Chapter 727

However, Ning Chen carefully noticed that although the clothes worn by this middle-aged man were the same as those of everyone in the church, they had been put on in a rush, and even the collar had not been straightened.

It seems this person before me is not from Ye Lisi headquarters.

"Hey, speak up! Damn it, why did the organization send a mute to partner with me?"

The middle-aged man scratched his head impatiently, looking at Ning Chen before him. "Fine, don't speak. Time is tight. While Ye Lisi's personnel are not at headquarters right now, we must hurry."

With those words, disregarding Ning Chen's opinion, the middle-aged man led him inside.

The deeper they went inside, the higher the temperature became.

"Hot, right? This is one of Ye Lisi's unspeakable places."

Hearing this, Ning Chen frowned. He turned to look at the patterns on the wall, which instantly made one's hair stand on end.

On the walls were not strange things, but photos of researched potions.

Continuing further inside, after a certain distance, the temperature suddenly returned to normal.

Ning Chen looked at the middle-aged man before him and noticed he was taking off his clothes; on one corner of the clothes he had removed, there were tiny sparks.

"This temperature is truly outrageous. It's so rude to me, yet you are completely fine."

Speaking thus, the middle-aged man glanced back at Ning Chen's unharmed state.

Seeing Ning Chen had not answered again, the middle-aged man gradually grew impatient. "No, say something! With you like this, I'm about to shut down."

Hearing his words, Ning Chen lowered his head and coughed.

In this situation, he dared not speak recklessly, nor did he dare to move recklessly.

And now he seemed to have been dragged into a plan targeting Ye Lisi.

He turned to survey the surroundings; unable to escape, he could only follow this middle-aged man before him.

"Mm."

Seeing the middle-aged man staring at him continuously, Ning Chen lightly made an "Mm" sound.

The middle-aged man instantly looked desperate; covering his head as if resigning himself to fate, he walked forward.

The two walked until they reached a door not far away. The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became serious; he turned to Ning Chen, raised one finger, and placed it before his lips.

"There is someone inside. Once we enter, listen to my orders."

He did not know what scheme this middle-aged man before him had in mind, but he cooperatively nodded his head.

The next second, this middle-aged man fiercely kicked the door before him with a heavy blow.

Just as the middle-aged man had said, there was someone inside.

After such a huge sound appeared, frantic footsteps began to come from inside.

Ning Chen kept his hands in his pockets, his hat never removed, standing there with his ears pricked, listening to the footsteps inside.

Six people.

Just as he had identified the number of people, his body was suddenly yanked to one side; by the time he reacted, he was already leaning against a nearby wall.

And strangely, the three people who opened the door and came out from behind that door acted as if they had not seen the two of them.

Clearly, they were leaning against the nearby wall right there.

Very conspicuous.

"Wasn't there a sound just now? Why is there no sound at all now?"

"I don't know. Hurry back; the potion's time is running out."

"Production also has a time limit. The three inside are already controlled, so what's the rush? If outsiders see us, we will be the ones in the worst trouble."

Hearing the three discuss, just as they were about to close the door and walk back inside, the middle-aged man beside them suddenly moved; only then did the three see him.

"You!"

The last person to close the door suddenly widened his eyes. Before he could alert his companions behind him, a sharp pain struck his neck, his eyes went black, and he instantly fainted.

The two companions behind him were the same; none escaped.

"Come quickly, don't dawdle. I can already feel Ye Lisi returning."

Ning Chen, hands in pockets, walked over calmly and unhurriedly.

Stepping over the three corpses on the ground, one after another research box immediately came into view.

He slowly frowned. "What are these things? What does Ye Lisi intend to do?"

Ning Chen did not know that inside Ye Lisi's headquarters, there were actually such things.

Looking at the huge number of glowing green research boxes before him, the middle-aged man slowly frowned. "I don't know, but didn't the organization send us here this time specifically to destroy these things?"

With those words, the middle-aged man had just taken a step forward when he suddenly turned around in delight to look at Ning Chen behind him. "You just spoke?!"

Seeing the middle-aged man's surprised reaction, Ning Chen paid him no attention; instead, with hands in pockets, he walked forward slowly.

Why the three did not see him and the middle-aged man outside just now, he still had not figured out.

The instant Ning Chen's hand touched one of the glowing research boxes, his heart suddenly stung sharply.

Ugh!

Covering the part of his heart, he slowly squatted down; immediately, some memories not belonging to him entered his mind.

"What's wrong with you!"

The middle-aged man turned and saw Ning Chen squatting down; he hurriedly patted his shoulder and asked with concern.

By the time Ning Chen raised his head again, tears had unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"You... cried?"

The middle-aged man looked at the tears in the corners of Ning Chen's eyes in shock.

Ning Chen said nothing; he simply stood up, raised his hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He was not crying; he had just seen something that did not belong to him.

It is those things that are crying.

Suddenly, Ning Chen and the middle-aged man became alert almost simultaneously.

"There are three more; the strength of these three is no ordinary matter."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he grew somewhat troubled.

He did not know whether he could defeat these three.

Yet for some reason, when he glanced at the person beside him, he immediately felt reassured.

"They're here!"

The moment the middle-aged man finished speaking, his hands suddenly blocked to his right.

Boom!

A pair of feet struck the middle-aged man's hands heavily while airborne; Ning Chen, with both hands in his pockets, immediately saw the face of the newcomer.

It was a girl, who looked quite young.

The girl frowned, glanced at the middle-aged man, clicked her tongue impatiently, jumped backward, and landed steadily a short distance away.

"It still hurts a bit."

The middle-aged man patted the hand that had been kicked and helplessly waved his hand.

"Do you know that doing these things is unreasonable?"

Leaning against the wall, Ning Chen listened to the two's conversation while maintaining the attitude of an onlooker.

However, that girl seemed very unwilling to listen to the middle-aged man speak; she slowly frowned and murmured something unknown in her mouth.

Watching the girl's lip movements, Ning Chen frowned; this language, he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

Suddenly, the girl's lips curled upward.

Just as the middle-aged man, curious, was about to speak, his collar was suddenly grabbed and yanked sharply backward.

And right on the spot where he had been standing, a shadow covered the area.

Looking upward, one could see a person hovering above the spot where the middle-aged man had originally stood, and in his hand, he held a dagger.

If he simply let the dagger fall lightly, it would accurately pierce into the middle-aged man's head.

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man slowly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled toward Ning Chen, who was pulling him from behind, "Kid, you're not bad, just don't like to speak."

Ning Chen released his collar and found that both of their eyes were now staring straight at him.

This made things somewhat difficult; the two's hostility toward him immediately became greater than their hostility toward the middle-aged man.

But, there were only two people in front, and the third had not yet appeared.

"Kid, we are not afraid of the open attack; what we fear is the hand hiding in the dark."

The middle-aged man was also paying attention to this issue and spoke to Ning Chen in a low voice.

Ning Chen's hand, which had been in his pocket the whole time, did not come out; he leaned against the nearby wall and looked indifferently at the two in front, as if he had no desire to fight at all.