[Papa papa!
Footsteps came from around the corner.
Dunn gritted his teeth and quickly followed.
This time, he must catch the bastard who tortured and killed Bill!
Thinking of Bill's miserable appearance after his eyes and heart were gouged out, Tang En felt extremely sad.
Soon, Tang En caught up with the madman with black hair and black eyes.
"stop!"
Tang En raised his gun coldly and aimed at the black-haired lunatic.
This is the weapon he just collected. It is much more powerful than the previous portable weapon. He also successfully injured the lunatic just now, so now he can completely kill the blood-stained sinner.
The black-haired young man stopped in his tracks, smiling and narrowing his eyes facing the muzzle of the gun.
He raised his lips provocatively and said, "Are you still shooting?"
Tang En resentfully squeezed the trigger.
Poof-boom! ! !
The explosion sent smoke and dust all over the room.
A big hole was blasted into the chest of the black-haired young man, but the smile on his face was still very comfortable.
"Good job! But—"
"Is it really okay to wake it up?"
Seeing the damaged floor under his feet, the black-haired young man fell limply to the ground.
"Ho ho ho ho ho! Now, the fun begins!"
With the last of his strength, he inserted the long knife in his hand into the floor, and a huge shock came from the ground instantly.
The black-haired youth laughed wildly, and then slowly fell silent.
Underground experimental base.
The silver-haired man soaked in the green solution opened his inorganic green eyes.]
—From "Top Secret: 4050"
director's office
The fat-headed dean just hung up the communicator in his hand, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with concern.
It's really not easy to please someone, so let's teach him a lesson and give that little girl a lowly report!
Thinking of this, the dean decided that it would be better to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
I don't know if those patients killed people
It should be fine, it's just a lunatic, crushing him is like crushing an ant.
The dean fiddled with the communicator in his hand, looking contemptuously.
Although he heard about the reputation of that lunatic, the dean still didn't take it seriously.
After all, he's just a low-level reserve soldier. He's better than a gangster at best. It's an exaggeration to say he's made of copper and iron. If you take a laser gun to go there, you'll definitely have to finish the game!
Turning on the communicator, the dean called the staff on duty in the duty room.
"Hello? Frank? How are the guys I arranged last time?"
The person on duty is his confidant, and this time things are all arranged for him. He trusts this subordinate very much.
"Heck—save...save...ahh!!!"
However, the always calm and reliable subordinates did not report the situation as usual, but instead made a series of weird noises.
And there was nothing on the communicator that was supposed to project a portrait.
The dean frowned and said impatiently: "What the hell are you doing! I don't have time to play with you now!"
"boom!"
"Hiss—"
The sound of the human body falling heavily was heard, followed by the sound of liquid flowing and snakes crawling.
At this time, even the always nervous dean noticed something was wrong.
He swallowed, his dull eyes trembled, and he tried his best to calmly say: "You...what the hell are you doing! Don't, don't play any bullshit pranks on me!"
"boom!!!"
After a loud noise, the projection on the other end of the communicator gradually changed from a blank to a blurred image.
That was - a bloody human head.
"Ah!!!"
The dean screamed in fright, and hung up the communicator with his fat and short fingers.
The dean, who was still in shock, stood up with cold sweat all over his face, and ran out of his independent office.
He has to find someone! He wants to call the police!
After dialing the number, the dean called Meg, the head of the experiment department located in the underground experiment base.
Although he is the director of the nursing home on the surface, in fact, the fierce woman Meg is the real head of the family.
So when encountering such an emergency, the dean had to call her for help immediately.
underground experiment base
Seeing the mess in the base, the ponytail woman, that is, Meg's facial features were completely distorted.
"Check it out for me! What is the reason!"
Looking at the ruined experimental data, Meg's eyes were bloodshot with resentment.
If it wasn't for the fact that the experimental subject had already been blown up, she would have wished to personally dismember that bastard who was even more embarrassing when he died!
Didi Didi—the communicator on his waist rang.
While reprimanding the researchers under her command to quickly clean up the laboratory, Meg switched on the communicator.
"Hey! Minister! Help!"
The dean's image appeared on the communicator, with a panicked expression.
The caucasian woman with ponytails narrowed her eyes as she listened to the dean on the other end of the communicator.
It's definitely not normal for this to happen one after another!
"Turn on monitoring!"
"Yes! Minister!"
Soon, the researchers turned on surveillance for Meg.
The monitoring screen was projected in the center of the experimental base, presenting a hellish scene in front of everyone.
"My God! What the hell is-"
A more sentimental female researcher covered her mouth, already too shocked to speak.
