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An hour has passed since the isolation building of the mountain forest was opened.

"Oh damn park management, don't they have the money to feed the dinosaurs?"

In a panicked, maddening scene, inside the hotel, a tourist in a suit and leather shoes yelled downstairs.

Dinosaurs, dinosaurs roaming the streets of the park.

They are everywhere, in swimming pools, in restaurants, next to shops, densely packed, I don't know how many types.

Knock, knock..

The tremors, the muffled rattle of the pads of flesh and the concrete floor under the soles of their feet, the wild running, the wandering, the curiosity and instinctive hunger, made them hunt the scattered crowd.

"Damn dinosaurs, now we're their toys!"

On the street, someone holds a table and chair against a small dinosaur in front of him, after all, he doesn't want to be a toy, let alone food.

"Where are the park guards, why don't they stop them?" A police officer who came for a tour was armed with a gun, followed by more than a dozen tourists in need of protection.

"When I get back alive, I must sue them!" A wealthy man, under the cover of several bodyguards beside him, is evacuating towards the hotel and other high-rise buildings.

"If you make it back alive."

Da, da..

The gun in his hand emitted a fire, and another dinosaur fell, and a white man laughed and joked, as if he wanted to release the heaviness in his heart.

But the screams around him, the sticky blood under his feet, and the stumps and flesh on the street made him wonder if he would survive today.

"If you don't survive, you'll be a pile of."

The sharp knife flashed, and the dinosaur that pounced on the white man fell with a wail, and the black man held a long knife from nowhere.

"Man, if I survive, I'm going to give you a lot of money." The white man said gratefully, but his eyes were fixed on the surroundings, and he took his wife and retreated step by step in the direction of the hotel.

"It's too early to say that."

The black man protected the white man left and right, and pointed to the restaurant next to him and said, "If we die, it's like them."

"Quack—"

The sound of chewing, the sound of bones being bitten off by a huge force.

The restaurant is no longer a place for humans to fill their stomachs, but a place for dinosaurs to eat.

Horror, like a bloody film that has been banned, opens the screen, and the real thing is shown in the park.

"It's a hellish sight."

In the hotel, tourists in suits have their eyes closed, and they can't bear to look at it.

"Luckily, we did what the managers did."

A tall lady hugged his arm and said, "Now we should pray for them and wait for the arrival of the army and the park rescue team."

"Let's hope they make it to that time." The tourist pulled down the curtains, and he was already hopeless.

After all, this is an isolated island, thousands of nautical miles from the mainland, and if the army wants to send people, it will take at least half a day.

And although the sense of smell of dinosaurs is not as developed as that of dogs, they can also find people who are hiding.

When that time comes, it is estimated that except for him and the people in the hotel or other high-rise buildings who can survive, the other people who can survive are obvious and unfound.

And the rescue team, they are very close.

Because they are a special team trained at their own expense within the park, they are formed to prevent some accidents from happening.

The number is not large, only a hundred, but the combat effectiveness is far more than a thousand-strong army on the right track.

A firearm with a high rate of fire, a powerful firearm, which, when firing, can easily penetrate a ten-centimeter steel plate.

Very hard, decompression body armor made of titanium alloy, which can withstand the penetration and impact of ordinary sniper rifles.

Taken together, it's like a fighting superman.

But in the same way, these high-tech, excellent and exquisite equipment add up to more than 200 catties.

But in this world where genetic research is advanced, those smart scientists have already invented enhancement potions.

Train, swallow, inject.

With the help of their growing physique, they can easily carry these killing weapons on their backs and fight for long periods of time with the help of their increasingly strong physique.

And now, these murder weapons are looking for something in a dense forest...

"Waste, these damn shit! How can I get my baby out! ”

With a manic roar, the boss's eyes were red, and he looked at the executive behind him and said angrily: "It doesn't matter how many other dinosaurs run out, but why would the tyrannical dragon leave his forest area?"

Originally, half an hour ago, they were still looking for Chen Peng and others.

But at that time, the boss suddenly received a message.

"Boss.. The people at the headquarters are all dead.. The isolation of the wooded area is all open, and there is. Your tyrannical dragon too.."

"Smack!"

Before the voice of the incoming call was finished, the boss smashed the expensive wireless communicator in his hand.

Anxious, worried.

The boss gave up looking for the damned hunters, and instead took all the rescue team members to find the tyrannical dragon that was gone.

"Those mobs, along with other inferior dinosaurs, could have harmed my treasure."

A few minutes ago, the owner hung up on the hotel's rescue call, and he didn't care how many people died and what would happen in the future.

He only wanted his tyrannosaurus to return to its own wooded area, taking only a small amount of damage.

After all, the tyrannical dragon consumed half of his assets and spent more than ten years of hard work to successfully breed various genetic fusion embryos...

"The perfect creature, the perfect predator... But today, it's missing.."

His heart was like a drop of blood, and the boss looked at the executive, his face gloomy as if it were a thick fog in the sky at this time.

"I guess you should give me an explanation."

"Boss.."

The executive lowered her head and clutched her clothes tightly in her hands, she was afraid, afraid that her boss would kill her.

But in the same way, she was also puzzled, wondering how the tyrannical dragon escaped.

After all, her office, that is, the monitoring room, was built in the forest area of the tyrannical dragon, and it could be regarded as being in charge of its isolation and feeding.

"But now it's running out, and I think if that person is not familiar with the operation, the instrument will automatically lock, and it won't be able to get out of anything."

Executives speculate, confused.

Just because of the instruments in the monitoring room, there will be a next unlock code when each command is given.

If you make a mistake, the interface will automatically lock and encrypt, and unless you have her key to restart the device, it is impossible for the Tyrannosaurus to open the quarantine building.

"But now it's like I've opened the quarantine building myself."

When the executive thought about it, when he looked up and saw the boss's face becoming more and more gloomy, he couldn't help but think of an ordinary figure.

"Could it be.."

"You still haven't found any trace of the Tyrannosaurus?"

A gruff voice sounded, the executive's thoughts were interrupted, and a rescue team leader walked over and asked the team members next to the executive.

"Without a captain, it adjusts its own infrared speech, and our equipment is of no use." The team put down the infrared tester in front of them.

"That's not easy, it's hard to find anything from the environment alone."

The captain looked around, touched his chin and thought about it, then looked at the boss next to him with a somewhat gloomy face and said, "Boss, it's hard to find anything here, we should go to the next forest area."