"No, you have to go to the city defense station, these people are organized and planned, we can't handle it with a few of us, we must contact the city defense station!"

Shen Chuqian thought more thoroughly than anyone else, and analyzed it clearly, and Shi Zaitian had to be accompanied by someone, he was already scared and couldn't leave people at all.

"Well, I'll join you as soon as possible, no matter what!"

Chu Xiaoyun took Shi Zaitian and left directly.

"Wang!"

Mars screamed and circled around her, Shen Chu hooked his fingers lightly, led him to the bloodstain, and pointed to a piece of shirt fragment on the ground: "Remember this smell, go find it!" ”

Mars looked down and sniffed.

Mutants have a strong sense of smell, and even when they are immersed in blood, they can still smell what they want.

[Shallow, it's too quiet around, there's nothing.] 】

Bingling's voice came, and Shen Chuqian nodded: "There are two possibilities, one is that they are nearby, and the second is that they have already gotten in the car and left, you, follow Mars." ”

【Good!】 】

In the darkness of the night, the swift bent and flew back.

Mars jerked his head up and hurried away in one direction.

Shen Chuqian followed closely and hurriedly jumped into the darkness.

**

In a secluded abandoned factory area on the outskirts, the top lights are bright, illuminating everything that is pale inside.

Five big and three thick men went in and out, and several of them had tedious tattoos looming under their short-sleeved T-shirts, which ran along their upper arms and down to their elbows.

Anson clutched the scalpel and looked down at the corpse on the dissecting table.

No, it can't be called a corpse yet, because people are still alive.

There was a layer of blood on the ground, and people who came in and out dragged in a hemp bag from time to time, followed by a dazzling blood streak dragged out.

In the midst of the chaos, only two people were unusually quiet.

Shen Jingchu sat on the only clean chair here, crossed his fingers, leaned forward slightly, and watched with interest as An Song cautiously laid the knife.

Behind him stood a man who looked like an assistant, also in a black suit.

The fishy smell in the air did not interrupt Shen Jingchu's interest, and he squinted his eyes as he watched: "What's the change?" ”

An Song glanced at him: "Yes, the muscles are a lot stronger, even the masseter muscles are developed, but it is still useless." ”

Shen Jingchu frowned: "Why?" ”

"No matter what kind of creature it is, the body is a whole, only the muscles are strengthened and the bones and even the blood supply to the heart and lungs cannot keep up, then it can only stop at the critical point, and it can never be strengthened again."

Shen Jingchu was completely silent, and looked at the man who was still gasping with lifeless eyes.

"So after experimenting for so long, you told me that this experiment was done in vain?"

An Songha laughed, took off the surgical gloves, and smashed them aside: "I told you a long time ago, but you didn't listen!" ”

Shen Jingchu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled gently: "Then, now stitch up all his knife edges and continue to implant the mutations of bones, heart and lungs, and blood supply." ”

"Chenlong!" An Song was furious: "I told you no, all evolution is gradual, if you continue like this, people will die before the evolution is completed!" ”

The smiling man's expression was still so gentle, and he said calmly: "Then change people and continue to experiment." ”

The man in an ironed suit was clean and smiling, and no matter how he looked at it, he didn't fit in with this filthy and bloody warehouse.

He smiled, but said extremely cold words: "Don't tell me how many people died, I just want the result." ”