Chapter 266: The Unverified Newest Agent

Chairman Mike ran forward with long strides.

He reached out to grab the door handle of the Laboratory, as if it were a lighthouse in the darkness, carrying his hope for survival.

"Sir, watch out!"

Butler Hamudi shouted, using his body to block the shooting angle of the pursuers behind, holding a gun in both hands; he simply ignored the rear and pulled the trigger frantically toward the end of the corridor ahead.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

Gunshots rang out densely.

The three security personnel who rushed out from the end of the corridor ahead did not even have a chance to fire before they were easily shot and killed by him.

At the same time, Butler Hamudi was hit by several bullets in his back, and his entire body completely lost its strength.

At the moment of death, Butler Hamudi stumbled forward two more steps, continuing to use his body to shield Chairman Mike from behind.

Amidst the continuous gunfire, Chairman Mike's heart pounded wildly, and his aged body erupted with unprecedented potential as he rushed to the door of the Laboratory.

His right hand grasped the door handle in one motion.

But just at this moment, a bullet struck his calf, tearing off a chunk of flesh and skin.

The powerful impact carried by the bullet nearly caused him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Chairman Mike, who had lived a life of luxury and had never experienced such a scene, performed with unexpected tenacity under the crisis of death.

After merely letting out a muffled groan, he endured the gunshot wound on his calf, pressed his right hand down, and using the momentum of his forward rush, slammed the door open with his body, charging directly into the Laboratory.

Then, he turned with extreme agility, closed the Laboratory door again, and locked it.

The movements were completed in one fluid motion.

Outside the door, Butler Hamudi stumbled into the wall, sliding down toward the ground bit by bit.

Bullet after bullet landed on him, blooming into flowers of blood, causing his body to tremble violently like chaff.

Several security personnel quickly rushed to the door, pounding or slamming against it with force.

One of them kicked the dead Butler Hamudi fiercely and cursed angrily:

"Damn it! He actually managed to run inside!"

The security level of the Snowdon Biological Laboratory was very high, especially this main research room; the door was made of a special alloy, which ordinary firearms could not break, and human strength could not force it open.

At this moment, a voice came from the loudspeaker:

"You all guard that spot well, absolutely do not let the target escape. I am having someone bring a cutting machine, and I will arrive immediately!"

Recognizing that it was the voice of Fanni, another security director of the Laboratory, the several security personnel stood on both sides of the door as instructed, waiting intently.

Inside the Laboratory.

More than a dozen researchers who had been busy working were startled by Chairman Mike, who had suddenly burst in, and for a moment, there was some chaos.

After Chairman Mike locked the door and turned his head, Professor Gailun recognized his identity.

"Boss?"

After shouting this, he noticed the pant leg of Chairman Mike soaked in fresh blood and the small pool of blood on the floor, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

"Boss, what is going on?"

Associating this with Chairman Mike's hurried action of locking the door just now, a sense of foreboding arose in Professor Gailun's heart.

Chairman Mike ignored his question entirely, took out his mobile phone, and tried to contact his subordinates, only to find there was no signal at all.

"Damn it!!"

He punched the door behind him fiercely, letting out a roar of unwillingness.

Now trapped in the Laboratory, unable to contact the outside world, there was no hope of getting out.

He knew that since those people had decided to turn against him, they would certainly not show him any mercy.

Once he was caught by the other side, the outcome would be either death or a fate worse than death.

During this period, the power of the Yongji Society had been continuously breached, assets had been continuously plundered, various high-level members had gone bankrupt one after another, several had committed suicide, and several had been murdered.

He himself was also on the verge of bankruptcy and had received much criticism from within his family; he even sensitively sensed that someone intended to do him harm.

Coming to the Snowdon Biological Laboratory this time was to seize the last chance for a comeback—

The Alien Transformation Agent.

Although he had considered the possibility of Yingjiang Country turning against him beforehand, he held many important secrets and evidence of crimes committed by certain people, which had an impact on many big figures.

If the other side captured or killed him, the contingency plans he had left behind would be enough to cause no small amount of damage to those big figures.

He had originally thought that even if the other side really wanted to turn against him, they would have some scruples and could not just make a move so rashly.

He did not expect that the other side would really make a move so directly.

"It seems that those people must have been fully prepared, waiting for me to deliver myself to them."

"Perhaps, after they kill me or imprison me permanently, they will manufacture the illusion that I committed suicide."

"It seems that the suicides of Troy and Blank might also have some hidden story..."

Chairman Mike's eyes flickered, and thoughts flashed through his mind one after another.

Professor Gailun walked over hesitantly and asked cautiously: "Boss, what happened?"

