The two looked up in the direction where the screams came, and saw that the man who had climbed to the top of the slope, somehow, like a ball, rolled down from the top of the slope, and after rolling down a lot of grass, he fell into the icy lake with a "bang", and splashed a lot of dark blue droplets. Bai Yunlian seemed to notice something, bent her body, picked up a handful of yellow clay with both hands, and wiped it her cheeks, the effect of this wipe was the same as painting on He's bi with a steel knife.

"Hands up and walk up slowly!" At the top of the slope, there was another rude male voice. Bai Yunlian looked up and saw that under the dancing light and shadow, there was a square face with sunken cheeks and pointed chin, but the most attractive thing was a pair of stubby black eyebrows under the wide forehead.

"Poof...... cough cough...... "The man who was knocked into the water struggled to get up again, but this time, he lost all his previous momentum, like a lost dog, obediently raised his hands high, and then slid up step by step, perhaps, he was just knocked down from the top of the slope by the black eyebrows?"

Seeing this, Bai Yunlian had no choice but to do so—thinking that she could take the opportunity to run away.

The battle at the top of the slope was over, except for the chin car, the pickup truck was also knocked down the river, and the glass on both sides of the bus was shattered, among which the glass on the right side was the most damaged, and at the open front and rear doors, there were one or two bodies lying face down, and the front chest of these bodies was nailed with a black arrow. The bald head with a face covered in blood leaned on the passenger seat of the pickup truck, his chest trembled, and his blood-red right hand struggled to crawl towards the big knife that fell beside him.

In front of the bald man, there was a burly giant, this giant had an iron arm like a pine, and now, on this iron arm, he was holding a cold steel fork.

"Hiss"

"Hmm......" The blood soon filled the bald jaw, and his right hand, which was about to climb to the hilt of the big knife, also stopped moving.

The godfather tumbled into the river, and the bald man died, and the leaderless men of the first battalion stopped resisting, and the battle ended. The godfather's dream of the emperor in the Spring and Autumn Period, just like that, on the night of this month, when the stars are scarce, in the stillbirth, forty years of struggle, but in exchange for two splashes on the shore of the nameless lake. I really don't know if it's a pity or a pathetic.

The giant withdrew his steel fork, and with a wave of his hand, there was a long-lasting sound of shaking in the dark woods, and before the sound subsided, this small asphalt road was already full of people, all of whom were men, all with weapons in their hands, and a few of them looked like leaders, like giants, and their faces were wearing masks that shimmered with the cold light peculiar to metal.

These attackers, before they formally engaged the Godfather's men, cast a round of arrows, and concentrated mainly on the bus with the most people, so that most of the Godfather's men had died before the fight, and there were less than twenty people who could still stand up. However, Zhao An and Wang Shan are really fateful, and they can still stand there unscathed, that is, the posture is not very beautiful. Xiao Xiuping, who had never seen such a scene, was naturally frightened, and hugged Bai Yunlian's waist tightly, but he didn't cry as before, and I don't know if he was so scared that he couldn't even make a sound.

The captives were ordered to line up, and then escorted by four men with spears in their hands, they walked along the road and into the mountains, these guns, all black and shiny shotguns, and both with two horizontal barrels, not to mention that they could only hold two bullets at a time, but these two bullets alone were enough to beat the man who tried to escape into a sieve, and scared the others into weak legs.

After walking for about half an hour, the road ahead was divided into two, one continuing upward, the other inclined downward, and on the green lawn at the confluence of the two forks, there was a sign upside down, which seemed to have been deliberately put down, and the side with the word was close to the ground. The four men led them to the fork in the road, and after walking a short distance, they saw a red lantern hanging on the trees beside the road in front of them, adding a touch of strangeness to the already deep mountain.

At the end of the trail is the gate of the lake park. This time, the four men led them to the left-hand side, that is, the stage, where more than a dozen lanterns were hung, and the candle shadows were red and yellow, so that the whole stage changed between light and darkness all the time. The auditorium, in the shape of an arch, encloses the entire stage in the middle, and after this stage, the road is again divided into two, one leading to a row of concrete bungalows on the side of the hill, and the other to the lake.

Everyone walked five or six meters on the road leading to the lake, on the right hand side, there was a thick wooden stake, on the top of the stake, an oil lamp was hung, and in the middle of the stake, there was a sign with three words engraved on it: Qinghe Pool. It turned out that behind this wooden stake, there was a newly dug pool, the lake, which was filled with three-quarters of the pool, I don't know if it was because of the different light or the different depth, the water of this pool looked more turbid than the lake.

"Strip naked and jump into that pool!" One of the men with a gun drank.

