deep invasion

Chapter 57

24 hours passed without a trace.

The moonlight leaked out like silvery mercury, and the pier was illuminated brightly.

When Han Huan walked in, there was a dead silence in the air.

There was only one person standing under the silvery white, a blond man in a camouflage uniform, and when he saw him coming, he smiled and made a 'follow me' gesture.

"Sean, where is June?" Han Huan stopped, keeping a subtle distance from the blond man.

This distance is most suitable for the opening of close combat.

The blond man he called Sean looked Han Huan up and down with great interest, and his smile became brighter.

A slender scar stretched straight from the corner of Sean's eye to the corner of his lip. Coupled with the hanging pale golden hair and the standard western appearance, this bright smile looked very dangerous.

Sean snapped his fingers before speaking.

A strong woman stepped out from behind the container.The comatose teenager was carried out by the woman. The teenager didn't wear shoes, and his slender ankles were still shackled, and the iron chains clanged and clanged.

"In order to take this little thing away, you gave up the initiative so easily and chose to speak first," Sean smiled and looked at the man's unchanged face, but the muscles in his legs stretched unconsciously.

The distance between Han Huan and the woman is not close, so this reaction may be subconscious.

"So, if I ask you to throw away all the weapons on your body, or ask you to kneel down, will you agree?"

As expected, there was no answer.

Sean looked at his watch, waved his back to the woman, and the woman was about to leave with the boy.

"Fang Rongqing."

Han Huan spoke suddenly, the appearance of this name obviously exceeded the man's expectation, Sean stopped the woman.

The woman stopped, looked at her leader suspiciously, and waited for the next step.

"The reason why Fang Rongqing was convicted of treason was that she let go of a British mercenary six years ago and leaked a lot of information to this mercenary, which led to the failure of our operation," Han Huan looked at Sean slightly changed. A look of confusion flashed across his eyes.

"The British mercenary is you. If I'm not mistaken, the private agreement between you and Fang Rongqing is related to June, right?"

Sean clicked his tongue, and he didn't know whether his eyes were more curious or alert.

"Although I don't know how you know about this, after all, except for this little thing, and He Chong and that one, everyone else has died six years ago."

"From birth, June had a rare disease. All the doctors said he would not live to be 13 years old. Fang Rongqing died when June was 13 years old. June was hijacked by you to the UK. He was already in a critical condition when he was hijacked. , but after returning, the vital signs only dropped, it was you..."

It was you who made the first experiment on him in England,

Han Huan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

During the waiting time of this day, he read the information of all the experimental subjects in the ninth bureau. The sequelae of almost all subjects in Experiment 179 were concentrated in the brain, heart, and nerves. Only June, who was subject No. 1, had both body and brain sequelae, and the physical sequelae were like that special.

The teenager's body stopped at the age of 13 and has not grown in six years.

June, definitely not just the nine-inning experiment.

The man's voice stopped abruptly.

Sean took the boy from the woman, pinched the boy's pale, paper-like cheeks, red marks immediately appeared on the tender cheeks.He raised his head to meet the man's cold and murderous gaze. .

"Fang Rongqing is a very stupid woman, and she traded herself for an unrealistic opportunity. It just so happened that the British experiment was going to do a live experiment, so I took this little thing with me," Sean slowly retracted his face The smile let go of the boy's cheeks.

"I didn't expect the experiment to be successful. It just happened to save the little thing. If He Chong hadn't come to him, the little thing should be living well in England now."

Live well?

Han Huan felt that it was absurd, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

If this time the boy is sent back to the Ninth Bureau by him, no one knows what will be waiting for him.

"Okay, don't think about them anymore, we have to live in the moment, right?" Sean knocked the boy in his hand. He was nearly two meters tall and extremely strong. June was like a boy in his arms. A child who has not yet woken up.

"You step back. Also, my dear Major Han Huan, I heard that you have recently conducted a new experiment, it is not as good as us..."

Why don't we make a bet.

Bet what?

The arm quickly raised upwards, and the boy fell rapidly after being thrown high in mid-air.

The corner of the boy's clothes slid across his fingertips, almost without thinking, Han Huan's body leaned forward a few more degrees while running.

This pose has a blind spot.

The dagger cut through the new layer of flesh that grew not long ago, Han Huan's clothes stuck to his body, and blood slid down the smooth curve of his back, turning dark red.

Sean watched the man gently put the unconscious boy on the ground, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, but when Han Huan turned around, he felt a long-lost fighting spirit in his eyes.

They are all people who come over with the tip of a knife licking blood.

"Han Huan, you are very smart. You know that He Chong can't help you now. With your own strength, even if you kill everyone, you can't save that little thing."

So he came alone.

"You talk too much nonsense."

From the moment he stepped here, the bet was made.

Bet what?

Bet on the life and death of two people.

In just half a minute, the two had already fought dozens of times, the blades collided, and the blood of who knows who flew down on the cheek.

The moonlight was clear, but the surroundings were no longer quiet.

The young man was still sleeping, not knowing what happened in the outside world, nor knowing that his life and death were completely controlled by others.

The two daggers collided together and penetrated deeply into the iron skin of the container.

Han Huan's knee hit the man's abdomen heavily, and the softest part of a human being was hit hard, but Sean punched backhand as if he didn't notice it.

If this punch was hit, perhaps half of Han Huan's body would be paralyzed for a short time.

Can't avoid it.

Slightly moving the direction of the body, this punch with a hundred catties of strength hit another muscle, the pain was amplified, but the nerve became more sensitive because of the pain.

thump—

The tall body punched a deep dent in the side of the container, and a mosaic of feud ensued.

Han Huan put his legs down, frowned and looked coldly at the man who came out from behind the dust.

Sean patted the ashes on his body, and took over the vibrating phone from the woman's hand, but his expression became weird within three seconds.