Chapter 91: The Mystery
When Zhao Ziyang was getting ready to go to bed at night, Linghu came towards his room with a glass of milk, smiling.
"Special Forces, it's done. Here are the medicines you need." Linghu handed a small bottle of white powder in his other hand to Zhao Ziyang and said to him, "Here are ten grams of powdered medicine, enough for you. It is colorless and odorless, and completely dissolves in water within a second. No one can tell anything."
Zhao Ziyang took the medicine and thanked Linghu with a smile on his face.
"Linghu, thank you so much, you can draw more blood next time."
"You sound quite reluctant, but I'm actually working for everyone." Linghu pouted and handed the milk to Zhao Ziyang, and said with a pair of innocent big eyes: "If I successfully develop a life-saving drug with your blood components for our lurkers, what effect do you think it will have on the battlefield?"
The effect is absolutely obvious. It is much more useful than any hemostatic drug, and the unique cell division speed increases, which allows the injury to heal at the fastest speed. This means that on the battlefield, as long as you are not hit in the head or heart, you will not die. Not only will you not die, but your combat effectiveness will be restored as time goes by.
Of course, if it can be successfully developed.
"If that's the case, I don't mind drawing more blood for you. " Zhao Ziyang nodded and said to Linghu very seriously.
“Hehehe…” The fox smiled slyly, waved at Zhao Ziyang and said, “You still have to go to Gambia tomorrow, so have a good rest. Remember to drink the hot milk before going to bed, it will help you sleep.”
After saying that, Linghu turned and walked out the door. Her long golden hair swayed gently as she turned around, looking very elegant.
Zhao Ziyang looked at Linghu's back and smiled, then took the milk and looked at it, but didn't intend to drink it.
"Hey!" The fox spirit suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the milk that Zhao Ziyang was about to put down, and said to him unhappily: "Don't think of me as such a mean person. I don't have the habit of putting this kind of drug in your milk. Chemical agents will affect the test subject to the greatest extent."
Zhao Ziyang felt embarrassed when Linghu revealed his thoughts. He drank the milk in one gulp in front of Linghu to show his trust in this scientific research madman.
"Hey, special forces soldier, good night, you will have a good dream." There was an indescribable light flashing in Linghu's eyes, and he turned and walked out.
Zhao Ziyang didn't understand what the light from the fox spirit meant, so he didn't think about it anymore and lay down on the bed to sleep.
The lights were turned off at 11:00 p.m., just like in regular troops. No one was allowed to go out, and one had to get permission to go out, otherwise the night sentries would stop you.
Mercenaries, a group whose profession is to fight, are not as free as outsiders imagine. In fact, they are definitely not that loose. Relatively speaking, they are still very tense, otherwise they would not have strong fighting power at all.
After turning off the lights, the mercenaries gradually fell into a deep sleep, entrusting their safety to the sentries on night duty.
These sentinels are all secret sentries. You don’t know where they are hiding, and you can’t feel any vitality from them.
A dark shadow quietly moved through the base, skillfully avoiding the sentries and moving towards the room where Zhao Ziyang was.
The shadow's movements were very agile, like a fox. He was very familiar with the terrain, and in a few flashes he quietly got to where he wanted to go.
Walking to Zhao Ziyang's door, the black shadow took off the black scarf on his face, revealing the pretty face of the fox.
"Hehe..." Linghu let out a low laugh, took out a piece of wire and inserted it into the keyhole of Zhao Ziyang's room, put his ear close to it and fiddled with it gently.
With a light "click" sound, the door was opened. The fox spirit slipped in, closed the door tightly, and walked towards Zhao Ziyang's bed in the dark.
Zhao Ziyang was still sleeping soundly at this moment, breathing evenly through his nose, totally unaware of the arrival of the spirit fox.
"Hey, special forces soldier, get up and pee." Linghu pushed Zhao Ziyang's body and leaned over to call him in his ear.
However, Zhao Ziyang still had no reaction, and didn't even turn around, still sleeping soundly.
The fox spirit licked her lips and rubbed her hands, then climbed onto the bed excitedly and carefully nestled beside Zhao Ziyang. She blinked her eyes and looked at Zhao Ziyang's face in the dim light, then reached out and touched him carefully.
Zhao Ziyang's skin is fundamentally different from that of other mercenaries. The special physique makes his skin very good. Although it is very tanned, it still feels quite good.
Touching Zhao Ziyang's cheek, Linghu's hand slowly began to move towards Zhao Ziyang's naked upper body, trying to feel the other's completely relaxed muscles with his hands.
Gradually, Linghu's breathing became heavier, and her eyes were filled with lust . She took off her clothes, hugged Zhao Ziyang naked, and leaned down to kiss him gently on the mouth.
The tongue gently pried open Zhao Ziyang's lips and inserted it, greedily entangled with Zhao Ziyang. After a passionate kiss, the fox spirit began to lick down Zhao Ziyang's chest, and finally stopped at his lower abdomen, sweeping back and forth with its slippery tongue.
At this time, Zhao Ziyang still hadn't woken up, but his body had already started a natural reaction. There was indeed no aphrodisiac made by the fox spirit in the glass of milk, but there was another kind of drug in it: a highly concentrated sleeping pill.
Moreover, the fox spirit was afraid that Zhao Ziyang's body could withstand it, so he increased the portion without hesitation. The portion was so large that an elephant would fall into a deep coma after eating it.
After pulling off Zhao Ziyang's underwear, Linghu held Zhao Ziyang's lower body and then sat down gently. After several adaptive ups and downs, she hugged Zhao Ziyang tightly and moved her hips wildly, allowing her to enter the deepest part every time...
