Chapter 220 That's It?

When the jackal targeted her, and the cruel killing intent was undisguised, Bella judged that this strange guy was the enemy.

A dog's head, a human body? She wanted to say something, Professor Miles, you are very good at playing!

The speed of the jackal is not slow, but that is compared with Professor Miles Warren. It is actually limited by the structure of muscles and bones. It can only exert the speed of an ordinary human special soldier. In Bella's view, it is simply too slow. Not anymore.

Leaning sideways to let the claws strike, pressing down on the jackal's waist with his right hand, while raising his left foot high, he suddenly exerted force, stepping on the guy's neck and stomping it under his feet.

She used great strength, and stepped on the key part of the back of the neck. The jackal passed out without humming.

Looking at Professor Miles Warren's horrified eyes, Bella smiled pretentiously: "Call the police? The FBI? What are you asking them to do? Professor Warren, are you in a hurry?"

what can i do? It's the guy under your boot that matters!

The middle-aged professor's mouth was wide open, and there was surprise in his eyes. The jackal he made meticulously was beaten down by passers-by so easily?

At this time, Miles Warren hadn't had a crush on Marvel heartthrob Gwen Stacy, didn't know Peter Parker, and didn't kill his colleagues. His evil personality was showing signs of long-term crazy experiments. , But far from the time of birth, he is still a normal person.

He was a little scared, and Bella was more terrifying than the jackal just now in his heart.

"Professor Warren, I am here with sincerity and want to hire you for scientific research."

Bella talked about her intentions, and then kicked the unconscious jackal to the side with a random kick like she kicked away a small animal.

This ferocious monster was bleeding from his nose and mouth. Even though he was in a coma, the nerves in his hands and feet were still shaking subconsciously, which was obviously badly injured.

Miles Warren is not a doctor, but he knows more about jackals than anyone in this world. With just a glance, he can see that the spine of this experimental subject has been seriously injured. Whether it can be restored to its original state depends on God meant it.

He wanted to categorically refuse and then kick Bella away, but he really didn't dare.

Crazy is also divided into objects, who can go crazy in the face of a tiger or a lion with bare hands? There is only one clown, and this one is still mostly open and hanging, and normal people can't reach that level.

"You, what do you want me to...let me study?" Warren asked nervously.

Bella's answer was expected and reasonable to him.

"Biochemical humans, biochemical weapons, and of course, clones and cloned organs will be involved in the future."

Miles Warren stood up tremblingly. Seeing that Bella didn't have any offensive movements, she seemed to be very good at talking. He tapped his wife and children on the shoulders and told them to go back to the room.

The young woman named Monica didn't dare to look up at all, hugging her six-year-old son, the two returned to the room tremblingly, and then gently closed the door.

Although it was just a fragile wooden door, in Professor Miles Warren's heart, it added an indescribable sense of security.

He forced himself to calm down, instead of looking at the half-crippled jackal, he looked at Bella carefully.

For someone his age, the first reaction to looking at people is to judge age.

So young! Young means unreliable, at least in the minds of many middle-aged and elderly people.

Miles Warren likes that kind of sweet-looking, gentle and considerate woman in his heart. His current wife is this type. After his wife died, Gwen Stacy met this type, and Bella? Just watching her kick the jackal into a serious injury, you know that she is not compatible with sweetness and thoughtfulness...

"That...I need to think about it." He was using the strategy of delaying the army, preparing to fool Bella away first, then escape from New York with his wife and children, and find a place to hide away from the emperor.

Of course Bella is not that stupid. She doesn't need to read her mind. Just by looking at the other party's expression, you can see a clue that this guy is perfunctory.

Between the golden apple's brainwashing and persuasion, she still chose the latter.

Use the golden apple against Smash because Smash itself is a badass and she thinks she's doing a good thing.

Now using the golden apple to brainwash Miles Warren is a bit breaking her bottom line, she still wants to make things more civilized.

"Professor, I have read your paper..."

Hearing this, Miles Warren's nose snorted softly, there is a lot of disdain in it, can you understand? Give me a break!

The distance between biology and archaeology was 108,000 miles, and he didn't know Bella at all, and he didn't think she could achieve much in biology.

In fact, Bella really didn't understand biology, and she didn't have the energy to learn biology. Before coming, she hurriedly flipped through some materials and probably knew some terms. How much did she understand? do not know!

It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand, Golden Apple understands!

Scanning Miles Warren's paper with golden apples picked out more than 30 errors.

She picked out the chapters with errors and omissions, organized them into a book, and handed them to the other party at this time: "I will come again."

She took a step to go.

Miles Warren seemed to think of something and pointed to the corner of the wall hesitantly.

Bella walked over and grabbed the bristles on the back of the jackal's neck: "You want me to kill this guy?"

Miles Warren was a little reluctant to look at this picture. He was afraid that Bella would suddenly reveal a bloody mouth and bite off the jackal's head, but also that the monster with his own genes would suddenly wake up and kill everyone.

There was chagrin in his voice: "This is a failure...failure, creation...should, should be destroyed, preferably of that...that kind.. …”

Bella listened to him patiently. In my memory, this professor should be a very decisive and crazy character. He cloned a lot of Spider-Man. Why is there so much ink now?

"Okay, okay, I understand, I want to deal with it cleanly, right? Simple."

A cloud of extreme and beautiful ice crystals emerged from her palm, stabbed at the jackal's heart, and then quickly retracted, a hole the size of a palm appeared in the jackal's heart, its vitality was quite tenacious, and its limbs After shaking for a few seconds, he finally died.

Bella dissipated the psychic energy in her palms, and the ice turned into clear water, and her clean palms were not stained with any blood.

"It's dead, you can dispose of the corpse yourself."

Bella walked away gracefully, and Miles Warren, like a morbid murderer who dismembered the body, took out the handsaw, dismantled the Jackal's body into eight pieces, put it in a bag, and drove to his laboratory. , throwing it into the incinerator for an hour to complete the matter.

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