Chapter Eighty Three: Only One Layer of Paper Away

Those eight SWAT guards did die, and their bodies were hidden in a utility room. They were all young, and eight fresh lives were gone, never to return.

Ning Tao bowed deeply to the corpses of the eight special police officers, and then closed the door and returned to the large experiment area.

The device that interfered with communication has been turned off in the large experiment area, and the bomb has also been dismantled. Ning Tao was amazed by her speed of doing things, and she became more aware of the secret that she was an agent. Every agent is an all-around fighter, capable of skydiving at high altitudes, diving and naval warfare at the bottom, and she is probably such an all-round fighter.

Jiang Hao put aside the pliers that cut the wires, and she relaxed from the tense state. She said to Ning Tao: "If we miss and that guy presses the detonation button, this laboratory will be bombed." fly."

Ning Tao had lingering fears, "Then you didn't wait for the bomb disposal experts to come, and dismantled it yourself?"

"I'm a bomb disposal expert. Who am I waiting for? This bomb is a threat for a second longer." Jiang Hao said, and suddenly remembered something, "Have you found them? They..."

Ning Tao's expression darkened suddenly, "They all sacrificed."

Jiang Hao looked up at the ceiling above his head, and said softly, "Comrade comrades, let's go."

There has never been a quiet time, but there are people who carry the burden for us, such as Jiang Hao, those eight special soldiers who died, and thousands of others like them.

Ning Tao took off the anesthesia needle still stuck in Lin Qinghua's neck, but Lin Qinghua didn't wake up. Ning Tao has a way to wake him up, a little spiritual power can do it, but he didn't do it. The environment here is so chaotic, if Lin Qinghua is suddenly awakened and he is stimulated, it would be bad to show the face of a new monster.

Ning Tao pushed Lin Qinghua and his chair into the office.

All the computer hard drives in the office were removed, and books and materials were scattered all over the floor. It is not difficult to guess the purpose of the special forces team, they want to take away Lin Qinghua and what they think are important in this laboratory.

After Jiang Hao's silence was over, he also entered Lin Qinghua's office after making a phone call. She glanced at the messy office, and then said: "I have already notified someone to come, this place is remote, it may take a while."

Ning Tao said: "How about I leave first, I have nothing to do here."

Jiang Hao gave Ning Tao a supercilious look, "So many people died here, your footprints are everywhere on the battlefield, and you almost killed those militants, isn't it too casual for you to leave as you please? No, You have to stay, and I will send you back after finishing the notes."

Ning Tao nodded, and he really couldn't be so casual.

Jiang Hao said again, "It's a pity that no one was left alive, otherwise something of value will be obtained through interrogation." Her eyes moved to Ning Tao's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "It's all to blame Your marksmanship is so good that you shot that guy's head off with one shot."

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, "Is it interesting for you to make fun of me like this?"

Jiang Hao walked towards the sofa, "However, it's quite remarkable that you have achieved such a result in shooting a gun for the first time. If you have time, come and find me. I will teach you how to shoot a gun. I believe you will become a sharpshooter."

Ning Tao shook his head, "I'm a doctor, why should I learn how to shoot a gun?"

He is a cultivator, he does not need to practice marksmanship. What he needs is to continuously improve his spiritual power and learn more advanced spiritual power usage, such as spells and so on. At that time, what marksmanship did he need?

After this battle, he also gained a new understanding of himself. Although he is a cultivator and has spiritual power to protect his body, at this stage his spiritual power is far from being able to resist bullets for him. It is difficult for his spiritual energy field to defend against attacks that are very fast and have a force on a small point, such as knives, daggers, wood and glass fragments, etc. He must pay attention to it in future battles and avoid get hurt by these things.

When Ning Tao was thinking about this,

Jiang Hao, who was walking to the side of the sofa, suddenly grabbed the hem of the T-shirt and lifted it up with both hands, and she pulled the bloody T-shirt off her body.

Ning Tao's eyes suddenly moved to her body uncontrollably, and he was also stunned. Take off your clothes if you disagree, what is this for?

Jiang Hao lay on the sofa, only a flesh-colored bra remained on her upper body. What was exposed to the air was not only the slender but muscular waist, but also a large area of ​​white and delicate skin, as well as the wood slag and glass shards on her back, and some wounds were still bleeding.

"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, come over and help me treat the wound." Jiang Hao said.

Only then did Ning Tao come to his senses, he quickly found a first aid kit, and treated Jiang Hao's wound on his back. He took out a bottle of medical alcohol from the first aid kit, and poured it on her back.

"Hmm!" Jiang Hao snorted, clutching the leather cover of the sofa with both hands, with a painful expression on his face.

Alcohol and wounds, that kind of pain cannot be solved by bravery.

After disinfection, Ning Tao grabbed a piece of glass shard with tweezers and pulled it up.

"Hiss..." Jiang Hao frowned.

Ning Tao said with a smile: "You are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of pain?"

