The man in black who was guarding the door behind him put a gun on his head and threatened him coldly, "You brat, if you don't let go, I'll shoot--!"
l still holds on tightly, unaffected.
He raised his gun to knock, and knocked hard twice, but L was unmoved. He just held it and looked at it silently, with a stubborn expression like a stone that had stood for thousands of years and remained motionless.
"You kid, how dare a newcomer be so arrogant..." The man in black at the door was angry, pulled up the pistol, loaded it, put his finger on the trigger, lowered the aim, and was about to shoot, "Look, I don't need you today.
I will teach you a lesson with my life..."
Chuchuchuchuchuchuchu---------
Above, the sound of propellers suddenly sounded.
A hurricane blew up from the ground, and with the wind and sand, almost everyone's eyes were lost.
Everyone looked up and saw in the gap exposed by the glass roof, a private helicopter began to slowly descend, heading towards a nearby open space not far away.
"It's Mr. Brando——!" Someone shouted from the side, "Sir Brando is back. Why are you standing there in a daze? Don't worry about it now. Why don't you pick him up at the airport first?"
When the person who pointed the gun at L saw this, he quickly put away the gun and followed the others in the direction of the helicopter--------
This party is controlled by Professor Yang and is still going on.
Song Qingtian smiled at l at this moment, took away the hand that had fallen on his palm inadvertently, turned around, and walked towards Professor Yang.
l looked at her back and slowly understood the two words she had just scratched on her palm, feeling a little calmer -------
She wrote on the palm of her hand, 'Promise.'
Said that she would keep her promise.
Facts have proved that this time, she did keep her promise...using her intelligence.
It's just that l didn't know that this agreement between them, inadvertently, lasted for several years.
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"Professor Yang."
Walking to the corner, Song Qingtian first smiled at him, and then said preemptively, "You want to tell me that I have a heart disease and am the one who failed the physical examination, right?"
"The little girl is so smart." Professor Yang nodded and smiled, with a look of relief on his face, "Since you have guessed it, I won't say more. After all, I will try my best to satisfy you no matter how you want to die.
your."
"No, I don't want to die." Song Qingtian shook his head with a determined expression, "I won't die either."
"Oh?" Professor Yang was surprised, "Where did such a confident little girl come from?"
"You don't want to stay here, do you?" Song Qingtian said calmly, in a tone that only two people could hear, "You miss your wife and children who have been at home for many years, don't you?"
Professor Yang frowned, not much moved by her words, and said bluntly, "Son, at my age, most people have wives and children. Don't test me with such lucky and speculative words. This is not the place.
This is where you kids come. Since you have chosen to break in, you must learn to accept the consequences of punishment. Your physical condition here is the worst. Staying here will eventually lead to a dead end. I am excluding you now to prevent you from feeling it.
More pain."
"have no idea……"
Song Qingtian reached deep into his arms, took out a small fist, and quietly placed it in Professor Yang's hand. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know, as a Chinese and Professor Yang in the medical field, are you familiar with this?"
Professor Yang shook his right hand to feel the shape of the object in his hand. When he felt the shape of the object, he quickly lowered his head to see----
Sure enough, after seeing it, his expression changed. He looked at Song Qingtian, a bit incredulous, "You are... but why..."
"I think maybe I can help you." Song Qingtian smiled, blinked and asked him, "So Professor Yang, do you want to tell me that my physical examination results are passed?"
"It's unbelievable, you survived..." Looking at Song Qingtian, Professor Yang whispered in a low voice, thought for a few seconds, and then seemed to make up his mind, put away the things Song Qingtian gave him, nodded, and walked away from her.
, walked up to the crowd and pointed at the other five people, "You, you, you, you... all go over and stand with that little girl."
The five people, including L and the girl with a long knife on her back, walked over and looked at Song Qingtian, confused.
Because they thought she was going to die at that moment.
I only saw Professor Yang leaving the young man who had just shown a jealous and unwilling expression, shrugging at him, and announced, "The person standing over there, who has passed the physical examination, is a child. Next, uncle will also help you sleep for a while."
I'm asleep..."
"No -!" The young man opened his eyes wide in fear, with a fearful expression, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, my body is very good, why am I unqualified? Please, don't inject me with drugs, don't let me die.
…”
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, you won't die, and you are not unqualified." Professor Yang shook his head, looked at him, and said softly, "Your physical condition is very good, and your age is in line with our next goal.
At the required stage, what you have to do next is not to participate in training as a newcomer to serve your boss like them, what you have to do is to do something more meaningful to the black terror and the organization!"
The boy didn't know why, but his expression was still scared——
"Okay, let's go get some sleep first and recuperate. In the past few days, someone will give you medicine that will help your health. After taking it, we will observe the situation. If the situation is good, they may even be able to take you directly.
We're going to the headquarters!" Professor Yang waved with a kind face and said to the medical staff in white coats at the back, "Take him to the laboratory building and prepare a room for him. Oh, by the way, remember to prepare a sumptuous table for him.
dinner, he is the one who deserves to be cherished the most among these children."
"Good professor."
The medical staff in white led the young man away, standing in the opposite position to them.
Professor Yang glanced at them, smiled at Song Qingtian, and said no more. He just said that his selection task was completed and he would leave the funeral affairs to those men in black before leaving.
Several teenagers were still standing there waiting. Among the six people, except Song Qingtian and the girl, they were all boys.
One of them suddenly said, "He... was deceived by the professor. In fact, he was taken and shot, right?"
No one answered him.
"It must be..." His words seemed to be talking to himself or comforting himself, "Who made him so timid..."