Chapter 791 Return Of Ex-wife

• Bruce calmed down and said, Trust the doctor and receive the treatment. You must be able to get through it.” “I hope so,” Aria replied sadly. “That’s it, then. I’ll hang up first.” “Okay.” After hanging up, Bruce frowned at Darcy and asked, “Darcy, where’s the goods?” “In the refrigerator car!” “It’s not damaged, is it? Show me.” “Mr. Everett, don’t worry!” Darcy said as he drove Bruce to a villa in the suburbs. The house was kind of remote and surrounded by greenery. Outsiders could not see the situation in the courtyard at all. “Mr. Everett, we’re here.” Darcy personally opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz. Bruce got out of the car. A freezer car was parked in the garage of the villa. “Open the compartment.” “Okay.” Darcy took out the key and opened the freezer compartment.
• As the door opened, a bone-chilling coldness assaulted his face. The RA-3 virus was stored in an airtight refrigerated honey jar, which was wrapped around with a cooling membrane. “You did a great job, Darcy.” Bruce praised sincerely. Darcy was indeed his most capable and trusted subordinate. Every time he was given a mission, he would successfully complete it. This really made Bruce feel much more worry-free. Darcy frowned and asked in confusion, “Mr. Everett, what exactly is inside? Why did you go to such great lengths to transport this thing from Antlen back to Greyport?” Bruce heard his question but did not give any answer. He just opened the cooling membrane.
• He wanted to see how powerful the RA-3 virus was that required the organization to give out missions in person. When he opened the wrapper, there was only a transparent glass honey jar inside. He could see the blue liquid flowing inside. Bruce took a closer look and subconsciously reached out to touch the jar. Unexpectedly, the moment his fingers touched it, he immediately felt as if he had been scorched. “Hiss-” Bruce quickly retracted his hand. Seeing this, Darcy asked with concern, “Mr. Everett, what’s wrong?” “I’m fine. Maybe…” Bruce said with a solemn look. He seemed to have been scorched by a lighter just This was clearly a refrigerated can. It should be cold to the touch. But when he touched it, why did it feel like it was burning? Bruce did not dare to touch it again. He quickly covered it with the cooling membrane again.