Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Upon arriving at the experimental base in the western suburbs, a row of staff members stood at the entrance to the basement, seemingly waiting for the arrival of leaders.

Some of them were still holding all sorts of transparent bottles and jars, which made Fatty Wang, a roughneck who hadn't had much schooling, frown.

What's wrong with him! Taking advantage of his lack of education... Making such a fake check-up, when they clearly sent him and Xiaotianzhen a notification text before they arrived, tsk tsk...

Looking at Wu Xie standing beside him, Fatty Wang raised his hand and put his fat arm on it, a smile curving his lips.

"Hey everyone... listen to what Fatty has to say!"

"Later, a team of private doctors hired by your boss will be coming over to do some health checkups for everyone. Please remember to cooperate!"

What Fatty Wang said was something he and Wu Xie had discussed beforehand while driving. When arranging the people, they had already checked the ancestors of everyone in the area for seven, eight, or nine generations in the first round, conducted a detailed investigation into their life experiences from childhood to adulthood, and even carried out covert investigations. Even with such rigorous screening, a loophole still occurred… it definitely means they didn't investigate completely!

The Wang family's face-changing technology is extremely advanced. During the cleanup over the past few months, countless human skin masks have been torn off people's faces. The people in this base have also investigated repeatedly. If there are still problems, then they can only start with the body data.

"What? A medical check-up..."

"Is it for each and every one of us?"

"The boss has struck it rich..."

"......"

After Wang Pangzi finished speaking, murmurs arose continuously. Some were curious, some were doubtful, and of course, most were delighted. After all, in this day and age, going to the hospital for a check-up would cost a lot of money... Amid the murmurs in the experimental base, Wu Xie's eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, observing each person's micro-expressions.

Of course, this so-called physical examination was actually a smokescreen set up by Wang Pangzi through Wu Xie. The main purpose was to wait for the private doctor to come and conduct the examination. On the surface, it was a physical examination, but secretly, they were trying to find out if the people inside had undergone plastic surgery.

This was also a point that Wu Xie had thought of unintentionally. After all, a barking dog doesn't bite, and who knows what those crazy people from the Wang family who were obsessed with immortality might do...

Under Wu Xie's arrangement, a private medical team sponsored by Qin Henian secretly arrived at the experimental base in the western suburbs of Changsha. After everyone had been examined, Wu Xie began asking the doctors questions in front of everyone at the base.

"Mr. Wu, here are everyone's medical reports, each handwritten by a member of our team. Additionally, some of the medical equipment we brought detected metal, silicone, and bone spurs in two individuals, among other things..."

A young man leading the medical team, after reviewing everyone's medical notes, walked over to Wu Xie and Fatty Wang, lowered his head, and began to speak.

"Oh? Then please give me a detailed explanation, Dr. Ma!"

Wu glanced at the group of people who had just finished their check-ups and were now standing together, while talking to the leader of the medical team.

"Ok!"

Whoosh!

The blade flashed, and a sudden rustling sound filled Dr. Ma's ears as it sliced ​​through the air towards Wu Xie's direction.

"Mr. Wu! Watch out!"

Just as Dr. Ma was about to report, he saw two men from the group of men who had just been examined standing at the very edge of the crowd on either side. One of them was holding several small scalpels, and the other had somehow produced a gun. A scalpel had just been thrown at him... *click*

The sound of a gun being chambered rang out at that moment. Wu Xie knew immediately that the situation was serious. If the gun were to fire, the medical researchers he had painstakingly found would die, which would be a huge loss.

Even at this point, Wu Xie hadn't realized he was also in danger, and that the enemy's guns were even pointed in his direction...

boom! boom! boom!

Gunshots rang out. Wu Xie was standing right next to the folding door, which was made of thick iron. Three bullets hit the iron blanks... Fatty Wang reacted quickly, pulling Wu Xie away while simultaneously dodging and observing the person firing from the other side...

"Damn it! If Fatty hadn't come without a gun, I would have riddled him with bullets!"

Fatty Wang, bent over, pulled Wu along and began to dodge. Fortunately, the others in the lab reacted quickly and also started to avoid each other...

"Stop swearing, fat man, get out of the way!"

Amidst the chaos of the crowd, glass tubes and experimental equipment collapsed and shattered...

Wu Xie was furious as he listened to Fatty Wang cursing while dodging. What kind of time is this?!

However, this surprise attack taught Wu Xie a valuable lesson in the days that followed. Combined with Hei Xiazi's subsequent training, Wu Xie developed the habit of always carrying some kind of weapon for self-defense, no matter where he was traveling in the shadows...

Rushing footsteps echoed through the experimental base. The two exposed members of the Wang family exchanged a glance upon seeing the chaotic thoughts of the others in the large experimental hall, understanding each other's meaning. Their mission had failed; their disguise had been exposed. They couldn't stay here any longer, nor could they harm Wu Xie, who hadn't yet been fully exploited. They had no choice but to retreat and plan again later.

Da da da....

Da da da....

The footsteps moved towards the main entrance above the basement. The sound of footsteps on the stairs reached the ears of those who were still alive. Some of them tried to check... *Bang!* A loud sound rang out, and a dark hole appeared on their foreheads, from which blood gushed out...

We can't let them leave!

Just then, seeing that the person was really about to escape, Wu Xie became a little excited. He couldn't let his situation be exposed, so he quickly picked up a few shards of glass from the ground and threw them towards the stairs...

Unfortunately, those who can infiltrate Wu Xie's inner circle are usually skilled and intelligent. Just as the sound of wind breaking came towards the two, the man with the gun raised his hand and fired a shot in the direction from which the glass shards flew!

Pfft!

The sound of a bullet piercing flesh echoed in Wu Xie's mind, and intense pain throbbed through his head. Something warm was flowing from his shoulder down to his stomach and legs...

"what!"

Wu Xie was shot in the shoulder blade, and instinctively cried out in pain, his body reacting by raising his hand to cover the bleeding spot... His once youthful face, full of collagen, turned deathly pale in the next second...