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The 400th floor of the World Tower.

In a room with a unique shape like a biochemical madman's laboratory, a middle-aged bald man wearing a thick protective suit stepped back from the operating table and said in a muffled voice with a mask: "Okay, get up and see if you can adapt to your new body."

On the operating table, a delicate and stylish female body slowly sat up and then went downstairs.

The moment the soles of the feet touched the ground, a large hole was melted into the floor, and it was not until it sank 1.5 cm into the ground and stepped on some special glass before it could barely stop erosion.

The middle-aged bald man patted his forehead and said annoyedly: "I forgot to make you a pair of isolation boots, wait."

He leaned sideways on the tool table and said, "The lethality of this lethal metal derivative is too great. Even if you barely connect your human body, it will not be able to merge normally. Not only will it be inseparable from liquid nitrogen for life, but it also has to endure the pain of corrosion every moment."

After several operations on the machine, a pair of crystal-clear high heels quickly got out of the mold and were transferred to the feet of the female body by a robot.

Seeing her lifting her white and smooth soles and gently sliding into her high heels, the middle-aged bald man sighed and said, "Why are you doing this?"

The woman put on a special transparent close-fitting isolation jacket little by little, and then slowly put on a normal jacket. Her movements were very light and slow, as if she was enduring great pain.

The expression was calm and calm, and there was no sign of anything unusual at all.

After all the clothes were put on, she opened her mouth slightly and spitted out the white gas. She nodded to the middle-aged bald man next to her, saying, "Thank you, I feel good."

The middle-aged bald man shook his head, turned around and began to clean up all kinds of messy tools, and sighed and said, "You're welcome, it's hard for you to remember to come to see me. It's a lot of effort to find the level of the World Tower."

The woman tried to take a few steps and whispered: "It's not too much effort. After all, no matter how you reset it, there are always some things that remain unchanged."

Hearing the sound of high heels falling on the floor, the middle-aged bald man smiled in confusion and asked, "It's okay to reject those powerful and powerful mechanical bodies, why don't even replace all the male bodies with women?"

The sound of the high heels landing on the ground stopped.

The gentle voice was like a bird singing in the woods: "Why? On the one hand, it might be a broken can, but after losing most of the body, just try a woman's life."

"What about the other hand?" The middle-aged bald man chatted casually, summarizing a set of tools into the box and closing it.

"On the other hand?" The woman appeared in his ears at some point. The breath she exhaled turned into white mist as soon as she encountered the air. A naughty smile appeared on the corner of her mouth for the first time: "Maybe it is because women are more likely to make people relax their guard, just like now."

The middle-aged bald man turned his head with difficulty, his face full of confusion and disbelief. He wanted to raise his hand to fight back but spit out a mouthful of blood, and he lost his rest in the blink of an eye.

The woman pulled her arms back from his body, and the other party's blood could not hold on to the white and smooth skin, and fell to the ground drop by drop, turning into nutrients from microorganisms.

She glanced at the fast-fire bald man, nodded with satisfaction, and slowly untied the specially rolled up sleeves.

They are all specially made and can't be dirty, otherwise they will have no clothes to wear.

While thinking, she walked out of the lab slowly while stepping on her high heels.

Go far enough away and press a button in your hand.

"boom!"

The laboratory behind and the bald man's body turned into a purple-white sea of ​​fire.

Under the reflection of the fire, her figure grew longer and longer, disappearing little by little at the end of the dark aisle.

The 20th floor of the World Tower.

Wang Wen did not satisfy any paddler's wishes.

In other words, it is not drug production, not fighting, nor mechanical techniques.

He walked over just like that.

Close your eyes and open them.

Everyone around the fat man with big belly flew into the air.

He hit the wall from afar and vomited blood and slid down.

The fat man who was originally very arrogant and urinated was begging for mercy.

"I didn't want to kill you." Wang Wen comforted him in foreign language.

Turning around and asking if the aircraft in the air is one of the progress?

The aircraft lowers the mechanical sound: [Count].

"Bang!"

Almost close to the close distance, the shotgun bullets were all shot into the fat man's stomach.

The fat man's belly was the first to flow out of blood.

Wang Wen shook his head disgustedly, shot him again, and then turned around and left.

He did not lie.

I really didn't want to kill.

Unfortunately, the other party’s bad luck is actually the progress.

That doesn't matter if you think about it or not.

It is something that must be done.

After all, it's only the 20th floor, and Wang Wen still has to continue climbing up.

The three paddlers who were hiding not far away watched did not close their mouths when the vilified suits flew up.

I saw Wang Wen return with a gun.

The three of them were in a panic and didn't know what posture to worship.

Nodding seems too casual.

Kneeling is a bit too heavy.

Finally, after thinking about it, the three of them lay down on the ground and folded their hands on their heads and kept praying.

Wang Wen looked at them with laughter and cry and asked, "What are you doing?"

The second male lead raised his face full of dust and replied: "We are worshiping gods, Master Jia, you must be a true god of five hundred levels! It is fate to meet each other. Thank you for taking me flying. I hope you will have a chance to witness the master's heroic figure next time!"

The second female female head looked up, her face was full of sweat, and she didn't care about the makeup. She was excited just by carp and said: "Brother, are there no waiters around me? Exclusive private waiters, you can serve tea, water, bags, massage, and warm the bed! Don't pay a share of the wages, if it really doesn't work, I can pay for the wages! Please contact information to cover me in the world tower in the future!"

The man looked up, as if he had made up some determination, and said with a serious expression: "You can continue after this level is completed. I will leave the tower first, and I will wait outside the tower. Mr. A needs personnel to be on call at any time and place, but now you don't have to worry about yours. I will wait slowly outside the tower and die!"

All three of them knew very well.

Meeting is fate.

It's really just fate.

Everyone is a wild team. After this level, the next level will go their separate ways and no one knows which year or month we will meet again.

The only hope that you can be more reliable is to contact information or make friends with the boss outside the tower. No matter what your identity is, as long as both parties formally know each other, you can try to make an appointment to form a regular team before entering the tower in the future, and your tower level must not soar upwards!

The three of them are very self-aware.

I know that the other party doesn't look down on this strength at all.

I didn't even have a chance to take action after this entire level, so I slowly opened up the progress by myself.

So I simply give up any strategy or method completely and just blindly stick to the goal and seek some extravagance.

I remembered that at the beginning of the 20th floor, I thought that an ordinary rookie who was overestimating my abilities had been assigned. The second male lead couldn't help but slap himself hard, and the force was so heavy that it directly cracked his lips.

The two people next to him looked at him in surprise, guessing in their minds that this was another surprising new trick.

But after the second male lead slap, he grabbed Wang Wen's trousers and cried loudly, and his tears kept shouting: "I'm wrong with God of Arms! I'm looking down at people! I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai! I'm confused by ignorance. I'm not worried about offending you all the way. I'm just a piece of shit, a piece of shit mixed with arsenic! You raise your hands and let me flow away. Don't dirty your precious hands!"

The first male and the second female were completely shocked. I thought I was shameless, but I didn't expect this guy to be even more cruel!
Chapter completed!