Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song Le hugged him again in a hurry, gritted his teeth and begged: "Please, please..."

The young man was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then he glanced at her fiercely. In addition to the bloodthirsty rage of being provoked, there was also a suppressed forbearance in his eyes at the moment.

Regardless of the bodyguard's heart-piercing screams, he bent his stiff elbow in a distorted posture, and he seemed to know how terrifying the boy's random twist was.

The man's face changed instantly, he was startled by this scene, and it was the first time he noticed that there was such a person in the meeting room.

Every one of his bodyguards was selected from the special forces, but it was so easy to knock down one of them?

The suspicious and fearful eyes fell on the indifferent young man, and the man forced himself to calm down for a while.

Song Le put his heart down, hurriedly organized his words, and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I didn't lie. I don't know what my colleagues said to you, but the development of vaccines does take time. I Swear I'll be there soon, okay?"

The man looked suspiciously, but was afraid of the hesitant eyes of this weird boy, and then he gritted his teeth, unwilling to say viciously: "Three weeks, if I don't let me see the result I want, and I don't save my daughter... , you people in the whole ruined place are waiting to be buried with you!"

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It was hard to send that big man away.

Song Le's back was already covered in cold sweat.

She is not worried that she will be thrown into the hardest-hit area, what she is worried about is that the big boss will run amok and raze this place to the ground.

In such a horrible, grotesque and grotesque era, he was able to survive unscathed, seeing gods and killing gods, whoever blocks and kills.

Here, let alone.

Unless those cold weapons are used.

Song Le had a headache for a while, and then secretly led the boss, who had been silent since landing, to the office of a high-level relative in her memory.

As a national treasure-level research institute, the Future Research Institute was originally not qualified to enter the internship here with the education of the original owner, but things like relationships are applicable to a certain extent no matter when.

The original owner's assistant, Song Le, has a relative who is a high-level leader here, who can talk and insert people.

There are very few people met along the way, and even if they do, they have no time to take care of them.

Everyone was in a hurry, and fell into the panic brought by the plague. Song Le took the big guy by the elevator smoothly and arrived at an office on the fourth floor.

Knock on the door and go in, there is a woman looking worriedly at the live projection video transmitted.

The scene in the video is far scarier than the one I saw just now.

The central square is carrying out a large-scale drug destruction——

A huge pit was dug in the center of the city, and countless infected people were thrown into it, holding up countless pairs of bloody hands, struggling desperately for help, but was overwhelmed by more and more bloody people thrown from the helicopter .

Then, heavily armed men poured buckets of corrosive liquid down...

Snapped--

The woman turned off the video abruptly, and pressed her frowning brows tightly.

This period of time is not long, but it is the biggest dilemma encountered by the entire research institute and even the entire society.

In the unsolvable life and death, no matter how advanced the science and technology is, no one can escape.

Song Le barely regained consciousness from the video full of blood and pleading just now, held the hand of the big brother Wei Liang, slowed down, looked at the woman word by word and said anxiously: "Auntie, I brought a hand that can solve the problem." The people of this plague."