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The sound of footsteps came from the corner.

Dunn gritted his teeth and quickly followed.

This time, he must catch the bastard who killed Bill!

Thinking of Bill's miserable appearance after he had his eyes and heart gouged away, Dunn felt extremely sad.

Soon, Dunn caught up with the madman with black hair and black eyes.

"stop!"

Dunn raised the gun coldly and aimed it at the black-haired lunatic.

This is the weapon he has just collected. It is much more powerful than the portable weapon before. It also successfully injured this lunatic just now, so he can now completely kill this sinner with blood on his hands.

The black-haired youth stopped, and squinted at the muzzle of the gun.

He raised his lips defiantly, and said, "Don't you still shoot?"

Dunn bitterly pulled the trigger.

Puff-boom!!!

The explosion caused smoke and dust throughout the room.

A big hole was blown in the chest of the black-haired young man, but the smile on his face was still very pleasant.

"Good job! But—"

"Is it really okay to wake it up?"

Seeing the broken floor appeared under his feet, the black-haired young man fell softly to the ground.

"Ho ho ho ho ho! Now, the show begins!"

With the last strength, the long knife in his hand was inserted into the floor, and a huge vibration instantly came from the ground.

The black-haired youth laughed frantically, and then slowly fell silent.

Underground experimental base.

The silver-haired man soaking in the green solution opened his inorganic aquamarine eyes.

-From "Top Secret: 4050"

director's office

The fat-eared dean had just hung up the communicator in his hand, and was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with heart.

It's not easy to please an individual. This is a lesson for the individual, and it is necessary to report to that little Nizi!

Thinking of this, the dean decided to settle the matter sooner.

I don’t know if those patients killed anyone?

It should be no problem, just a lunatic, pinching him to death is almost the same as pinching an ant.

The dean fiddled with the communicator in his hand with contempt in his eyes.

Although I heard the reputation of that lunatic, the dean didn't take it seriously.

It's just an incompetent reserve soldier. At best, it's better than the gangster. It's definitely an exaggeration to say that it's copper skin and iron bones. You will definitely have to finish playing with a laser gun in the past!

Turning on the communicator, the dean called the staff on duty in the duty room.

"Hello? Frank? How about the few people I arranged last time?"

This person on duty is his confidant, and this time everything is arranged for him, and he trusts this subordinate very much.

"Glitter—help...help...ahhhh!!!"

However, the always calm and reliable subordinates did not report the situation as usual, but made a series of weird sounds.

And there was nothing on the communicator that was supposed to project the portrait.

The dean frowned and said impatiently: "What the hell are you doing! I have no time to play with you now!"

"boom!"

"His--"

The sound of a heavy human body falling, followed by the sound of liquid flowing and snake crawling.

At this time, even the dean, who has always been nervous, noticed something was wrong.

He swallowed, his dull eyes trembled, and he said as calmly as possible: "You...what are you doing! Don't, don't make any shit pranks for Lao Tzu!"

"boom!!!"

After a loud noise, the projection on the other end of the communicator gradually turned from a blank to a blurred image.

It was-a bloody head.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The dean screamed out of fright, and his short, fat fingers hung up the communicator extremely sensitively.

The terrified dean stood up with a cold sweat on his face, and ran out of his independent office scrawling.

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 at the underground experiment base.

Although apparently he is the dean of this nursing home, the real person in charge is still the stubborn woman Meg.

So encountering such an emergency, the dean had to call her for help as soon as possible.

Underground experimental base

Looking at 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 of resentment.

If it hadn't been for the experimental body that had been blown up by herself, she would have liked to personally dismember the dead and disgusting seed!

Dididi—the communicator on the waist rang.

Meg reprimanded the researchers at hand to quickly clean up the laboratory, and switched on the communicator.

"Hey! Minister! Help!"

The dean's image appeared on the communicator, and his expression was extremely flustered.

The white woman with a ponytail narrowed her eyes as she listened to the dean on the other side of the communicator.

This happens one after another, absolutely abnormal!

"Turn on monitoring!"

"Yes! Minister!"

Soon, the researchers turned on monitoring for Meg.

The surveillance picture was projected in the center of the experimental base, and a hellish scene on earth was also presented in front of everyone.

"Oh my God! What is this--"

The more sentimental female researcher covered her mouth and was already too shocked to speak.

"Damn it! What the fuck is this!"

"God! These are damn demons!"