On this dark night, Zhao Ziyang was bewitched by the fox spirit, and without his knowledge, the fox spirit completed another act of insemination for him.
When Linghu achieved her goal, she immediately covered her lower body with her hands to prevent the hard-earned sperm from flowing out. At the same time, she took out the prepared container and put the sperm blocked by her hands into it. After doing all this, Linghu cleaned Zhao Ziyang's body, put on her clothes, and sneaked back to her room.
After returning to the room, the fox spirit's first thing was to refrigerate the collected semen. It was enough for her, and she only needed to take the strongest one.
At dawn, Zhao Ziyang, who had no idea what was happening to him, still showed no signs of waking up, and let Daofeng bang on the door.
With a "bang", the door was kicked open by Blade, and several mercenaries rushed in with guns.
These guys had a bad feeling because Zhao Ziyang never slept late, unless something happened. But when a few guys rushed in nervously, they found Zhao Ziyang sleeping soundly with a faint smile on his face.
"Boss!!!" Daofeng shouted loudly in Zhao Ziyang's ear, causing pain in his eardrum.
Zhao Ziyang, who was sleeping soundly, finally woke up with a frown on his brow. He heard a landmine explosion in his dream.
"Boss, what were you doing last night? Did you secretly go to Egypt to have an affair with Captain Angel? Hahahaha..."
Zhao Ziyang sat up, patted his head and ignored the blade. He felt like he was drunk and the scenery in front of his eyes was swaying.
The milk cup turned into two and dangled in front of Zhao Ziyang. He tried hard to grab the milk cup in his hand, handed it to Dao Feng and said, "There's something wrong with the milk..."
Blade, who had already felt something was wrong, immediately became serious, picked up the milk cup and threw it to Rifling, saying, "Quick, find the spirit fox to test the ingredients!"
“Don’t…” Zhao Ziyang, who stood up unsteadily, called out to Rifle Line, holding his head and said weakly: “No need to look for the spirit fox, this… is no problem!”
Rifling stopped and looked at Blade, who was also confused, in confusion.
"Let's go to Gambia and ask Arc'teryx to fly the helicopter more steadily. I need to sleep for a while." Zhao Ziyang put on his clothes staggeringly and gave instructions to Daofeng.
Zhao Ziyang threw the milk cup into the trash can to show that there was no problem. There was indeed no problem. There would definitely be no problem at all when it reached Linghu.
Deep amnesia? Zhao Ziyang was swaying and guessing what drug Linghu had put in the milk. He remembered that when he first came to Lurker, he was put into a coma by Linghu's deep amnesia. But the feeling of being drunk was definitely not deep amnesia, but more like taking an overdose of sleeping pills.
However, Zhao Ziyang didn't have the energy to settle the score with the spirit fox, and he didn't know how to settle the score with the spirit fox. The best way was to stay away from the spirit fox and go to Gambia.
He had no memory of what happened last night, and had no idea that a grown man like him was bewitched by a weak woman like Linghu. If he knew, he would not know what to do.
Lying on the helicopter, Zhao Ziyang fell into a coma again. He slept for the entire day until the drug wore off and he woke up.
The people have arrived in Banjul, the capital of Gambia. Due to Zhao Ziyang's coma, the progress of the matter was delayed for one day. President Yahya was very concerned about Zhao Ziyang's health. He sent his personal doctor, chef and masseur to serve Zhao Ziyang to show his importance to Zhao Ziyang, the mercenary leader.
"Huh..." Zhao Ziyang, who finally woke up, let out a long sigh and climbed up from the bed, with a bitter smile in his heart.
Seeing Zhao Ziyang wake up, Blade, Rifle and other guys also breathed a sigh of relief. It is certain that Zhao Ziyang just drank too many sleeping pills. According to Yahya's personal doctor, the sleeping pills Zhao Ziyang swallowed are enough to put a pool of crocodiles into a deep sleep.
"Good evening." Blade, who was sitting on the bed with a cigar in his mouth, waved to Zhao Ziyang, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.
No one knows what is going on, but we can always guess some clues.
There were few people who could sneak into the lurkers' base quietly. The defenders might be able to do it, but they suffered heavy casualties this time and had no time to come in. Besides, if they sneaked in, it would definitely be an assassination. It was impossible for them to knock Zhao Ziyang down with sleeping pills.
The mercenaries did have sleeping pills. There were always times when they would be mentally tortured and unable to sleep, but sleeping pills were limited in quantity. They were afraid that taking too much would put their lives in danger, so no one had enough to make a pool of crocodiles fall into a coma.
The most important point is that the one who controls the sleeping pills is the fox spirit, and she can make high-concentration sleeping pills at any time. In this way, she and the special forces have only a few things to say...
"Good evening." Zhao Ziyang responded to Daofeng's mischievous look and immediately realized that this boy must have seen something.
"It's time to eat." It was time to eat. Zhao Ziyang looked at his watch and said very seriously, "Let's not talk about anything today, including my sleeping. Anyone who talks about it will be killed!"
“Hahahaha…” “Oh my god, the boss is going to kill people to silence them, hahahaha…”
The mercenaries were laughing uncontrollably, since the key person was not here anyway.
"Let's eat now." Zhao Ziyang said helplessly: "You will have four hours to revel in dinner, and all expenses will be on me."
In order to shut Youyou up, Zhao Ziyang had no choice but to spend a lot of money. He knew that these guys, who were smarter than monkeys, had already guessed something.
