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The elevator stopped with a "ding", and Wang Zongchao rushed out as if he had heard the most beautiful sound in the world.

The elevator door closed behind Wang Zongchao, and the appearance of a white wall was restored, and in front of him was still the ordinary real room, the zombie who was plucked out by Wang Zongchao's entire head was still lying down, Alice was nowhere to be seen, it seemed that the beauty still knew the priorities, and now she should have escaped from the hive. And at some point, there were two more zombies wandering in the real room, and when they saw Wang Zongchao appear, they stretched out their hands and staggered towards him.

Wang Zongchao didn't even look at them, but like sweeping garbage, he raised his legs and swept flat, and the terrible sound of breaking the air was like a big axe sweeping by, the skulls of the two zombies were shattered, the cervical vertebrae were broken, and they lay down like two straws at once.

Compared to the octopus, Beamon, strange insects, spiders and other creatures in the artificial forest of PANDORASBOX, zombies are simply like a group of good babies who can't fight back, and in the case that there is no worry about being infected with the T virus, Wang Zongchao dares to say that if he is willing to spend some time now, all the zombies in the entire hive can be solved effortlessly.

"Congratulations, it looks like you've defeated the T-virus and really evolved. At this moment, a crisp little girl's voice came, it was the Flame Empress.

"Alice, and my companions, how are they now?" Wang Zongchao abruptly interrupted the Flame Empress.

"Alice has escaped from the hive under my guidance, and your other three companions have escaped before her, and as for the five people who remained in my control room, I can't figure out where they have gone......"

"Obviously, Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie must have returned to the main god space that Zhang Jie said at the time when I temporarily lost my self-consciousness due to the erosion of the T virus. Hearing this, Wang Zongchao knew in his heart, and without further ado, he immediately set off and ran back and forth.

The road was surprisingly smooth, because he had "cleaned up" when he came, and at this time, a few scattered sluggish zombies could not even surround Wang Zongchao and block his progress a little, and Wang Zongchao raced against time, and he didn't have the heart to kill a few more zombies.

Running all the way to the platform, Wang Zongchao found that in addition to increasing his strength by four or five percent, his endurance was also very bizarre, and he ran all the way and even went up a long flight of stairs without letting himself feel the slightest drop in his body.

There was only one tram left on the platform. Wang Zongchao started the tram. The tram began to move smoothly towards the exit.

But he didn't know. Just about half an hour after he left. In the laboratory of his place of departure. THE ENTRANCE TO THE PANDORASBOX IS HIDDEN AND THERE ARE SUDDEN CRACKS IN THE WALL. The reinforced concrete has broken and crumbled.

"Roar!"

It's like the demons of hell breaking free. Tear open the earth and come to earth. A long, hideous claw that emitted a blinding, cold light like a scythe of the Grim Reaper. Break through the wall and stick out. Then. There was a tooth-wrenching sound of steel grinding and tearing. One has a metallic skin. Thick limbs bulged out muscles, like rocks, and huge monsters with explosive power emerged from the collapsed walls......

The train sped toward the ground under the autopilot device. Wang Zongchao sat like an old monk meditating, closing his eyes and recuperating. Although he has been modified by the T-virus, he is currently in excellent condition. But it took most of the day. The situation ahead is unknown. It is also a good place to accumulate a little more energy.

Suddenly. Wang Zongchao opened his eyes. There was a gleam in his dark eyes. Glued to the top of the car. And the people fought.

Although the tram was speeding and trembling from time to time, Wang Zongchao stood as steady as Mount Tai, as if he was standing on flat ground, and the tremor of the tram could not even reach him, so he dissolved it with a slight movement of muscles.

In the sharp sound of metal friction, Wang Zongchao stared at the top of the carriage that was torn out of a hole the diameter of a basketball, and at the roll of the steel plate of the carriage with a thickness of more than 2CM, a strange long arm with bare muscles was inserted, and the end of the long arm like a giant python was a sharp claw with five fingers close together like a cone.

As soon as the claws poked into the carriage, they spread like an umbrella, and their entire arms were hugged at a rather strange angle, and the five spear-like claws and fingers slashed a spark on the inner side wall and floor of the carriage, leaving a thrilling scratch before being retracted in an instant.

Wang Zongchao snorted, suddenly moved, raised his palm and slapped a large bundle of steel pipes hanging in the carriage, the huge force made the thick rope that tied the steel pipe break instantly, and a steel pipe with the thickness of a bowl mouth shot straight to the top of the carriage like an arrow from the string with a heart-rending sound of breaking the air.

In the loud sound, the entire roof of the car arched upward, with the iron pipe as the center, and penetrated straight out.

Dark red, foul-smelling blood gushed out from the hollow iron pipe that pierced the roof of the carriage, and Wang Zongchao faintly heard a roar like the friction of gold and iron coming out of the carriage, probably caused by the monster's injury and pain.

Before he really met each other, Wang Zongchao gave the monster on the roof of the carriage a dismount, at this time the injury healed, and the combat power soared, he could not afford to despise it, although he could not deal with the monster of Beamon, but in the face of the creeper class, one-on-one, he had already been sure of victory.

At this moment, the monster seemed to know that Wang Zongchao was not easy to mess with, and he did not act again for a long time, and there was a brief silence in the carriage, and the click of the tram pressing the rails was clear to the ears.

Bang! It seems that he can't bear the loneliness, but the monster still takes the initiative to attack, breaking through the glass window of the carriage, and the claws of the arms and claws are inserted horizontally from the side, and the strength and momentum are not weaker than those from the top plate.

