Lin Shuo listened to his father-in-law talking like this, his face was serious, but his heart was already full of joy.
It's no wonder that the father-in-law became sworn brothers with his father back then, the two are indeed like-minded.
It's all good luck, but the heart is really dirty and listless.
This is grabbing the sore foot, pointing the person on the table, pressing down and beating him.
Slapping Alphat's face on the ground is rubbing back and forth.
Caucasian skin is inherently thin, which is a physiological characteristic. Now the face of the paladin in white is alternately green and red, as if juggling.
What is unprofessional, this is unprofessional.
At this moment, it is a business deal, and the business puts both parties on the same table, one wants to make peace, the other wants to make a profit, and it is aboveboard.
At this time, he was trying to save face, but in fact he was shameless.
No matter how capable this paladin in white is, he is a layman in this transaction.
The outsiders were not squeezed out by the insiders, it was because Liemen took care of the owner's face, let the net out, and refrained from buying and selling by force.
Obviously a layman but puts on airs, doesn't know how to hide his clumsiness, bites at the first hook, shows off blindly, that face is definitely not acceptable.
Lin Shuo was observing Alphat's reaction at this moment, wondering if this person could not help but get up and walk away.
As a result, Alpha's complexion changed for a while, he took a deep breath, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and the smile on his face became wider, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
He didn't speak, just looked at Miao Guangqi with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to hear what he had to say.
This scene fell into Lin Shuo's eyes, and the leader of Liemen couldn't help but feel secretly vigilant.
Alfart, when this man is hunting, he must take precautions.
Ability is second to none, the expression on his face is not due to his self-cultivation.
But after being humiliated repeatedly, this proud man has already become murderous.
Although blocking people's money is tantamount to killing their parents, but this is not true in this business.
Because the owner, Alezzo, has made it clear that no matter whether the Hunting Gate and the Knights of the Hospital are successful or not, the contract money will be paid according to the contract, but the reward for the successful party will be doubled.
This has greatly eased the conflict between the Hunting Gate and the Knights Hospitaller. Although the two sides have a competitive relationship, they are far from the point of life and death.
In just a few words, Miao Guangqi had formed a deadly enmity with Alpha.
In such a situation, Lin Shuo didn't think Miao Guangqi, the father-in-law, would be unexpected, and probably did it on purpose.
The old man's style, whether it is interpersonal communication or handling affairs, is so aggressive.
Lin Shuo had personally experienced this in the first three transactions last year.
The Knights of the Hospital reunited with the International Society for Biological Research and snatched up the business of the Hunting Gate and the Strange Creature Research Society. The old man appeared to be calm on the surface, but in fact he was not.
It seems that this paladin in white, Miao Guangqi, has no intention of letting him go back to Europe since the moment he saw him.
The strength of Liemen in Europe was originally weak as a whole, and the strongest Liemen family was the Xing family with a threshold of seven inches.
Before, the Xing family still had two weak ninth-level masters, but unfortunately, the father and son died in the Red Desert at the end of last year.
Under such a background, the Knights of the Hospital suddenly want to enter the hunting business, which is obviously not allowed by Miao Guangqi.
Now that the beam has been formed, how to deal with it later is a matter for private discussion. Now Lin Shuo will naturally not interrupt Miao Guangqi's train of thought.
At this time, Miao Guangqi's face was still calm, without even looking at Alpha, he said lightly:
"Lieutenant General Arezzo, I would like to know what kind of scene you saw after you led the troops into Bandar Seri Begawan half a year ago. The more detailed the better."
When Alezzo heard this question, Lin Shuo could tell that even though he still wore the pair of brown glasses on his face, this person had a serious expression.
He put down the cocktail in his hand and sat up from the lounge chair.
This person was already fat, he was a lump of flesh when he lay down, and he was like a mountain when he sat up.
As soon as he sat up, the recliner under his buttocks creaked, as if he would collapse at any moment.
Sitting there luckily, Alezzo smiled wryly, "Don't be afraid of the jokes of the three, I, Alezzo, have killed people like hell in my life.
If you want to deal with those drug lords on Borneo Island, you can't be more ruthless than them, that's impossible.
The drug lord falls into my hands, the most common way to die is to cut him in half.
Avoiding the vital organs, and cutting down the middle of the waist, the person cannot die immediately.
All the blood from both parts of the body must be drained before he can die.
You may not know that once the abdominal cavity is amputated, a person cannot speak, let alone shout.
Can only write.
Before these drug lords died, they basically knew how to write.
The ones who write the most are "miserable" or "painful". Individuals who are educated can write half a poem.
As for me, I rubbed out the bloody words written by them, mounted them, and signed their names, and let my subordinates carry these words to destroy other drug lords.
This is called irreconcilable power. "
Having said that, Alezor paused for a moment, and sighed: "But even someone like me would not want to think about the scene I saw that day.
It's so miserable.
When I entered the city at that time, I actually had no idea.
I have also heard of the seven-color deer from the teacher's side.
