The mutant dog struggles desperately on the workbench.

Its strength is so great that the entire workbench is dragged from side to side by it, making a "jingle bell" sound.

Fortunately, the plastic rope that Song Jiahao used as a binding before was very strong, and the knot that tied the dog's legs was a sailor's knot, which would only get tighter and tighter, and would not be easily broken.

There was no weapon in the backpack that Song Jiahao needed.

His mind was in a state of confusion right now, subconsciously telling him that he had to get out as soon as possible, and his sense of responsibility telling him that he had to kill the mutant dog. Otherwise, it's all over.

Song Jiahao's flustered gaze flew back and forth in the laboratory.

Suddenly, he saw several old planks leaning against the corner. It was supposed to be something left behind by the renovation workers. Before he had time to think about it, Song Jiahao flew over with an arrow step, grabbed the largest wooden board from the ground, and it was also the most suitable for use as a club-type weapon, picked up a circular trajectory in the air, and smashed it towards the mutant dog on the workbench.

"Poof————"

The sound of a hard object colliding with soft flesh was muffled. Song Jiahao saw blood splattered under the wooden plank, and the poor mutant dog couldn't avoid the attack, and the entire head and body were completely dented, forming a striking square crowding part. The fanged dog's mouth was wide open and made a "squeak" sound like a mouse.

Song Jiahao didn't dare to delay for a second, and hurriedly lifted the plank again, smashing it down on the terrifying creature for the second time.

After a few ups and downs, Song Jiahao finally understood what kind of process it was to change from a three-dimensional world to a two-dimensional world.

The mutant dog's body turns into a thin patty.

Internal organs are squeezed out from the ruptured wound in the abdomen, as well as the ** site. The workbench was a mess, strewn with blood and internal organs.

Looking at this chaotic and bloody scene, Song Jiahao's body couldn't help but twitch.

He threw away the plank in his hand and covered his mouth with both hands, feeling like even his soul wanted to vomit.

The mutant dog's head tilted sideways, dangling from the edge of the workbench. A thin neck crushed by the force of madness could not support this weight, nor could it continue to provide the energy necessary for life. Its mouth was open, its eyes had lost its brilliance, and most of its messy dog fur had fallen off, making it look like a marshmallow that had been ravaged by a naughty child. Face down, blood trickled down the edges of the teeth, creating an eerie dark red pattern on the floor.

"You naughty little one, you ...... You're crazy. I, I just broke your legs, you, you...... You're ...... They wanted to eat me. ”

Song Jiahao finally managed to adjust his breathing.

The fierce fight just now almost exhausted all his strength.

Looking at the mutant dog that would never move again, Song Jiahao joked helplessly.

He felt like his head was going to explode. If you don't let your emotions relax and soothe as soon as possible, you will definitely become a crazy person who has gone insane here.

Liu Tianming is right!

No wonder, this guy took the initiative to add things like fighting and the use of firearms to the military training program. Speaking of which, he still has too little contact with infected people, and his understanding is not as profound as Liu Tianming's.

Yes, Chen Po must be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Otherwise, there will be more similar dangers.

Thinking of this, Song Jiahao took a deep breath.

He took out the remaining pieces of raw beef from his backpack, picked up the fallen metal clip from the ground next to him, supported the ground with his left hand, stood up with great difficulty, staggered, and walked towards the gap in the wall not far away.

The research on Chen Po is almost enough.

Now, it's time for her to be set free and return to dust.

Looking at Po Chen, who was glaring at him viciously through the gap in the wall, Song Jiahao took the piece of raw beef in his hand and said with pity: "Doctor Chen, this is your last meal today. Don't blame me, it's not my fault. I don't want to be what you are. I'll arrange a nice funeral for you. Except for me and Liu Tianming, no one will know everything you have been through...... Bye! ”

As he spoke, Song Jiahao threw the beef in, and by the way, he had to use a metal clip to reach into the gap and fix Chen Po.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, Song Jiahao suddenly caught a glimpse of the microscope placed on another workbench.

The movement of his hands slowed.

After a few seconds of pause, he completely gave up the idea in his head.

Keeping Mrs. Chen may not be a bad thing.

She has a rare number of special viruses in her body. If it can be extracted and tested on a certain animal alone, it should be possible to get very different results than a mutant dog.

What's more, even mutant cells in their normal form are not only bad.

Think about it! Just a little stain on the cotton swab can reconnect the broken legs. Further research on these mutant cells may lead to the development of a specific drug that would be most useful for the human population with amputated limb disabilities.