Wang Zong was not polite to the supernatural, and at the same moment as the monster attacked, he swept the steel pipe in his hand that had been gathering momentum for a long time with a thunderous force.

The huge force made the steel pipe bend and deform in an instant, Wang Zongchao took a big step back, and the monster's arms and claws twisted strangely, and it seemed that it was already a crushing fracture.

The wounded monster screamed wildly and squeezed desperately into the carriage.

"Wren, why are you?" The situation in front of him was really beyond Wang Zongchao's expectations, so much so that he muttered unconsciously. The powerful attacker was Wren, a mercenary who had fought alongside him not long ago.

But in fact, Wang Zongchao almost couldn't recognize her, and in addition to his vaguely recognizable face, Ren was no longer humanoid at all.

Her body was thick, tearing her clothes, and the skin of her body was already thin enough to see the wriggling of every thick muscle fiber, as if it was about to burst out at any moment and turn into countless disgusting tentacles. The cerebral medullary sulcus inside can even be faintly seen on the forehead.

Although she still walks upright on her feet, she does not ...... Maybe she can't be called walking anymore, because her limbs have grown to an extremely deformed Cheng dù, although she doesn't bend down much, but the palms of her hands can completely support the ground and stand side by side with her feet, looking like an extremely large, deformed flea.

"I can hold on!ahhh......hh Wang Zongchao guessed that it was a fragment of memory left in her mind, because it was too impressive, so she could still express these residual information. However, from her crocodile-eye-like moon pupils, Wang Zongchao could no longer find a trace of emotional light, and Wren had been reduced to a killing beast.

Wren became like this, so what would happen to Matthew and Matt who were with her? What about Alice, who escaped from here later? Wang Zongchao was shocked, but he noticed a black hole in the center of Wren's forehead.

It seems that Wren couldn't control herself from turning into a zombie on the way, and Matthew and the others had no choice but to beat her up, but it may be the combination of the T virus and the ineffective antidote that made her look like this, well, maybe it's because of her elite mercenary physique!

However, judging from her mutated Cheng Dù, it should take more time than her own injuries to fully recover, so Alice who came out later should not meet her!

Thinking like this, Wang Zongchao felt a little calmer in his heart, and immediately eliminated distracting thoughts and began to solve the opponent.

kicked at his feet, and the steel pipes scattered all over the ground shot at Wren's head like angry arrows, and at the same time, his hands did not stop at all, and as soon as he bent down and grabbed the steel pipe, he immediately threw it at Wren's head.

In an instant, more than a dozen or twenty steel pipes were shooting densely towards Rennes, and the momentum was extremely vicious, and at a distance of less than two meters, both strength and density could be completely compared to the chain crossbows of the ancient battlefield.

Wren instinctively protected his head, but in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen steel pipes had been inserted into his arms, shoulders, and chest, although due to the strength of her inhuman tissue, she still turned into a hedgehog, and black-brown blood sprayed everywhere.

Then there was another whirl, and a black shadow swooped down on Wren with a fierce wind, who was already almost blinded.

Wren's movements seemed to be completely biological, and the claws of his right arm were raised sideways like whips, and the claws were like a fan, as if he wanted to fan Wang Zongchao out.

But her attack failed, and all she found was a tattered garment that was still damp, covering her head and face. Under the infusion of Wang Zongchao's strength, this dress was like an iron cloak that was hundreds of times heavier, and it flew in the air and actually made a sound of a person flying over.

Wang Zongchao always considered actual combat in battle, and never rejected the use of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, and even the environment, light, weapons, and even clothes, trouser belts, and even stones, and sawtooth grass can be used to kill people.

His martial arts motto has always been: "Strengthen the body and surpass oneself." The key is that the person himself is still highlighted, no matter how he kills someone, he is mainly based on people, supplemented by things, and the greatest confidence still comes from himself; not people control things and put the cart before the horse. Like some pilots of airplanes and tanks, airplanes and tanks are already the main body of killing, and people have become vassals, even if they are invincible in piloting planes and tanks, but without these, they may not even have the confidence to defeat in the face of a rogue.

At the same time, Wang Zongchao suddenly jumped up, and Ren's two pairs of nearly two-meter long claws had instantly pierced the ground where he was standing just now, but he was stuck!

And Wang Zongchao jumped onto Wren's back, and then, he pinched the hammer with both hands and raised it above his head, and for a while, he saw that his body movements were extremely dignified, like an extra hammer.

"Wren! Let me put you to rest in peace!"

Wang Zongchao instantly exerted all his strength, like an ancient god, holding a giant hammer as big as a mountain, and struck down on Ren's already hooded head.

Inside the carriage, the wind whined, the wind was like an arrow, the power of a hammer, and the momentum was like this!

Although Wren couldn't see it, he instinctively felt an incomparable threat, and desperately withdrew his long claws and stabbed at Wang Zongchao on his back.

Boom!

Blood flowers mixed with white bone fragments flew in the air, Wren's vertebrae made an overwhelming creaking sound like a roof, and her head was even more smashed by Wang Zongchao's hammer, and the claws that hit Wang Zongchao only had time to add a few blood marks that were not deep or shallow to Wang Zongchao's body, and then hung down weakly.

Wang Zongchao jumped off Wren, took a breath, and immediately opened the back door of the carriage, dragged Wren's motionless body back, and immediately threw her out of the car.