A black shadow flitted past the entrance, and one of the two guards at the entrance was hit in the abdomen. He fell to the ground, and the weapon in his hand was taken away by the attacker.
Under the rapid sound of the alarm, all eyes were focused on the intruder.
Several guards stood in front of Mr. House at this moment. The person who seemed to be the platoon leader of the guards quickly gave out orders. The next moment, several tongues of fire lit up, and several straight streams of bullets rained down on the intruder at the same time.
However, the intruder was unusually agile. Like a huge black cat, she found cover in an instant.
"What's going on? Why is there an intruder?" Mr. House looked flustered and exasperated as he looked at Jimmy angrily.
Jimmy shook his head and furrowed his brows. He seemed to be puzzled about the intruder as well.
However, there was only one intruder, and there were quite a number of well-armed guards. Naturally, they were not afraid. At this time, under the command of the captain, the seven guards began to close in on the intruder's bunker.
At this time, she, who was hiding behind the cover, glanced at the weapon in her hand: Kalashnikov 1974.
"So this is the weapon of this civilization …" She lowered her head and muttered. Then, her finger quickly drew a dark red imprint on the handle of the gun. When the imprint was completely integrated into the gun, it had a special characteristic that was similar to a 'life'.
In the next moment, her finger quickly drew two other imprints on the boots. After that, she slowly exhaled, bent her body, and exerted force!
Behind the cover, a black shadow leaped out at an extremely fast speed. Before anyone could react, they heard the sound of bullets bursting out like firecrackers!
The sound of gunshots rang out rapidly and paused for a moment … It seemed that there were only seven shots, but the seven guards who surrounded the intruder fell to the ground one after another. The seven guards were all shot in the forehead, almost in the same place. They were all killed in one shot.
Seven shots in a row while running, and they all hit the same spot on the guard, killing him in one shot … Most of the researchers might not be able to see the trick, but the rest of the guards here were different.
Almost at the same time, all the guards felt a chill. The captain gritted his teeth and became incomparably dignified. "Everyone, be careful. This person may have been trained as a top secret agent … Escort the boss away immediately!"
"Secret service …" Mr. House frowned. "Could it be that they've found us …"
Mr. House's mind raced, but he didn't suspect anything at this point. Under the escort of several guards, he quickly headed for another passageway.
However, the intruder did not intend to give up so easily. She jumped out again and ran on the wall as if she was defying gravity. The Kalashnikov 1974 in her hand spat out bullets like crazy!
Every time a bullet was fired, a guard fell to the ground silently. When there were only three bullets left in the Kalashnikov 1974's magazine, there was only one guard left at the scene: the captain of the guards.
She also ended her unbelievable run on the wall and jumped to the ground. She held the Kalashnikov 1974 casually as if she was holding a long sword and walked over step by step.
The team leader stood in front of Mr. House, while the other researchers were already hugging their heads in fear and hiding in various places.
Mr. House took a deep breath. Although his face was pale, he still maintained his composure to the greatest extent … The situation in front of him was not as dangerous as the war he participated in when he was young, but it was not much different.
"Who sent you here?" Mr. House stared at the intruder and asked in a low voice.
"No one." She shook her head casually. "I don't have anyone behind me. I'm just here to solve a problem."
"Is there a conflict of interest between us?" Mr. House asked again in a low voice.
"Not at the moment, and in the future … naturally not." Her lips curved slightly under the silver eye mask, and she slowly raised the assault rifle in her hand.
"What do you want? Wealth, status, or technology? I can give you all of them. "
Cold sweat broke out on Mr. House's forehead. "As long as you stop this violent behavior … no matter how powerful you are, as long as I seal this place, you can't escape. I spent ten years building this place. "
"That's hard to say …" She shrugged. "Didn't I come in without a key? This place can't trap me. "
"She's out of bullets —!"
The captain suddenly shuddered and pressed the trigger without hesitation — the Kalashnikov 1974's bullet capacity was limited. The number of guards who had fallen flashed through his mind. He absolutely did not believe that the intruder could not miss a single shot or waste a single bullet while running on the wall in such an unbelievable manner!
Bang —!!
"Yes!"
"How is that possible …"
The one who fell was … the captain of the guards, who had been through hundreds of battles.
Mr. House was shocked. Seeing the intruder walk directly toward him, he was even more terrified. The guards had fallen, and he had lost everything he relied on.
"Please don't be impulsive." Mr. House retreated and soon retreated to the front of the huge container. His eyes were searching … searching for someone who could help him.
But all the researchers were hiding at the moment. Even though they quietly poked their heads out to watch, they obviously did not dare to make a move — at the same time, Mr. House saw his personal assistant, Jimmy, who had also found cover and was only poking his head out.
Their eyes met, and it was not difficult for Mr. House to see panic and hesitation in Jimmy's eyes.
Finally, she walked in front of Mr. House and pressed the Kalashnikov 1974 directly against Mr. House's chest, directly tearing the old man's last bit of strength to pieces.
His breathing became rapid, his face became pale, and his body trembled.
Her gaze moved from Mr. House to the observation hole in the container's shell, looking at the thing inside.
"You guys seem to be in charge of this kind of technology … cloning? Is that right? " A smile appeared on her face. "If I'm not wrong, the thing inside is your clone, right?"
"We have something to discuss, don't we, Madam?" Mr. House keenly caught the other party's interest in talking.
She said indifferently, "If I remember correctly, real human cloning is not allowed for the time being … You're dying, aren't you?"
