Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[418 Michelle ([-])]

Bullets flew everywhere, people in the research room ran around, and a war involving the underworld family suddenly started.

The young master knew that he was in a weak position, and the opponent's victory was without any suspense. He immediately decided to abandon all the things and materials in the research room, to save his life in the chaos, and ran away with the drunk Hull on his shoulders, took a shortcut, and crazily ran towards his home— —

The villa was covered in a prairie fire, and the flames almost blinded the young man's eyes.

Master Hull broke out in a cold sweat amidst the scorching fire, and suddenly sobered up, shouting desperately to put out the fire.

michelle...

The sudden fire and these underworld families almost shattered all the hopes of the young master.

I broke into the villa and ran to the bedroom regardless of the fire, only to see that the bedroom had already been burned without leaving any traces. Because of the thick and dense curtains everywhere, the burning was faster and more intense. This is the place where the fire started first, because... …In the middle of the burned bed, the corpse of a woman with a slightly protruding abdomen had long been scorched.

The young master wanted to rush forward and take away Michelle's body at the last moment, but the fallen high cabinet was too fierce, and the flames blocked his progress.

In the flames, Michelle disappeared completely.

kids, too.

The young master didn't shout or get angry, but the pain in his eyes pierced his heart.

The sudden fire caught everyone in the villa by surprise. They fled and fled, some escaped, and some burned to death. This is an extremely ferocious fire.

In the end, the young master was dragged out of the fire scene by the young master Hull, and escaped with the young master on his back. He lived in a very simple small hotel for three full days before he dared to leave the house.

They just hid for nearly a month just to avoid the news and escape the underworld.

During the stay in the hotel, the young master was depressed, doing what Miss Michelle would do, not talking, not speaking, just eating simple bread, drinking a few sips of water as usual, pulling the curtains, wearing a blindfold, lying in the dark, Facing the ceiling on his back, he stayed for a whole day, letting tears soak the thin layer of fabric on his face.

Miss Michel Ben had a child and hope for a new life.

When the young master went out to drink and celebrate, he got up deliberately, touched the young master's handsome and beautiful face, and gently told him to come back early and not to drink too much.

In the evening, he died in that sudden and innocent disaster.

Miss Michelle is gone, the teenager's experiment is meaningless, her body was burned to ashes, the laboratory was also destroyed, and there is no possibility of Miss Michelle extracting dna to create human clones.

Master Hull was also stimulated by the experience of the extermination case. He recovered the shadow character left by the massacre, and started an unstoppable bloodthirsty life.

At the same time, the information about the murder that the young master had hidden for many years was intentionally done by someone, and all of them were exposed, pointing all the finger of the murderer who dismembered the corpse to the young man. The young master and Master Hull were convicted of felony crimes and began to be wanted Since then, he has lived a life of ups and downs.

All thoughts vanish overnight.

But with the strength of these two people alone, they can't compete with any underworld family, even a very weak and small family.

At that time, they can only accept it.

After two and a half months, the rumor finally passed.

The young master brought Hull to change his name and surname. In order to survive, he lived the lowest life, the most miserable life, and used another identity, walking dead, sluggish, and only felt that if he lived a day, it was a day.

After some days of inquiring, I finally understood the real reason for this fire and this crusade.

This was not a disaster from heaven, but was planned by the Beiming people themselves—they used their rights as one of the four major families to openly frame the blame, intentionally and secretly sold the remaining medicines in stock, and planted them on the young master. Then set off another crusade, gather other underworld families, use the hands of others to destroy the traces of the previous agreement, use a fire to create a massacre, kill people, and take the opportunity to sell the stolen goods.

They are using the underworld forces that the young master cannot majeure to avenge the previous break.

When Master Hull told the young master the news he had inquired about, the young master took out his scalpel and stared at it silently for 10 minutes.

Less than three days later, the young master saw an old man who had survived the fire.

The old man was covered in scars, ferocious and frightening, and his body was very weak, as if he would die at any moment, but he held a solid-color square wooden box firmly in his hand, opened it, and handed it to the young master.

It was the old butler.

He escaped from the fire, but he couldn't save Miss Michelle who was caught in the fire, but at the critical moment, he remembered this important thing for the young master and brought it out. Trekking, relying on begging to raise money, went to every place where the young master lived in Germany, and finally smuggled to the UK, wandering around the old house of Master Jack in London every day, looking for it, and finally the hard work paid off, allowing him to find the young master.

The things in that box were extremely difficult to manufacture, and stored all of Michelle's memory chips.

Master Hale was ecstatic.

The young master looked at the four chips on display, his eyes suddenly turned icy, it was icy cold that could freeze everything.

Du, in order to repay you, I will give you back your ruined face, your mutilated arm, and a new life.

The butler was slightly startled, looked at the familiar but unfamiliar young master, and nodded.

Hull, I'll make it.

That day, the undulating curve of the young master's lips was cruel but beautiful.

It turned out that the young master was not a kind-hearted character at all, but because he had practiced medicine for many years and read too many words of benevolence from doctors, he classified himself as a kind-hearted person. Cognition, it turns out to be wrong.

Perhaps others have never understood what lies behind the young master's calm gaze, but the housekeeper who has served him for many years understands——

From that fire, the young master severely branded four words in his heart, engraved with blood, and will never forget them for the rest of his life.

Nangong.

Bei Ming.

They can destroy the young master's pharmaceutical factory, the young master's research room, the young master's house...but they shouldn't destroy the young master's wife, the young master's home, the young master's children, the young master's research, and the young master's hope...

Because, one day, the young master will let these people taste the despair of being destroyed. "