Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Ye Changqing was a little excited: "Let's go, let's get started. As I've arranged, each of you will guard one direction."

If you encounter bodyguards or thugs, kill them on sight.

If the others are not in danger, knock them unconscious first.

This was Shen Gualong's first mission, but it was completely different from the assassination or stabbing he had learned.

Everything he learned was about killing techniques, and the goal of each technique was to strike silently and then make a swift escape.

From the moment they start to the moment they leave, it won't take more than twenty seconds.

Today's mission is to break in and kill.

That's too overbearing.

Although somewhat dissatisfied, as an assassin, he had to carry out the mission: "Okay, we'll split into three groups and head towards the middle."

After Ye Changqing finished speaking, he hung up the phone and stood up. Cheng Liangpeng next to him also stood up: "What about me? Why didn't you assign me any tasks?"

I'm here to kill, not for tourism!

Ye Changqing frowned. At first, he agreed to give Cheng Liangpeng a chance, thinking that if Cheng Liangpeng made a move, he would stay by his side to protect him and prevent him from being in danger.

But if they were to rush into the research institute now, the scene would likely be chaotic.

There was simply no time to greet Cheng Liangpeng.

Seeing that he had gotten angry first, he stopped arguing: "You're not here for tourism, do you think I am?"

"You think I'm a babysitter, protecting you while you kill people?"

Cheng Liangpeng was stunned. It was the first time he had ever heard Ye Changqing speak to him in this tone. He became even angrier: "I don't need your protection. I've never needed your protection."

"I, Cheng Liangpeng, am not so old that I can't lift a knife; I can still kill people myself!"

Ye Changqing said irritably, "Sorry, this is the person I found, so I'm in charge!"

Without waiting for Cheng Liangpeng's reply, he turned and left.

Cheng Liangpeng watched Ye Changqing stride away, so angry he wanted to call out to him, but the words stuck in his throat.

This is the person Ye Changqing found. If it weren't for Ye Changqing, he wouldn't even have had the chance to take revenge.

For this reason, he also has to thank Ye Changqing.

Watching Ye Changqing get into the car, he sighed: "I'm old, I'm old. At least in other people's eyes, I'm too old to lift a knife."

Inside the institute.

A room full of strange equipment.

Liao Mingshan lay on the bed: "Before entering this house, it felt like reading my brain's memories was as easy as getting an injection."

But now I suddenly feel scared.

There is still danger.

Lin Xuehai smiled and said, "Theoretically, even an ant bite could be fatal, but the chance of death is very small, almost non-existent."

Accessing memories requires nano-sensor needles to connect to the brain's memory areas.

It sounds dangerous, and it is indeed dangerous. Even the slightest movement can cause irreversible damage to the brain.

This situation will absolutely not occur.

Previously, experiments were conducted on mice, then monkeys, and more than a hundred cases have been performed on humans, with no accidents ever occurring.

Just rest assured. "

Liao Mingshan smiled and said, "I know, but I feel a little uncomfortable."

Lin Xuehai waved to the doctor outside, signaling that they were ready to begin, and reassured Liao Mingshan, "It'll be quick, in ten minutes."

After saying that, he waved and left.

When Liao Mingshan saw the doctor approaching, he closed his eyes, then suddenly remembered something and said to Lin Xuehai, who was walking out, "Come back, I have something important to do."

Lin Xuehai had already walked out the door, but he quickly returned when he heard the call.

Liao Mingshan's face showed urgency: "I can read my memories and directly write them into the donor's memory."

I will see results when I wake up.

Lin Xuehai felt it was too hasty, but seeing Liao Mingshan's expression, he smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange for the donor to be in place right now."

Once they've read your memories, they'll directly input them into the donor's system.

When you wake up, you will see Fifteen, who shares your memories!

That means there are fifteen more of you in the world.