Lin Hu wasn't curious about how the other party knew his identity. Presumably, his information had already appeared on the other party's desk, so they would know exactly who he was and what pets he had.
"So what if it is?" Lin Hu said indifferently, reaching out to rub his ear, feeling annoyed by the other person's hoarse voice.
"Not so great, you're doing very well."
Hong Haoyue's tone was unfriendly. From this vantage point, one could see black smoke billowing from his office building. At this moment, he no longer wanted to recruit Lin Hu to their island; he only wanted to arrest this man and send him to the "doctor."
Sensing the other party's ill intentions, Duan Linzhou stepped forward to block Lin Hu's path.
Upon seeing this, Hong Haoyue smiled again, "It seems you are the Duan family's son."
The tone remained affirmative, yet brimming with malice.
Chen Mingyao, who was watching from the side, suddenly felt an itch on the back of his neck. He scratched it and found it was the tag on the back of his shirt collar.
It's weird, I never felt this outfit was uncomfortable before.
A second later, he felt something sticky. He opened his hand and saw it was slime, yellowish and emitting a disgusting stench. He looked up at the tree and saw a black snake!
The black snake was currently coiled around the tree with its tail, its head drooping down, making close eye contact with Chen Mingyao. Suddenly, the snake extended its forked tongue, which swept directly across his face.
"Ah!" He was terrified of snakes and couldn't help but cry out, stepping back to the side.
The others noticed what was happening and looked over. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hong Haoyue tried to escape.
However, one of the two wind blades that Duan Linzhou sent flying grazed his calf, and the pain caused him to fall over.
Another wind blade went straight for the snake in front of Chen Mingyao, slicing the black snake, which had come down from the tree and was about to bite Chen Mingyao, in half.
Chen Mingyao looked at the black snake with its head severed in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to touch his wildly beating heart.
"Still trying to run?" Wen Mofei stepped forward and kicked the person kneeling on the ground, clutching his blood, to the ground.
"What exactly is Bright Island doing? Why are you researching the zombie virus? And using living people for research!"
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