Chapter 1565 Spy War

Lan City.

Wuyuan Mountain.

"Are there any other smaller, more powerful cutting machines? These are too big to carry." Ma Laoliu frowned and asked Jin Kui.

"Boss, the cutting machines with high power are basically large in size." Jin Kui explained awkwardly.

"No, don't bring things that are too big. If you bring them, you will definitely be discovered." Ma Laoliu thought for a while and said, "It's better to bring two electric drills."

Jin Kui hesitated.

Seeing that he opened his mouth but didn't speak, Ma Laoliu said impatiently:

"Just say what you want to say, don't hide it."

Jin Kui said, "Boss, I feel that it's very risky for us to do this. If the big guys find out that we want to steal meteorites from outer space, we will be dead!"

"There is no need to take such a big risk for the oil city. It's not worth it."

Ma Laoliu clenched the cup in his hand. He naturally knew that the risk was high, but when he looked at Xiaoru's face, his heart was broken.

In order to develop the antidote for zombies, he can abandon everything.

But reason told him that it was indeed inappropriate to do so.

Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand somewhat weakly, "Forget it, you go down, don't worry about it."

"Do we still need to prepare the electric drill?" Jin Kui asked after a few seconds.

"No, didn't you say that we would be dead if the boss found us?"

"Yeah, then I'll go down." Seeing that he successfully persuaded the boss not to steal the meteorite, Jin Kui breathed a sigh of relief.

The boss was very good to him and very loyal, but sometimes he was too bold.

He had to develop some zombie antidote.

"By the way, boss, Expert Huang said that he would return to Jiayu City with us at that time." Jin Kui turned around and stopped, and said to Ma Laoliu.

"What? Why didn't he tell me? Why did he leave so suddenly?" Ma Laoliu stood up from his seat.

Jin Kui quickly explained: "I heard that their scientific research team was adjusted internally, and they wanted to transfer him back."

"Then we don't need the research laboratory that we worked so hard to build for them?" Ma Laoliu looked unhappy.

"They will send other researchers later."

"Oh, that's fine. Huang Shiyong is too timid and is timid when doing experimental research. He won't be able to achieve anything great. Let's change someone."

Jin Kui didn't answer. He gave Ma Laoliu a fist and bowed to leave.

Wuyuan Mountain was originally an independent force, but later, under the tyranny of Northwest, they had to submit to the rule of Northwest and exist as a subsidiary force.

As a subsidiary force of Northwest, Wuyuan Mountain is responsible for resisting all zombies coming from the east and preventing the zombie tide from entering Northwest.

Northwest will also provide them with some weapons and ammunition support.

Since the virus research team in Northwest needs to conduct human experiments, but the surrounding population is relatively small, they capture survivors through Ma Laoliu for human experiments.

After a long time, at Ma Laoliu's suggestion, Northwest set up a research institute branch in Ma Laoliu's place, mainly to conduct clinical human experiments on the vaccine developed by Northwest.

After Jin Kui left, Ma Laoliu's face suddenly became gloomy.

He took a bottle of wine out of the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass.

He drank it in one gulp.

It was late at night, and he should have rested, but he didn't dare to go back to his residence. Every time he went back to his residence and saw Xiaoru's face, he couldn't stop regretting and suffering.

It's been almost six years.

It's been almost six years since Xiaoru became a zombie.

Reason told him that it was almost impossible to turn a zombie back into a human, but he was unwilling to believe it.

The motivation that supported him to live was Xiaoru.

He must turn Xiaoru back into a human.

It was difficult to rely on his own strength, so he could only pin his hopes on the big boss in the northwest,

but in the past four years, the northwest has not yet developed it.

Expectations and disappointments again and again.

At this time, an oil city suddenly appeared and told him that as long as there was a meteorite from outer space, an antidote could be developed.

This temptation is no different from a big chicken leg dripping with oil suddenly appearing in front of a person who is about to starve to death.

But the big chicken leg was hanging on a horizontal bar in the air. If he wanted to get the big chicken leg, he had to jump up to the horizontal bar.

But the ground below was a hundred meters high. Whether he could land steadily on the horizontal bar after jumping down was unknown, or the probability was extremely low.

