Takechu's tone of voice seemed very firm.

Not to mention how difficult it is to fuse the P virus, even the smallpox type II virus, one of the P virus fusion viruses, is quite troublesome to cultivate.

So, when the clown claimed that the P virus had been cracked, Takechu's first reaction was that it was impossible.

It has only been more than three months since the P virus was fused, and the P virus has been cracked, which is simply a fantasy in Takeaka's opinion!

"I know you won't believe it, so I'm bringing this guy who cracked your P virus this time."

The clown moved a position to the side, pointed to Qian Tianlei lying on the stretcher, and said: "You are the maker of the P virus, and you are very familiar with the P virus, so it should be easy to tell whether a person has been infected with the P virus." ”

"That's nature." The look on Takechu's face was very arrogant.

"Then let's see if this person has been infected with the P virus." The clown said to Takeo Takenaka, "As long as you read it, you will naturally have an answer." ”

Takechu got up from the mat and walked slowly to the stretcher.

After Qian Tianlei was infected with the P virus, although the blisters had disappeared and the ruptured wounds had healed, the red marks left after the scars fell off had not yet dispersed.

Yifu Takenaka grabbed one of Qian Tianlei's arms, rolled up his sleeves and looked at it, and judged at a glance that the man in front of him must have been infected with the P virus, and judging from the red marks left on his body, the other party should have reached the third stage of the virus infection period.

Logically speaking, as long as the infected person enters the third stage of P virus infection, it is basically equivalent to being sentenced to death and cannot be treated; But the man in front of him was obviously healed.

Takechu put down Qian Tianlei's hand, turned around and left the stretcher, and said to the clown: "Although I am very reluctant to admit it, it seems that the P virus has really been cracked. What is the identity of this person? Can I actually crack my P virus? ”

"His name is Qian Tianlei, a postdoctoral fellow in biovirology, and he lost his daughter on the island of Honia. After returning to China, he began to study how to crack the P virus; And it only took him two months to complete the cracking of the P virus. ”

The clown took Qian Tianlei's notebook from the wise angel's hand, handed it to Takechu Shaw, and said, "Dr. Takechu Shaw, Qian Tianlei's attainments in biological virology seem to be deeper than yours. ”

Takechu took the notebook and began to look at it, Takechu himself also studied biological virology, so the test records in the notebook that were difficult for ordinary people to understand were easy for Takechu to understand.

When he flipped through Qian Tianlei's notebook recording the P virus cracking experiment, Takechu Takechu's face showed a look of shock, he definitely didn't expect that in this world, someone would come up with such a new way to crack the P virus.

Takechu closed the notebook in his hand, turned his head to look at Qian Tianlei lying on the stretcher, and muttered to himself: "China is really a terrible nation; They are an opponent to be reckoned with! ”

Takechu rolled up the notebook in his hand, put it into the wide sleeves of his kimono, and said to Nanase Motoko, who was kneeling in front of the tea tray, "Suko, solve this Chinese!" ”

The P virus is the biggest killer weapon in the hands of Takechu Shaw, but now that the P virus has been cracked, he is equivalent to losing his killer weapon, so Takechu Takeshi will never allow Qian Tianlei to live in this world!

"Hay!"

Nanase Motoko stood up from the tea tray, turned to look at Qian Tianlei on the stretcher, her eyes flashed with cold killing intent, a short ninja knife slipped from the wide sleeve of her kimono into her hand, held a knife flower in her hand, held it in her backhand, and at the tip of the ninja knife, a little cold light flashed, piercing into the clown's eyes.

Facing Nanase Motoko, who had already made an attack stance, the expression on the clown's face did not change in particular.

The clown's eyes raised slightly, glanced at Nanase Motoko, and said, "I know that you are an A-class ninja of Koga-ryu, and I also know that this temple is the rudder of the Oni Ninja Sect, but it seems that it will not work to kill people in front of me." ”

Disregard!

This is the Joker's disregard for Motoko Nanase! In the same way, this is also the Joker's confidence in his own strength! He is absolutely sure that he can stop Nanase Motoko from killing Qian Tianlei in front of him!

"If the master wants me to kill him, I must kill him!" Nanase Motoko's still beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly.

Nanase Motoko flipped the palm of her left hand, and two shurikens appeared in her hands. The sharp spikes of the shuriken shimmered blue in the air, and it was obvious that the shuriken in Motoko Nanase was quenched with poison.

Nanase Suzi raised his hand, and the two quenched shurikens flew towards Qian Tianlei on the stretcher.

The poison on these two shurikens is extremely domineering, and even if it is only scratched out, it may be fatal.

In the face of the two shurikens, the clown didn't make any moves, but the poisonous angel standing beside him threw out a flying knife and smashed away the shuriken that Nanase Suko threw at Qian Tianlei.

The poisonous angel shook his finger at Nanase Suko and said, "The boss said that Qian Tianlei can't die, so you can't kill him." ”

Nanase Suko's eyes swept over the clown, the wise angel, the poisonous angel, and Wu Yun, the look on her face was a little solemn, she knew that it was difficult for her to snatch Qian Tianlei's life in the hands of the four people opposite.

However, since Takechu gave himself an order to kill Qian Tianlei, Nanase Motoko must carry it out.

Nanase Motoko took two steps back, grabbed the placket of the kimono on his body, pulled it violently, pulled off the kimono with the cherry blossom pattern on his body, threw it out, and then under the cover of the kimono, Nanase Motoko, who was dressed in a ninja suit, rushed out, and took the ninja knife in his hand directly to Qian Tianlei on the stretcher.

The wise angel took a step forward, flipped his hands, and six sharp scalpels appeared in the left and right hands of the wise angel.

The three scalpels in his left hand swung forward, cutting through the kimono that had been covered, and then the three scalpels in his right hand flew at Nanase Motoko behind the kimono, and then took out a tactical folding knife from his belt, ejected the blade, and rushed directly at Nanase Motoko.

While!

The tactical folding knife in Chi Angel's hand collided with Nanase Motoko's ninja knife, knocking out a little spark.

A sneer curled into the corner of the Angel's mouth, and the strength of his right hand skyrocketed, forcing Nanase Motoko to retreat. With a flick of his left hand, the three scalpels between the fingers of his left hand slashed at Nanase Motoko.