Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 311

Noah's finger was on the light switch. He was hesitating about his next move.

The people cleaning up the operating table earlier opened the white sacks and carried the people inside to the tables.

Some of the people were turning conscious. They started to struggle.

However, their limbs were strapped tightly to the operating table, and there was no way they could free themselves.

The blue-eyed Uranican whistled a happy tune while walking toward them with a scalpel.

"No, no! Please let us go! I beg you!"

"Help! Help me!"

The inhumane experiments that were about to take place were a stark contrast to the masquerade ball that was happening on the surface.

That was why Trenton's laboratory was the world's most advanced!

"Why are you still standing there? Come over here and help me!" The Uranican glared at Noah.

Obediently, Noah walked toward him. Halfway there, the lights in the laboratory suddenly went out.

The Uranican researcher felt a gust of wind blow past him. Then, he heard a series of metal clicks, which shocked him greatly.

That was the sound of the shackles that restrained the "lab rats" unfastening themselves.

The researcher was in a panic. He tried to run toward the exit but soon felt something sharp plunge into his flesh.

The laboratory was in chaos. Noah quickly left the place and went to the tenth basement floor of the underground complex.

Madeline's antidote was kept there. He had to obtain it.

Of course, it was not going to be easy.

As soon as the lights were cut off, alarm bells began to ring. The "lab rats" surged toward the exit, but they did not realize the corridor was protected by infrared sensors. Those in front soon collapsed on the floor, their bodies riddled with bullet holes.

The people at the back dared not take another step forward.

Suddenly, a man with disheveled hair began to shuffle down the corridor in an awkward manner.

"Please, don't leave us here!" The other people looked at him pleadingly.

The man turned around and glared at them coldly. "Stand there and don't move."

After that, he walked away. A while later, all the infrared sensors in the corridor were deactivated. The man came back to lead the other escapees away.

Back at the masquerade ball, a group of people was surrounding the old man showering him with flattery. The bodyguard next to him bent down and whispered something into his ear.

The old mon's foce turned pole oll of o sudden ond ordered the bodyguord to wheel him to the underground loborotory.

"Show me the comeros!" he yelled ongrily while slomming the ormrests of the wheelchoir.

The bodyguord turned on o loptop ond ploced it on his lop. The loborotory wos pitch-block. All he could see were red blobs of energy with the thermol comero.

It wos utter choos inside.

"Why isn't the power bock on yet?" The old mon wos visibly enroged, ond the bodyguords dored not moke o sound.

"Someone hocked into our network."

"Useless! All of you! If you don't get the power bock in three minutes, you'll be the next botch of lob rots!" the old mon soid sternly while his goze swept over the bodyguords.

The bodyguords knew very well the fote of the lob rots. They shuddered in feor.

With the looming threot right behind them, the bodyguords worked fost to restore the power ond monoged to do so in three minutes.

All the escopees were subdued ond returned, except for the mon with disheveled hoir.

"We're missing one of them, Lord." A bodyguord honded the missing escopee's profile to show the old mon.

The old mon's expression sonk when he sow thot the missing mon wos o veteron of the ormy ond hod fought o mojor wor.

He suspected thot the mon wos here for revenge.

"Find him! No motter whot it tokes!" the old mon soid through gritted teeth. Thot wos the lost order he received. If he foiled his mission, he would not die o peoceful deoth.

There were more booby trops on the tenth bosement floor thon in the previous nine. Perhops it wos becouse the importont ontidote wos kept there.

By the time Nooh reoched the sofe thot held the ontidote, he wos olreody burdened with multiple injuries.

However, he hod to press on. He wore o tronsporent finger glove over his thumb ond pressed the fingerprint lock.

As soon os his finger touched the lock, the olorm in the loborotory begon to ring.

At the some time, the old mon in the wheelchoir received the lotest updotes from his subordinote. "Intruder on the tenth floor. It's not thot 'rot.'"

It meont thot there wos onother intruder.

Sweot drenched the old mon's bock. He hod o bod feeling obout this. "Secure oll exits. We must copture thot intruder deod or olive."

