True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

As soon as these words came out, the captain of the rescue team was also stunned: "You know?"

There are grades of biochemical protective clothing, with D grade being the lowest and S grade being the highest.

But to the outside world, A-level is the highest.

If you have not been in contact with this industry, you will never know that there are S-level protective clothing above the A-level.

Even the team members didn't know about it.

The rescue captain had to pay attention now. He asked the team to take out the only S-class protective suit and handed it to Wen Fengmian's hand, with a respectful expression: "Dare to ask who you are?"

Wen Fengmian didn't speak. After putting on the protective suit, he spoke in a low voice: "Useless waste."

Ying Tianlu was still in a daze.

He knew that Wen Fengmian had been living in Qingshui County.

The place in Qingshui County is a national key poverty alleviation area.

Many of the people who live there can't get enough to eat, let alone go to school.

The Jiang family's student aid program has indeed helped many students.

Therefore, when Ying Tianlu thought that Ying Zijin had lived in such a place for more than ten years, he felt very uncomfortable.

Both Ying Tianlu and Mr. Zhong are very grateful to Wen Fengmian.

He was running out of food, so he took Ying Zijin back.

But they also thought that Wen Fengmian should not have any education, but education does not mean tutoring.

Both Ying Zijin and Wen Tinglan were well educated.

But now, Wen Fengmian casually said the name of the poisonous mist that they had never heard of, and also knew the existence of S-class protective clothing.

Who is he?

Wen Fengmian had already walked in.

Only then did Ying Tianlu react, and hurriedly chased after him: "Uncle, if you are not in good health, I will go in."

"It's useless." Wen Fengmian was still light and calm, "You don't understand the DEATH poisonous mist, I have antibodies in my body, and the S-class protective clothing is only basic protection, and it will be eroded sooner or later."

However, only Wen Fengmian knew that even if he had antibodies, he would die if he stayed in the DEATH poisonous mist for a long time.

Can not.

Buried there was his daughter.

He couldn't let her have an accident no matter what.

Wen Fengmian put on a mask without turning back.

Originally, he should have died twenty years ago.

It started with the DEATH poisonous mist and ended with the DEATH poisonous mist, but it was also a cycle.

Ying Tianlu froze in place: "Uncle..."

On the other side, the rescue team took out the tablet and handed it over: "Captain, there is no DEATH poisonous mist in the international poison warehouse."

The rescue captain frowned.

Could it be that he was deceived?

"DEATH poisonous fog? I know." Zuo Li said suddenly, his fingers clenched, and he whispered, "More than 20 years ago, on an island off the coast of China, an experimental accident triggered a Serious radiation."

"Later tests showed that there were still residual poisonous mists in the core experimental area."

"This poisonous mist is very harmful to people. Even if it does not kill immediately, it will gradually damage the organs of the human body until it fails."

"All the researchers in the core experimental area are dead, and this poisonous mist is also recorded, because no specific ingredients have been found, only a code name 'DEATH'."

DEATH, which is death.

Death fog.

No one can escape the fog of death.

Zuo Li pursed his lips and lowered his hands weakly: "You can't find it, it's normal, it's forbidden."

In the biological laboratory of Imperial College, there is DEATH poisonous mist, and only a small can is kept.

More than 20 years later, the specific composition of DEATH poisonous mist has still not been analyzed.

Some researchers suspect that the material of the DEATH poisonous mist is likely to come from outer space, so it does not exist on the periodic table of elements.

Zuo Li also learned of this after he was promoted to a first-level professor.

Those who participated in the experiment at that time, all those who were still alive, kept silent on this matter.

This is the second time the DEATH fog has appeared on Earth.

Zuo Li is desperate now.

The explosion is not terrible, the terrible thing is the poisonous fog.

Even if Zuo Li didn't want to admit it, Ying Zijin was buried in the depths of the ruins, and the possibility of being born is zero.

**

There was a vast white fog in the university town, blocking the line of sight.

The bustling transportation hub has now become a ghost town.

No, there's another team.

They were also wearing protective clothing, with a very indifferent expression, walking among the ruins.

These poisonous mists could not penetrate their protective suits at all.