It would be a leap forward across the ages, a medical feat comparable to the discovery of penicillin.

Song Jiahao does not think this is a kind of arrogance, a groundless and illogical biomedical rhapsody.

Don't forget, the common belief was that mold was harmful to the human body. However, it was in this context that penicillin was developed. Although the process was tortuous and difficult, the great pioneers succeeded after all.

"I can win a Nobel Prize for this. I'm going to succeed, I'm ...... I could get everything I wanted......"

Song Jiahao's eyes released a feverish gaze.

He no longer thought about killing Chen Po.

On the contrary, he now feels that Chen Po is a ladder and a bridge, and it depends on whether he can cross the most critical step.

……

Yuheyuan is a private restaurant.

Although the location is not in the downtown area, it is very quiet. The décor is luxurious and spacious. Entering along the corridor, there is an architectural style of oriental classical gardens. There are pools and trickles between the pavilions, and the dry ponds, which are common in Japanese architecture, are dotted among the various plants. The color of flowers and plants changes with the seasons, and no matter what time you come, you will find a sense of quiet and elegant comfort in the middle of the city.

Wearing a black lace cut-out sundress, Wang Yilei sat at a table full of exquisite dishes, picked up chopsticks with delicate and smooth fingers, and carefully tasted her favorite dishes with indescribable elegance.

She loved this place and often came over to treat herself.

Of course, it won't be alone, but also one of my girlfriends.

If you have money, you have to enjoy it.

Although the concept of food for human beings is actually to relieve hunger and achieve satisfaction. But in the process of eating, there is also a world of difference between fine food and coarse food. Prices, ingredients, chefs, flavors...... The rich can splurge as much as they want, and a piece of bread is enough for the poor.

That's the difference, that's the identity.

A waitress in a black dress stood at the table, carefully waiting for the guests. He was young and very handsome. Even though the black coat blocks most of his body curves, he can still be seen by the high bulging muscles on his chest, which is definitely the standard figure of an athlete.

The red wine is more than 12 years old and has a mellow taste. Wang Yilei drank a few more glasses, her eyes were a little blurry, and her body felt slightly hot. She loved the place and the handsome and strong men surrounding her. Hahahaha...... Money is a good thing. Men can get more women with it, and women can get more men if they have money.

"Jingle bell!"

The phone rang.

Wang Yilei returned to reality from the confused fantasy of desire. She opened her purse and pulled out her phone. When she did this, she did not forget to make the most seductive body movements, and did not care that her entire chest could be condescendingly seen by the handsome male waiter standing next to her. The distance between the two men was so close that you could even hear the squeezed breathing coming from between the waiter's mouth and nose.

An unfamiliar number is displayed on the screen.

Wang Yilei frowned slightly, but still connected the phone, and said in a beautiful and somewhat drunk voice: "Hey, who is it?" ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and a hoarse and familiar response came: "It's me." You okay? ”

Qian Guangsheng's face with an obscene expression immediately flashed in Wang Yilei's mind.

Why is this guy again?

She instinctively startled, and then an incomparably angry flame burst out of her entire brain.

Obviously, the guy knew I wouldn't be answering his calls, so he changed his card.

"What's the matter? I'm busy. Wang Yilei glanced at her best friend on the other side of the table, lowered her voice, and her attitude was as cold as ice. She instinctively wanted to hang up the phone, but because there was someone next to her, it was inconvenient to use too harsh tone. In that case, in their eyes, their image may be greatly reduced.

"I, I want to meet you."

Qian Guangsheng's tone on the phone was very humble, almost pleading: "Just once." I, I really don't have any ill will towards you. I'm really sorry about what happened last time. I like you, and I don't want things to be like this. ”

The girlfriend across the table raised her head and looked at Wang Yilei with curious eyes. She was a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly said casually: "Let's talk about something later!" ”

This kind of prevarication language caused Qian Guangsheng to misunderstand. His voice suddenly raised, mixed with obvious surprise: "Where are you?" I'll come to you now! Actually, I didn't tell anyone about what happened in the park that night, just because I thought about your ......."

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Wang Yilei couldn't hold back anymore.

She regretted why she had that kind of relationship with Qian Guangsheng in the car that night.

That's when he threatened me. That test sheet was a lethal weapon in his hand. I really didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing, and I was afraid that Tan Rui would kick me away. It was really forced to let him do whatever he wanted.