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Ye Fang noticed a person.

It was three or four minutes later that he walked out of the alley behind the repair shop.

The exit of the alley is a building that penetrates the sky. The pedestrians and vehicles on the street are somewhat affected, which is a little confused.

A young man was walking out of the building. The other party was wearing a neat dark gray suit and carrying a black briefcase. However, he was walking not too big and his expression seemed a little depressed. He took two steps out, stood under the huge building and turned his head, looking up at the towering building.

This means the social status and work that such a young man needs.

But obviously, this is a loser.

Ye Fang squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, and slowly laughed. He looked around and confirmed that the computer agents did not catch up, so he took a step towards the young man.

The other party was fascinated by the building in front of him until Ye Fang gently patted his shoulder, and the young man turned his head in surprise.

Ye Fang smiled and said, "Ye Fang."

The young man dared to bet he had never seen this man, but out of courtesy, he nodded and said, "Bert Brad."

Ye raised his chin slightly towards the tall building behind him and smiled, "Where are you working?"

Brad's face turned slightly red and he said, "I'm here to apply for a job...but..."

Ye Fang shook his head and smiled: "I know, I know - those capitalists only have the stinking US dollars in their eyes. They never see our strengths and creativity, nor do they know what great wealth they will lose by giving up on us."

Bert Blatt also showed a slightly excited look. Obviously, Ye Fang's words came into his heart. Young people at this age who are "dreams" are often like this. Before encountering enough setbacks, they often think that they are the king of the world.

But Ye Fang was about to give him a meeting today.

So Ye Fang smiled: "But I am very optimistic about you... I am willing to give you a good idea, let you become an existence that is feared and terrified by the world, and put the inherent social level under your feet... Are you willing?"

Burt was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but take a step back: "What are you kidding? Is it a terrorist organization?"

Ye Fang noticed that a man in black suit and sunglasses dressed in a computer agent from the crowd on both sides was walking towards him.

After being bitten, it is impossible to get rid of these guys.

Ye Fang, he is not the kind of person who can survive these twenty-four hours by constantly escaping and hiding.

He took a step forward, and the smile on his face slowly turned into a serious look: "Do you think I am like a terrorist organization? A genuine Asian man who runs a huge underground religious crime gang in the United States - I think you know better than me, that the same will be in front of you, brave people will succeed, and cringe people will always stand still."

For passionate young people, talking about topics such as ideal success is always more useful than talking about interests.

Sure enough, Ye Fang's words successfully convinced the lost little lamb named Bert Brad. A slight look of struggle and hesitation flashed in his eyes: "Okay, but you always have to talk to me first..."

He didn't say this, because when he said the word "good", Ye Fang had already walked towards him, opened his arms, and hugged the white man in his arms like a first embrace. There was an extra needle filled with blood in Ye Fang's right. He directly injected the blood into the young man's neck.

Ye Fang chuckled in the other party's ear and said, "I give you the supreme power and power in this world."

That's a virus.

The young man responded to Ye Fang's crazy words with only a howl of pain. His body bent down due to pain, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. The sentence "What did you do to me" was only halfway through his words.

This is a T-virus that has been strengthened many times in Ye Fang's body. Although it has long lost its large-scale infection characteristics, it can still catalyze a person into a monster.

If Ye Fang is a cancer program in the mother world, then the virus in his body is the real threatening thing.

The mother's mother wanted to kill him, undoubtedly because she could penetrate what he could do.

The computer agent was getting closer and closer. He had noticed the changes on Ye Fang's side and began to shoot.

Bert, in the midst of the mutant pain, actually reacted. He raised one while struggling and caught the shots with the flesh and blood palm. Blood splattered, and the wound began to mutate in an inhuman posture.

Ye Fang was approaching the computer agent step by step, and he put away the needle he used. There were only three needles in his storage space. Without replenishment, these things cannot be discarded at will.

The gunshots panicked everyone on the street. On the street, whether it was a computer-made NPC or a real human in the virtual world, Ye Fang did not have the ability to identify the code and could not judge which one was a real human.

He took out his gun from this end of the street and shot a crazy attack with the computer agents that no one could hit anyone, but his eyes were observing the panic crowd.

A burly man with tattoos ran past Ye Fang, and he stretched out and overturned the other person to the ground.

The big man never expected that such an Asian man had such incredible power, but he was unable to react at all and was overturned to the ground by Ye Fang. An test tube filled with crimson blood was injected into his neck.

Blood and virus blended in an instant.

Ye Fang didn't even look at it. He held the last blood test tube in his mouth and continued to move forward.

Behind Ye Fang, Mr. Bert Brad's pain reached its peak. He didn't even notice that the wound in his left heart he was shot was healing at an incredible speed, but the healing position left a shocking hemored sarcoma sac, which he knocked on the ground crazily due to severe pain.

While he was bleeding, he smashed a pit on the ground.

Until some moment, he seemed to finally relieve the pain, and his eyes turned into a blood-red color that had been seen, but he did not notice it.

He looked at the pit he smashed on the hard ground and looked at the only one that was broken and bleeding when he looked at him in disbelief.

His eyes were filled with shock.

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Chapter completed!