Chapter 42 (1/2)

The hidden Research Institute in Gaocheng house. Takagi's body didn't have time to put on the protective suit, so he strode in.

He had just come to the door and met a researcher in a hurry.

”President, what happened just now? Why can't many electronic devices in our institute work? ” The man was so rude that he roared to Koichiro Takagi.

”Just now, a country launched a nuclear warhead against the main city...”

Before he finished, the researcher immediately turned pale and added: ”high altitude nuclear explosion!! EMP attack!! ”

Zhuang Yilang nodded and said with a gloomy face, ”that's right. What is the status of the Institute now? ”

”Institute?” The man was surprised and shouted, ”no! Professor! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the researcher ignored the High City Zhuang Ichiro in front of him and rushed towards the research institute crazy.

Inside the Institute, an old man with pale hair, short stature and slightly fat look lay on the ground with injuries all over and coughed constantly. With his cough, a big mouth of blood flowed down his chin.

His lower body is wrapped by countless black and red lines. Muscle and fibrous tissue were engulfed by this mass of silk thread.

The pain of cutting bone made the old professor tremble constantly. ”I... I'm your father. You want to devour me!” he asked

The black and red thread turned a deaf ear. The messy silk thread is still shuttling through the old professor's body. Several lines, put together a line of crooked font in the air. I could barely recognize what was written.

”You're just the person who helped me grow up, not my father. I felt my father coming to me! ”

Seeing such a line of handwriting, the old professor's eyes suddenly widened, then his body twitched twice, and the brilliance in his eyes suddenly dimmed. The whole person is completely dead.

At the same time, in a glassware in the research room, a large mass of black and red lines suddenly became intense. The flying lines beat on the glass and turned the unbreakable glass cover into fragments in an instant.

A free silk thread left the research platform in a rolling posture and came in the direction of the old professor.

In a short time, the two groups of silk threads were completely integrated.

The black red thread became larger, and the speed of swallowing the old professor's body suddenly accelerated many times.

Before long, there was only a pale skeleton left on the ground. Even the blood on the ground was swallowed up by the silk thread.

I don't know when the silk thread left, and there was not even a trace left.

Thump, thump, thump.

The disordered footsteps ranged from far to near. Koichiro Takagi followed the researcher who was walking in front and walked quickly.

”Professor!” Seeing the bones on the ground covered with the professor's clothes and fed the black and red silk thread many times, he suddenly understood that the old professor had been killed!

”This is... This is Professor Yamamoto?” Takagi was shocked and asked in disbelief.

Then, the researcher intermittently told the story of the old professor hiding Koichiro Takagi, privately cutting off part of the black and red silk thread and teaching him to feed it.

Takagi was angry and hated. Professor qishanben didn't listen to his own words, but killed himself. Hate him to create a monster comparable to Dong Zhuo, and this monster is still lurking in Gaocheng manor.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion outside the Institute, as if something had been detonated.