Chapter 129: Top Secret: 4050

[Flip-flop!
Footsteps came from the corner.
Tang En gritted his teeth and quickly followed.
This time, he must catch the who killed Bill!
The thought of Bill's miserable look after digging his eyes and heart, Tang En's heart was full of grief.
Soon, Tang En caught up with the lunatic with dark hair and dark eyes.
"stop!"
Tang En raised his gun coldly and aimed at the black lunatic.
This is the weapon he just collected. The power is much greater than the previous portable weapon. He also successfully injured the lunatic just now, so he can completely kill the sinner.
The dark-haired young man stopped and narrowed his eyes at the muzzle.
He provoked his lips provocatively, "Don't shoot yet?"
Tang En pulled the trigger in resentment.
噗 Bang! !! !!
The explosion sent smoke and dust throughout the room.
The dark-haired young man had a big hole in his chest, but the smile on his face was still very pleasant.
"Good job! But--"
"Wake it up, does it really matter?"
Looking at the broken floor under his feet, the young brunette fell to the ground.
"Oh! Now, the show begins!"
Use the last strength to insert the long knife in your hand into the floor, and a huge vibration came from the ground instantly.
The dark-haired young man laughed frantically, and then slowly lost his voice.
Underground experimental base.
The silver-haired man immersed in the green solution opened his inorganic turquoise eyes. 】
From "Top Secret: 4050"
director's office
The fat-eared dean just hung up the communicator in his hand and wiped the cold sweat of his forehead with all his heart.
It's not easy to please a person. This is a personal lesson, and I want to report to that little Nizi.
The Dean thought of this and decided to resolve the matter as soon as possible.
I don't know if those patients killed anyone?
There should be no problem, just a lunatic, pinching him is almost the same as pinching an ant.
The dean fiddled with the communicator in his hand, his eyes scorned.
Although I heard the prestige of the lunatic, the dean didn't take it seriously.
After all, it is just an incompetent reserve soldier. At most, it is more powerful than a small mess. It is said that the copper and iron bones are definitely exaggerated. You must finish playing with a laser gun!
Open the communicator, the dean called the staff on duty in the duty room.
"Hey? Frank? What happened to the people I arranged last time?"
This duty officer is his confidant, and this time everything was arranged for him, and he trusted this subordinate very much.
"Giggle-save ... save ... ah ah ah !!!"
However, the subordinates who have always been stable and reliable 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 are you doing! I have no time to play with you now!"
"boom!"
"Hiss—"
The sound of the human body's heavy weight sounded, followed by the sound of liquid flowing and snakes crawling.
This time, even the dean who had always had a rough nerve noticed something wrong.
He swallowed, his dull eyes trembled, and tried to calmly say, "What the are you doing! Don't, don't make any mischief 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 human head.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The dean screamed in fright, and his short fingers hung up the communicator sensitively.
The frightened head of the hospital stood up with cold sweat, and ran out of his independent office.
He has to find someone! He wants to call the police!
Dial the number, the dean called Meg, the director of the experimental department located in the underground experimental base.
Although on the surface he was the dean of the sanitarium, in fact, the real head of the family was still the fierce woman Meg.
So when this unexpected incident happened, the Dean had to call her for help immediately.
Underground experimental base
Looking at the mess in the base, the ponytail woman, namely Meg's features, was completely distorted.
"Check me! What the is it!"
Looking at the experimental data that was destroyed once, Meg's eyes were filled with bloodshots of resentment.
If it hadn't already been for the subject, she would have liked to sacrifice the dead who would be disgusting!
Didi Di—The communicator on the waist rang.
Meg turned on the communicator while urging his researchers to quickly clean up the laboratory.
"Hey! Minister! Help!"
The Dean's image appeared on the communicator, his expression panicked.
The white woman with pigtails listened to the dean on the other side of the communicator, his eyes narrowed.
This is happening one after another, absolutely abnormal!
"Turn on monitoring!"
"Yes! Minister!"
Soon, the researchers turned on surveillance for Meg.
The monitoring picture was projected in the center of the experimental base, and a hell-like scene on earth was presented to everyone.
"Oh my God! What the is this--"
The more sentimental female researcher covered her mouth and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
"Hell! What a thing!"
"God! These are devil!"
Other researchers looked at the scene in shock.
Meg looked at the virtual screen coldly, her voice low, and said, "It looks like someone has given some patients some kind of virus."
The reason why such similar symptoms continue to occur is only explained by the virus infection.
On the screen, perfectly divided small squares are showing everyone every corner of the sanatorium on the ground.
On the second floor corridor.
More than a dozen patients were screaming and crawling on the ground, and their skin had become a piece of smashed minced meat, and as they crawled into a long bloodstain.
In the ward on the second floor, someone had a normal face, but someone mutated. The screams and prayers were mixed together, forming a very chaotic scene.
What is strange is that, except for the second floor, no one has changed on the other floors.
Meg ordered his men to constantly switch surveillance cameras in an attempt to find out the truth from the surveillance.
"This is a very valuable research virus! And the virus mother must be in the second floor!"
Meg's eyes continued to glance at the pictures of those mutants, only to feel the flame of hope in his heart.
