The man was fast and nimble, and although the passage was narrow, his figure still looked like a ghost in the passage.

The few men in special operations suits quickly began to shine ultraviolet flashlights on the man, but they couldn't pinpoint the man.

Soon the man in tattered clothes rushed to the front of the people, and the guy who led the team was very fine, and when he saw him rushing forward, he hid straight behind the others, but the person who said at the beginning that he was going to retreat took the lead to meet him.

He seemed to be planning to spray the man with blood, but before he could open the cap, the man in tattered clothes knocked him headlong to the ground, and then I was horrified to find that the man had broken his arm holding the blood bottle!

Yes, almost instantly, the man's arm twisted at an incredible angle, accompanied by a scream.

The rest of the people were frightened and began to point the ultraviolet flashlight in their hands at the man.

Finally a few purple beams of light hit the man, and I saw that as soon as he touched them, the expression on his face became distorted and exaggerated, and his mouth let out one high-pitched roar after another, obviously extremely sensitive to this light.

This also means that this person is 100% infected by the Gu worm virus in his body, and judging from his body's reaction speed and the power to knock down the opponent with one blow, it feels like it is on par with me.

In fact, since the appearance of Moon Dust, I have understood that I am not the "unique" person, and the changes that I have now that are stronger than others are not so much "special", but rather that my combination with the Gu worm virus is the most perfect, and this is what Moon Spirit has emphasized to me before.

And the appearance of this person now proves this even more, long before the catastrophe began, there were actually people like me.

If I had to say that I was stronger than this person, I am afraid that my resistance to ultraviolet rays must be much better than his, and I am sure that if this flashlight beam shines directly on me, I will never have such a big reaction from him.

The man refused to stop after breaking his opponent's arm, and then I saw him slam at the man's neck again, and I saw that the man's head was also tilted at a strange angle, and the next moment the man was completely motionless.

"Hurry, hurry!" The leader had already taken refuge near the safe passage entrance, as if he was ready to run away at any moment: "Stop him! Stop him!"

However, the rest of the people were his opponents, and within a minute they were all lying on the ground.

Looking at the team leader, he had already withdrawn downstairs at this time.

As soon as he went downstairs, the scenery on the upper floor began to be quickly enveloped in black mist, and I had to follow him downstairs.

The man didn't chase after him, the leader was out of breath and descended several floors in a row before crouching down in a corner.

He first shook the walkie-talkie in his hand, and I saw that the top part of the walkie-talkie had been shattered, which should have been damaged in the attack just now, and he "fed" it a few more times, only to hear a burst of clattering sounds coming from the walkie-talkie.

The team leader threw the walkie-talkie at his feet, and I realized that he was also injured, and there was a large pool of blood on his right ankle, no wonder he was walking so slowly and limping a little just now.

The blood continued to seep out, and I could hear a slight muffled grunt from inside him through the helmet.

Then I saw him take his helmet off.

......

This person turned out to be 3263!

That's him! I won't be mistaken!

Although I have never met him in reality, I have seen him many times in my dreams, and this guy's face has long been deeply engraved in my mind.

Could it be that he conveyed this memory to me?

However, it doesn't seem surprising that 3788 has been confirmed dead, and I've seen memories of him and 3263 before, so that some of the memories he shared with him were also transmitted to me.

This 3263 is much more fierce than I imagined, I originally thought that he was just a Confucian student, so he could only do that kind of finger-pointing work, after all, this guy is a little bloated and short, compared to the tall and strong standard figure of 3788, it is 108,000 miles worse, but I didn't expect this guy to be able to do this kind of thing in person.

He quickly pulled up his trouser leg and took off his socks and shoes, only to see that the flesh at his ankle had been scratched in a large patch, and it looked as if he had been scraped by some flying weight during the confrontation.

I thought he would treat it himself, but he kept exposing his ankle to the air, and after about five or six minutes, I noticed that his wound was starting to heal.

It was only at this moment that I realized that 3263 himself was the same kind of person as us!

