Plague Doctor

The old stamp shined brightly, from all sides, towards Gu Jun in the middle.

While a team of operatives printed the old prints, five judges, including Minghui and Xiang Wang, were evacuated first by another team of operatives. They did not participate in the fighting, but they were still observing Gu Jun, as were hundreds of other judges.

Now this emergency situation, in advance of this comprehensive review, is considered likely to be the moment when Gu Jun revealed his secret...

Those old stamps were all in the middle of Gu Jun, the light melted, and Gu Jun's body was even more shocked, but he still didn't say a word.

The rational monitoring stone on his left wrist revealed a reddish red like blood, a slight crack like a spider web, spreading from the midpoint of the protein stone, suddenly snapping, and the whole rational monitoring stone exploded into pieces.

Gu Jun's face revealed a cold and cold life. His eyes were filled with blood.

“You have no idea what's going on...” he said.

The operatives around him suddenly felt a strong and extraordinary force.

Most of them were sent by the Secret Service, not those without front-line combat experience, but rather each of them had been involved in some fighting against the M. mainland denomination. At this moment, however, their pores are creepy and are both experience and instinct...

Over there, just walking to the entrance of the aisle and not yet evacuated from the judging room, Minghui and others felt the same dangerous atmosphere.

It's like all the air is suddenly drained, even the air left in the lungs is sucked away, and then the blood is sucked away...

Minghui fell into a whirlpool, and at this moment a feeling of surprise, nervousness and instinctive fear intoxicated his whole body.

Gu Jun has the ability to spell like that. He can instantly combine multiple people into human banyan trees...

Next to Wang Xiang, Wei Yi, Zhang Ping Ru, Chen Xiaving, nothing surprised, nothing disguised as trembling.

“You have no idea what's going on! ”

In this confusion, Minghui heard Gu Jun's angry shout. The sound stabbed into the eardrum, into the brain, and each nerve. Intolerable and severe pain made the whole head burst open like it was about to explode. He couldn't help but hold the head with his hands and some strange light surged.

At the same time, the other judges, the other operators, had a crack in the head.

As if there was a shock wave, it burst out of Gu Jun, like a giant wave that drowned them all.

Minghui didn't know if she was screaming in pain, and her mouth felt like she was screaming out of control, but her ears couldn't hear anything like that.

His mind went away, everything around him became obscure, the whole person was free, floating, going somewhere he didn't know, but it must have been somewhere he'd never been.

Over the years of participating in the judging process, Zhang Minghui has heard many people talk about their hallucinations, delusions, strange experiences, unclear whether it is memories or imaginations... He also listened to Jun talk about experiencing hallucinations, read every hallucination report on the record, and is very familiar with the descriptions of the parties...

But only at this moment did Minghui really understand the experience of illusion...

Others are experiencing this, and this huge judging room has turned into a nightmare, and no one in it can escape.

And the tall figure standing right in the middle of the jury room, seemingly struggling, seemingly insane, is becoming more and more resistant.

After another burst of pain, Minghui was completely pulled into an illusion.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of impact.

It was a wooden door that was knocked out of the door with exotic flowers. The exotic style looked very much like the style described in the report... Is this illusion related to the exotic world...

With more severe headaches, the sight is clearer.

The door was heavily locked by an iron latch, blocking the outside, and blocking the angry, crazy, almost crying voices: "Open the door, let us in! Open the door! Don't be afraid, we're not dead monsters!” “This door is useless. The germs have gone in. The germs have gone in. It's useless. ”

Minghui heard the voice and saw the text again. Some paragraphs just poured into his mind, from the dusty rotten diary, from the turbulent yellow drawings...

[Our health care system collapsed, and powerful people, rich people, took doctors and fled together before. Only a few of Dr. Carlops are still insisting, but they can't stop death from coming, and they're dying themselves. At the end of the day, only the cheaters of the river and lake are willing to use the so-called magic potion to extract the blood of the poor, but what's the point of holding this bloodstained money? They die together the next day.

Bang, bang, bang!

Wooden doors are being hit harder and harder.

This is not a large house, it seems to be a small church with only one floor, a dome above it, dim light, and obviously all the windows around it are locked and covered with drapes. And in the middle of the church, more than a dozen people sat or stood there, full of confusion.

[People denounce each other, people suspect each other, people deceive each other. No one can believe but his family, and not even his family. Because people don't just lie to people, they lie to themselves. This cough is just because I suffered a little cold last night and it will be fine tomorrow. It can't be me, it can't be me, I'm healthy and strong, I rarely get sick, I haven't touched a cough-blooded patient... even if you're not really sick, who would believe it? Who would welcome it? Where can you go? Who can you find? All suspected sick people, all from blood-cooked cities, were brutally driven, verbally abused and killed.

Among them are parents holding their children, elderly people with wrinkles and young but powerless young people.

[Some people who are sick, on the verge of dying, are not busy praying, or remembering their lives, but trying to spread cough hemorrhage to others. Despite Dr. Carlop's assertion that cough haemorrhage does not depend on bacteria to spread, it does not spread. But who knows for sure? Dr. Callup?

Suddenly, a burst of noise broke through a window in the church and burst into the upper body of a crazy woman and her mad cry:

“Death, death, death! ”

The child whose mother held her in her arms was supposed to cry but did not respond, not knowing whether she was stiff, used to it, or had long died.

Minghui was getting cold, and every drop of blood was freezing, bang, bang, bang, bang, that bang was still going on, banging on the door, banging on his head.

Impact, cry, chaos...

Minghui heard another voice. It was a familiar but strange voice, Gu Jun:

“Now, do you feel disaster, nobility? ”