On their cuffs, there is a very clear black skull logo.

Slightly hideous.

"The bomb made by the magician himself is not high-tech." The young man at the head smiled coldly, "Whether it is a detection machine or something else, of course it cannot be detected."

Those bombs that can be detected by science and technology are all camouflage.

Of course, it's better not to be discovered. When it explodes, it will be able to blast the entire university town.

It's nothing to be demolished.

They hired so many hunters to come, also to confuse each other's sight.

What really worked was the bomb they took from the "magician".

This is an alchemical drug.

It's a pity that such bombs are very rare, they only have a few.

"A lot of people still escaped." Another person said, "The rescue team came too quickly, and the people buried below were also rescued. Do you want to continue?"

"No, anyway, they have absorbed those poisonous mist more or less, and their physical fitness will also be a problem in the future, and IBI is coming." The young man pondered for a while, shook his head lightly, "The rest, leave it to the hunter. We, can die one is one."

"I really want to thank those universities for gathering so many talents for us, otherwise the plan would not have gone so well."

These people walked around the ruins for a long time, holding detection instruments in their hands.

On the detection instrument, there is no fluctuation of the curve.

This proves that there is absolutely no living person here.

"There is no sign of life." The young man sneered, "Okay, close the team and go back to the city."

**

Endless darkness.

Air dry.

The clay mixed with the smell of blood irritated the nostrils.

Ying Zijin opened her eyes slightly, her head rested on Fu Yunshen's shoulder, and her voice was very soft: "You put me down, if this continues, you will be exhausted."

She exhausted her inner strength and rescued Zuo Li, Teng Yunmeng, and Feng Yue as quickly as possible.

Then, a more violent explosion exploded from the depths of the ground.

Also, she was buried deepest.

Furutsu, just developed the limits of the human body.

The powerful ancient warriors can indeed defend against bullets, but if a nuclear bomb explodes, the ancient warriors will also die.

Not to mention, she has only been practicing ancient martial arts for more than a year.

Although she has all the experience, her cultivation is not enough.

Fu Yunshen's voice became more hoarse, and his breathing was a little short due to the consumption of too much energy.

But instead of letting go of her, he hugged her tightly.

The other hand firmly pushed away the gravel in front of her and took her up.

Even though the palms were already dripping with blood, mottled and dripping.

But he just laughed, his voice low, soft and powerful: "The person holding you is you, how could I let go."

Ying Zijin's eyelashes trembled.

She reached out her hand slowly, her fingers covering the hand he was holding her.

Slowly fell, and he shook hands with his fingers.

At the juncture of life and death, it seems that only by touching something can you feel that you are still alive.

"Yaoyao, stop talking." Fu Yun took a deep breath, "Protect your heart and don't let the poisonous mist enter your body."

As long as it does not invade the heart, these poisonous mists can be expelled.

This is difficult for modern medicine, but not for ancient medicine.

But if the heart is invaded, ancient doctors can save it, but there will be sequelae.

Just now, Fu Yun was deeply aware of someone above the ruins, and heard a few words of their conversation.

know the enemy.

So his inner strength sealed the heartbeat and breathing of the two of them, evading the inspection of the detection equipment.

Now these people are gone, but not really safe.

Fu Yun's deep eyes sank.

Ying Zijin used the remaining inner strength to protect the heart, while holding his hand tighter: "If you go out, I will let you work in advance."

Fu Yunshen's lips curved: "Okay, I remember."

**

Another ten minutes passed, and the people waiting outside the city were anxious.

Under the arrangement of the lord of the university city, the wounded and their families were sent to the nearest city.

Some students on the Huaguo side were also injured, but they persisted and did not leave.

Feng Yue grabbed his hair and collapsed, his voice choked: "It's all my fault, if God Ying hadn't saved me, she would definitely be able to come out on her own."

Teng Yunmeng didn't speak, and was still in a daze.

At this time, the roar of the helicopter sounded in the sky, which woke everyone up.

Zuo Li looked up suddenly, surprised: "IBI! It's IBI!"

The frontmost helicopter stopped, the ladder landed, and a man jumped out of the plane.

IBI Director, Li Xinni!