The camp was full of blood, and although everyone tried their best to avoid it, they still inevitably stepped on the blood plasma, and almost all of the rock platform was stained with blood as they walked, and it looked red in the night, and there was a shocking feeling.

The fleeing wolf is always a great danger and a source of unrest.

After so many incidents, the remaining living mouths are already very wary of each other.

The four Trialists sat clearly in two directions, but the two 'Alliances' were vaguely separated from each other.

The cadres led by Mr. Zhou were in groups, and the surviving workers and seamen sat on the other side closer to Song Qingxiao.

Mr. Zhou's face was very bad again, leaning on Zhou Xueli's arms and trembling, making a 'ho-ho-ho' panting sound, and several scientists sat around him, looking helpless.

Song Qingxiao glanced in Mr. Zhou's direction several times, and several other trialists were also quietly inspecting, what was strange was that the silver suitcase he hung on his wrist had not been moved.

This suitcase should contain Mr. Zhou's 'life-saving' medicine, and if her previous speculation is correct, it should be enough to change the weakness of Mr. Zhou's genes.

He looked very sick and in pain, so why didn't he take it in such a harsh environment on the island?

Song Qing was cautious and suspicious, could it be that this medicine was not perfect, or was it something missing?

He has medicine in hand, but he must rush to the research institute, even if the road is dangerous and so many people have died, what is the reason for this?

She thought about it for a long time, but there was always a doubt in her mind.

Zhou Xueli seemed to notice the probing of the trialists around her, and instinctively hugged Mr. Zhou tighter, and even pulled over a coat on him to block the silver lockbox.

"Professor Yan, do you have a solution?"

They lowered their voices and were discussing, listening to the voice like Zhou Xueli.

Professor Yan, who was named, glanced around vigilantly, and then lowered his voice:

"You'll have to wait until ......"

When he said this, his voice stopped abruptly, and he stretched out his hand to write a few key words on Zhou Xueli's palm, and finally attached it to Zhou Xueli's ear, and whispered:

“…… Note...... "The last two words are vague, which may be intentional, but Zhou Xueli must have understood.

Song Qingxiao pricked up her ears, held her breath and listened carefully, and barely heard the word 'note'.

Maybe it's 'attention', or maybe it's 'injection', but if one word is missing, the meaning is completely different.

It's a pity that Song Qingxiao's place is nearly five or six meters away from Mr. Zhou's place, and when Professor Yan was writing, he subconsciously blocked it sideways, causing her to not see clearly what he wrote on Zhou Xueli's palm.

But whatever it was, she wanted more and more of what was in this box.

She was thinking about it, but suddenly the wind was stagnant, Song Qingxiao rolled her eyes alertly, and No. 7 had already moved in her direction.

"Number Three is injured."

Seven's soft voice rang out, with a hint of pleasure.

In her opinion, No. 3's ability has always been a big problem, and this injury should have a big impact on her.

At such a juncture, it naturally means that the remaining three may have a better chance of winning.

When No. 7 spoke, his eyes fell on Song Qingxiao's feet.

She was wearing two shoes, one large and one small, one of which was her original and the other was taken off from the dead professor Gao Lei.

The man's shoes were much bigger, and the laces were tied tightly, but they should have had an impact on her movements.

The more critical the moment, the more you can't be negligent, and the slightest mistake may have a huge impact.

No. 7 expressed satisfaction with this situation, and the only regret may be that in the previous wolf attack, Song Qingxiao was not injured.

Such a terrible wolf couldn't hurt Song Qingxiao in the case of a sneak attack, but let her drag No. 3 into the water.

It's been a while, but every time No. 7 thinks about this, he can't help but feel a chill in his heart, wondering if he shouldn't cooperate with Song Qingxiao.

This woman's terrible is far beyond his imagination, after cooperating with her, although the odds of eliminating No. 1 and No. 3 are great, but after No. 1 and No. 3 are eliminated, it will be much more dangerous for him to confront her.

The thought in her heart raced, but her face remained silent.

When Song Qingxiao heard her mention No. 3's injury, she was actually not depressed.

Compared to No. 3's injury, she actually hoped that it was No. 1 who was injured, which would greatly reduce his force value.

Although No. 3's skills are elusive, they can't escape her mental power, and when the two fight, the characteristics of No. 3's ability are good for her.

On the contrary, No. 1 has a nine-character secret order, which is much more difficult to deal with.

She sighed in her heart, but unfortunately she missed the opportunity!

Song Qingxiao moved her legs, and although the gaze of No. 7 on her feet was vague, Song Qingxiao still noticed it.

It is indeed inconvenient to have a large and small pair of shoes on her feet, but she can take off Professor Gao Lei's shoes this time, and she will naturally be able to take off someone else's next time.

There are several women in the team, and there will always be something suitable for her.

"I don't know if it's serious."

After No. 7 said this, Song Qingxiao turned his head to look at her with a smile.

She had a bandage on her hand that had not been removed since yesterday.

In the moonlight, she clenched her hands into fists, which she deliberately pulled cuffs to block.

In the shadows, several of her exposed fingers were pitch black and seemed to be much thicker, I wonder if it was because the light was dim and it was not very real.

No. 7 was looked at by her, although she was still smiling, but there was some vigilance in her eyes, and her whole body was subconsciously tensed, and her hands instinctively shrank into the cuffs.

"Just check it out."

Song Qingxiao seemed to reply to her casually, and when No. 7 heard her words, he laughed dryly:

"She may not have welcomed me very well."

The two chatted briefly, then fell silent again.

On the other side of the line, Professor Yan seemed to have injected Mr. Zhou with an unknown injection again, and Mr. Zhou seemed to be in better condition.

But for some reason, the improvement of Mr. Chow's condition did not make Zhou Xueli and Professor Yan and others breathe a sigh of relief, but instead felt worried.

Tonight's time is particularly difficult, everyone seems to have been sitting for a long time, but the sky has not been bright.

In the silent atmosphere, everyone gradually couldn't sit still.

The night attack of the silver-white giant wolf and the faint smell of blood on the tip of the nose all cast heavy shadows on everyone's hearts.

The sky is not bright for a long time, and if Song Qingguo the giant wolf may go and return, it is like a tight spell, and the time that passes by minute and second is like that fatal spell, causing everyone a headache.

"Mr. Zhou......"

In such a situation, someone finally took the lead and couldn't sit still and suddenly spoke.

The voice was a little abrupt in the silence, "Why don't we go up the mountain first?" ”