Tyrannosaurus

13

Chapter 13

    Du Cang got E-type gene fluid almost two months later, and he injected it into his body immediately. It was four days later when he woke up, and his stomach felt a strong hunger for no reason.

    He drank all the nutrient solution stored, a total of four, which was equivalent to the usual daily food intake plus supper. But the stomach was still hungry, and at this moment, Du Cang smelled the fragrance. So I went downstairs to find a small restaurant and ordered a bowl of meat plus a large pot of braised pork. After eating all the noodles and braised pork, I barely felt full.

    At this time, Victor sat in front of him, stared at the huge rice bowl and braised pork in front of him, and laughed strangely: "The appetite is so good."

    Du Cang took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, ignoring Victor. Victor's face became very ugly: "I got the news that the big boss of the black market got a tube of Tyrannosaur Gene and is now preparing for the auction."

    Du Cang: "Oh, amazing."

    Victor: "Don't pretend, Jina. Where did your money come from? Then you sold the gene? I have helped you for so many years, and I have not given me any benefits?!"

    Du Cang raised his eyes: "You help me? I remember I didn't understand the market when I first came here. , you will lower the price you gave me by half."

    Victor, who was exposed, looked unnatural: "...Gina, you don't have an ID...I need to take a risk when I accept your goods—"

    "Identity That kind of stuff doesn't matter in Gasrid Ghetto," Ducan interrupted, then got up to leave. Victor pressed his hands on the table, and his voice became weird and dangerous: "Then you know... Whose hands does the Tyrannosaur Gene end up in?"

    Du Cang: "Didn't filming start yet?"

    Victor: "It's true that the filming has not started, but it has been taken. The person who got the gene is its original owner - the tyrant of Savile. Anyone who tries to get the gene to sell it will attract the wrath of the tyrant. Jina, Saville Vail's army has been stationed in Gasrid. The storm has come."

    Du Cang suddenly turned his head and glared at Victor, who showed a smug smile. Realizing that Victor wasn't joking, he staggered a few steps and turned to run away, his face pale. He first went to inquire about the news and confirmed that there was indeed an army from Savile stationed at the Gasrid government building. The Tyrannosaurus may not have come too, but the arrival of the army is undoubtedly the great sword hanging above its head.

    Ducang ran home in panic, simply packed his luggage and prepared to leave Gasrid. He sold that tube of genes to get 10 million Savile Coins, spent 1 million and left 9 million, opened dozens of bank accounts with the ID he found or bought, and divided the money into scattered pieces. Dozens of pens are stored separately.

    Then he changed his ID card and came to the port. Just after he took out the certificate, the conductor looked up at him and confirmed it again. Du Cang felt strange and had an ominous premonition in his heart. He urged the conductor to give him a ticket for the next city quickly.

    He plans to move to the next city and leave the Western District. Even if the other three districts are not as prosperous as the Western District, it is worse than the threat hanging behind him all the time. What's more, he now has a huge amount of money. As long as he can settle down, he can use the money to continue his business, which is enough for him to live without worry for the rest of his life.

    "Hurry up, trouble." Du hastily urged, looking around from time to time, seeing the figure of the army interrogating in the distance, the shadow of uneasiness in his heart expanded rapidly. The conductor returned the ticket and identification to him, and he took it and left.

    When I entered the hatch, I saw that there were still soldiers investigating, and I even saw Victor. He paused, then turned and left immediately. Half of his identification was purchased by Victor, who also knew him.

    When Ducang stepped into the square, he looked back and was face to face with Victor, who said something to the soldier around him and pointed to him. Ducang suddenly turned around and ran for his life as fast as he could. The crowd was commotion, and the army was trained to capture him.

    Fortunately, this place has long been familiar with, and Du Cang knows which paths he can take to get rid of the army behind him. He almost vomited, and the air in his lungs seemed to be emptied, a pain like suffocation.

    Du Cang took a deep breath, leaning on the wall and walking slowly forward.

    He was in the habit of running for his life, and this kind of exercise didn't make him feel tired at all. I don't know what's going on today, my abdomen is throbbing, my limbs are weak, and I almost suffocate.

    When he came to the middle of the alley, he suddenly stopped. There seemed to be an invisible threat in the empty alley that wrapped him tightly. Panic emanated from the limbs and bones along the pores, Du Cang began to tremble uncontrollably, and almost knelt down to beg for mercy.

    This is the oppression of those with advanced genes on those with lower genes.

    Du Cang's forehead was covered in cold sweat, he raised his head in horror, and saw a man fighting against the light on the roof. The other party didn't even deliberately oppress him, as if standing there, he could feel oppression on Du Cang who was injected with the E-type gene fluid.

    The king-level tyrannical dragon gene suddenly flashed in his mind.

    There is only one king-level tyrannical dragon gene in the entire Western District.

    "Ju...Jude."

    In the backlight, the golden vertical pupils fell directly on the face of the weak and frightened human below, and slowly slid down to his abdomen.

    "Queen."