On the quality improvement of Omega agents

"Breakpoint No. [-] is already under the control of the special task force, and it is now undergoing a secret interrogation." The black-haired man's voice was flat, and the meeting room was silent for a while.

The top executives of the CIA were sitting together in a meeting, and obviously no one expected Bruce to suddenly bring up this matter.It is not uncommon for agents to defect in the CIA, but it is definitely not something that all officers are willing to mention. What does the code name "Breakpoint No. [-]" mean? I am afraid that none of the people here are clear.

Bruce glanced at several people lightly, and he said, "The breakpoint plan will be completely stopped for rectification. What's your opinion?"

Several senior officials of the CIA were astonished in their hearts while seriously echoing.The breakpoint project was a project established by Bruce Stewart. Now that there are defected agents, coupled with the madness of Breakpoint No. [-], the Pentagon is pressing every step of the way. Obviously, it has reached the point where it has to be abandoned.Watching the CIA legend cut off his own arm, they were naturally happy to see it happen.

Bruce said in a deep voice: "Since everyone has no objection, then it's decided like this." He paused slightly, still expressionless: "The breakpoint plan is completely stopped, the files of the experimenters are sealed, and all the experimental products—— "

"Clear them all."

confinement room.

The blond man lazily watched the changing images on the CCTV and yawned.The miserable white light made him shed physiological tears.The bulge of Randall's abdomen could no longer be covered by the loose placket, and the bulge made his movements surprisingly clumsy.

He was granted the right to move around freely in the room, but obviously this was of no help to leaving this place. His body became more and more tired, and the "drag" of the abdomen made it difficult for the blonde agent to fight to the death.So he didn't bother to spend too much energy and strength thinking about how to escape from here, he paced and exercised in this tightly sealed room every day, and then lay down on that soft bed to rest.

The child hasn't moved since he came back from Russia, probably because he was tossing hard.It is not easy to survive, for Randall, and for the life tied to him.

But he had to try his best to keep the kid alive, after all, the brat didn't do anything wrong to him, Randall thought through gritted teeth.

In fact, this "little brat" exists precisely because of his reckless behavior.Randall's hand slid down from the swell, which could already feel the tightness of his stomach.Although he didn't want to admit it, the feeling of having his own flesh and blood in his stomach was indeed a very wonderful thing.A heart tempered by so many killings, calculations, betrayals and deaths softened inexplicably.

Bruce walked in through the door.

The expression on Randall's face changed suddenly, and all the softness at that moment just disappeared, leaving only a lazy and indifferent look.

Bruce looked at him for a second or two, then just smiled.

"Long time no see, Randall." The dark-haired man said.

Randall lay on the bed with his head tilted, and he looked at Bruce: "Yeah." It seemed that he didn't see the almost turbulent emotions in the man's eyes.

Bruce paused, hiding the churning light in his brown pupils, and he didn't speak.Randall raised his eyebrows in surprise, and he found that he didn't hate such silence.

Randall just looked at the man who was suddenly silent, leaned down quickly, and kissed his lips.

The blond agent didn't even have time to react, he was shocked by the sudden and surprisingly violent kiss, he responded somewhat passively, breathing slowly and rapidly.

"Well……"

Randall sighed lowly. He watched the lips of the two people move away from each other, and looked up to meet Bruce.

"Don't plan to leave here." The black-haired man spit out a word in a low voice, and then he completely opened the distance between the two, straightened his body, and looked down at his prey. "Don't plan to leave me."

After speaking, Bruce Stewart turned and left.

Randall watched the corner of Bruce's black windbreaker disappear from the door of the room, and rubbed his lips hard with the back of his hand.

That person was too close, and he saw his own shadow in the amber pupils.And for a split second, Randall found himself shamefully content.

The blond man closed his eyes, hiding his shock.

Another person came in from outside the door, Randall raised his eyes lazily, it was Rot.

The blond man slowly clenched his fingers, his face still had a lazy expression, and there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Agent No. [-]." Rot said first.

Randall watched him walk in, and pulled out a cold smile: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to be alive."

Rot didn't care about the other party's vigilance towards him. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "To each other." He thought that Randall's betrayal would bring about a fatal disaster, but he didn't expect this blonde agent to be so attached to the legend of the CIA. important. ——It is so important that the man who has always been strong and pursues power will destroy the entire breakpoint plan for him.There was a flash of calculation in Rott's eyes, he underestimated Bruce's friendship with this person.

How unbelievable that Bruce Stewart actually has a heart.

He could make good use of this, Root slyly remembered Bruce's whispered threat before he entered the room - "Don't try to tell our deal, Mr. Root, you know the consequences."

Thinking of this, Rot showed a hypocritical smirk, and he said slowly: "Don't get excited, Mr. No. [-], I'm here to check your body." His eyes turned around Randall's swollen abdomen , faintly with excitement, "After all, you are not alone now."

Randall couldn't avoid raising his chin to meet Rott's gaze. He looked coldly at the beta man with a frenzied look on his face: "Don't try to do anything extra to this kid, I think you should know it too." He said The meaning of the threat here was very clear, and traces of killing intent emanated from the sea-blue pupils so hard that even Rot could not help but flinch.

But Beta, who had already fallen into madness in his "research", did not shrink back because of this, but showed a thoughtful look.The blond man's weakness is not obvious yet, but it is obvious that he is no longer the incomparably powerful ace agent killing machine who can end his life easily.His physical fitness is slowly declining.But the aura on his body remained undiminished.Roth has seen many alphas who have undergone drug modification finally decline due to drug abuse, and their spirits will collapse along with their bodies until they die.

But the killing intent in the blond agent's eyes almost made her feel a chill down the back of her spine, as if he could really break her neck at any time.Like a wounded beast, as long as there is still breathing, it can pose a fatal danger.Rot rolled his eyes, and he had a good inference. ——The desire to protect from the "maternal womb" made this man who had his claws and teeth pulled out, and even imprisoned and lost his freedom, never give up resistance from the beginning to the end.Physical strength may be weakened, but his spirit will not dissipate.

This beast will fight to the last drop of blood for his child.

"If you want this child to be safe, it's best not to think about leaving here." Rott said in a flat voice. He glanced at Randall, but found that the blond man also looked calm, as if he had no intention of leaving the prison. trap him in a cage.

"I know." Randall smiled coldly, and he said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Roth grinned with his teeth bared, which made him look eerie. "I want to know, how would Mr. Breakpoint Three want me to explain your medical condition to Chief Stewart?"

He looked at the blond man leaning on the bed like a threatened beast, exuding a dangerous aura from his whole body.

Randall: "You know I still have the strength to keep you out of this room." He looked at Rot, "He doesn't need to know."

Rot raised his eyebrows: "I don't need to know anything. If you want to keep this child, you have to stop using the strengthening agent, and stopping the drug will weaken your body until you die, or you didn't intend to let him know that you intend to The decision to trade your own life for this child?"

Randall's expression was calm, and he didn't see the tension of being seen through at all.He fiddled with his fingers slowly, seemingly having a great time, thinking about the 100 ways to kill Rott quietly.

Rot swallowed his saliva. He looked at the murderous Randall, tried to suppress his uneasiness, and smiled softly: "You really look like that officer."

Randall raised his chin, listening to Rott slowly add the following sentence.

"In deceiving each other."