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Chapter 13 Windfall

Qin City is a very remote area, surrounded by a hill between the suburbs and nearby town shops, and there is a very hidden building complex.

Nearby villagers looked over by the roadside and could see three large warehouses with the logos of unknown clothing factories printed on them. They didn't think there was anything special.

About ten meters underground in the warehouse is a world-class laboratory. The warehouse is just a cover-up, and the laboratory is the key. The laboratory has all the protections in place, and general natural disasters cannot cause damage at all.

The internal levels of the laboratory are tight and armed.

In a large transparent training room in a large laboratory, a group of men were training, and huge sandbags and special dummies were knocked away.

"Xiao Wu, tell me the situation."

"Mr. Report, the evolution is going very smoothly. Their boxing power can reach 300 kilograms and can kick two tons of iron out of three or four meters away, but the new mysterious red substance... is still no one can absorb it."

The gentleman Xiao Wu called was Xiong Zhengping, who was Xiong Zhenxuan's father. He was 1.8 meters tall and had long dark hair. He was well maintained. From his appearance, he couldn't tell that he was a man in his fifties with his waist and back straight.

Xiong Zhenxuan was staring at the person in the transparent house with sunglasses beside Xiong Zhengping. There was a clear smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tongue licked his lips from time to time, looking very excited.

Xiong Zhengping seemed very dissatisfied after listening to the report and said coldly: "All instruments are among the world's top, can't there be any breakthrough?"

"First...sir, please give us some more time, and there is not much that kind of substance." After saying that, Xiao Wu's voice was like a mosquito silk.

"No one succeeded?"

"No." Xiao Wu was sweating all over his head, and he was very afraid of Xiong Zhengping.

Xiong Zhengping frowned and nodded, then patted Xiong Zhenxuan on the shoulder and said, "Zhenxuan, these people will be our strength in the future, and you have to work hard on yourself. By the way, do you still remember the incident of the Red Mantis before?"

When Xiong Zhengping got the mysterious red substance, he immediately started the experiment. He first used a mantis to perform a living experiment and directly injected an extremely cool mysterious substance. As a result, within a few seconds, the ten-centimeter-long green mantis turned into a giant red mantis more than one meter, making a "hooho" sound from his mouth. The serrated teeth on the forelimbs emitted a cold light, and instantly cut the three-centimeter-thick protective cover.

Just when researchers in the laboratory thought there would be a riot, the giant red mantis fell to the ground while waving his forelimbs and lost his vital signs.

The new red mysterious substance is very different from the mysterious substances obtained before. After inspection, it was found that the energy contained is very large, countless times more than the mysterious substances obtained before, and humans cannot absorb them at all.

"Dad, do you think that the huge fish skins and large creatures on the island are affected by this mysterious substance and have caused mutations?"

"It should be related."

"Then why is there only a pair of fish skin left, and the flesh and bones seem to have evaporated."

"This is what I want to know. Uncle Liu has already set out and it won't take long to get the answer. You can't mention these things outside, do you know?" Xiong Zhengping said to Xiong Zhenxuan very seriously.

"Don't worry, I understand."

"Keep it around, don't miss any opportunity, let you leave the collection matters to you." Xiong Zhengping said to Xiong Zhenxuan.

"Know."

After saying that, the few people looked at the transparent house quietly again.

The man in the house kept attacking the dummy in front of him. The special dummy weighed hundreds of pounds and was beaten away by him.

At noon on Sunday, Ling Fan was having a meal in the cafeteria, his favorite curry potato beef rice bowl.

While eating it was just delicious, a man suddenly sat opposite him.

Ling Fan looked up and stood up rubbing his eyes, chewing the beef that was not too bad in his mouth, and said impatiently: "What's wrong with you?"

The scar black suit, which is the uncle Zhou and Zhou Kaiquan, whom Xiong Zhenxuan's mouth, sat upright opposite Ling Fan, and was still dressed in the same black suit. However, this time, he did not wear black sunglasses. You can see that the scar extends from his cheek to the corner of his eyes, and a folder is sandwiched under his armpits.

"This time I'm looking for you, I'm not going to do anything else, I'm just giving this to you." After that, Zhou Kaiquan put the folder on the table, got up and left.

When he walked by Ling Fan, he said in Ling Fan's ear: "Boy, that's about it. Don't regret it when the disaster comes, it's too late."

Ling Fan clenched his fists and glared at Zhou Kaiquan leaving, and the mood to eat was gone.

After looking at the folder, Ling Fan picked it up and walked out of the cafeteria.

The campus is covered with green trees, and there are many long chairs for people to rest under the shade. Ling Fan found a quiet place to sit down.

When opening the folder, first of all, there is a family photo. Although Ling Fan, the middle-aged man and woman in the photo, he can tell from the intimate body language of the three people that the middle-aged man and woman are the parents of the girl in the photo, and the girl is Yi Xiaohuan.

Ling Fan frowned slightly, not understanding what the other party used, so he continued to look through the contents behind.

At first, Ling Fan didn't feel anything, but the more he looked at his brows, the deeper he frowned. When he saw it for half of the time, he was very angry and closed the folder and stopped looking.

"It means to let me know the difference between each other and then retreat." Ling Fan said to himself: "Why tell me some shameful things that Yi Xiaohuan's father did, and let me report them? Or do I think that if I have a father, I will have a daughter. It's really a good intention, Xiong Zhenxuan."

Ling Fan sat on the bench for a long time and did not move. After a long time, he smiled.

"What happened to her parents and how much money I had with me? Not long after, it was a big upside down. It wasn't necessarily much better than a civilian with a billionaire. All I care about is Yi Xiaohuan, and other things have nothing to do with me."

Thinking about this key, Ling Fan raised his hand and prepared to tear the folder. After thinking, this would not work. The contents in the folder were too important and must not be exposed. He had to choose a proper way to deal with it.

Ling Fan walked back to the dormitory building with the folder.

"System system, there is a folder here, which is mine, recycled."

"Successfully recycled the folder belonging to the owner, and the recycling value is 5.8."

"Watt?" Ling Fan stood there on the spot.

"System, how much is the recycling value of that folder just now?"

"Master, recovery value is 5.8."

"Oh my God! This is a fortune from heaven. System, tell me why, why, why so much is added."

Ling Fan stood in the dim corridor with light tubes, his face changed color, and was surprised, happy, and confused. When several passers-by saw his appearance, they were so scared that they walked over the wall tremblingly. After passing Ling Fan was alone, they ran downstairs.

"That person was sick just now, and his muscles on his face were cramped!"

"Don't you know who he is? Ling Fan, a master of Taekwondo, and the apprentice of Deputy President Yi!"

"Damn it, it's him. I can't afford to offend him, but fortunately I run fast."

After the system recycles the items, it can provide identification services.

"Master, the folder itself has a very low recycling value, but the content in the folder is very valuable."

Ling Fan understood that it turned out that those shameful things were of high value.

"Xiong Zhenxuan, Xiong Zhenxuan, if you knew that the folder you gave me helped me so much, would you vomit blood? Haha."

Taking cheerful steps, Ling Fan returned to the dormitory and hummed a song all the way: "Today is a good day. Are you happy? I'm very happy!"
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