"Biological research samples?"

Li Yan's eyes rolled, and he remained silent: "It's worth a lot of money to Crazy Zhuoma, right?" ”

Song Zuo was very knowledgeable, he didn't ask Li Yan how to escape under the F1 grenade, and he didn't say a word about the weird and exaggerated shotgun, but took the initiative to throw a message to Li Yan.

Song Zuo glanced at his face and smiled lightly, he dusted the dirt on his body while walking towards the small building that had been attacked by the saber living corpse just now: "100,000 yuan is the starting price, the specific price depends on the content of the sample." Heh, but we wilderness hunters don't have the ability and vision to evaluate the value of the sample, as much as people say, that's how much. ”

He took out a roll of medicated gauze from his shiny leather jacket and wrapped it around his neck: "I originally thought that you might be a spy, and other large organizations would interfere with you, or simply steal the results of Mad Dolma's operation, I don't want to cause this kind of trouble, but now it seems that you shouldn't." ”

He put away [Angry Shock] and chased after him in two steps: "You mean, I don't seem to want those genetically modified warriors from big organizations?" ”

Li Yan couldn't help but be glad that he hadn't revealed too much surprise just now.

"No, you're too similar, clean clothes, unpopular weapons, and conversation, combat style,

Except for those boys who were born in the demarcated safety zone of a large company and grew up with a golden spoon in their mouths, who would make a thankless high-strength alloy to make an old-fashioned spear? The old fritters who are messing around in the wilderness will not admit mistakes, especially your skin, even if there is no lesion, after all, it is a third-order genetic class, but the pigment accumulation caused by ultraviolet rays will not deceive people, you have never lived in the wild at all, how can any spy be lame to this point. ”

He said to himself, adding, "Hey, luckily you're really good." Let me guess...... Han Chinese, born in a large company. Blackstar Chariot? No, they've been in a lot of trouble lately, Yunhai Pharmaceutical, Yunhai Pharmaceutical in District Y, Youshen and Teleconverter are their signatures, and there are many cold weapon maniacs in Area Y. ”

"Old man, your imagination is so rich."

Li Yan smiled disapprovingly, and casually Song Zuo guessed.

Except for the reminder in the exploration record at the beginning not to expose the "inheritance projection" to any living person, Li Yan really didn't worry about anyone being suspicious, even if he said in person that he was Yan Fu, I am afraid that no one would believe it. After all, with the explanation of "from other worlds", no matter how bizarre the origin is, it will become reasonable.

Maybe it was the short time just now that the side by side shortened the distance between the two people, Li Yan and Song Zuo's conversation was much smoother, Li Yan knew that his sniper rifle was left in the building, but in this case, a legendary firearm that could not be used was nothing compared to a relatively reliable and living sniper with strong firepower.

"Why did you tell me there were research samples in the building? You've worked so hard, and now that the living corpses in that building have been almost wiped out, are you going to let me get a piece of the pie now for no reason? Because I just saved your life. ”

Song Zuo glanced at Li Yan: "First, none of us owe anyone, at most it is even, do you remember when you turned on the megaphone to speak?" I fired a shot. Second ......"

He paused in his footsteps, then shook his head bitterly: "I underestimate these living corpses, I can't get the things of the building on my own." ”

"What do you mean, who are you shooting?"

Li Yan asked, he was now sure that the shot was not fired at him.

Song Zuo suddenly snorted coldly and didn't speak.

After that, the two of them climbed to the top of the building, and Song Zuo saw that when he was suddenly attacked, he threw the simple package and the RS107 under the satellite pot, walked over in two steps, and grasped the gun, and the whole person seemed to have straightened his waist a lot. Then he took out a thumb-sized needle from the box, opened his clothes, revealed his arm full of black holes, and pricked it with a needle.

Li Yan didn't care about it, he carefully glanced at the needles all over the ground, and his eyebrows moved unconsciously.

[ES hematopoietic cell enhancer] (blending): function is omitted

Li Yan licked his lips: "I haven't seen anyone use this, the new psychedelic?" ”

"Medicine, my hematopoietic tissue has a lesion, similar to sepsis."

The old man replied casually that this kind of thing was commonplace in his growing environment, and there was nothing to hide.

"So much medicine? I'm afraid it's not going to die, and it's not a shame to use hallucinogens these days, so there's nothing I don't want to admit. ”

Li Yan smiled deliberately.

Song Zuo impatiently reloaded the bullets, disgusted with the inconsistency of the man in front of him, and replied patiently: "Big Ben's medicine has a unique logo, and Pompeii arms does not sell psychedelics." ”

Li Yan observed carefully, indeed, there was a sign on the lower part of each needle, on the top was the iconic British architectural Big Ben, and below, there was a blue and purple solemn human face, reminiscent of the political figures on the banknotes. Presumably the so-called Pompeii arms.

Keeping this information secretly in mind, Li Yan was not entangled, but cut to the chase: "How did you know that there were research samples in the building?" ”

Song Zuo threw Li Yan a hand piercing: "I found it in the process of sweeping." ”

Li Yan took it and looked at it, it was a dense array of letters, and he could see that among the wilderness hunters sweeping around the periphery, more than one person had discovered clues about the secrets in the Great Devil Lake.

This seems to be a diary, and it looks like a family letter, Song Zuo pointed out two pages to Li Yan and let Li Yan read it.

"Natasha, don't you know what kind of plan we are working on, when I was transferred from Group 717, I also complained, after all, Group 717 on the research of ground effect aircraft is almost the highest level of project I have come into contact with, but you would never have thought of ......it."

"Six Jacques, hehe, probably because the money poured into them is comparable to a Jacques fighter. Out of tens of thousands of valid study samples, only six were successful......"

"I don't know the location of the main research room, I've been there twice, and I've been blindfolded back and forth, but I know it's underground...... Guess who I met there? Lysenko of the Big Ben Institute! Cardinal of the genetics of the Motherland! ”

Many of the subsequent narratives are to the effect that the excitement of meeting a scientific research idol and showing off are to the effect that these are written for myself. It does mention that some of the research samples that have not undergone clinical trials are placed in that building, and the house number is exactly the same, and the existence of those saber living corpses shows that there is indeed something in the wreckage of the building that was burned black.

"It's not just the living corpses with the Chashik saber, there are also living corpses with high-powered sniper rifles near the building."

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, but then understood something.

These living corpses are divided into two sides, the living corpse with a sniper rifle tries to shoot himself, and the keen saber living corpse is responsible for chasing and killing Song Zuo, Song Zuo accidentally saw the sniper living corpse when listening to his own negotiations, so he shot and killed, but then was attacked by the saber living corpse, because the time was too coincidental, and the situation was critical, so that Song Zuo had the short-term illusion that Li Yan and the group of living corpses deliberately cooperated, only to find out later that it was really just a coincidence.