This stuff is highly poisonous, and the toxin is contagious.
But at that time, the high-level Indonesian government had been bribed by drug lords, and they wanted to transfer me back.
This time I go back, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.
No matter how powerful we cultivators are, we are still no match for the state apparatus, and we will die anyway, so I wanted to give it a go.
Before entering the city, the soldiers under my command fought bravely to take the lead when we wiped out the drug lords, but at that moment they dared not go in.
At that time, I promised to offer a huge reward, but these boys were still timid, afraid of being infected.
We were all outside the city at that time, and a gust of wind blew over, and I smelled the stench of corpses, so I lied to them.
The toxin of the seven-color muntjac can be infected even if it is blown by the wind.
Now that you smell the stench of corpses, it means that the wind is blowing you. If you want to be infected, you can't escape.
Rather than dying in vain outside the city, it is better to follow me into the city and earn a pension.
It was only after coaxing and deceiving that they followed me into the city.
After entering the city... Alas!
It was hell on earth.
Those dead people were not criminals like drug lords, but most of them were ordinary people.
The dead bodies are not one by one, but one by one.
At that time, the weather was hot, and the corpse was almost rotten after a month, and the internal organs that had been vomited out of the dead corpse had already dried up in the sun.
At that time, I felt that this street was like a pot with every mouthful, and people were all burned on it, so the taste was not to be mentioned.
A large number of shrouds I prepared before were useless, so I had to use a military shovel to scoop up these corpses from the concrete floor and burn them together.
These are dead on the street, but it's actually fairly simple to deal with.
It is even more troublesome to collect the corpses of those who died at home.
All in all, it took more than two months for more than 5,000 of us to slowly clean up the city. "
After listening to Alezzo's narration, Miao Guangqi stretched out two fingers and said, "Two questions. First, was anyone in your tribe infected later?"
"No." Alezzo shook his head, "Ten died of exhaustion, and five committed suicide after going crazy, but none died of illness."
"Yes." Miao Guangqi nodded, "Then, are there any survivors in Bandar Seri Begawan?"
"Yes." Alezzo nodded, "I checked the scene and found that a few died of illness.
The characteristics of the person who died of illness are obvious. There must be vomited internal organs scattered around him, and then there are red spots on his body.
Those few people didn't have these characteristics, and they all seemed to commit suicide. It should be that their relatives were all dead and they didn't feel like living, so they followed.
This is part of it.
There are still some survivors who are alive. They live in floating villages near the port and are relatively isolated from the urban area.
After the accident in the city, they could barely support themselves by fishing, so they survived. "
"How many of these people are there?" Miao Guangqi asked.
"Three families, a total of thirteen people, still living in the floating village, are fishermen."
"I need blood samples from these thirteen people," Miao Guangqi said.
"No problem, I'll make arrangements later." Alezzo readily agreed.
"Also, are all the corpses in the city burned?" Miao Guangqi asked again.
"Yeah, I didn't dare to stay, for fear of causing a plague, I burned them all."
Miao Guangqi nodded: "You are right. Unfortunately, the toxin samples are gone. We need to find another way."
"Mr. Miao." Alezzo asked, "Do you need to do a microbiological research first?"
"Well, this is natural." Miao Guangqi said, "Before coming into contact with the seven-color muntjac, one must first have a preliminary understanding of its toxin characteristics, at least one must have comprehensive protective measures."
"I heard that a seven-color muntjac appeared in Sichuan, China, seven years ago, and Mr. Lin Leshan, the former leader of Liemen, successfully hunted it down. Don't we have any experience to learn from this time? Alezzo turned to Lin Shuo and asked, "Brother Lin, according to the information I have, you were there at that time."
"I am indeed," Lin Shuo replied, "but that seven-color muntjac was not yet an adult at that time. According to the records of Liemen, the seven-color muntjac will secrete toxins in its body after it becomes an adult. There were no adults, so we were lucky at the time."
"Oh, so that's the case." Alezzo nodded and said, "Then what do we need to do now?"
"The first step, of course, is to collect toxin samples." Miao Guangqi said, "I suspect this highly lethal toxin is a virus.
At present, although the survivors have produced antibodies in their bodies, our biological evolutionary branch, human beings, has struggled with viruses for hundreds of millions of years, and there are too many similar antibodies in our bodies.
If there is no sample of the virus itself, it is difficult for us to identify this antibody, and it is impossible to develop antibody serum.
Of course, the act of collecting toxin samples is extremely dangerous. It cannot be done recklessly, and methods and strategies must be paid attention to. "
Having said that, Miao Guangqi finally looked at Arfate: "I don't know Mr. Arfate, is there any way?"
Alfat has been left alone for a long time now, the smile on his face has long since disappeared, and he has turned into that cold poker face again.
After letting out a long breath through his nostrils, he seemed to loosen the stagnation in his chest a little, and said slowly:
"You Liemen are responsible for finding the seven-color deer, and you can leave it to me to collect samples later."
"Okay, that's it." Miao Guangqi said.
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