen brothers have the same clothes, food, and money. Now you want me to eat, and you are watching from the side. This is trying to trap me in injustice. Is it?"

The few people heard Yang Chen's seriousness, not only didn't feel any displeasure, but they felt a strong warmth in their hearts, this big brother, follow suit!
"Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear that elder brother said to sit down and eat together?"

Zhao Baolong said another sentence, and then the few people sat down and ate together with Yang Chen.

"By the way, do you have any news from Carlo?"

"died."

"died?"

Yang Chen frowned immediately: "How did you die?"

"I heard from a doctor in the infirmary that after he arrived in the infirmary yesterday, he went crazy again and killed several doctors in a row. In the end, several guards shot together and beat him into a sieve."

Yang Chen pondered for a moment, then immediately shook his head, "No, he's not dead."

"It shouldn't be. Yesterday our brother saw with his own eyes that several corpses were carried out. Besides Carlo, who would dare to kill the prison doctor here!"

"Who told you the news?"

"Well, a prison guard told me."

"This prison guard, did you take bribes?"

"That's not it."

"Did he take the initiative to tell you?"

"No, it's just that during the rounds at night, someone called him, and when he answered the phone—"

Having said this, Zhao Baolong stopped suddenly, and suddenly said: "No, prison guards are not allowed to bring mobile phones during working hours!"

Yang Chen nodded, "That's right, he let you hear it on purpose, so I concluded that Carlo is not dead."

"But what if he used the mobile phone illegally? Besides, why did he let me hear the news?"

"How far is the infirmary from your cell?"

"It's just downstairs, what's wrong?"

"The prison guards here use standard M4 carbines. In this kind of gatehouse with iron bars, as long as one shot is fired, the whole building can hear it. You said Carlo was beaten into a sieve. How could we Can't hear the gunfire?"

"Yup!"

Zhao Baolong suddenly realized, but then he said puzzled: "But these prison guards really have no reason to make up stories for us! Carlo is not dead, so where did he go?"

"This question, I will ask the warden now, I believe he can give me some useful information."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen got up, walked directly under a surveillance camera, and gestured with the middle finger.

"Let the warden come to see me, I'll give him 3 minutes, once the time is up, I'll take everyone with me, jailbreak!"