Chairman Mike came back to his senses, looked at Professor Gailun before him, his mind racing.

Just as Professor Gailun was becoming a bit nervous from being stared at, he said in a deep voice:

"Where is the new agent? The new agent you said had made progress last time, take it out quickly and inject me!"

Professor Gailun was stunned, then explained: "That agent is still under verification; of the current five test subjects, three have already died, and only two have survived. We don't know how long they can live, and furthermore, these two test subjects have completely turned into monsters..."

Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed by the collar by Chairman Mike and pulled in front of him:

"Listen, I have no mind to care about so much right now. Regardless of the consequences, I must inject the agent, immediately, right now, now!"

Looking at Chairman Mike's slightly ferocious face, listening to the pounding on the door outside, and thinking of Chairman Mike's injuries and his behavior just now, Professor Gailun seemed to understand something.

He nodded nervously.

After President Mike let go, he hurried to the other side, opened a coded refrigerated cabinet against the wall, took out a vial of serum, and drew it into a syringe.

"Boss, one last warning..."

"No need for warnings, inject!"

"Alright!"

Professor Gailun also knew the situation was urgent and had no time for protective measures, so he decisively inserted the needle into President Mike's neck.

He slowly pushed the serum in.

The others stood to the side the entire time, watching all of this in silence.

Just at this moment.

A deep male voice suddenly came from the speakers inside the Laboratory:

"Mike, you have betrayed our cooperation and will surely be punished. Our people are everywhere outside now, so be a good sport and surrender!"

"By the way, a reminder to everyone in the Laboratory: please open the main door. The security personnel will not do anything to you; instead, they will take away Mike, this unstable factor, to prevent him from harming you."

"If the door is not opened within three minutes, we will choose to force our way in."

"At the same time, a warning to certain people: whoever dares to help Mike is a traitor to the Laboratory and will be purged later."

The crowd could not help but look at each other.

But no one made any move.

After all, in their eyes, Mike was their big boss, and those outside were just security personnel.

Whatever happened, it was not something for weak researchers like them to interfere with; it was better to watch coldly from the sidelines and stay neutral.

As his gaze swept across the crowd, President Mike was about to say something, but was interrupted by a scorching hot current surging within his body.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of his heartbeat clearly reached his ears.

A wave of numbness, itching, and stinging soon spread across the surface of his skin, as if something was about to drill out from inside his body.

He could not help but arch his back, slowly sink to his knees, and tense his whole body, clenching his fists as he endured the strange sensations throughout his frame.

The crowd watched helplessly as deep green scales slowly emerged on the exposed parts of President Mike's body, and even the thick black hair on his head fell out naturally, replaced by scales.

Just as President Mike's body was undergoing the mutation, a sharp, piercing sound of metal being cut suddenly came from the main door.

The security personnel had begun to break in.

Everyone felt inexplicably nervous.

One of them walked up to Professor Gailun and whispered, "Professor, if the boss successfully transforms, will he become irritable like those test subjects? Will he attack us?"

"He won't."

Professor Gailun shook his head.

"After injecting the serum, those test subjects clearly still had their reason; they only showed manic emotions because they hated us."

"The boss requested this injection himself, so he shouldn't turn on us."

"Besides, the security personnel will be rushing in soon. Even if the transformation is successful, the boss cannot possibly survive a hail of bullets."

"The strength of a transformed subject is also limited."

That person said hesitantly:

"But, Professor, didn't you inject the boss with the latest serum that hasn't been verified yet? Maybe it's even stronger than the previous test subjects?"

"The unverified... latest serum?"

Professor Gailun froze.

He carefully recalled his actions just now.

He had been a bit nervous and hurried, and it seemed he really had grabbed the wrong serum.

There were no fewer than thirty vials of serum in the coded refrigerated cabinet, all of which were new serums that were either being verified or awaiting verification, prepared in advance for easy access when needed.

And the one he injected into Mike was a specially adjusted formula because the several serums currently being tested were not considered successful.

It was just that because the test subjects had been consumed too quickly recently and could not be replenished in time, it had not been verified and was temporarily stored in the refrigerated cabinet.

"Could it really be stronger than those two test subjects? After all, this was optimized on that foundation; theoretically, it is indeed more perfect."

Professor Gailun was also a bit uncertain now.

However, he soon shook his head:

"Even if it is stronger than those two test subjects, it is impossible to withstand a hail of bullets."

"The boss is likely in trouble this time."

"Let's just stay on the side; even if there is infighting, it won't affect us."

Saying this, Professor Gailun subconsciously took a step away from President Mike, who was lying on the ground and trembling incessantly.