At this point, Mr. House gradually became less afraid. He nodded, his eyes filled with desire and fear — the gaze of a drowning man. "You'll never understand an old man's reluctance to live and his fear of death … If I had the ability, why wouldn't I try?"
"I'm not interested in whether you're dying or not." She shook her head, smiled, and said, "I'm interested in the way life is replicated … Has he gained consciousness?"
Mr. House wanted to keep quiet, but the muzzle on his chest exerted some force. He could only say helplessly, "His body structure is stabilizing, and we've already detected brain waves … The cerebral cortex has begun to become active last month. We speculate that he should have gained consciousness."
"Is that so?" She said indifferently, "You probably haven't mastered the method of consciousness transfer yet … Then even if you create a clone of yourself, it'll only be a new life. It won't be able to extend yourself at all …"
Mr. House kept quiet.
She suddenly sneered and said, "To be honest, I prefer honest people. There are still some things you haven't said, right … Gene 0. "
"How did you know!" Mr. House raised his head abruptly.
"You don't have to worry about that." She shook her head, then patted Mr. House's cheek with the muzzle of the gun. "Let your researchers complete the last step. I also want to see your technology."
As she said that, the moment Mr. House lowered his head in contemplation, she suddenly kicked Mr. House's knee, causing him to kneel on the ground. At the same time, she grabbed his arm, reached out, and pulled out a black pistol from behind Mr. House's waist. "Remember to be honest."
This was the last thing Mr. House could rely on … At this moment, his face was ashen. He really couldn't figure out the purpose of this intruder. "Doctor, come out, continue the experiment!"
But how would the researchers dare to come out?
She instantly pointed the pistol at the ceiling and fired two shots in succession. Her cold voice rang out. "My marksmanship is very accurate … Can you try?"
Finally, a younger researcher slowly walked out from his hiding place, trembling.
A strange scene happened. An intruder killed all the guards here in just a few minutes and took control of everything here.
Someone tried to sneak out during the chaos, but at the exit, the door couldn't be unlocked — even the password was useless.
The intruder, who was wearing a leather jacket, calmly sat in front of a table. She crossed her legs and looked around, eating the chocolate candy that was originally on the table. The ground was littered with the corpses of the guards. The researchers continued their work silently.
Jimmy looked at the mysterious woman as he moved to Mr. House's side … Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him, he heaved a sigh of relief and helped Mr. House up.
"Bo … Boss?"
"Don't act rashly …" Mr. House shook his head slightly. Then, he took a deep breath and said seriously, "Help me over."
Jimmy nodded and supported Mr. House as they slowly walked towards this mysterious and terrifying woman … but a look of doubt flashed across his eyes.
Mr. House came to the mysterious woman and asked in a low voice, "How much do you know about the No.0 gene?"
"In the world, only a small number of people carry this gene," she said slowly. She said slowly, "There is no pattern to its appearance, and the person who carries it has nothing in common. It could be a genius, it could be a madman, it could also be an ordinary cleaner … Similarly, no matter how outstanding a person is, they might not necessarily have it. Therefore, the No.0 gene became a gene that couldn't be replicated, but it seems that it can be artificially created. And this is the key to your new life, right? "
Mr. House was silent and slowly sat down with Jimmy's help. "Once upon a time, there was a very outstanding biologist. I regarded him as the greatest genius of this century. When he was participating in the Human Genome Atlas Project, he accidentally discovered the existence of the No.0 gene. But this discovery would turn the entire world upside down … He settled for the next best thing and didn't announce this discovery. Instead, he used the discovery of the No.0 gene to reverse engineer the genetic composition of human matter, pushing the human genetic chain to the limit. "
As he spoke, Mr. House observed the invader's expression. Seeing that she was indifferent, he continued, "This genius risked his life for this extreme discovery and won the award from six years ago. I was very interested in this discovery of his, so I contacted him and was willing to fund more research. But at the same time, another force seemed to have their eyes on him … "
The invader only unwrapped the candy again and put another piece of chocolate into her mouth.
Mr. House said, "This mysterious force was far more terrifying than I imagined … But they didn't seem to have reached into China, so I had no choice but to transfer all the funds here and continue to let this genius scholar continue his research … Finally, when this research was completed, they suddenly appeared."
She said casually, "And then your hard-won results were taken away by this force just like that, right?"
Mr. House sneered and said, "Isn't that so?"
She suddenly laughed and said, "Old man, don't tell me you think I'm one of them?"
"You're not?" Mr. House frowned.
"Whatever you think." She shrugged. "According to what you said, this mysterious force had already taken away the results … Then what happened after that? You still continued this research?"
Mr. House nodded. "That time, I suffered heavy losses. That genius scholar was also taken away … But fortunately, a few of his students escaped. I spent a lot of time reorganizing the laboratory and continuing the original experiment … It's just that the most crucial part was missing. I only found it recently. Only then did this research have a chance of success. "
"I'm afraid that force has already succeeded in the experiment." She sneered.
"I don't care if they succeeded early or not." Mr. House shook his head. "As long as my own experiment succeeds, it's fine."
"More or less." She sneered and said, "Anyway, I've seen a lot of people like you who are about to die. They're about to start searching for immortality when they're about to die …"
"What exactly do you want to do?" Strangely, it wasn't Mr. House who spoke this time, but Jimmy.
His gaze was fixed on the mysterious woman's face as if he wanted to see through her.
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