She found that all patients who had mutations had strengthened a part of the body to varying degrees, and their strength had also been greatly enhanced.
Although the experiment just failed, the powerful evolutionary ability of this virus for human beings alone is enough to make up for all those failures!
"stop!"
Meg, who has a high degree of brain development, keenly discovered a place that was not normal.
"There! Zoom in!"
According to Meg's request, the monitoring screen was quickly enlarged.
Teenagers with long silver hair and youths with dark hair and black eyes appeared on the screen.
Meg gasped in excitement and laughed: "I found it!"
Pushing away the researchers who were operating in front of the brain, Meg sat down personally and began typing a series of instructions for analysis.
[Analysis results show that the target person has had contact with 80% of the mutants. 】
The cold voice of the artificial intelligence echoed in the uncleaned experimental base, which caused Meg to look at the two people on the screen with more excitement.
"Give me! Grab them! As long as you have them! I will definitely make a major breakthrough in my experiments!"
She is about to achieve her long-cherished dream and become the greatest scientist of this century!
Conch Sanatorium 211
Zhou Yu, who was about to take a nap, opened her eyes.
He turned to look at the side of Tours.
Toures also sensed the movement of the gods, and opened his beautiful green eyes, and yelled, "What's the matter, brother? Did I make a noise?
He just thought about something inappropriate for children, wouldn't he be discovered by the gods?
Zhou Yu sat up, blinked in doubt, and said, "No, it just suddenly feels awful, and I can't sleep."
It felt as if there was something he was so disgusted to come over.
Tourse looked obsessively at the skin exposed under Zhou Yu's unfastened shirt, and lowered his eyes nicely.
No, those ugly thoughts cannot be found by the gods yet.
With the palm of his hand slowly clenched, Toures felt the increasing power in his body, the corners of his mouth hooked.
Soon, he will soon become very powerful.
A moment ago, I did not control my power and caused the black mist in other people on the second floor, which caused many people to mutate.
Although a bit of a blunder, the power from those vitality also swelled his ambition like never before.
If he can destroy this filthy mental hospital, then his deities will think he has grown up!
That way, he can have his forever!
His chest heaved violently, and Tours raised his head and smiled at the perfect in his heart: "It's all right, brother, nothing will happen, because I'm protecting you!"
Zhou Yu: ...
He reached out and touched Toures's forehead. After confirming that he was not having a fever, Zhou Yu had to admit very sadly that the second and second period of the child had finally started.
"Well, little guy, I will depend on you for the rest of my life."
Holding back his smile, Zhou Yu patted Toures's head seriously.
His green eyes brightened, hugging Zhou Yu's slender waist, and promised loudly: "Good brother! I will stay with my brother for a lifetime!"
Zhou Yu froze for a moment and expressed admiration for this little guy's brain circuit.
When did he say he wanted to stay with him for a lifetime? Is it because of a sentence?
It's really--
Rubbing his hair, Zhou Yu frowned.
It's too cute!
[Blond man looks at him with a petite face and laughs: "Because we belong to each other, isn't it normal to be together forever?"
A picture clip crossed his mind again, and Zhou Yu was already accustomed to it.
And with the increase in the frequency of these inexplicable pictures, Zhou Yu can also feel that his feelings about this little guy have changed.
So for Zhou Yu now.
This so-called lifetime commitment sounds really pleasing.
Just as the two were playing in bed, many people's footsteps sounded outside the 211 ward.
咚咚
The familiar knock on the door came, and his face was instantly cold.
These messes!
The people outside the door are, obviously, those inhuman researchers.
The author has something to say: Wu Wenwen is about to end, and I have been busy taking the certificate t_t recently. I may not be able to change it in a few days. I apologize to the little angels, and I will notify you later. Cover crawl away)
Thanks to the little angels for giving me the overlord ticket ~
Thanks for the little angel who cast [mine]: 1 white and 1 bell ~ Thank you for the mine of little angel ~ Do you love you ~
Thanks to the little angel who cast [grenade]: Mu Qinghuan 1
~ Thank you little angel grenade ~ Thank you ~
Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me.
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
small theater:
Hell world consciousness: (Take the rice bowl) Come, sweetie, eat (loveful eyes)
Top secret world consciousness: (Indulge in counting beans.jpg) 2,226, 2,272-
Hell world consciousness: (feeding food with a smile) Wrong, sweetie, you just counted it wrong!
Top Secret World Consciousness: (Hit.jpg)? Where is it wrong? Where did I count? Ahhh (eat the rice at the mouth)
Hell world consciousness: (gentlely wiped the corners of the top secret mouth) Well, let me think about it ... Ah! (Smile.jpg) I remember, I counted from 222!
Top secret world consciousness: (Suddenly realized.jpg) Oh, so, thank you to hell, I will count again! (Grateful eyes)
Hell world consciousness: (kissed the foreclosed forehead) It's okay, who makes Xiao Tiantian so cute, this is the right thing to do! (Smile.jpg)
Onlooking world consciousness: (stunned.jpg)
Spiritual World Consciousness: (Holding his fat fatly.jpg) Dad finally understands why the top secret number has not been counted for several days! (Crash.jpg) Hell, this thought dog! 2k novel reading network