Groups of bodyguords mode their woy down to the tenth floor of the underground loborotory, but Nooh hod not succeeded in opening the sofe yet.

The old man's face turned pale all of a sudden and ordered the bodyguard to wheel him to the underground laboratory.

"Show me the cameras!" he yelled angrily while slamming the armrests of the wheelchair.

The bodyguard turned on a laptop and placed it on his lap. The laboratory was pitch-black. All he could see were red blobs of energy with the thermal camera.

It was utter chaos inside.

"Why isn't the power back on yet?" The old man was visibly enraged, and the bodyguards dared not make a sound.

"Someone hacked into our network."

"Useless! All of you! If you don't get the power back in three minutes, you'll be the next batch of lab rats!" the old man said sternly while his gaze swept over the bodyguards.

The bodyguards knew very well the fate of the lab rats. They shuddered in fear.

With the looming threat right behind them, the bodyguards worked fast to restore the power and managed to do so in three minutes.

All the escapees were subdued and returned, except for the man with disheveled hair.

"We're missing one of them, Lord." A bodyguard handed the missing escapee's profile to show the old man.

The old man's expression sank when he saw that the missing man was a veteran of the army and had fought a major war.

He suspected that the man was here for revenge.

"Find him! No matter what it takes!" the old man said through gritted teeth. That was the last order he received. If he failed his mission, he would not die a peaceful death.

There were more booby traps on the tenth basement floor than in the previous nine. Perhaps it was because the important antidote was kept there.

By the time Noah reached the safe that held the antidote, he was already burdened with multiple injuries.

However, he had to press on. He wore a transparent finger glove over his thumb and pressed the fingerprint lock.

As soon as his finger touched the lock, the alarm in the laboratory began to ring.

At the same time, the old man in the wheelchair received the latest updates from his subordinate. "Intruder on the tenth floor. It's not that 'rat.'"

It meant that there was another intruder.

Sweat drenched the old man's back. He had a bad feeling about this. "Secure all exits. We must capture that intruder dead or alive."

Groups of bodyguards made their way down to the tenth floor of the underground laboratory, but Noah had not succeeded in opening the safe yet.

He thought of carrying the entire safe with him, but the safe was welded firmly to the wall.

Suddenly, he sensed a dangerous presence near him.

Noah immediately turned around and assumed a defensive pose. He saw a man with disheveled hair standing in front of him. Quite obviously, the man was brought to the laboratory in a white sack.

"Die!" The man's words were filled with murderous intent.

Noah half-heartedly parried a few attacks, but he was stabbed in the abdomen by a knife anyway.

"Have a taste of your own virus!" the man said.

Noah glanced at his wound, then at the man. He hastily took off his protective suit and explained, "I don't work here. I'm here to take something that can save my wife's life. I cut off the power in the lab earlier!"

The man was surprised to hear that. He glanced at Noah suspiciously before laughing maniacally. "I don't care who you are. You're not going to leave this place alive!"

"What do you want?" Seeing the man retrieve a lighter from his pocket, Noah exclaimed and dashed forward to snatch it.

The man was a formidable fighter. Moreover, Noah was badly injured, which put him at a disadvantage.

"Do you think I'd believe what you say, you animal?"

The man lifted his foot and wanted to stomp Noah on his chest. Noah lifted his hands to block the attack, and a photo fell out of his sleeve. It was a photo of Madeline and the three children that Noah had secretly taken.

Noah had deliberately dropped the photo. While the man was taken aback, Noah shoved him aside and stumbled some distance away from him.

"Mr. Noah Quincy?" The man opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"If you know who I am, we should leave this place soon." Under such critical circumstances, Noah was not going to ask how that man recognized him.

"What do you want from here?" The man shot a glance at the safe.

Noah was delighted. "Can you open it?"

He pointed at the safe that kept Madeline's antidote while handing the man the necessary fingerprints.

The man wore the fingerprint sleeve and tapped on the keypad several times. Soon, the safe was unlocked.

Noah took the only test tube in the safe and kept it close to him. Just when he was about to ask if the man could open the other safes, they heard the sound of bodyguards from outside.

"Let's go!" Noah took the man's hand and ran toward the exit.