The captives were stunned, and the face of the male captive closest to the man was smashed, and he screamed and plunged into the pool behind him, completely defiling the pool of water, which was still clean. Everyone else was startled, and two timid girls cried out in fright. A few men hurriedly untied their trouser bands.

"Who wants to try this?" The man raised the shotgun in his hand and swept it in front of the captives one by one, twisting the captives that had been lined up in a straight line into waves.

"Sister?" Xiao Xiuping's faint mosquito moaning voice was full of panic and uneasiness.

Bai Yunlian blushed and said, "You will catch a cold when you wear it wet, so do it." ”

This side is still grinding, over there, in the dim aisle, suddenly three or five torches were lit, under this firelight, is a man wearing a light blue suit, a bow tie, and a pair of amber-framed glasses, this person is about fifty years old, his temples have autumn colors, the vicissitudes of life, on his face, dotted with a lot of old age spots, he is behind his hands, surrounded by those men and women holding torches, these men and women, also a full set of neat suits, shiny black leather shoes, at a glance are the high-level personnel of this camp.

The prestige of this man does not seem to be ordinarily high, as soon as the four men with guns saw him coming, they put their guns behind their backs in order, and then put their left palms against the back of their right hands, and raised their palms to the height of their chests, and then took a deep look, and in their mouths, they did not forget to say something, judging from the admiration that flowed from their faces, this man's status in the hearts of this group of people was even higher than that of the godfather in the first battalion.

After the men returned the salute one by one, he quickly jumped onto a rock with a smooth, flat surface that lay flat on the edge of the lake, and the position of this rock was right in front of the clear river pool, and before he could ascend the "podium", the four men had already driven all the naked captives into the cold water. The men and women in suits, on the other hand, are arranged on either side of the man, roughly in a semicircle.

The water in this pool is unexpectedly deep, and it can soak into the waist of an adult man, which is bitter for Xiao Xiuping, as long as he doesn't pay attention, this water may be poured into his mouth, so he subconsciously hugged Bai Yunlian, who was taller than him, and made the latter's old face hot.

The man bowed deeply to these captives, his net height was about one meter seven or eight, and the rock was nearly one meter high, and those captives were all standing in the pool water more than one meter deep, therefore, from the perspective of the captives, this man, like the silver dragon snow mountain behind him, majestic and solemn, the seed called "awe" was sown at this moment.

"Bang", "Bang", "Roar", "Roar"

On the shore of the lake, there was the clanging of flirtatious equipment, and the roars of the infected, and the captives standing in the cold water could not help but move their hands covering their private parts to their mouths and chests, and some even made a few splashes. After a while, an infected person came to the path by the lake, and around its neck was a circle of thumb-thick iron chains, one end of which was held in the palm of a strong man's hand.

When the infected person was dragged to stand in the firelight, the captives were able to see its appearance clearly, the lower half of its face was blocked by a stained mask, which originally belonged to the eye socket, but now two unfathomable black holes, its hands were tied to its chest by two chains, and the "clang" sound just now must have been caused by the collision of these two iron chains.

The man who brought the infected man unzipped his coat, took out an ordinary syringe from the strap tied to his chest, and plunged it into the infected's arm, and in a short time, the needle was filled with viscous, reddish-brown blood. The man respectfully handed the needle to a young woman in a suit, and after the young woman took it with both hands, she walked gracefully and calmly to the edge of the Tsinghua pool with the model's catwalk-like steps, and bent down slightly to hand the needle to the captives.

In the group of captives, there was another inhalation, partly because of the fear of the blood, and most because of the young woman's countenance.

"Guys, this is the blood that was taken from the demons." The voice of the young woman was gentle and sweet, and there were several men, whose faces were already flushed with drunken red, and the unobtrusive dick also stood up.

The young woman didn't say much, and as soon as the words fell, she turned and left, leaving only a soul-soothing figure. The southern captives in Qinghe Pond can still keep calm, and it is estimated that only Xiao Xiuping who hugged Bai Yunlian was left......

"Don't do that...... What...... Nearly ......," Bai Yunlian said weakly, but her voice was quickly drowned out by a burst of screams.

It turned out that the elegant old man took off the shirt of his suit, revealing his thick arms, and beside him, the Dharma Protector, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately smeared alcohol on his exposed arms for him, and then, the old man, actually inserted the needle into his arm, and injected half of the liquid in it into his arm in public.

The captives had already turned pale with fright, and although their mouths were wide open, they just couldn't make the simplest note, but the old man was calm and relaxed, and he was still elegant. It seems that he was really born immune to this disease. Although, everyone knows that it takes two to four days for a normal person to self-infect himself and complete the mutation, but this old man with a high status dares to inject himself by himself, which means that he must be confident - either he has done his hand and foot on the syringe, or he will not be infected!

Bai Yunlian's eyes flashed: Could it be ...... Is there really an immunizer?