"30 million!"
"No, I can't! 100 million! 100 million USD!"
Seeing that No. 18 was unmoved, Hummel took out his chips in fear!
"How about 500 million USD?"
"One billion USD for my life!”
"I really don't want to die! Please, I didn't see anything!”
Seeing that he had no hope of escaping, Hummel knelt on the ground in fear. Numbers jumped out of his mouth one after another.
The money that ordinary people would never be able to earn in their entire lives was his last resort, just so that the other party could be magnanimous and spare his cheap life!
Number 18 asked Ren Jie, who was thousands of miles away, through a special frequency.
This man's life and death were all in the hands of the Creator.
[Ren Jie: Bring him back to the base. He's still useful.]」
The order from the Creator made Number 18 smile.
"Boss wants to see you…"
No. 18 said with a smile. Then, he grabbed Hummel's collar and pulled him up from the ground.
A foul stench emanated from Hummel's body.
Number 18 threw him out again and covered his nose in disgust.
"There is a fallout shelter at the front of the escape route. There is a full set of cleaning facilities inside!”
"I still have spare clothes! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Hummel panted in fear. Veins appeared on his flushed face as he shouted in a shrill voice.
"Thirty minutes…"
Number 18 rolled his eyes in disgust and kicked the wall beside him.
It was obviously a reminder to Hummel.
Don't play any tricks, or this will be the outcome!
Hummel revealed a flattering smile that was uglier than crying.
But he knew.
His life was saved, at least for now.
...
An hour later.
Hammer, who was wearing a white suit, was thrown into the sealed space below by Number 18.
A heavy thud was heard.
Hummel clutched his injured thigh and bared his teeth in pain.
After realizing that no one was paying attention to him, Hummel struggled to get up from the ground and looked around vigilantly.
Because the room was too dark, Hummel didn't know where he was.
Scratching and colliding sounds could be heard all around.
There was also the whimper of a certain creature.
It looked like an animal that walked upright.
It might be a monkey.
It could also be a gorilla!
Hummel began to realize his situation.
The sealed space he was in might be a cage that imprisoned the " experimental creatures " somewhere!
"You... How are you?"
"Respected Mr. Boss?”
"I... I'm Justin Hammer, the chairman of Hammer Industries.”
Hummel squeezed out a stiff smile and limped around, waving his hands mechanically like a clown.
He was doing his best to appear warm and harmless.
Humans were contradictory creatures.
Fear and curiosity were always present when it came to the unknown.
Especially after personally experiencing something that defied common sense.
Hammer was a shrewd businessman. He knew that since he could survive, it meant that he was valuable!
This was the only bargaining chip he could put on the negotiation table, and it was also his last chance to survive!
"Is anyone there?"
Hummel asked with a trembling voice. He really couldn't stand this terrible atmosphere.
At this moment.
A bright incandescent lamp suddenly lit up above Hammer!
Then, it spread out in all directions in the form of the Eight Formation Diagram, instantly lighting up the entire sealed area!
The white light made the imprisoned man instinctively narrow his eyes.
This sudden light finally made Hummel heave a huge sigh of relief.
However, when he looked around, he let out a terrified scream!
He was now in a sealed laboratory!
Outside the transparent glass was a group of horrifying zombies that were badly mutilated!
There were so many of them that one couldn't see the end!
Even the sealed escape route was filled with thousands of zombies!
These zombies tilted their rotten heads and stared at the flesh inside with their grayish-white pupils!
The corner of his mouth that was stained with black blood revealed a smile. Those mutated teeth still had the flesh and blood of some kind of creature!
Pairs of rotten claws drew white marks on the glass!
Some strong zombies even used their heads to hit the tempered glass!
Earlier.
That strange sound.
It was sent by the zombies!
These zombies were able to express their emotions, which meant that they still had human intelligence!
They were wearing " blue and white " clothing, and there were various numbers on their wrists. One look and you could tell that they were " test subjects "!
It was self-evident what kind of place this was!
Biochemical laboratory!
These 'walking deads'!
Either it was a failure of some kind of 'genetic experiment'!
Or the virus leaked and the " infected " fell into the disaster!
"Heavens!"
"What exactly do you want!"
"As long as you want it first, I can give it to you!”
Hummel's legs went limp and he fell to the ground, begging for mercy.
Only the heavens knew how long these pieces of glass could last!
But the result was already decided!
The moment the zombie tide rushed in, this billionaire would definitely die!
Just as Hummel was in despair, a voice that had obviously been edited came from the broadcast in the laboratory.
"Justin Hammer, I'm not a person who likes to beat around the bush.”
"I want you to be my middleman and help me sell 'medical equipment'.”
" As a reward, I can let you suppress 'Tony Stark' and become a man standing at the edge of technology.”
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