Rorschach returned to the room and led Paul downstairs, and beside them was the saber-toothed tiger Victor.

Walking down the stairs, Paul was stimulated by bloody scenes, with stumps and broken arms everywhere, blood on the ground, and "crackling" when stepped on.

Rorschach looked at the saber-toothed tiger beside him, these should have come from his hands.

The saber-toothed tiger noticed Rorschach's gaze, tilted his head and grinned, and said slowly:

"How? I'll help you get rid of all this garbage. ”

"There's no need for you to go over the plunge." Rorschach replied.

"Hehe......" Sabertooth Tiger sneered, "Killing...... It's all death anyway, so why don't they satisfy me before they die, haha...... Garbage is garbage, and it's not fun at all...... Except for the screams before death...... It can also entertain me a little bit......"

Rorschach shook his head, he didn't bother with this neuropathy anymore, without Wolverine by his side, the saber-toothed tiger was a time bomb, which would explode sooner or later, and he had to find a chance to completely deal with him, even if it offended Wolverine.

At this point, Paul finally couldn't take it anymore and lay on the handrail of the stairs with a vomiting sound.

"Haha......" the saber-toothed tiger laughed from the sidelines, "this guy is also trash." ”

"That's enough." Rorschach glared at the saber-toothed tiger, looked at Paul, who was vomiting, and sighed, hoping that he would not leave any shadows in his heart.

The saber-toothed tiger smiled disdainfully, then strode down the stairs with blood.

After a long while, Rorschach led Paul out of the hotel gate, where three military Humvees were parked in front of the door, and more than a dozen heavily armed Sam Nation GIs were guarding the area.

Rorschach handed Paul over to a GI and walked towards the Humvee, where Major Stryker was standing, looking at the map.

At this time, Stryker looked up, saw Rorschach coming, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Sergeant Rorschach, you've done a great job." Stryker smiled and held out his hand.

"Nothing." Rorschach shook Stryker's hand, "Sergeant Logan is still missing, we need to find him as soon as possible." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Stryker asked.

Rorschach hurriedly recounted the incident to him briefly.

Stryker frowned after hearing this, held his chin and groaned for a moment, and asked:

"You're saying the fishermen there are turning into fishmen?"

"Yes." Rorschach nodded, "In addition to having fish-man characteristics, the strongest among them also has tentacles, which have a lot of power, and small-caliber weapons have no effect. ”

"Oh?" Stryker's eyes lit up, "Can they withstand small arms?" ”

"I estimate that a 9mm bullet is very difficult to deal with the strong among the fishermen in the town."

"They're mutated by people?"

"According to the old man, it was so."

"I see." Stryker smiled, "I didn't expect to find our lost property this time." ”

"Property?" Rorschach looked at Stryker with puzzled eyes, could it be that the matter here has something to do with Sam's Army?

"This involves some military secrets." Stryker spread his hands helplessly.

"I understand." Rorschach nodded, his current status was not suitable to explore this.

"Alright." Stryker patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, although we haven't found any clues to Atlantis, it's a big job to recover our lost property." ”

With that, Stryker opened the door and prepared to pedal into the Humvee.

Rorschach glanced at Paul, who was standing at the back of the convoy, wrapped in a blanket, and asked Stryker:

"How are we going to settle the civilians?"

"Civilians?" Stryker grabbed the handrail and twisted his head, "It's a military secret, that civilian has to act with us." ”

"It's not safe, and I think we should escort him back to the transport."

Stryker thought for a moment and replied:

"Okay, you arrange it."

Rorschach nodded, and was about to walk towards Paul, when he suddenly saw Paul throw away the blanket and roll around on the ground, making strange noises in his mouth, and the soldier next to him hurriedly stepped forward and held him down.

"What's going on?" Rorschach stepped forward quickly.

The GI holding down Paul raised his head and replied to Rorschach:

"I don't know, this guy is suddenly having a convulsion."

Looking at Paul, who was lying on the ground struggling desperately, Rorschach frowned and shouted around:

"Is there a tranquilizer?"

At this time, the saber-toothed tiger came over, showed its bright claws, and said with a smile:

"Hand him over to me."

"Victor, don't make trouble!" Rorschach stops the saber-toothed tiger.

"Humph!" The saber-toothed tiger pointed at Paul and sneered, "I think this guy is crazy?" Could it be that you have been controlled by the cult you mentioned? ”

"Stay away from me!"

Paul suddenly roared, jumped to his feet, and pushed the soldier who was holding him to the ground.

"Damn it!" When Rorschach saw this situation, his heart sank, was he really said by the saber-toothed tiger? He hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and persuaded:

"Paul, calm down, calm down!"

"Headache...... My head hurts......" Paul cried out in pain, covering his head, "stop singing!" Don't sing it! ”

"What?" Rorschach slowly approached Paul, "What is singing?" What do you hear? ”

"Singing...... Singing......"

Paul suddenly raised his head and stared at Rorschach viciously, his eyes bloodshot.

"What singing?" Rorschach was only two meters away from Paul.

"Can't you hear me?" Paul gasped.

"I can't hear you." Rorschach shook his head, "Paul, calm down. ”

"No!" Paul stepped back, "Don't come near me!" ”

Rorschach narrowed her eyes, what the hell happened to Paul?

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed beside him, and the saber-toothed tiger circled him and lunged at Paul.

"Wait!"

Rorschach tried to stop it, but it was too late.

"I'm not going to kill him!" The saber-toothed tiger roared and reached out to grab Paul.

When Paul saw the saber-toothed tiger rushing towards him, he turned and ran, but where could he outrun the saber-toothed tiger, he was chased by the saber-toothed tiger in an instant.

"Get down for me!" The saber-toothed tiger let out a sinister laugh, raised his arm, and slapped Paul on the back.

Syllable!

Paul was slapped to the ground by a saber-toothed tiger.

The saber-toothed tiger grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

Paul grabbed the saber-toothed tiger's arm, but the other man's palm became tighter and tighter, and his face instantly turned purple red, and he was about to suffocate.

"Do you want to kill him?" Rorschach reminded behind the saber-toothed tiger.

"Humph!" The saber-toothed tiger casually threw Paul to the ground, and the two GIs hurriedly ran over, took out the tranquilizer, and stabbed it on Paul's arm.

Stryker walked up to Rorschach, looked at Paul with a frown, and asked:

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know." Rorschach shook his head.

At this time, the military medic ran to Paul's side with a first-aid kit, lifted his clothes and began to check. A moment later, the medics suddenly let out an exclamation, pointed at Paul, and said:

"Look, what's going on?"

Rorschach hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Paul lying on the ground, and froze for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Paul was lying on the ground, his shirt lifted up, and two rows of fish scales loomed on either side of his abdomen.