You should know what I mean, what he touched, it wasn't just as simple as making him dying, it changed him, and if you were going to look for him, I recommend you bring weapons, so, are there any guns here?"

"No, it's McMurdo, where can I get you a gun. ”

"Oh, that's a shame, if he becomes extremely aggressive, you're going to suffer. Since the supply plane will arrive tomorrow, I will take my leave, and I don't think it would be too good to stay here. Unless, you can find well-armed special forces. With that, Andrew was ready to turn and leave.

"Wait, take me!" the nurse suddenly rushed over and grabbed him, "I'm going to leave too, staying in this cursed place is simply looking for death." ”

"Maria!" Hank glared at her, his fists clenched, "you slut, how dare you hold that little bastard's arm in front of me? And, what cursed place, what are you two talking nonsense?"

"He can do magic, I watched him light a fire in his hands!"

Andrew frowned, he didn't want to attract too many people's attention, although he had successfully obtained the target item, but the situation at this time was really a little bad, anything could happen, he had to get out as soon as possible, and he couldn't let others know.

"Sorry, it was just magic," Andrew broke free of the nurse's grasp, intending to leave.

"Ah...... Ahh

It was Ward 1...... The door that isolated Malan's room was still closed, with no sign of opening. Soon, the terrifying scream changed, more like a roar, more like a beast that had lost itself in a frenzy.

"Newcomer, this... What's going on?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask, it is better to go to the door and have this time. ”

That Hank still had some guts, and when he saw everyone retreating, he said disdainfully, "You guys were just bluffed?" He walked slowly towards the ward, although he looked very steady, Andrew still clearly caught his calves and stomach twitching at a small and high frequency, and his fingers were constantly rubbing...... He was nervous.

Andrew didn't leave in the end, leaning against the wall and watching Hank's movements, his hand touching his lower back, where there was a butter knife he had touched from the restaurant. When McDowell saw that Hank was coming out, he refused to be left behind, and walked over with his own size, but he was more clever enough to take a flagpole from the wall, and there was ice underneath.

"Where is he?" There was a round window on the door of the ward, so that the nurse could check the status of the patient, the two of them were more than a meter away from the door, and the probe looked in, only to see that the innermost bed was in a mess, the bedding had been scattered on the floor, and the white cloth was stained with a lot of disgusting black liquid, but there was no trace of Ma Lan.

"Where did he go?" muttered Hank.

The door was open in the middle of one side of the ward, and the beds were all iron-framed, and there were basically no dead ends, could it be that Malan had actually run away? Hank reached out to open the door, but was pulled by McDowell.

"There is no other exit to this ward except for the ventilation pipe, which is so small that even Maria can't get in, he must still be in the room. With that, McDowell held the flagpole in front of him and shouted, "Malan, where are you?"

Roar!

On the other side of the door, a figure suddenly stood up from below, it was Ma Lan, he was actually hiding behind the door, and if he didn't open the door, he wouldn't be seen at all. At this time, he looked extremely weird, his neck and facial features were very stiff, and the exposed skin showed a terrifying black, feeling that it was not skin at all but a dense stratum corneum.

If I had to describe it, he was simply a corpse that had been dead for many years, but it did not decompose but dried, and then he stood up again for some unknown reason. His muscles were all shriveled and dry, and the shape of his radius was almost visible on his arm.

"Oh my God, what the hell did he go through, how did he become like this. Hank was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground, and after Malan was isolated here and "waiting for death", they basically didn't look at him, but they didn't expect him to turn into this ghost.

"Gotta get it. Ma Lan's jaw kept trembling, and his upper and lower teeth were pounded together, making this strange sound. Malan stuck to the window, his shriveled eyes looking at the two people outside the window.

McDowell and Hank glanced at each other, and the two of them were shocked and almost short-circuited their brains, and after staring at this thing for a while, McDowell finally couldn't help it, and asked cautiously, "Marlan?"

When Ma Lan heard this voice, he immediately shook his head, lay hard in front of the door, and stared at the two people outside the door. “hank… hank...", his hoarse voice barely made out what words he was saying.

Was he okay? Hank heard that it was calling his name, swallowed, and was like this, he was still alive? He thought he was going to be like the zombie in the movie who only knew how to bite people or something.

“scott… scott。 After Malan muttered Scott's name two more times, he didn't move again, his forehead resting on the glass, his eyes not rolling, and he looked dead.

"Maran, you say, what's wrong with Scott, do you know where he's gone?" Hank couldn't help but get closer.

"Scott!" Ma Lan opened his eyes suddenly, this time, maybe he should be called it? His eyes, which were originally dry and sunken, now lit up with a dark red light, and he looked directly at the two of them.

How does this feel? Andrew's eyes widened, and he ran to the vicinity of the door in two steps, and was stunned when he saw Ma Lan's appearance, Wandering Soul?!Is Ma Lan a superpower? Is it something he contaminated that made him lose control? Ma Lan remembered Yang Ming telling him that if he saw someone whose eyes could turn red like him, he immediately gave up the task and ran!

Andrew's eyes turn pale red when he exerts all his strength, and it is said that the more vivid this red is, the stronger the person, and when it turns blue, he will not even have a chance to escape. Moreover, there seem to be some further up, but those don't need Andrew's care.

What should I do?Andrew had countless thoughts flashing through his mind, and the most rational thing to do was to turn around and run, after all, he had already gotten the test tube, the task was completed, and it was best to let others distract this guy.

However, Namalan has obviously lost his mind, and if he is left alone, he is afraid that McMurdo, who does not even have a gun, will die a lot today. Although Ma Lan's lives have nothing to do with him, and Ma Lan has more than one life in his hands, can he really watch them fall into a desperate situation?

He really ...... May I?

Well, if he is really very strong and can't resist it himself, then McMurdo will definitely be finished, and even if the supply plane can grab the position immediately, it may not be able to take off successfully.

Damn, why is he so unlucky, this Malan is sick at this time.

Forget it, if this guy just acts on instinct, then he may not be able to beat him. Andrew didn't have time to think about it, Malan had already begun to pound the door desperately, and the entire building was erected on top of the frozen soil by the foundation columns, and under his great force, the floor felt like it was shaking.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you run away? Go find something more lethal, any hoe and shovel will do, you have a fart with an iron rod." Andrew snatched the flagpole from him.

The two of them finally couldn't bear it anymore, and withdrew to go far away, there weren't too many guys in this building, and the two were not ambiguous, they didn't escape, and beckoned a few people to go to the neighborhood to collect weapons.

Andrew sighed, he would have preferred to face the monster himself if he could, but he was not even half sure that he would be able to subdue him alone. It's just that how do they know how terrible this "Ma Lan" is at this time, and even he himself doesn't know.

Boom!

Malan slammed the door again, the solid iron door had been visibly deformed, and the door's hinges and locks had cracked, and it looked like it was about to crack.

Malan didn't know if he smelled Andrew's blood that was getting hot, or if Andrew's eyes were also red, and he became even more manic, screaming and banging desperately against the iron door, and Andrew could even hear the terrible sound of bones colliding with metal.

Damn, didn't they hear Scott when he fled? Such a big movement, you can hear it from dozens of meters away! Andrew was speechless, how did they let Scott slip out?

Finally, after repeated fatal impacts, the iron door burst open, tearing off a piece of the wall that connected to the door frame. Malan fell to the ground with a huge inertia, and his arm showed a strange angle, I don't know if it was broken or dislocated.

He didn't know the pain, struggled to stand up again, looked at Andrew viciously, grabbed his arm, and snapped it back!

Malan didn't give Andrew more time to think, and after roaring again, he rushed straight towards Andrew!