Kuanglong Jones woke up in a daze and was about to curse: Which bastard hit me in the head?!

But I found that I was in a strange house, not far away, many staff members in white work clothes were pointing at me and talking.

Jones was furious. The damn reptile dared to comment on me. Are you tired of living?!

He secretly gathered the dragon's breath and wanted to burn the reptiles to death.

However, no matter how he gathers energy, he can't form dragon breath, and the source of magic in his body seems to be sealed.

Jones was shocked and panicked to flap his wings, but found that his whole body was locked tightly by huge chains and could not move at all.

"It's useless, haha," a young man wearing sunglasses appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged man in work clothes stood next to him.

"You...who are you?" Jones stared at the two people in front of him in disbelief, "Are you caught me?"

"Yes, you're very smart," the middle-aged man clapped his hands, "This is the Sky City Research Institute. This is our leader, Mr. Yang Jian and Mr. Yang. I am Doug, the head of the research institute, and he is mainly engaged in doll research."

"You catch me here, what do you want to do?" Jones said in a trembling voice, an ominous premonition swept across it.

Yang Jian winked, and Doug took out a document from his pocket.

This is obviously an employment contract with some regulations and various signatures.

Doug began to read out the contract.

"Party A: employer, Sky City Secret Weapons Research Institute, from now on, Party B, Kuanglong Jones, engages in secret weapons research, works for eight hours a day, and enjoys ministerial treatment. If there are special requirements, you can consider it at your discretion."

"The contract term is three years. Since the nature of the work is full-time and closed, if there are no special circumstances, Mr. Kuanglong Jones cannot move around at will and is bound by the employer. After the contract expires, the employer can renew the contract on his own without the consent of Party B."

"Party B, Mr. Mad Dragon Jones, do you agree to these regulations?" Doug said slowly.

Looking at Jones again, his mouth was so wide that it could be stuffed into a cow, and his eyes were almost falling off.

"I protest!" Jones immediately woke up, "This is not a contract of employment, it's just a contract of selling one's body!"

"You have no choice!" Yang Jian told him the current situation.

"If you disagree, then leave it to Dr. Doug as a test subject."

"Hehe", Doug smiled sinisterly, "I heard that dragon blood and dragon tendons have special effects, and maybe they can improve combat effectiveness for dolls."

"Uh", when Jones thought of being tortured, he was not as good as death as he was tortured, but now he had no power to fight back, so he immediately chose to compromise.

"Ok, Jones, do it well, our union will never treat you badly," Yang Jian slapped its wings.

A few months later, the Sky City Secret Weapons Institute launched a new infrasonic weapon, code-named "Crazy Dragon's Roar", which truly kills people invisibly. It uses sound waves as attack carriers and can now be mass-produced, and the specific manufacturing principle is unknown.

This weapon quickly attracted the attention of the military forces of various countries, and the weapons procurement departments of various countries began to contact the Sky City and rush to order.
Chapter completed!