Jiang Hao turned his head and glared at Ning Tao, "You still have the nerve to make fun of me? Who vomited just now?"

Ning Tao picked up an alcohol cotton ball with tweezers and placed it on Jiang Hao's untreated wound. The wound was near her buttocks, in the middle of the "Y" line. The cotton ball is placed there, leaning against a black elastic band, which is particularly eye-catching, like a rabbit's small tail.

Feeling the pain, Jiang Hao looked back, her beautiful eyes were about to burst into flames, she gritted her teeth, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Ning Tao had a serious expression on his face, "I'm treating your wound, but you actually say that about me, do you believe I'll do it for you again?"

Jiang Hao looked fierce, "You dare to mess with me? You do it, you do it!"

Ning Tao, "..."

As soon as the wound on his body was treated, Jiang Hao didn't even bother to put on a T-shirt, he insisted on pressing Ning Tao on the sofa, and wanted to treat the wound for him. But what she saw was a clean back. Although there were some small wounds pierced by wood slag and glass on Ning Tao's back, the wood slag and glass shards in the wound were gone, and the wound also showed signs of scarring.

Jiang Hao said in surprise: "My back is almost pierced, why are you alright?"

Ning Tao took the opportunity to sit up from the sofa, "I have rough skin and thick flesh. I have practiced kung fu since I was a child. What is this little injury? You don't need to help me deal with it, just put on your clothes."

In fact, it was the spiritual energy field that squeezed out the wood slag and glass shards stuck on his back from the wound. His spiritual power is the special spiritual power of a born middleman between good and evil, with a healing halo, even if he can't heal even a small injury on his body, what kind of special spiritual power is that?

But such a secret cannot be shared with Jiang Hao.

Moreover, Jiang Hao, who only had a flesh-colored bra on his upper body, did cause him a lot of trouble. The angry girl on the left and the girl on the right, as well as the white belly with eight-pack abs clearly visible, and the inverted hip line, they all seem to be tempting him to do something passionate.

What's worse, he suddenly recalled the first kiss that Jiang Hao stole, and there seemed to be her taste on his lips.

Jiang Hao also suddenly became quiet, looking at Ning Tao intently.

The four eyes met, and a strange magnetic field was born between the two.

The waltz on the battlefield, and that sudden first kiss, the relationship between the two seems to have changed subtly.

Jiang Hao didn't say anything, but her body "pressed" towards Ning Tao who was sitting on the sofa...

Ning Tao was inexplicably nervous, "Well, I remembered, that mercenary killer Qiu Meng said that his employer was an American named Nicholas Conway, could these militants be sent by that man named Nicholas Conway? of?"

Jiang Hao put his hands on the back of the sofa behind Ning Tao, and a "shadong" was born.

Ning Tao leaned his back hard on the sofa, but the angry part of Jiang Hao's body was still "staring at him" aggressively, like the headlights of a car with high beams on, which made him dare not look straight at.

"I've thought about it a long time ago, but I don't want to talk about it." Jiang Hao said.

"Then what do you want to talk about?"

"Do not talk."

Ning Tao, "..."

"Hmm!" A voice suddenly sounded in the space full of hormonal factors.

Seeing that he was about to fall on Ning Tao, Jiang Hao hurriedly supported the sofa and stood up, grabbed the T-shirt on the sofa and put it on.

The moaning sound came from Lin Qinghua's mouth, and he woke up.

"I...you..." Lin Qinghua looked at Jiang Hao and Ning Tao who were in the office together in surprise. He tried hard to recall what happened, but it was obviously in vain. He could only recall the anesthesia injection. He didn't know anything about what happened before the anesthesia.

"You guys talk, I'll go outside and have a look." Jiang Hao strode away, his face reddened frighteningly.

Lin Qinghua calmed down quickly. After Jiang Hao went out, he lowered his voice, "Master, what happened? Why are you here, old man?"

Ning Tao was speechless, "I'm not your master, don't call me master, how many times do I need to repeat this?"

Lin Qinghua said: "It's your business if you keep refusing, and I respect your decision, but I will try my best to impress you. I believe that one day I will impress you and accept me as an apprentice. You don't want me to call you master , I dare not call you A Tao or something, how about I call you the boss?"

Ning Tao shrugged, speechless.

Lin Qinghua stood up from the pulley office chair, his body swayed a bit, and he still felt a little weightless. Then, his eyes moved to the door inadvertently, and he opened his throat a second later, "Ah——"

He saw the corpse lying on the ground, and the brains scattered on the ground like bean curd.

Ning Tao couldn't help but shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: "With your courage, you still want to be my disciple? Qing Zhui is a demon, and you are also a demon, but you are too far behind, right? Qing Zhui is a clinic Nurse, you are not even qualified to sweep the floor."

I don't know how Lin Qinghua, a Ph.D. in the Department of Biology and the future chairman of Blueprint Biotechnology Company, would feel if he knew what his "Master" was thinking at the moment.