Carefully beating Wei Sling, who was blurred in blood, fractured his spine, and bleeding endlessly, he held him in his arms, and Huang Xiaobei, whose eyes were ruddy, gently called out to the foreign devil in his arms, "Lao Wei, Lao Wei, wake up quickly, damn, don't scare me, why do you have to be ministers in the future!" ”

As if he heard Huang Xiaobei's call, Weslin, whose face was covered with blood and breathing more and more weakly, struggled to open his eyes, his lips slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just smiled at Huang Xiaobei, and passed out directly.

"Guard? Guard! ”

Huang Xiaobei, who had no master of the six gods, and his eyes were red and swollen, hurriedly looked at Andreev who was lying behind him, and saw that Brother Maozi had already passed out, and his strong chest was not rising and falling, Huang Xiaobei was anxious with tears in his eyes, hugged Weslin, looked around him helplessly, and shouted loudly, "Is there anyone!" Help me! No more fighting, we surrendered, surrendered! ”

No one responded to Huang Xiaobei, only the low roar of the blood servants behind the collapsed rubble in front of the corridor.

"Damn, what should I do, what can I do...... Wait, plasma! ”

Holding Weslin, whose breathing was gradually disappearing in his arms, at this moment, a spiritual light suddenly flashed through his mind! Huang Xiaobei immediately raised his teary-eyed face, because he suddenly remembered that as long as he drank blood from the blood clan, then they would recover even if they were seriously injured, but the plasma ...... Looking at the empty appearance of several people, all the plasma seemed to be left in the action box of the Maozi brothers and not brought down.......

"Uncle, plasma and plasma, where can I find ...... for you" Speaking of this, Huang Xiaobei froze, slowly lowered his head, and looked at his hands.

In the next second, turning back suddenly, Huang Xiaobei stared at the dagger on Chu Zifeng's waist, and soon, a decisive look appeared in Huang Xiaobei's eyes, and he got up quickly, rushing to Chu Zifeng's side as quickly as possible, and then pulled out the sharp blade on Chu Zifeng's waist.

Without any hesitation, Huang Xiaobei cut the palm of his right hand with all his might!

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Eighteenth floor in the main control room.

Looking at Sankang, who was lying on the stretcher, covered in blood and missing a right arm, Clinton's brows couldn't help frowning, and when he saw Barrons, who was also lying on the stretcher, his eyes were already cold.

"Good, very good, Karl, they're really amazing."

Bell, who has six times the speed of sound, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked with a hint of solemnity in his dark black eyes, "What should I do?" The whereabouts of Botu and Bezos are unknown, and the others and all the blood servants in the previous layers have all died in the hands of Chu Zifeng's monster, and even Carl has now broken the shackles, and it is estimated that he will be able to join those few people soon, we ......"

Faced with the terrible situation in front of him, Clinton did not appear too impatient, he just waved his hand lightly and said, "It's okay, the situation is still under our control." After speaking, Clinton's eyes looked around him, and looked at all the humanity in the main control room, "Now, gather all the people and blood servants who can still fight, and rush to the tenth floor with me, and never let Carl and them escape!" ”

Bell turned and walked out of the main control room, "Then I'll go check on the tenth floor first." ”

Clinton stopped him, "Those failed test subjects are also there, be careful, don't let them run away, or no one will be able to subdue them." ”

Bell didn't speak, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and rushed out of the main control room.

When Bell left, Clinton turned to look at the last ten demon party powerhouses in the main control room, exhaled a slightly turbid breath, and said in a heavy voice, "Let's go, tonight's performance can be over." ”

"Yes." In the main control room, the ten Demon Party Capable Men left the mouse and keyboard in front of their respective workbenches with both hands, stood up like soldiers, and quickly took off the white overalls belonging to scientific researchers, revealing the dark gray combat uniforms they had worn all year round.

Quickly ran to the weapon warehouse on the right side of the main control room, and the demon party abilities methodically took out the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal and distributed the equipment.

At the same time, Clinton himself also took off the white coat on his body, wearing a gray combat uniform, Clinton looked at the middle-aged man who had shot and suppressed Chu Zifeng and said, "Uncle, after we leave, this place will be handed over to you alone." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who looked very similar to Clinton nodded, and then took the step in his hand. The gun was thrown to his nephew and said, "Don't worry, although I don't have the ability to fight, I can still do it without anyone approaching this level." ”

Clinton smiled and put the gray combat uniform on his body, "I believe in you." ”

Soon, zipping the front chest of the combat uniform, Clinton picked up the assault step at hand. The gun, after the bullet was loaded cleanly, he turned his head to look at the ten heavily armed and ready demon party capable people behind him, his eyes were cold, and he gently spit out two words in his mouth, "Let's go!" ”

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Moving his fingers slightly, Wesling opened his eyes in confusion. Staring at the white ceiling above his head, looking at the surveillance camera above his head that had stopped rotating for some time, Wesling was stunned for a long time, and his brown eyes also turned at a loss.

Slowly sitting up from the ground, Weslin, whose face was covered in blood, was stunned, and soon, he hurriedly reached out and touched the spine on his back that was broken alive by Sang Kang.

Fingers trembling as he touched his back, Wesling's eyes were full of sluggishness, for some reason, his broken spine now seemed to be restored? Of course, it's not a recovery, his back is still very painful, there seems to be a broken place in his spine, and the severe pain in his back is even more painful, and he frowned, but he no longer has the pain from the previous broken back, and it seems that he will die of severe pain in the next second.

