Apocalypse: I Have a Super Farm

It was late at night, but the umbrella company still had no one to rest.

Everyone is busy for this magical super human.

"Boss... there is something very important." The scientific research director walked over and said with a solemn expression: "We found that his genes cannot be replicated like the previous superhumans. His genes seem to be more complicated. Technology can't clone yet!"

Bai Changyun's face did not become ugly because of this incident, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"The more this is the case, the more it shows his preciousness and power..."

Upon seeing this, the scientific research director said again: "We have tested and found that his ability is far more than attacking the brain and electrical appliances... He can even read the images in other people's minds, although it is only simple."

Bai Changyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Read the memory?"

"Yes." The research director nodded and said: "Although the first reading was only a very crude picture, we are conducting the second reading experiment..."

"Whose brain memory did you let him read?" Bai Changyun asked suddenly.

"It's a researcher in our research center," said the research supervisor.

"Stupid pig!" Bai Changyun's expression changed suddenly, and he cursed angrily: "People who research Chinese and Western countries know the real situation of drug experiments. In this way, he doesn't know that what he is doing is not a drug experiment, but..."

The scientific research supervisor's face also changed.

Bai Changyun strode towards the scientific research area.

Although Gandhi will know the truth of the drug experiment in the future, Bai Changyun is confident that he will sink into the sugar-coated cannonballs of the umbrella company during this period. After waiting for a period of time, he will slowly reveal the truth to him. After buffering, I believe Gandhi will not cause any more riots.

Bai Changyun is very experienced and has the means to corrupt people's perseverance and hatred.

But now it happened too suddenly!

If Gandhi knew the truth about this tonight, what would happen?

Bai Changyun strode into the scientific research area.

I saw Gandhi standing in the center of the huge scientific research room, the expression on his face was crazily distorted, and his whole body was shaking.

Several scientific researchers had bleeding from their noses and mouths, hiding in the corner of the scientific research room in extreme panic.

Seeing Bai Changyun walking in, Gandhi suddenly raised his head, with the deepest hatred in his eyes, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "That's not a drug experiment...you are more evil than the devil!"

There is a real-time translation software in the scientific research hall, which is not damaged at this time, and clearly passes Gandhi's words into Bai Changyun's ears.

Bai Changyun's heart sank, but his emotions remained stable: "I hope you can calm down."

"You killed thousands of people, tens of thousands! They are all my compatriots..." Gandhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to want to rush to kill Bai Changyun immediately.

Swipe!

A dozen guards directly raised their guns and aimed them at Gandhi's head and heart.

"You know, what era is it now? You are abandoned refugees. Even if our people don't go, you won't be able to live long." Bai Changyun waved to the people next to him, motioning them to put down their weapons: "Moreover. In this kind of last days, even parents and brothers can betray each other, just for a bite of food! What are your compatriots who can't even be called by their names?"

"You are the lucky one who has been blessed by the heavens. You are destined to exist differently from those people! Their corpses are just to pile you up the stairs to heaven!"

"You are the one in a million!"

"You are the most special person!"

"Are you now going to give up your inexorable luck, for the so-called compatriots and ridiculous morality, and give up the glory and wealth that you are about to get at your fingertips?"

"The dead person is dead, what you have to do now is just think about yourself!"

"You've passed the single-plank bridge of a lifetime of nine deaths, don't you want to see the rewards you are about to receive?"

Bai Changyun's words seemed to have some kind of magical power, which gradually made Gandhi's gaze no longer have the fierce aggression that was just now.

Pop!

Bai Changyun patted his hands lightly.

The door to the research room was opened again.

Several women walked in, making the entire scientific research room extremely ambiguous.

There are Europeans, Yanhuang people, Russians, and North Koreans. Each of them is very plump and tall, wearing very revealing clothes, and looks very attractive.

Each of them is holding a golden tray with red wine, steak, precious fruits, a lot of golden jewelry, and a sharp gun.

The things Bai Changyun gave to Gandhi combined beauty, food, money, and power.

This is something that no man can refuse.

"There are two paths before you now... one is for your so-called compatriots and morals, to abandon everything in front of you and go to war with us!"

"The other one is much simpler. Reach out and take away the things in front of you. These are all yours! And you will get more in the future!"

Gandhi's apple squirmed up and down.

He just wanted to kill Bai Changyun very strongly, but for some reason, he was weak at this time.

Bai Changyun waved his hand, and the beauties walked towards Gandhi with a smile.

The red wine is mellow, the fruit is sweet...

However, the beauties are more attractive than these delicacies.

The white skin and slender thighs interlaced in front of Gandhi~www.readwn.com~, making his mind fall into chaos.

Snapped!

A beautiful woman directly pushed Gandhi down and sat on his belly, feeding him red wine in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

The bright red wine dripped from the brighter lips and into Gandhi's mouth. He only felt a strange sensation that he had never had before, and he felt like he was in a fairyland in an instant.

Suddenly, Gandhi grabbed the wrist of the girl sitting on his waist, looked for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Are you...Kshatriya?"

The Kshatriya is a race of the ancient Indian kingdom, with a high level, dominated by royals, nobles and nobles, and belong to high-ranking people.

The Sudra to which Gandhi belongs is the lowest race, and can only be regarded as the most inferior servant!

"Yes." The girl nodded, her nationality and class can be seen from her skin color and appearance.

There was a strange smile on Gandhi's face, like a pervert.