Chapter 207 Cooperation (Part 2)

Illman Frost took a deep breath, struggled to pick up the coffee on the table with trembling hands, and took a sip.

"Sir, it's very late. It's time for you to rest."

Jago Em, a black bodyguard and part-time personal butler, was extremely worried.

"Ahem..."

Frost coughed for a while and waved his hand to stop Em who was about to help him.

"You go and rest first, I'll sit down for a while."

"But……"

"Don't worry, I can live for at least another five years."

"But the premise given by the doctor is that you should go to bed no later than nine o'clock every day, and you can no longer work as hard as before."

Em still didn't give in.

"Jago...you are always like this..."

Frost shook his head and did not refuse Em's kindness. Just as he was about to get up and go back to the dormitory to rest, a sudden hoarse voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Mr. Frost, please wait a moment."

This sudden sound immediately caused Em's expression to change drastically. He suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist with his right hand and turned around to aim in the direction of the source of the sound.

Frost is already old. He is in his seventies and suffers from certain diseases. He doesn't like too bright lights, so he only turns on a few weak and gentle lights in the entire hall, causing the person standing ten meters away to The figure of the person coming was a little gray.

However, the black mask on the face of the visitor was enough to convince Em that this was an intruder, an extremely dangerous intruder.

How can a person who can avoid triggering the strict alarm outside and appear quietly behind him without being noticed by him not be in danger?

Em had already turned on the safety the moment he pulled out the gun, and was waiting to pull the trigger to kill the intruder when Frost spoke.

"Who are you?"

Although Frost's body is in a state of decay, his words are always so sonorous and powerful in front of outsiders. There is no doubt about his determination and strength.

"Mr. Frost, I am exactly what you expected."

The intruder with a hoarse voice hidden in the darkness was none other than Chen Yang.

It's just that no one can recognize him now.

"Boom..."

A bolt of lightning struck outside, and the bright white light instantly illuminated Chen Yang's mask.

It was a mask so dark that even the light was absorbed. Only two deep black holes remained.

"It's you!"

An imperceptible change finally occurred on Frost's face.

"it's me!"

The conversation between the two people was completely confusing. Em was stunned and obviously confused about the origin of the intruder, because from the conversation between the two parties, it seemed that Frost knew the identity of the intruder very well and did not know. How much hostility.

"Jago. You go out first."

After understanding the origin and identity of this person, Frost turned to Em and said.

"Sir, you..."

"go out!"

Frost leaves no room for doubt.

"Yes, sir."

Faced with Frost's serious order, Em would not resist. He nodded helplessly, walked out of the hall and closed the door. But he didn't leave, but stayed outside the door.

Since he couldn't hear the conversation clearly by standing here, he didn't violate Frost's order, but he could react as quickly as possible when any situation occurred.

In the hall, Frost was still sitting on the sofa with a cane. He looked Chen Yang up and down with a pair of gloomy eyes and said sarcastically: "How can we cooperate if you throw out such information without revealing your true identity?" ?”

“There are many ways to collaborate, and it doesn’t mean I have to show my true identity.”

Facing this old fox, without any means to restrain the opponent, Chen Yang would never reveal his identity. This was different from the situation in China where he had the power of life and death for Zhang Yu, Fang Ye and others.

Frost was noncommittal. He was not very interested in Chen Yang's identity issue, but focused on another issue.

"The information you sent... I have found someone to verify it, and it is indeed achievable to a certain extent... However, the information is not complete, so I can't trust you entirely."

Able to accumulate more than 50 billion US dollars in personal assets during his lifetime. Frost will never listen to one side of the story, nor will he trust anyone easily.

Therefore, even though the information sent by Chen Yang was extremely tempting, he did not believe it immediately.

On the contrary, Frost had enough means and financial resources to find the best scientists in the world and divide them into ten groups to examine the information separately without interfering with each other.

Ten teams composed of top scientists, without knowing each other, carefully examined and verified the data, and all expressed that it has a certain degree of feasibility and a good chance of success.

Of course, in the absence of key data, ten groups of scientists were able to draw the conclusions of this report, which inspired them a lot. They all said that if they received a considerable amount of funding, they were half sure that they could do it within twenty years. This kind of surgery.

