Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

The eight SWAT guards did die, and the body was hidden in a utility room. They were all very young, and the eight lives were gone, and they would never return.

Ning Tao bowed deeply to the bodies of the eight special policemen before closing the door and returning to the large experimental area.

In the large experimental area, the device that interfered with communication has been closed, and the bomb has been removed. Her speed of doing things surprised Ning Tao, and she became more aware of the secret that she was an agent. Each agent is an all-around warrior, who can skydive up and dive into the sea, and she is probably such an all-around warrior.

Jiang Hao put the pliers that cut the wires aside, and the whole person relaxed from the tension. She said to Ning Tao, "If we miss and that guy presses the detonated button, this lab will be bombed fly."

Ning Tao was still anxious. "Then you do n’t have to wait for the bomb disposal expert to come and dismantle yourself?"

"I'm a bomb-removal expert, who do I wait for? The bomb is threatened by another second," Jiang Hao said, and suddenly remembered something, "Did you find them? They ..."

Ning Tao's expression suddenly faded. "They all died."

Jiang Hao looked up at the ceiling above his head, and said gently, "Comrades, let's go."

There has never been any good time, but some people move forward for us, such as Jiang Hao, such as the eight sacrificed special forces, and tens of millions of them.

Ning Tao removed the anesthesia needle that was still tied to Lin Qinghua's neck, but Lin Qinghua did not wake up. Ning Tao did have a way to wake him up, and he could do it with a little spiritual power, but he didn't do it. The environment here is so chaotic. If Lin Qinghua was suddenly awakened and he was stimulated, it would not be good to expose the face of the new demon.

Ning Tao pushed Lin Qinghua with his chair into the office.

All the computer hard disks in the office were taken off, and the floor was covered with spilled books and materials. The purpose of that special team is not difficult to guess, they want to take Lin Qinghua, and what they think is important in this laboratory.

Jiang Hao ended in silence, and made a phone call to Lin Qinghua's office. She glanced at the messy office and said, "I've informed people that this place is remote. It may take a while."

Ning Tao said, "Otherwise, I'll leave first. There's nothing wrong with me here."

Jiang Hao gave Ning Tao a blindfold. "So many people have died here. The whole battlefield is full of your footprints. The militants are almost all killed by you. You say it ’s too casual to leave, right? No, You have to stay, and I'll send you back after I've finished the transcript. "

Ning Tao nodded, and he really couldn't be so casual.

Jiang Hao said again, "It's a pity that there is no living mouth, otherwise it will be able to interrogate something valuable." Her gaze moved to Ning Tao's face, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. You're good at shooting, and that guy exploded in one shot. "

Ning Tao smiled bitterly. "Are you funny to make fun of me like this?"

Jiang Hao walked to the sofa. "But the first time you fired, it was a great achievement. Come to me when you have time. I will teach you to shoot. I believe you will become a sharpshooter."

Ning Tao shook his head. "I'm a doctor. What can I learn to shoot?"

He is a practitioner, he does not need to practice marksmanship. What he needs is to continuously improve his spiritual power and learn more advanced spiritual powers, such as spells and the like. What other marksmanship did he need at that time?

After this battle, he also had a new understanding of himself. Although he is a spiritual master and has spiritual protection, at this stage his spiritual power is far from being able to resist the attack of bullets. It ’s difficult for his psionic energy field to defend that kind of fast, attacking forces at a small point, such as knives, daggers, wood and glass fragments, etc. He will have to pay attention to avoid fighting again Injured by these things.

While Ning Tao was thinking about this, Jiang Hao, who was walking to the sofa, suddenly grabbed the hem of the T-shirt, raised his hands up, and the blood-bloomed T-shirt was pulled from her body.

Ning Tao's gaze shifted uncontrollably to her, and she stopped. Take off your clothes when you don't agree. What is this?

Jiang Hao was lying on the sofa, and she only had a flesh-colored bra on her upper body. It wasn't just the slim but muscular waist limbs exposed to the air, but also the large white fair skin, and the wood **** and glass fragments stuck on her back. Some wounds were still bleeding.

"Have you watched it? Come over and help me with the wound." Jiang Hao said.

Ning Tao came back to his senses quickly. He quickly found a first aid kit and then treated Jiang Hao with the wound on his back. He took a bottle of medicinal alcohol from the first aid kit and poured it on her back.

"Huh!" Jiang Hao snorted, holding his hands tightly on the sofa's holster, and the expression on his face was painful.

Alcohol and wounds, the pain is not the solution to the problem.

After disinfection, Ning Tao pulled up a piece of glass with tweezers and pulled up.

"His ..." Jiang Hao frowned.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "You are not afraid of death, are you still afraid of pain?"

Jiang Hao glanced back at Ning Tao, "How dare you make fun of me? Who vomited just now?"