And the promise of Oil City to him was the big chicken leg, and the meteorite was the big chicken leg.

If he went to the northwest to steal the meteorite, it was like jumping on a thin horizontal bar a hundred meters high.

If he didn't step on it or didn't step firmly, he would fall to death.

Just like if he stole the meteorite in the northwest, if he didn't have time to escape, he would even cause his brothers to be implicated, and the boss would definitely kill him.

"Can you change your mindset? Tell the boss directly?"

"Let the boss give you a small piece of meteorite, and then you take the meteorite to Oil City. After Oil City gives you the antidote, you give half of the antidote to the boss?"

"No, if the boss knows that I have a connection with Oil City, he will definitely kill me."

"Fuck! These two gangs in Oil City and Northwest are so fucking speechless! Isn't it better to work together to research the antidote for zombies!"

Ma Laoliu grabbed his hair and let out a painful wail.

He poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all.

It was too annoying, but he couldn't solve it.

He was so upset that he could only drink to relieve his sorrow. He seemed to feel that drinking one cup after another was not enough, so he picked up the bottle and blew it into his mouth.

Blowing liquor into your mouth requires strength.

Ma Laoliu has a good alcohol tolerance. After he finished a bottle of strong liquor in three or two gulps, he finally felt drunk.

He lay on the sofa in a daze, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He muttered to himself,

"At this stage, there are meteorites in the northwest, and Oil City needs meteorites, but the northwest needs the anti-cancer team. From the last conversation, since Oil City can control zombies, it means that they have a deep research on zombies. The anti-cancer team is likely to be there."

"The northwest is strong, and Oil City is also strong."

"Thinking from the perspective of the boss, he must want to develop an antidote and own it exclusively. The same is true for Oil City."

"Is there any way to get them to sit down and cooperate sincerely to jointly research the antidote for zombies?"

"Do ideological work for the boss? Let him take out the meteorite first?"

"Oh, it's impossible, the boss It is unlikely that Laozi would do this. You old bastard, you still use a substitute, and you were seen by the Lord of Oil City in person. It's fucking amazing! Shameless"

"The Lord of Oil City seems to be easier to talk to. Why don't you let him take a step back and cooperate with Northwest?"

"It seems unlikely. The last time the boss played that trick, trust collapsed. It is unlikely that the Lord of Oil City will take the initiative to take a step back. What's more, there are so many helicopters in Oil City, and Jin Kui has been to the trading market. There are many people, and the strength may be stronger than Northwest."

"It's really annoying."

Ma Laoliu stared at the ceiling dully. Sometimes he really wanted to curse.

These powerful people can't sit down and cooperate openly for the sake of all mankind to come up with a zombie antidote. Damn it

Why are people so selfish.

I, Ma Laoliu, am still thinking about how to promote cooperation between your two families in the middle of the night.

Damn, I am so great.

Ma Laoliu seemed to have drunk a little too much. A confident man would always inadvertently add some positive colors to his behavior, magnifying it again and again.

Northwest.

The boss was half lying in the bathtub.

Looking at the mirror opposite, squinting at himself.

In recent days, Gao Zhao and Hong Gongcao would contact him every few days.

Reporting about the situation in Oil City, but in his opinion, this information was irrelevant.

The two most core questions have never been answered.

In addition, the trading market established in Oil City is quite interesting.

Gao Zhao and Hong Gongcao both pretended to join in. If they could be promoted slowly, it would be beyond his expectations.

A few days ago, Gao Zhao asked him to send more people to support, constantly infiltrate Oil City, and step by step by completing tasks to be promoted.

Get inside.

Ha!

The boss's mouth corners rose. In his opinion, the establishment of this trading market in Oil City was the biggest mistake.

Formulating the so-called five-level system is even more ridiculous.

Although it can motivate the people below to work hard, it also disperses power and buries hidden dangers.

Like a thousand holes, it will be infiltrated step by step.

In his opinion, to disintegrate the trading market, there is no need for a hot war.

Just send more spies, and then step by step join their oil city, slowly promote, and wait until the power you control reaches a certain level.

Seize power in one fell swoop.

He will spend the least effort to seize the greatest benefits.

Thinking of this, he climbed out of the bathtub.

Because of regular exercise, his body is in good shape.