Twenty years?

To hell with that.

No, it should be said that twenty years later, Frost has already gone to hell, so why would he use these!

Time waits for no one, and what he lacks most now is time.

He hasn't lived enough, and he doesn't want to hand over more than 50 billion US dollars in assets to those two bastards who are not direct blood relatives.

Therefore, Frost did not agree to this request and was not even interested in trying it.

His expectations have been placed on the owner of this information.

If the mysterious person had not deceived him, he could have completed this life-extending surgery within a year and added twenty years to Frost's life.

Twenty years!

What kind of concept is this?

Frost's hands trembled, and his heart beat involuntarily. Even though his mind was extremely clear and he was not old enough to faint, he could hardly resist this temptation.

He never wants to die. He has not lived enough. He has supreme rights and astonishing wealth. How come he can only live for more than seventy years!

How can you live on less than those common people who have no money!

This is absolutely intolerable.

Rich people should live longer!

This is Frost's idea, and it is also the true idea of ​​the upper class in the United States and even the powerful people around the world.

They are so rich and powerful, so they should live longer and more comfortably, not just after death, a luxurious cemetery can satisfy them.

Chen Yang stood in the darkness, looking at Frost calmly, without any emotion.

Just as he guessed, when a rich man has one foot in the grave, no one can refuse the "punishment" given by "God".

This "punishment" given by God will allow them to enter heaven in ten or twenty years at night. No one will curse God for this, but will only agree with tears in their eyes.

In other words, it should not be limited to the rich and powerful. As long as they are not deliberately impatient, whether they are rich or civilians, when facing death, they definitely want to live longer instead of dying early.

Ants still live in vain, let alone human beings who are full of countless desires.

Chen Yang looks forward to living longer, and Frost only has this idea. Essentially, they are both the same type of people.

The difference between them is just luck.

"Mr. Frost doesn't trust me? Is it because he doubts my identity or the authenticity of the document?"

"I'm not interested in your identity."

Frost's eyes sparkled: "I am a businessman, so I must see the value of the product with my own eyes before I can truly recognize it. I am already old and have no intention of doing a venture capital business anymore... The information you sent, It’s indeed not simple, but as I said, with only half the information, the chance of success is not 100%.”

"Mr. Frost."

Chen Yang said calmly: "Your life span is only five years. No, maybe it won't even reach five years. Even if the chance is not 100%, do you still have other choices?"

After a pause, Chen Yang continued: "I think Mr. Frost, you have done a lot of research before, and you should know that with the current biomedical technology, maybe in another twenty years, it will not be possible to put half a foot in Tomb man, please pull back that half foot?"

"You are right. In another twenty years, science and technology may not be able to develop to that point."

Frost leaned on crutches, "Then you, and the organization behind you, have the means to develop this technology, why do you still need to ask for my help?"

"It's not help, it's cooperation!"

Chen Yang corrected the error in Frost's words, "We each get what we need from each other. It's just a transaction and cooperation, not needing your help."

There was no fluctuation in Chen Yang's tone, but he still maintained his usual calmness: "Of course, the funds behind you are also important to us. If this technology is to be applied in practice, a large amount of funds is indispensable. Because of this , the organization selected Mr. Frost.”

After saying these words, Chen Yang added: "I also know Mr. Frost's suspicions. In order to avoid defects and obstacles in cooperation due to mutual distrust, I will prove it to you..."

"The information in that document is just the tip of the iceberg."

Chen Yang took out a dagger from his arms, and just as a thunderbolt flashed outside, it shone through the glass of the hall and hit the dagger, making the dagger look even colder.

In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of behavior already made people think of it in a bad direction, but Frost was sitting on the sofa, his expression showing no emotion or fear at all.

Chen Yang, who took out the dagger, was wearing a jet black mask. Outsiders could not see clearly what his expression was. They could only see that he was holding the dagger with his left hand, aiming it at the skin of his right arm and making a light stroke.

Immediately, the extremely sharp dagger cut through the skin of his right arm, causing clearly visible blood marks, and a large amount of blood also leaked from the cut blood vessels.