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Seeing this, Chen Luo sneered, took up the sniper rifle, and, from the far end of the corridor, took aim at a Reincarnator collecting data at a computer console. He was fully armed, his helmet protecting his head well. He offered little chance. Even if his arm was broken, he would survive, and in the end, he would only be crippled and injured, which was better than losing his life.
But Chen Luo's target wasn't him at all; it was a gas device in the laboratory. He zeroed in on the giant gas tank and pulled the trigger. The bullet, accompanied by sparks, flew out, hitting the tank's connector in less than a second, igniting the gas.
The tank was filled with highly concentrated gas, and when touched by the tiny spark, it instantly turned into a raging fire. The explosion, which spread from the inside out, sent the three remaining reincarnations flying, catching them off guard. The flames instantly engulfed them!
The violent explosion also attracted the attention of the inner laboratory. Lao Liu was looking over to the other side with a laser gun. Another laser shot over, blowing his head apart like a ball. Oh no, it should be said that it exploded like a watermelon, and his brains splattered all over the floor.
"Lao Liu! Damn it!" The leading man immediately pulled out a grenade and threw it. Wesker outside had already fled, and there was no way he could stay there.
While Wesker was locked in a fight, Chen Luo surmounted the obstacle, entered, and slew all three Reincarnators one by one. He put away his watch; it was a payout. Then, he quietly removed the disk from the console and grabbed a few virus samples.
He reached a hallway. A gunshot rang out. Chen Luo, hiding in the shadows, saw that it was Annette who fired the shot. "It's me, Chen Luo,"
Annette said, her brow furrowed. "They've tranquilized William. You must save him!"
Chen Luo emerged, submachine gun in hand. "What's the reward?"
This infuriated Annette, who had just turned around, and she turned and pointed the gun at Chen Luo. "We're allies, and you're just going to let him die?"
Chen Luo moved the gun away, took out a cigarette, lit it, and offered it to her.
Annette hesitated, then took the cigarette and lit it. "What exactly do you want?"
"I'm just a businessman. There's no reward without effort. Unless it's someone close to me, I won't put myself in harm's way. You can let me save William, but what do I get in return?" Chen Luo blew out a smoke ring. He was actually negotiating terms and business at this point!
Hiss! Whoosh! Annette took a deep drag on her cigarette, her eyes grimly fixed on Chen Luo. "What do you want?"
"Have sex with me, just once." Chen Luo's expression was sincere, as if he wasn't joking.
Annette suddenly pointed her gun at Chen Luo. She was a woman fiercely loyal to her husband, even their daughter was more important than her and his career. "Say it again!"
"I knew you were a selfish woman. You say you love William, but in reality, you're only thinking about your own interests. You don't love William at all, you liar!" Chen Luo scoffed, his expression filled with contempt.
This infuriated Annette. "Bullshit! I love William, but your conditions are playing with fire!" her voice tinged with anger. He wanted to sleep with her? Didn't that mean he wanted to fuck her? The thought of another man crawling onto her body made her feel nauseous.
"These are my conditions, you selfish woman. How much time have you spent with Shirley? Giving birth to a child and then failing to educate and raise him properly—you're an unfit mother. William is in trouble and needs help, yet you won't even agree to this simple request. And you still say you're not selfish!" Chen Luo continued to distort the facts, leaving Annette feeling utterly ashamed.
Annette had truly been misled. She knew exactly how it all happened, and recalling her own experiences, it seemed exactly the same. "You! You're talking nonsense. That's not true at all!"
"Don't you know it yourself? My condition is to fuck you once. If you agree, I'll do it. If you don't, I won't help you." Chen Luo's expression grew serious. This was clearly coercion!
Annette clutched her head in pain and crouched on the ground. Her high heels exposed most of her pristine white feet, just enough to reveal the bases of her five lush toes. Soft sobs emanated from her, a hint of helplessness. She couldn't possibly kill Chen Luo; the consequences would be dire, and now wasn't the time to make enemies.
Chen Luo continued smoking his cigarette as he walked over and stroked Annette's back. "Just this once, you and I know. From now on, if anything happens, including important intelligence, I'll help you. Umbrella doesn't trust anyone. If there's any danger, I'll help you take care of Shirley and ensure you have no worries."
Annette looked up at these words, tears still welling in her eyes. "You're a beast! Ugh!" As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Luo embraced her and kissed her. At first, she struggled, even trying to fire. But a pinch on her wrist caused her to let go in pain. Her hands were pinned against the wall, her mouth gagged.
The internal energy, transmitted through the physical contact, flowed into Annette's body. The surge of power felt unfamiliar to her. The internal energy of the dual cultivation method intensified her sexual desire. It had been ages since she'd had sex. Mad scientists are chaste and have no desire for such mundane things.
Now, her desires were aroused. Annette was in her thirties, a lusty age where she could normally suppress them. But now, she couldn't, and she was seduced. A big hand pinched her buttocks, and the touch made Annette scream. She opened her mouth and was invaded by the big tongue. Chen Luo touched Annette all over, teasing her.
After a while, Chen Luo separated Annette and stroked her cheek. "Let's go and save William. If you weren't married, I would definitely pursue you. In fact, I had the opportunity to rape you, but I didn't do it because it was disrespectful to you. If you don't want to, I won't force you. Annette, I love you!"
This sudden confession made Annette, who was about to blame, feel a little complicated. Although she was cold, she was not a fool. She could only hum and pretend that nothing had happened to avoid embarrassment.