"Damn it! What the hell is this!"
"God! These are bloody devils!"
Other researchers also looked at the scene in shock.
Meg looked at the virtual screen with a cold expression, and said in a low voice, "It looks like someone injected some kind of virus on those patients."
The continuous appearance of such similar symptoms can only be explained by the virus infection.
On the screen, perfectly divided small squares are showing everyone every corner of the sanatorium on the ground.
In the corridor on the second floor.
More than a dozen patients were screaming and crawling on the ground, and the skin on their bodies had turned into pieces of rotten flesh, and as they crawled, it turned into a long bloodstain.
In the ward on the second floor, some people had normal faces, while others had mutated. The screams and prayers were mixed together, forming an extremely chaotic scene.
What's strange is that apart from the second floor, no one on the other floors has changed.
Meg ordered his subordinates to switch the surveillance cameras constantly, trying to find out the truth from the surveillance.
"This is a virus of great research value! And the virus mother must be on the second floor!"
Meg's eyes kept scanning the images of those mutants, and she felt a flame of hope ignited in her heart.
She found that all mutated patients have strengthened a certain part of the body to varying degrees, and their strength has also been greatly enhanced.
Although the experiment just now failed, the powerful evolutionary ability of this virus to human body is enough to make up for all the failures!
"stop!"
Meg, with a highly developed brain, keenly discovered an unusual place.
"There! Zoom in!"
According to Meg's request, the monitoring screen was quickly enlarged.
A boy with long silver hair and a young man with black hair and dark eyes appeared on the screen.
Meg gasped excitedly, and said with a smile, "I found it!"
Pushing away the researchers who were operating in front of the brain, Meg sat on it herself, and began to input a series of instructions for analysis.
[The analysis results show that the target person has had contact with 80% of the mutants.]
The artificial intelligence's cold voice echoed in the experimental base that hadn't been cleaned up, causing Meg to look at the two people on the screen more excitedly.
"Give it to me! Catch them! As long as I have them! My experiment will definitely make a major breakthrough!"
She is about to achieve her long-cherished dream and become the greatest scientist of this century!
Conch Sanatorium Ward 211
Zhou Yu, who was about to take a nap, opened his eyes.
He turned to look at Tours beside him.
Tours also noticed the movement of the gods, opened those beautiful green eyes, and said shyly: "What's the matter, brother? Did I quarrel with brother?"
He just thought of something unsuitable for children, so the gods won't find out, right
Zhou Yu sat up, blinked suspiciously, and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly feel a little bad and can't fall asleep."
It felt like something was coming that he hated so much.
Tours looked at the skin exposed under Zhou Yu's unbuttoned clothes obsessively, and lowered his eyes obediently.
No, those ugly thoughts cannot be discovered by the gods yet.
Clenching his palms slowly, Tours felt the growing strength in his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Soon, he will become very powerful soon.
Just now, he failed to control the power for a moment and detonated the black mist in the bodies of other people on the second floor, causing many people to mutate.
Although it was a bit of a mistake, the power derived from those vitality also made his ambition swell like never before.
If he can destroy this dirty mental institution, then his god will think he has grown up!
That way, he could have his god forever!
His chest heaved violently, Tours raised his head, and smiled at the perfect god in his heart: "It's okay, brother, nothing will happen, because I'm protecting you!"
Zhou Yu: ...
After stretching out his hand and touching Tours' forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, Zhou Yu had to admit very sadly that the child's second term had finally begun.
"Well, little guy, I will rely on you to support me in the future."
Holding back his smile, Zhou Yu patted Tours on the head with a serious face.
Tours' green eyes lit up, he hugged Zhou Yu's slender waist, and promised loudly: "Okay brother! I will definitely stay by my side for the rest of my life!"
Zhou Yu froze for a moment, expressing his admiration for the brain circuit of this little guy.
When did he say that he wanted to be by his side forever? Just because of a pension
really—
Rubbing Tours's hair, Zhou Yu's eyebrows and eyes were curved.
Too cute!
[The blond man looked at him dotingly, and said with a smile, "Because we belong to each other, isn't it normal for us to be together forever?"]
A picture clip flashed through his mind again, and Zhou Yu was used to it.
And as the frequency of these inexplicable images increased, Zhou Yu could also feel that his feelings towards this little guy had changed.
So, for Zhou Yu now.
Such a so-called lifetime commitment sounds really sweet.
While the two were playing around on the bed, there were many footsteps outside Ward 211.
Boom—
There was a familiar knock on the door, and Tours' face turned cold instantly.
These goddamn offal!
The people at the door, obviously, are the inhuman researchers.