Chapter 301 The Creator of Life Who Takes the Blame

"Is Kane home?" In the Massa Center Building, Aopeng asked lazily while sipping the same coffee.

As a middle-level figure who is loyal to the military, this slightly fat, easy-going and sunny young man has already mastered amazing wealth and connections beyond the imagination of ordinary people at the age of 32.

President Vern, who was opposite him, nodded and said: "According to the intelligence, Kane seems to have recovered."

Aopeng frowned slightly: "Where is John?"

The operation last night was led by John, a capable man under his command.

John is not only a killer who is proficient in assassination, but also a superhuman with level 11. It can be said that he is foolproof to carry out this matter.

But now, the one in ten thousand probability has appeared.

Vern whispered: "I don't know, there is no news yet, John and his people suddenly disappeared."

Hearing this, Aopeng frowned slightly: "This guy, is he out of control again?"

After John, a death row prisoner, was rescued by him, he was used as an experimental subject of the military.

However, his physique was still not suitable, and he was eliminated after only one round of experiments.

Although he was eliminated, he still gained some physical strength and speed beyond the normal human limit in this round of experiments.

But as a price, he was mentally unstable due to the great torture.

However, Open was still very confident that John would not betray, because the bomb in his head was not a decoration.

"What's going on with Kane?" Open asked.

As for what happened last night, the two of them couldn't figure it out here, so he planned to send others to conduct a detailed investigation.

Vern said, "He dealt with the two deputy directors we planted, and then went home directly."

"Go home?" Aopen raised his eyebrows, which were not very eyebrowed, and said thoughtfully, "Since he dared to go home, it means that he did get some special power and became fearless."

Vern pondered, "Yesterday during the day, we can still confirm that this guy is hiding there, and his body has not improved at all."

Aopen suddenly asked, "How long have you not formally contacted Kane and asked about his physical condition?"

Hearing this, Vern was suddenly shocked: "Almost a week, he has been hiding in the office these days."

"Then is it possible for him to use special methods to curb the disease in this week?" Aopen asked.

The doctor who diagnosed Kane at the beginning and the subsequent treatment doctors were all their people. They knew Kane's condition very well, and they were very confident that Kane's disease would never be cured so quickly.

"It is indeed possible. His illegitimate subordinate has been asking for treatment methods and even wants to contact those extraordinary forces. Although most of them are ignored because of the majesty of the adults, it is still possible to find a temporary relief."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Vern said.

Then, a young man came in and reported: "Kane was very calm after returning home. His wife and brother wanted to take measures to control him."

"What was the result?" Aopen asked.

The young man whispered: "We don't know the whole process. Later, they seemed to have reached an agreement and there was no conflict."

Hearing this, the two fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Aopen, Mr. John is back." At this time, the servant at the door said.

Aoneng stood up and said: "Let him in."

Soon, a long-faced young man with gray hair, tall and thin body, wearing a black windbreaker, and sunken eye sockets walked in.

This young man looked a little creepy. There seemed to be fangs in his mouth that were not human, and ten skinny fingers were like eagle claws.

"Why did you come back just now?" Open asked dissatisfiedly.

John grinned and spit out a pungent bloody smell: "I ate something."

Hiss hiss hiss...

Hearing this, Vernen and the young man on the side shuddered instinctively.

Open was not surprised and asked: "What happened last night? Why didn't Kane die? What about the others?"

"Almost all died." John answered in a flat tone.

"What!? All dead!?" Hearing this, Open was shocked.

Then he seemed to think of something, and then asked Vernen and the other two to go out and close the door.

"Are there other superhumans involved?" Open asked in a low voice.

John said, "Five guys suddenly appeared. It was scary. They took Kane away directly. We had a conflict with them. We were almost massacred. I felt something was wrong and ran away. I escaped."

Open asked in a low voice, "What are the characteristics? Do you know who they are?"

John thought for a while and then said, "I can't tell who they are, but from their conversation, I vaguely heard that they want to transport all the bodies back to the institute."

"Institute? What institute?"

"Who knows." John said impatiently.

Open immediately asked, "John! Answer me!"

When John heard this, his body froze, as if he had received some kind of psychological hint.

Then John was silent for almost a minute before trying to recall, "When they killed people, they seemed to say that many new lives could be bred on these bodies."

"The Creator of Life!" Upon hearing this, Open's eyes immediately thought of that group of crazy and dangerous guys.

John seemed to be very violent because he had thought too much about the problem. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to eat!"

Open snapped his fingers, and then two servants walked in tremblingly and said, "Mr. John, your food is ready."

John did not speak, and walked over silently.

Then, Open made a phone call: "Sir, Kane did not know through what channel to contact the Creator of Life."

A low voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wait and see, he must have a backup plan next."

"Okay!"

After a pause, Open asked tentatively: "Sir, what should we do if we contact the Creator of Life?"

"I'll let No. 7 take people over. If they don't know what's good for them, let them die."

"Understood!"

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In Arkham Sanatorium, Los, whose belly was frighteningly big, suddenly opened his mouth and vomited out more than 40 corpses.

Kurven, who was ready on the side, quickly led the medical staff to sort out these well-preserved corpses.

After all, here, these are all important materials and resources.

"I'm so tired." Ross wiped his saliva.

After eating these people last night, he was like a flying fat pig, flying with them for two hours before flying back to Arkham.