The black director, with a team of seven, cautiously made his way along the wall.

Although he did not care when he received the warning from Dr. Mendel Storm.

But in fact, he was also full of vigilance in his heart, and what could dispel this vigilance was the seven-person team behind him and the assault rifle in his hand.

There are a total of eight people in the team plus him, all of whom are the best retired in various American units, although there are no members of the four major special forces in the United States, but these eight people are completely enough to deal with the general situation.

In the hands of the black supervisor was the MK17 Heavy Special Combat Assault Rifle with a magazine capacity of 20 rounds, armed with a more powerful 7.62×51mm bullet.

He boasted that he was an A-class test subject standing in front of him, and that at most half a shuttle bullet would be enough to kill him.

As he got closer to the inner door of the lab, the black man raised his hand to signal his teammates behind him to be on guard.

He frowned, and the smell of blood could be clearly smelled in his place at the moment, and there was some peculiar smell mixed with the smell of blood, which was obviously the blood of the test subject.

But not a single body was found on the ground, only a pool of blood.

The three invading people are also missing.

This is why he is now full of regret in his heart, why he threw away the walkie-talkie.

Deep underground in the laboratory, ordinary mobile phones have no signal at all, and communication is carried out through walkie-talkies from a long distance. If he has a walkie-talkie with him now, then he can ask the doctor in front of the surveillance screen to ask where the intruder is.

Faced with the current situation, he had no choice but to let go of the regret in his heart, waved his hand, and let the two men explore forward.

Behind him, two muscular soldiers, dressed in protective gear, covered each other and walked towards the gate step by step.

The two walked out the door, and the two looked behind each other, and there was no one in their sight.

After letting their guard down, the two signaled to the black man and their companions behind them that they had not noticed.

The black man let his guard down for a moment, his heart full of doubts, and walked towards the door with the remaining people.

Dr. Mendel Storm watched Rick and the three kill the A-class subjects in front of the surveillance footage, and then moved all of the subjects' corpses to the room where the subjects were originally stored, and hid himself in the room by covering the walls with a metal door.

The black team is only responsible for monitoring and guarding security, and is ignorant of the various rooms in the laboratory where the test subjects are stored.

A group of black men walked unnoticed, walking through the room where the three were hiding, and walked out.

"It's over! They're all going to die! The thought popped into Dr. Mendel Storm's mind.

He didn't know how Rick was going to kill them, but he didn't doubt the idea in his heart.

"Doctor, they—" The research assistant who had gone out to release the subject had also returned to the room, looking at the scene on the screen and trying to say something.

"Don't look at it. They're all going to die, and we don't have permission to use that phone to contact Norman Osborne, but if we do, it's too late, you go and get everyone else together, and if you want to live, come to this room. ”

"Yes, Doctor, I'll go." The assistant hesitated for a moment, then turned to leave.

Rick hid in the original A-class subject's room, as the A-class subject was normally cryo-asleep, and the closed door could be controlled manually in addition to being electrically controlled.

Old Walter came into play at this time, turning off the function of electric control of the gate, and only retaining the function of manual control. Although the gate looks completely made of metal, there is still some glass perforation in the middle.

When he saw the black man walking by the door, he nodded quietly and told Rick that the black man was the supervisor who controlled the lift.

Through the hole, Rick saw through the hole that several people were carrying heavy assault rifles, which were not comparable to ordinary pistols, and they were all wearing various protective equipment. I can't help but feel a little tricky.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw the black squad, which scattered and began to explore outside the gate.

There were four people standing outside the door of the lab, and the black director was not among them, and the four were still facing away from the room where Rick was hiding.

Rick carefully opened the door slowly through manual control, without making any noise to alarm the few people outside the door.

He held two daggers out of the crack in the door, and with a wave of his hands, the two daggers did not pierce his head, but pierced his throat and punctured the blood vessels and trachea.

The members of the black team were wearing protective helmets on their heads, and Rick was not sure that he would be able to penetrate it with a single blow, so he thought about it and shot at the throat where the defense was weaker.

The two men were attacked and tried to make a sound warning, but because their trachea was ruptured, they only let out a chirp like a wind.

But this unusual sound was enough to attract the attention of the other two people around him, and before the remaining two were alert, two more daggers also pierced the trachea and arteries.

The four of them couldn't help but pull out their hands to cover the leaking and bleeding wounds, but they all fell weakly in the pool of blood underground.

After dealing with the four people, it will be easy to deal with the remaining four people. Rick hid the bodies of the four men again, and then deliberately avoided the black supervisor and searched for the assassination of the remaining three.

The black man carefully followed the passage outside the laboratory with a gun. The uneasiness grew, and just as he was about to return to Dr. Mendel Storm's surveillance screen to check, there was a distinct sound of footsteps behind him.

As soon as he turned around and saw the mysterious man wearing a mask standing on top of him, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously raised his gun and opened fire on him.

But Rick reached out and a throwing knife flashed, piercing his left hand with the gun.

"Da Da Da..." "Ding Ding Ding..."

The left hand was injured and he was unable to pick up the gun, and the bullet after firing the gun slid down the muzzle and hit the metal passage on the ground.

"Don't struggle weakly, cooperate honestly, and it can give you a good time."

Rick shot a knife through the black man's right hand again, and the gun he was holding fell to his feet.

"Ahh Both hands were shot through, and the black man couldn't help but scream, and when he saw Rick getting closer and closer to him, there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and his right hand slowly moved towards the back of his waist.

Well? Rick stopped suddenly, and he felt a faint sense of crisis in the black man's place.

Rick stopped, and the black man was shocked, but then Jean deliberately begged for mercy as he walked towards Rick.

"I surrender, don't kill me, you can't control the elevator from below, this control is only me."

The sense of crisis is getting closer and closer, and Rick does not hesitate, and two more throwing knives shoot through the ankles of the black man.

"Jingle bells." As the black man fell to the ground with no weakness, a grenade with the ring pulled open slipped out of his waist.

"Hahaha! Even if I die, I'm going to take you to the funeral! Even if it doesn't kill you, you don't want to get out of this underground! Hahaha"

The black man shouted with a crazy laugh on his face.

"Boom!"

The moment Rick saw the grenade slip out, he immediately took out a safe from the space that had been stored in the space and had not been opened and stood in front of him, and covered his whole body with his arrogance to defend it.

When the smoke clears, Rick retracts the safe in front of him, and on the other side of the safe is the rugged exterior of the shrapnel of a grenade explosion.

On the ground where the grenade exploded, there was a bloody corpse lying quietly.