"I would do this to survive, so was the Mountain Spirit killed by the explosion?" said the taciturn man.

"He was shot. When my soldiers followed the fire and smoke of the explosion, they found that the attacker lying on the ground was not dead. The explosion was so powerful that it could blow through the cave and even the corpse was blown to pieces. The veneer was

It was actually still alive after being hit by an explosion, but it looked much miserable. My soldiers immediately shot a bunch of bullets into it and smashed his heart."

"He should be the head guy." The boy wearing headphones on the table suddenly said calmly.

The old gentleman looked at the boy and was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Floyd's bullet should have started at the head. After all, no one would have thought that a creature with its chest smashed could bite him back in time, and kill him."

Half of his shoulder was ripped off."

"It's not a fatal injury. If the bleeding is stopped, even if it can be saved, if your soldiers stay on the battlefield for more than a year, they will definitely be exposed to some battlefield first aid methods." The taciturn man said.

"He stopped the bleeding but not the poisoning." said the old gentleman. "It was a very troublesome and fatal chronic poison. Floyd persisted until rescue arrived, but unfortunately he did not survive the poisoning attack.

, the only things left at the scene were the story he dictated and a corpse.”

"What does a 'mountain spirit' look like?" the woman asked.

"This is the most surprising part of this story for me," the old gentleman said. "No matter how many times I tell or recall it, I will still be surprised, because the body that the rescue team brought back by helicopter was not any beast I knew.

It was a woman from Southeast Asia. It was then that I realized that the attacker's armor that blocked Floyd's bullet was not armor at all, but layers of fine scales that grew all over that woman's body. Her face was not scary.

She can even be said to be delicate, but unfortunately the teeth under her lips are sharper than knives. We dissected her and found that her internal structure is almost the same as that of humans, but there is a huge difference in the number of bones."

"Her bone density is five times that of normal people, and her muscle strength and joint fascia toughness are all beyond normal levels. This means that her speed and strength can easily exceed the limits of the peak human beings in the Olympics. If she hadn't lost her

With reason, she can be the strongest predator in the jungle and the strongest warrior in the war." The old gentleman said, "I was really sorry that Floyd killed her at that time. If I had a choice, I hope to die.

The one I prefer is Freud, because I am willing to spend several times the time to go to the jungle to capture such a living creature for study or domestication."

"You are here because you suddenly saw hope again after losing the opportunity." The greasy-headed man said.

"Yes." The old gentleman nodded, "We studied her almost completely but got nothing. In the end, we naturally cut open her internal organs to study her digestive function. After all, she almost studied our entire body.

After the team 'ate', she must have a different digestive structure, so guess what we found in her stomach?"

No one guessed, because the old gentleman had already put that thing on the table.

A beautiful syringe.

"And you received the invitation." The woman said, looking at the syringe.

"Then I received the invitation letter. I have no reason to refuse the invitation." The old gentleman, an arms and drug lord from Myanmar, said calmly, "At the same time, I am also curious whether the reason why you come here is the same as mine, which is full of weirdness and bizarreness.
Chapter completed!