Ning Tao picked up an alcohol cotton ball with tweezers and put it on an untreated wound of Jiang Hao. The wound was near her hips, in the middle area of ​​the "Y" line. The cotton ball was placed there, leaning against a black elastic band, which was particularly eye-catching, like the little tail of a rabbit.

Jiang Hao, who was in pain, looked back, and a pair of beautiful eyes were about to spit fire. She bit her teeth, "Are you intentional?"

Ning Tao had a serious expression on his face. "I'm treating you the wound. You say that to me, do you believe me and make it for you?"

Jiang was so fierce, "Dare you get me? You get it, you get it!"

Ning Tao, "..."

As soon as the wound on his body was dealt with, Jiang Hao was too lazy to wear a T-shirt. He just put Ning Tao on the sofa and dealt with the wound. But what she saw was a clean back. Although Ning Tao's back had some small wounds pierced with wood dross and glass, the wood dross and glass fragments in the wound were gone, and the wound showed signs of scarring.

Jiang was so surprised: "My back is almost stabbed, how are you all right?"

Ning Tao took the opportunity to sit up from the sofa. "I have thick skin and thick skin, and I have practiced since childhood. What is this little injury? You don't need to deal with it for me, just put on my clothes."

In fact, it was the spiritual energy field that squeezed the wood **** and glass fragments that had stuck on his back out of the wound. His spiritual power is the special spiritual power of a natural middleman between good and evil. He comes with a healing aura. This little wound on his body is uncertain. What kind of special spiritual power is it?

But such a secret cannot be told to Jiang Hao.

Moreover, Jiang Hao, who had only a flesh-colored bra in his upper body, did cause him a lot of trouble. The angry left girl and right girl, as well as the white belly with clearly visible eight-pack abs, and the inverted crotch line, seemed to seduce him to do something passionate.

To make matters worse, he suddenly remembered the first kiss stolen by Jiang Hao, and his taste seemed to remain on his lips.

Jiang Hao suddenly calmed down and looked at Ning Tao with a deep eye.

With four eyes facing each other, a strange magnetic field was born between the two.

Waltz on the battlefield, and that sudden first kiss, the relationship between the two seems to have changed subtly.

Jiang Hao said nothing, but her body "oppressed" Ning Tao sitting on the sofa ...

Ning Tao was inexplicably nervous, "That, I remember, the mercenary killer Qiu Meng said that his employer was an American named Nicholas Conway, would these militants be sent by the man named Nicholas Conway of?"

Jiang Hao propped his hands on the sofa back of Ning Tao, and a "sandy" was born.

Ning Tao leaned his back firmly on the sofa, but Jiang Hao's anger was still aggressive and "glaring at him", like driving a high-beam headlight, making him afraid Look straight.

"I thought about it long ago, but I don't want to talk about it." Jiang Hao said.

"Then what do you want to talk about?"

"Do not talk."

Ning Tao, "..."

"Hmm!" A voice suddenly sounded in the hormonal space.

Seeing that Jiang Ning Tao was about to press himself, Jiang Hao hurriedly stood on the sofa and stood up ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ grabbed the T-shirt on the sofa and put it on.

The moaning sound came from Lin Qinghua's mouth, and he woke up.

"I ... you ..." Lin Qinghua stared at Jiang Hao and Ning Tao who were in the office with surprise, he tried to remember what happened, but it was obviously futile, he could only recall the anaesthetic needle He had no idea what happened before the anesthesia, what happened later.

"You guys talk, I'll take a look outside." Jiang Hao strode away, his face flushed scary.

Lin Qinghua calmed down quickly. After Jiang Hao went out, he lowered his voice, "Master, what happened? Why is your old man here?"

Ning Tao was a little speechless. "I'm not your master. Don't call me master. How many times do I have to repeat this?"

Lin Qinghua said: "You always refuse to do that, and I respect your decision, but I will try to impress you, and I believe that one day I will impress you to accept me as a disciple. You will not let me call you Master , I dare not call you Atao or anything, how about I call your boss? "

Ning Tao shrugged and was speechless.

Lin Qinghua got up from the office chair on the roller, his body shook a bit, and he felt a little weightless response. Then, his gaze moved out of the door inadvertently, and after a second he opened his throat, "Ah-"

He saw the corpse lying on the ground, and the brain flower that the bean flower sprinkled on the ground.

Ning Tao shook his head and could not help but secretly said, "You still want to be my disciple with such guts? Qing Zhui is a demon, you are also a demon, but you are too far behind, right? Nurse, you are not even qualified to sweep the floor. "

I don't know what the Ph.D. Lin Qinghua and the future chairman of Blueprint Biotech know about what the "Master" he admires is thinking and what it will be like.