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Chapter 462 Son of Qinglong

 In the early morning, the lazy light shone in from outside the window. Looking at Jiang Chanyi sleeping like a kitten next to him, Ye Bai couldn't help but smile.

Last night, it was Jiang Chanyi's first time. Naturally, she was bullied so much by a veteran driver that she didn't fall asleep until late at night.

After getting up, Ye Bai made some tonic meat, mushroom and ginseng porridge for Jiang Chanyi, and then called the villa housekeeper and ANBU manager Li Wenxue.

Li Wenxue was one of a group of orphans that Ye Bai secretly funded and trained when he first arrived in Changsha more than ten years ago. Later, he followed Jiang Chanyi after studying abroad.

"Third Master."

Li Wenxue stood at the stairs on the first floor, her face slightly red and said respectfully.

Last night, although the ANBU members were all guarding the first floor, they still heard an indescribable sound, and the sound seemed to last all night. I don’t know what kind of system the third master is, so he went downstairs energetically early in the morning.

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"I heard from Chanyi that you are the person who knows the "Manhattan Project" best. Please tell me the details." Ye Bai leaned on the white leather sofa.

"Yes." Li Wenxue said happily.

"The "Manhattan Project" was led by the U.S. government and secretly assembled a group of the best Western countries..."

Ye Bai nodded slowly. Considering what Jiang Chanyi said last night, he probably understood.

Now the parameters and schematic diagram of the atomic bomb have been designed.

In the laboratory located in the hinterland of the desert, these scientists are already experimenting with building the first atomic bomb, and are expected to conduct a detonation experiment in the desert in a month.

As for the news that the Wang family was also involved, it has something to do with Oppenheimer, the head of the laboratory that Li Wenxue contacted.

"Are you familiar with Oppenheimer?" Ye Bai asked with a smile. Oppenheimer was also famous in later generations. He was known as the father of the American atomic bomb and was considered one of the top scientists in the United States.

"He used to be my laboratory teacher, but now he is pursuing me." Li Wenxue's face turned red.

Ye Bai shook his head slightly, lamenting that this guy Oppenheimer was an old man eating young grass. Looking at Li Wenxue's expression, he didn't seem to reject it.

"Although you are from ANBU, I will not restrict your feelings. As long as you don't break the family rules, you can get married and have children in the United States."

For Ye Bai, it is also a good thing that someone from the ANBU can break into the top circle of scientists in the United States.

Li Wenxue looked happy: "Thank you, Third Master."

Sister Chanyi is right, as long as she tells the third master about it when he is in a good mood, the third master will not blame him.

Thinking of Jiang Chanyi who was still lying on the second floor unable to get up, Li Wenxue was filled with gratitude.

In the afternoon, Ye Bai asked Li Wenxue to drive and go sightseeing in a small town not far from the villa, which was a preliminary experience of the American style in the mid-20th century.

It was approaching dusk, and the off-road vehicle was parked at the edge of the desert.

Li Wenxue pointed forward and said: "Third Master, the experimental base of the Manhattan Project is in the core of this desert. At first, Oppenheimer also wanted to bring me into the experimental group, but because I have an Asian face, I was banned by the U.S. government.

The senior management rejected it."

"How do you usually contact him?"

"Usually I write letters and make phone calls in emergencies, once a week." Li Wenxue paused and then said: "Half a month ago, he told me on the phone that a "Wang" organization was targeting him.

, and let me protect myself carefully."

"Then, has there been any information from him in the past half month?"

Li Wenxue shook his head: "In the last call, he didn't talk about the "Wang" organization or the progress of the laboratory's work, but I could see that he was very happy and said that he would let me watch the fireworks in the desert in a month.



Ye Bai smiled, this old guy is quite interesting, and he is unique in using atomic bombs as fireworks.

"The Wang family never fights alone, at least as a small team. Although this desert is large, there are not many small towns around it. You send people to check the faces of strangers and people who purchase supplies in large numbers."<

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"Yes."

......

Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, it had been a week since Ye Bai arrived in the United States.

Ye Bai often has nothing to do in the villa, but Li Wenxue and his subordinates are not idle. While they are investigating the whereabouts of the Wang family, they are also investigating the situation of the Crawford family.

On this day, Li Wenxue finally found clues about a wave of mysterious forces.

The night is misty and chilly.

There was a white three-story foreign-style building with three heavily armed secret sentries hidden outside. Ye Bai's ghostly figure floated past and sneaked into the building.

The living room was in a mess, with cans, boxes, and wine bottles scattered all over the floor.

Ye Bai frowned slightly. Being so slovenly didn't seem to be the Wang family's style. Did he find the wrong organization?

There are many small rooms in the foreign-style building. Ye Bai can judge the distribution of people through the sound of breathing.

He knocked out two gunmen guarding the corridor, went directly to the third floor, and sneaked into the only room.

On the big bed in the room, a young man of about twenty years old was lying on two snow-white foreign girls doing exercises.

Ye Bai watched with interest for a while, but was attracted by the tattoo pattern on the young man's back.

A green python covered with green scales and long fangs.

Immortal bloodline?

Interesting.

Looking at the face of this young man, he was somewhat similar to Qinglong, one of the senior members of the Wang family. Ye Bai had some guesses in his mind.

On the bed, Ji Feng's lower body was thrust faster and faster, and when he was about to burst out, he found that two foreign girls had fainted at the same time.

Darling, this foreign girl can’t do it either. She surrendered to him so quickly.

However, the room was so quiet that Ji Feng suddenly noticed something was wrong and turned around, only to see a dark figure standing in front of him.

"You..."

The black shadow pressed a finger on Ji Feng's forehead, and the finger seemed to bear a huge force, pressing down so that Ji Feng could not move.

"Want to die or live?" came the hoarse voice.

Chinese?

Ji Feng swallowed his saliva and looked horrified: "Hero, spare your life, you want to live."

"What's the name? What organization?"

"Zhang... Feng, the name of the organization is: Holy Trinity."

"Give you another chance." Ye Bai's voice was cold and ruthless, like the god of death from hell.

The strength of his fingers increased, and Ji Feng felt as if his head would explode.

Compared with family rules, he felt that his own life was more important.

"Sir, please spare my life...I said, I said, my name is Ji Feng, I am from the Wang family."

"It's quite sensible." Ye Bai loosened his fingers and gave Ji Feng a chance to breathe.

Ji Feng collapsed on the bed, gasping for air. Although he hid a gun under the pillow and a sharp dagger in the leather boots under the bed, he did not dare to risk his life.

This black shadow could suppress him with one finger, which was beyond his cognition.

However, Ji Feng still secretly raised his head, trying to see the black shadow's face clearly.

Ye Bai simply took off his black robe.
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