The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Fu Dong couldn't remember exactly how long he had been kidnapped. After all, it had been a few days. Living in this room with no windows, no sun, and only lights, he could only rely on intuition to stop time. After all, I feel sleepy, so it should be after nine o'clock in the evening. According to the biological clock standard, this can be regarded as a skill.

Less than a year after being rescued by his father, he went round and round and fell into the hands of these people again. Sure enough, his heart was very important, otherwise he would not have been able to support him until he was thirty.

Tsk... So, is fate really destined, and you can't escape it or get rid of it?

This time it was because an old customer called and said that he got a batch of auto parts from Europe and the United States. It was the latest batch that was eliminated by the HY Group. All models were shipped back to him, and the prices were based on the original ones. An increase of 30%, but there is a condition, that is, you must go to your home to inspect the goods, for fear of being discovered by HY's domestic dogs.

With HY's methods, once they discover that Taobuan Auto Parts has been taken away by Huaxia, their first reaction is to kill all the secret agents they come into contact with. This is also an extreme blockade of Huaxia's auto parts technology in the country where HY is located.

Even so, if money and silk attract people's hearts, some people will still take risks.

This old customer was an old customer of the Fu family for more than ten years, and they had a very high degree of trust in each other. Fu Dong went without thinking too much.

only……

Ha ha……

Just like that, he was taken away from his home.

I remember the scene where the man was kneeling and begging for mercy, crying bitterly, kowtowing and apologizing, saying that neither he nor his family could die, so he had to pay the price and die, right?

Look, human nature is horribly selfish.

In the Tai'an International Hotel in Jiuling District, Guangzhou, several luxury imported black cars drove into the luxurious foyer. The uniformed parking doormen immediately came up to them and bowed to welcome them, but they did not dare to go overboard and help open the door because the bodyguards Not allowed.

More than a dozen bodyguards all stood in a row, and only a few men got out of the luxury car in the middle. Among them was a young man with glasses who was sitting in a wheelchair. Black sunglasses could not hide his pale face.

A man and a woman were carrying black packages, following the pushed young man in sunglasses from left to right, all the way into the hotel, while some of the bodyguards were clearing the way in front, and some were distracting the other three guards.

This scene, no matter how you look at it, is not ordinary.

They are foreigners, you can tell by their speaking voices.

"Lord, the donors have been arranged and today is the right time." On the sixth floor of the hotel, a man in black came forward and bowed and said.

The young man nodded, his face hidden by his glasses showing no emotion.

The man in black took over the position of the bodyguard and pushed the young man into the corridor on the right side of the hall. After several turns, he entered the room at the end.

Pushing the door and entering, it turned out to be a sterile room with extremely low temperature, operating table, lights, various instruments, and medicines. They were all placed on both sides of the operating table. Medical and nursing staff wearing sterile gowns were also in place. Seeing the young man coming in, everyone bowed respectfully to welcome him.

The young man glanced past and signaled that the man in black could leave. The four bodyguards who followed him followed, closed the door, put on sterile clothes and retreated to the corner. After that, medical staff came forward to help the young man change into sterile clothes. Take the patient's clothes and help carry the person to the operating table.

Next, a series of tests before surgery will take some time.

I saw one of the doctors and nurses walking inside to the wall, raising his hand and tapping rhythmically. The white wall split apart on both sides with a click, revealing a room.

The medical staff walked in, and not long after, two medical staff came out pushing a movable operating table. On it lay a handsome man quietly, his naked body covered by a sterile cloth. Eyes closed, silent.

"The donor is in place." With a voice, two operating tables were placed side by side.

The young man under the operating light also turned his head at this time, revealing a charming and stunning face, which looked like a woman. His long eyelashed black pupils were half-closed, looking at the unconscious man on the operating table on one side, turning purple. His lips raised high, he, Teng Yuan, will be reborn after today!

He wants to inherit his kingdom and build Tengyuan Yishang into the number one consortium in Asia and even the world!

With a faint smile, the anesthetic on his wrist was gradually pushed into his veins, he turned his head, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the moment of rebirth.

Outside the hotel gate, a group of uninvited guests wearing masks arrived.

Knowing that Fu Dong was upstairs, Fu Quan anxiously wanted to take someone in, but was intercepted when he reached the door.

"I'm sorry, Tai'an is not accepting guests today. Guests, please go back." The doorman was wearing a well-fitting uniform, with arrogance in his eyes, as if this hotel was his family business, and his face was full of arrogance.

"Tsk..." The girl wearing a mask in the crowd stepped forward. The doorman only heard a faint "tsk" and then lost consciousness.

"Go in, there's no time." Yuan Zhuan lowered his head and looked at the red line in his palm. A hint of sinister aura had covered the tail.

"Go, cover up the things that shouldn't be there." Before Yuan Zhuan entered the hall, a handful of small black paper figures were thrown out. Strangely, the small paper figures were floating in the air, but did not fall to the ground, like butterflies. Generally, they fly around and fly towards the cameras in every corner, and some, even like snakes, nimbly get into the cracks of some doors.

Security team members:...

Time was so tight that there was no chance to marvel.

"Speed ​​Travel Talisman! Take the stairs, hurry!" Yuan Zhuan gave the instruction, the Speed ​​Travel Talisman in his hand was already out, and the man in the blink of an eye disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The two people brought by Fu Quan were stunned, but they recovered quickly and followed Fu Quan towards the stairs.

In the sterile room, small black paper figures slipped in through the cracks in the door, and almost instantly, they rushed towards the eyes of the medical staff.

"Ah! What is it!!"

"What the hell?!"

"Hiss...what is that?!" I screamed several times, and the scalpel in my hand fell to the ground. Due to the sudden panic, all the instruments on the cabinet beside me were knocked over.

The doctor who fell to the ground panicked and tried to grab the unknown object from his eyes, but the coldness of his fingertips was like touching the skin of a dead person. The chill was overwhelming. At this moment, screams of extreme shock could be heard.

"Help!" In the sterile room, the doctors and bodyguards were in a mess. Except for the two people on the operating table who had fallen asleep under anesthesia, everyone else was falling everywhere like headless flies, groping around like crazy. Generally want to escape.

The leading bodyguard was the first to react and immediately took out the communicator in his pocket. Before he could pull it out, a prepared piece of black paper stuck to his hands. The rectangular communicator was pushed away by the paper man and fell. On the ground.

Unable to see, the bodyguard cursed and threw himself on the ground to fumble around for the communicator.

It was during this chaos that the door opened with a bang.

Someone is coming in! ! A lot of people! !

In a few seconds, all the chaotic people on the ground were under control. Yuan Zhuan walked in and immediately locked eyes with Fu Dong on the operating table. He glanced at the shallow knife mark on the heart with a cold expression, and he breathed a sigh of relief. .

fortunately! If you wait any longer, this unlucky boy will have to meet Granny Meng!

"Take people away."