At Walvis Bay International Airport, a private jet was allowed to land slowly.
When the plane came to a stop, an old man stepped out of the private jet.
The old man's face was gray and his cheeks were sunken as if he was beyond cure. Even when he walked, he had to rely on the support of two female assistants.
Behind the old man were more than a dozen bodyguards dressed in black. The group was so imposing that even the airport security could not help but look at them.
After passing through the immigration checkpoint, the old man and his group walked out of the airport.
Outside the airport, a row of cars was already waiting outside.
"Your Excellency Dlamini."
Brando led several members of the Black Security Service to greet them and bowed slightly. "Please come with me, Mr. Chen has been waiting for a long time."
"Brando, how are you living and working here?"
A wizened and twisted smile appeared on Dlamini's aged face. "If you're not satisfied, you're welcome to come home anytime..."
"Your Excellency Dlamini, you must be joking."
Brando frowned. "I'm fine here. Blacklight Biotechnology is my home."
"Is that so? That's really too much... Cough cough... Cough cough cough cough cough!"
Dlamini shook his head but before he could finish, he suddenly began coughing heavily.
As he coughed, bloody spittle flew out, causing Brando and his group to step back without batting an eyelid.
Dlamini smiled bitterly. "Cough cough, cough cough! Quick... Please take me to Mr. Chen, I don't know how much longer my body can hold on... "
Brando gave the people behind him a look and then smiled at Dlamini. "Alright, please come with me."
With that, he pulled open the back door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom at the front and ushered Dlamini inside.
Apart from Dlamini's two female assistants, the bodyguards all got into the car behind the Phantom.
After Brando got into the driver's seat, he immediately started the car. The row of cars drove along the newly built road in the direction of the research center.
As the car started moving, Dlamini looked at Brando's back in the front seat and could not help but feel a hint of gloom in his eyes.
Brando was personally adopted by him. When Brando was just a four or five-year-old child, the war destroyed his home and killed his parents. In the end, he was sold to Africa.
At the time, at the human trafficking market, Dlamini immediately took a liking to the fierce-looking Brando. He was only a few years old and was brought to a black ship from faraway Israel. Yet, he was able to survive the long ocean voyage. He was extraordinary in and of itself.
As it turned out, Dlamini's judgment back then was extremely accurate. Brando quickly stood out among the children and became more and more outstanding, becoming one of Dlamini's trump cards.
However, Dlamini did not expect that after hitching himself to God 'Forbidden, he did not even acknowledge him as his godfather.
Thinking of this, Dlamini felt a sweet taste in his throat. Suddenly, he coughed violently and spat out another mouthful of blood.
As Dlamini was, he, Dlamini's's Academy. and he cough. by, he was., he, he, Continent., he.
Brando glanced at the rearview mirror but was not surprised. After all, this was a common sight in Africa.
Terminal symptoms of AIDS.
Dlamini had spent his youth indulging in sensual pleasures every night. In a hellish place like Africa, Brando was not at all surprised that Dlamini had contracted this illness.
AIDS generally had an incubation period of about ten years. From the looks of it, Dlamini must have been infected when he was about fifty years old. It was just a coincidence that the outbreak happened...
The convoy quickly returned to the research center, but as soon as they entered the gate, there was already a group of medical personnel in medical protective suits pushing a stretcher waiting outside.
As the car came to a stop, the group of people pulled open the door and placed Dlamini on a stretcher. Then, they quickly rushed to the intensive care unit.
The bodyguard who got out of the car behind them wanted to follow them, but he was stopped by the medical staff on the side. "Everyone, the patient will receive effective treatment here, but because the patient has developed a very serious complication of tuberculosis, please come to the place we have prepared for isolation and observation."
Some of the bodyguards weren't willing at first, but Brando and the rest surrounded them from all directions.
Seeing this, the bodyguards were obediently sent into the isolation room.
Following that, several heavily guarded medical personnel carrying disinfectants sprayed the seat where Dlamini had been sitting. The medical personnel turned around and said, "Mr. Brando, please understand."
"We understand."
Brando nodded and led the group to another isolation room.
Several hours later, Chen Chen sat in his office with his legs crossed. The computer screen in front of him was playing the scene in Dlamini's ward.
At the same time, the printer began to print out a medical report.
Looking at the medical report in his hand, Chen Chen could not help chuckling.
This medical report included oral candida albicans infection, herpes zoster virus infection, tuberculosis, toxoplasmosis encephalopathy, septicemia, and so on.
The root cause was the HIV virus destroying the body's immune system.
It could be said that at this time, Dlamini was a factory for bacteria and virus propagation. His immune system had become a sieve, no longer able to stop these bacteria and viruses from spreading in his body.
At this point, based on the medical standards in Africa, Dlamini was basically sentenced to death. He would not live for more than half a month.
However, Dlamini thought of God's Forbidden Zone and this Eco Science City.
In the end, Dlamini offered a mission as a member of God's Forbidden Zone. If Eco Science City could cure him, he was willing to pay a huge price.
Chen Chen immediately replied that it was impossible to cure him. The medical supplies in the current world could not accomplish this task at all. However, Eco Science City could guarantee that his life would be extended by more than five years.
The price Chen Chen wanted Dlamini to pay was the billion dollar Tara Private Security Company.
Dlamini, who was staking it all on one throw, had no choice but to agree.
"Sir Godfather, Dlamini wants to see you." At this time, Little X's voice suddenly came from the speaker.
"No need. Just tell him that we'll do our best to save him."
Chen Chen stared at the medical report in his hand and gently retracted his right hand. However, the strange thing was that the medical report was still floating in front of Chen Chen.
Following that, one corner of the medical report folded up and the other corner followed suit, forming a triangular shape in the air.
After that, the triangular paper folded twice more and finally turned into a paper airplane. It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands controlling it from the void.
When the paper airplane was completely formed, Chen Chen blew on it. The paper airplane seemed to come to life and flew around the ceiling...
"In that case, do we need to form a research team to specifically study how to cure AIDS?" Little X asked.
"There's no need."
Chen Chen stared at the paper airplane that kept flying and said calmly, "Apart from the rare case of mother-to-child transmission, this is a disease that can be avoided by keeping one's body clean.
"Moreover, the blocking agent has already been developed. Coupled with various early-stage treatment methods, Dlamini still fell for it. I can only say that he's digging his own grave."
With that, Chen Chen snapped his fingers lightly. The paper airplane was immediately dismembered into countless fragments by an invisible force!
Watching the fragments falling from the sky, Chen Chen shook his head. "At first, I thought that this person still had the ability to have a bright future. I was prepared to support him and see if he could reach the heights of 'that person' in the future, but now it seems that there's no need for that."
With that, Chen Chen tossed the fragments into the trash can like he was throwing away garbage. He chuckled. "Little X, prepare to replace him."
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