Other researchers also looked at the scene before them with shocked faces.

Meg looked at the virtual screen with a cold expression, and said in a low voice, "It looks like someone has infected those patients with some kind of virus."

The continuous occurrence of such similar symptoms can only be explained by virus infection.

On the screen, the perfectly divided small squares are showing every corner of the sanatorium on the ground to everyone.

On the corridor on the second floor.

More than a dozen patients were screaming and crawling on the ground, and the skin on their bodies turned into pieces of pulpy pieces, and as they crawled, it turned into a long bloodstain.

In the ward on the second floor, some people have normal faces, but some people have changed. The screams and prayers are mixed together, forming a chaotic scene.

What is strange is that, except for the second floor, no one has changed on the other floors.

Meg ordered his subordinates to constantly switch surveillance cameras in an attempt to discover the truth from the surveillance.

"This is a very research-worthy virus! And the virus matrix must be in the second floor!"

Meg's eyes kept sweeping across the scene where the mutants appeared, only feeling the flame of hope ignited in her heart.

She discovered that all patients who have undergone mutation have strengthened a certain part of their body to varying degrees, and their strength has also been greatly enhanced.

Although the experiment just failed, the powerful evolutionary ability of this virus on the human body alone is enough to make up for all that failure!

"stop!"

Meg, with a highly developed brain, keenly spotted an unusual place.

"There! Zoom in!"

According to Meg's request, the monitoring screen was quickly enlarged.

The young man with long silver hair and the young man with black hair and black eyes appeared on the screen.

Meg gasped in excitement and smiled: "Found it!"

Pushing away the researcher operating in front of the brain, Meg sat up personally and began to input a series of instructions to analyze.

[Analysis results show that the target person has contact with 80% of the mutants.

The icy voice of the artificial intelligence echoed in the uncleaned experimental base, causing Meg to look at the two people on the screen with increasing excitement.

"Give me! Catch them! As long as you have them! My experiment will definitely make a major breakthrough!"

She is about to fulfill her all-time dream and become the greatest scientist of this century!

Ward 211 of Conch Nursing Home

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 turquoise eyes, and said shyly: "What's the matter, brother? Did I quarrel with him?"

He just thought of something unsuitable for children, so he won't be discovered by the gods?

Zhou Yu sat up, blinked suspiciously, and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly felt a little bad and couldn't sleep."

It feels as if something he dislikes is coming.

Tours obsessively looked at the skin exposed under Zhou Yu's unfastened shirt, and dropped his eyes obediently.

No, those ugly minds cannot be discovered by the gods now.

Slowly clenching the palm of his hand, Tours felt the stronger and stronger power in his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Soon, he will become very strong soon.

I didn't control the power for a while and detonated the black fog in the bodies of other people on the second floor, causing many people to mutate.

Although a little misguided, the power from those vitality also made his ambitions inflated like never before.

If he can destroy this dirty mental hospital, his gods will think he has grown up!

In that case, he can have his god forever!

His chest fluctuated violently, and Tours raised his head and smiled at the perfect god in his heart: "It's okay, brother, nothing will happen, because I am protecting you!"

Zhou Yu:...

After reaching out and touching Tours' forehead, Zhou Yu was sure that he was not having a fever. Zhou Yu had to admit with great pain that the second phase of the child's second stage had finally begun.

"Well, little guy, I will depend on you for the elderly."

Holding back a smile, Zhou Yu patted Turs's head with a serious face.

Turs's turquoise eyes lit up, hugged Zhou Yu's slender waist, and promised loudly: "Good brother! I will definitely stay with him forever!"

Zhou Yu froze for a moment, and expressed admiration for this little guy's brain circuit.

When did he say he wanted him to stay with him forever?Is it just because of an old age?

Really--

Rubbing Turs's hair, Zhou Yu's eyebrows curled.

Too cute!

[The blond man looked at him dozingly and smiled: "Because we belong to each other in the first place, isn't it normal to be together forever?"]

A scene fragment struck his mind again, and Zhou Yu had become accustomed to it.

As the frequency of these inexplicable images increased, Zhou Yu could also feel that his feelings for this little guy had changed.

So, for Zhou Yu now.

Such a so-called promise for a lifetime sounds really sweet.

While the two were playing in bed, many people's footsteps sounded outside Ward 211.

——

There was a familiar knock on the door, and Turse's face instantly became cold.

These damn chops!

The people at the door are obviously inhumane researchers.