Touching most of his back in disbelief, the old guard's handsome face was twisted into a ball because of doubt, and what made him feel even more strange was that his spine seemed to be recovering rapidly now.

When I just sat up, there was a burst of pain behind my back, but now, the pain seems to have been reduced a lot?

At this time, Wesling looked down at the position of more than a dozen ribs broken by Sang Kang in his front chest, and looked at his chest, which seemed to be no longer in trouble, the old guard reached out and touched it a few times, and carefully gasped for breath a few times. After doing everything, the old guard reached out and scratched his face strangely.

Well, it still hurts, and when I breathe, I feel as if my chest has been slashed with a knife, and my blood vessels hurt terribly. But why does it feel like all my broken bones have been restored? Yes, it seems that I have really recovered, I couldn't even breathe before, and my lungs seem to have been punctured by the broken bones in my own chest, and I will cough up blood when I breathe, but why now....... Thinking of this, Lao Wei couldn't help but reach out and touch his face that was beaten to a bloody blur and his nose bone, which had been completely broken.

Gently touching his still bloody face, Lao Wei's eyes turned strangely, and he muttered in a low voice, "Eh, how is your face?" Is the nose okay too? Mom, was I just dreaming? No, I remember that I was almost beaten to death by that Muay Thai master, why ....... now?"

Lao Weihu stared at his hands suspiciously, and went to his grandmother's house in confusion, "Why doesn't this injury seem to be so serious?" ”

At this time, Andreev, who was lying not far from Wesling, suddenly had a violent coughing sound from his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem!" A continuous violent cough sounded, and the Maozi brothers, who had just regained consciousness, lay on the ground and coughed loudly, and the hearts of the people who listened to the violent coughing sound tightened, but after coughing a few times, the Maozi brothers turned around and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, or a mouthful of minced meat and broken bones.

Wesling watched nervously at Andreev, who was coughing up blood, wondering what was wrong with him. However, just after the useless minced meat and waste bones in his body were spit out, Brother Maozi's originally pale face gradually became ruddy, and the whole person's spirit seemed to be much better.

Tired and weak sat up from the ground, Brother Maozi raised his right hand and scratched his head in confusion, but just grabbed it twice, Brother Maozi was stunned, and then looked directly at his right hand, which was still bleeding but had recovered to its original state.

Although the right fist that was curled up and deformed by Sang Kang's iron fist was still bleeding on the surface at the moment, the joints and bones at the fingers had been restored and grown, and more importantly, his broken right arm was also connected, or with the help of some kind of force, it was automatically restored.

Looking at this scene, Brother Maozi was dumbfounded.

Soon, turning his head blankly, Brother Maozi saw Weslin with a bloody face but a ruddy face, and Weslin also looked straight at him, and after the two looked at each other stupidly for five seconds, Lao Wei stretched out his hand and pointed at Brother Maozi in a daze and said, "Brother Maozi, you, are your hands okay?" ”

Brother Maozi subconsciously touched his chest, which was also broken by more than a dozen ribs, and after feeling that the bones in his chest had also grown, Brother Maozi stretched out his head, squinted his eyes, and stared at Weslin's blood-drenched but still handsome face in a daze and said, "Senior, your face seems to be fine." ”

Hearing this, the two stared at each other in surprise, completely unaware of what was going on? No matter how they were beaten, they almost went to see the two of Lord Yama, and now they are actually ....... It's not a big deal, but it's no big deal, and the serious injuries that were about to go to the west have all recovered.

Lao Wei stood up from the ground with his back a little trembling, and staggered towards Brother Maozi, but as soon as he took a step, Lao Wei stopped, and then hurriedly turned around and looked behind him.

Looking at Huang Xiaobei who fell not far away, looking at Huang Xiaobei lying on the ground with a pale face, the palm of his right hand was still bleeding continuously, Lao Wei was stunned, and then in the next second, he saw Chu Zifeng who was in tatters all over his body and full of blood next to Huang Xiaobei.

Chu Zifeng, who was unconscious on the ground, couldn't see the monster-like appearance before at all, his long black hair and bangs slightly covered Chu Zifeng's eyes, he was handsome, and he seemed to be able to have a relationship with the words harmless to humans and animals. At this moment, although Chu Zifeng was still asleep, there were a few drops of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and the unconscious Chu Zifeng also subconsciously licked a few mouthfuls of warm blood from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Wesling and Andreev, who stood up with each other, staggered to Huang Xiaobei's side, supporting their still painful back, Lao Wei squatted down cautiously and held the unconscious Huang Xiaobei in his arms.

Looking at Huang Xiaobei's chapped lips and the face that had lost a lot of weight for some reason, Lao Wei patted Huang Xiaobei's face quite at a loss and said, "Hey, Xiaobei, Xiaobei, wake up, wake up." ”

Seeing that Huang Xiaobei didn't react, and still looked like he had masturbated too much and caused his body to lose, Wesling looked up at Andreev, "What should I do?" ”

Hearing this, Andreev, who was checking Chu Zifeng's condition, turned his head, paused for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Senior, why don't I give Senior Xiaobei two big mouths and see if I can wake him up?" ”

"Eh, that's a good trick, come on, come on!"

Just as Lao Wei excitedly beckoned Brother Maozi to hurry up and give Huang Xiaobei two big mouths to wake him up, a weak big hand slapped on Weslin's handsome face, and then, the familiar and weak scolding voice came.

"Get out of here!"

Holding Huang Xiaobei, who was rolling his eyes to himself in his arms, the old guard smiled, "Yo, wake up, you know that you kid is pretending, hey, what's going on?" ”