Rick heard the sounds of several people talking in front of him.

It was the three people who had come down from the truck to transport the containers in the first two batches.

Rick kept Bob and Bob inside, standing in the middle of the utility room doorway.

The sound was getting closer and closer, Rick thought about it and took out two daggers from the space, although the use of qi can also be compressed and released to achieve the same power as bullets, but in the face of unknown laboratories and unknown enemies that may appear, he is still ready to save the qi in his body.

Sideways flashes, two daggers are thrown out of Rick's hands, and they are stuck squarely in the heads of the two of them, and without any circumstances, the two of them are instantly killed with the relaxed expressions they had when they were talking.

After the two daggers were thrown, Rick also struck, pointing at the only remaining member of the three.

The fingertips poked into his throat with a little bewitching red light.

The trachea and arteries were punctured by Rick's fingers, and blood rushed out of the veins and into his trachea.

"Ho, ho."

Clutching his bloodied throat with his hands, he collapsed to the ground.

"Let's go." Rick called the two out of the room.

In the metallic silver passage, three corpses lay on the ground, this scene in front of him made Bob tremble again, and the old Walter on the other side couldn't help but take a deep breath full of blood, and his face was calm, but it was also mixed with paleness.

At the end of the passage was a metal gate with some metal scratches on the bottom of the shipping container.

There is a camera above, a screen on the left, and a password entry place under the screen.

Apparently exposed, Rick threw it casually, and the dagger slashed the connection of the camera, dropping from the top of the wall.

Following Rick's motion, Bob cautiously walked over to the screen and entered the password.

"Squeak"

The gate opens in the middle to both sides.

"Keep walking." Hearing Rick's order, Bob's steps trembled, but he still walked to the front.

Deep in the lab

A black man dressed in black and wearing black sunglasses stood in front of a middle-aged man in a white coat in all black.

In front of them was a large display screen, scattered into a grid, showing the images of the various cameras, but there was a black surface in the middle of the screen.

"Doctor, the lab has been invaded, and the outermost door has been opened."

"Well, I looked, one with a mask, and two, if I'm not mistaken, you brought in to maintain the elevator before."

"I'm sorry, we don't know anyone, we'll take care of it ourselves."

"Alright, just three little ants. Just enough to test the combat effectiveness of those failed products. ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to another young researcher who was holding a notebook and said, "Go and release the tranquilizer gas into the B-class room, and open the door." ”

"Yes, Doctor."

The three of Rick walked inward, and when they entered the gate, they were not met by security personnel, and it was still a metal passageway.

Suddenly, the metal wall on the side behind him suddenly made a "bang" sound, and the wall cracked from it, and behind the metal wall was a layer of tempered explosion-proof glass, and the glass door also opened with the cracking of the metal wall.

A low, beastly roar was heard.

Four naked, humanoid creatures burst out from behind the glass door.

One by one, they landed on their hands and feet, prostrate on the ground, and screamed at the three Ricks.

These four test subjects have knotted muscles all over their bodies, without a trace of hair, and their bare brains are also covered with veins and tendons.

The two stout arms lay on the ground, their nails sharp, constantly scratching the metal floor, making unpleasant and harsh sounds, like the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard.

It's ugly, and it's painful to live.

Rick couldn't help frowning when he saw the four human test subjects in front of him.

Without waiting for the other party to attack, Rick burst towards the four test subjects with a dagger in hand.

As Rick left, the four subjects scattered, running on all fours in Rick's direction.

Rick dodged the attack of a test subject at the front, held the knife in his left hand, and slashed with his hand, although there was a strong resistance at the blade, but the impact of the opponent's attack and Rick's force, the blade from the top of the opponent's head, along the head straight back still cut a long wound like a tofu, and the black blood spurted out of the wound instantly.

There was also a foul smell in the air.

Rick's face turned dark, and he shouted in his heart, "! ”

The dead companion, who had not affected the three test subjects behind him at all, remained irrational, and rushed towards Rick with a roar.

This time, Rick learns the lesson of killing the first one, and strives to keep the whole body without causing problems in polluting the environment.

Seriously, he first kicked the nearest test subject, then slid his hands and threw one of the arms of the one in his right hand, and the knife in his left hand was plunged into the back of the head along the subject's open and roaring mouth.

Subject lay on the ground, his limbs twitching, and gradually stopped moving as the black liquid from the tip of the knife seeped out of the back of his head.

The last one had already rushed to Rick's side, and when the two hands full of sharp nails were about to touch Rick's back, Rick turned around, his right fist clenched, and his arrogance was restrained. A punch is slammed into the subject's chest.

When the bones broke, the test subject flew upside down in an instant, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of the subject's mouth in mid-air, falling to the ground motionless.

The first test subject to be kicked away by Rick had already turned around and pounced on Bob and Old Walter as they shivered in front of them.

"Bob, Bob, you can do it!" Seeing the hideous-looking test subject rushing in front of him, Bob clenched his fists and put on a boxing posture while suggesting to himself.

With a force on all fours, the subject flew into the air and lunged towards Bob.

Bob's eyes closed, he screamed, and his fist was outstretched.

The knife flashed, and a dagger pierced through the back of the subject's head, protruding from the door of the brain to reveal a hint of the tip of the knife.

Several streaks of black blood spurted out from the tip of the knife, spilling right over Bob's face.

Bob's fist struck the death subject in the chest, but the force of the subject's thrust mixed with the force of Rick's throwing knife knocked Bob to the ground, and the corpse completely crushed Bob underneath.

Old Walter next to Bob was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, and it wasn't until Bob was knocked down that he came to his senses, pulled away the subject's body, and helped Bob up who was lying on the ground.

"Bob! Are you okay. ”

"I... I'm not dead? Bob's tone was also trembling after being frightened.

"Get up, keep walking." Rick walked over and looked at Bob with black blood and said in disgust.

This scene was transmitted to the laboratory through a hidden camera at the top of the tunnel.

In the laboratory, the white-clothed professor looked a little solemn, "B-level test subject, can you solve it head-on when you encounter it alone?" ”

The black security chief also replied with a heavy face: "If you carry a gun from a distance, you can solve it, but if you don't have a gun, the distance is very close, and if you encounter one, you can probably barely die together, and if you encounter two, you have no chance of survival." ”

When the doctor heard this, he turned to the other researcher and asked, "How many B-class test subjects are there?" ”

"In addition to the four dead B-class test subjects, there are six left."

"Lift that A-class test subject out of its slumber."

"Doctor! That's the only A-class test subject with saneness, why don't you ask the boss for advice first? ”

The black man frowned and said in a heavy tone.

"Go and ask for instructions, by the way, ask for reinforcements, if the A-level can't resist, then a few of you with guns can't stop it."

There was a hint of anger on the black man's face, "Just because he can kill the test subject doesn't mean he can block the bullet, and the guns in our hands aren't as fragile as those claws of the broken ones." ”

The professor waved his hand indifferently, but a bright light flashed in his eyes. "Then you can try it later, if it works, it's best not to kill him, catch him alive, his physical fitness injection of improved strengthening reagents will definitely succeed!"