His wound healed quickly, and I thought he would go downstairs, but he used the walkie-talkie to contact him again, and this time the walkie-talkie finally sounded, and I heard a commotion on the other end of the walkie-talkie, and it sounded like the people downstairs were also in trouble.

The long-range commander just now was telling 3263 to tell him to get out of the way, saying that the situation here was out of control, and if he didn't come out again, then he wouldn't care about him anymore.

The 3263 asked for reinforcements several times, but the commander rejected them, and then he was seen dropping the walkie-talkie to the ground with an angry look on his face.

He stomped on the walkie-talkie this time, apparently not going to contact the people downstairs again, and then I saw him quickly run to the window and look downstairs.

I also looked down and found that the crowd of onlookers under the office building had now been evacuated, and there seemed to be some ambulances and fire trucks rushing in this direction not far away.

Similarly, the other people wearing special operations uniforms downstairs before were also gone, and I wanted to take a closer look, and I found that the scene below had turned into a black fog, and when I looked back, it turned out that 3263 had begun to return upstairs alone.

I was a little surprised, why was this guy so obsessed with going upstairs? Is there something up there that he really values?

At first, the commander on the walkie-talkie said that something was running upstairs, wasn't it the man just now?

I quickly followed 3263 back to the same level where they had been attacked, and by this time the man was gone, leaving only a few twisted corpses on the ground.

3263 approached and collected the purple flashlights and some blood bottles from the corpses to his side, and then began to continue walking.

Now the light in this building is not very good, there is black rumbling everywhere, and my night vision ability cannot play a role in this situation, because the scene I see now is simply what this 3263 shows me, which means that 3263 at this time also has no night vision.

I saw him muttering something to himself as he walked, and I listened carefully and found that he was actually praying for heaven to bless someone.

3263 was very fast, and I could tell that he was nervous himself, after all, the man who had just appeared and attacked them was now nowhere to be found, and based on 3263's performance, I could conclude that he was definitely not the man's opponent.

Jokes, don't say it's him, I feel like even I'm not an opponent now.

3263 had been walking in the darkness clinging to the base of the wall, his steps fast but not making too much noise, apparently trying to avoid the guy who had attacked them.

After passing a dozen rooms, I saw him suddenly stop at a doorway.

Only then did I see the topography of this level clearly, and it turned out that there were many rooms with transparent observation platforms above my head that I had seen before, which was similar to the experimental observation room that Yuechen had been locked up before.

Now the same is true of this room, 3263 waited outside the door for a while, and after confirming that there was no movement nearby, he knocked lightly on the door, and at the same time I heard him whisper "Xiaoping"!

Pinkie?

I frowned, who was this person? was it his daughter-in-law? or was it his ordinary friend?

However, I feel that the former seems to be more likely, and if it were an ordinary friend, it would not be worth his risk.

With no one answering, 3263 tried to shove the door, but it was locked.

Then I heard what seemed to be another sound of small, hurried footsteps from upstairs, and I knew it must be the man who had attacked them again.

3263 clearly felt it, and he slammed the door again in a panic, this time with a strong impact, and the door opened.

I immediately walked in......

There was clearly a conflict in this room, where the white bed and the cabinets, IV stands, and washstands by the walls were all scattered on the floor, and a young woman was sitting in the corner.

Well......

To be exact, a young woman with a big belly.

I immediately felt my scalp tingle.

Because I know this woman!

That's right!

Xiaoping!

It's Nie Ping!

I grass!

What's going on?

I feel that my brain is a little insufficient, 3263 know Nie Ping?

And this 3263 seems to save Nie Ping, doesn't it mean that the relationship between the two is extraordinary?

My eyes fell on the big belly of 3263 again

......

When Nie Ping was on the island, she had always refused to reveal the slightest bit about her husband, could it be that her husband, that is, Nie Bi's father...... It's actually 3263?!

As soon as I thought of this, I felt a sudden sharp pain in my stomach, and the scene in front of me quickly began to dissipate.

I knew that my body in the real world had been attacked again, and the great pain finally pulled me back from the dream of reminiscence.

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