"I finally saw a normal-looking police station. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at the three-story police station in front of him, which is rustic and incompatible with the surrounding small western-style buildings, this is what a police station should look like.

"One thing I have to admit is that wherever Ambrera has invested, the police system is not too corrupt, except for the chief, of course." Hank shrugged.

"I'm afraid that the test subject will run out and won't be able to control it, right?" Wen Qing glanced at the situation around the police station, and then his brows couldn't help frowning, "Something is wrong." ”

It stands to reason that when the zombie crisis broke out, the police station should be a hard-hit area, but the entrance of the police station in front of me was empty, and there was not even a police car or civilian vehicle, let alone any corpses or zombies wandering around.

"This place has a very nasty smell." MK23 beside Wen Qing covered his nose with a look of disgust, "Although it's very light, I can still smell it." ”

"An unpleasant smell?" Wen Qing turned her head to look at M4A1 suspiciously, and found that the other party was also frowning slightly, and at this time, the girl had already pulled the face towel around her neck to her nose.

It's weird, why can't I smell it?

"Put it on." Just as he was wondering why he couldn't smell what the maidens were saying, a heavy object suddenly slammed into his helmet.

“Fuck！ You won't ......" Wen Qing subconsciously turned around and wanted to scold Hank, but what came into view was a zombie face that was already extremely rotten.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, he was very sure that this zombie face was Hank, except for the face, it was exactly the same as that uncle's dress.

"Hallucinations?" Wen Qing couldn't help but close his eyes and shook his head, when he opened his eyes again, the zombie face suddenly turned into Hank's gas mask, and it was indeed a hallucination.

"What's wrong with you kid?" Looking at him as if he had seen a ghost, Hank couldn't help but feel unhappy.

"No, it's nothing...... Wen Qing picked up the gas mask that fell on the ground, took off the helmet and put it on his head, wondering, why did he hallucinate just now?

"Be careful, this place is a little weird."

Under Wen Qing's reminder, the leopard pushed open the iron gate of the garden in front of the police station building, and the gate that looked brand new without the slightest rust actually let out a creepy scream when it was pushed.

"What's that sound?" Wen Qing's eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"What's the sound?" Everyone turned their heads to look at him suspiciously, obviously there was only the sound of rain around.

"The sound of the door," Wen Qing pointed to the iron door that was pushed open by the leopard, "You didn't hear it?" ”

"There's no sound coming from there." Leopard looked up at the iron door held in her hand suspiciously, and she pushed and pulled back and forth a few times, but there was still no sound.

"Boy, show me your eyes!" Without waiting for Wen Qing to ask again, Hank in the back suddenly grabbed his shoulder and turned his body over.

Through the transparent lenses of his gas mask, Hank stared at Wen Qing's bewildered eyes.

"Damn, what are you doing!?"

Wen Qing was really a little scared, the gas mask of Hank in front of him kept changing its image in front of his eyes, one moment it was a bloody zombie face, and the other time it changed back to a gas mask with red lenses, what the hell is going on!?

"Pale green...... There are pale green spots on the whites of his eyes......" Hank kept repeating his findings in a whisper, as if he had seen them somewhere.

Raccoon City? Rockford Island? French Research Headquarters? Or Forrest Gump......

“Fuck！ Fear of toxins! You're poisoned! ”

Hank finally remembered that Wen Qing's current symptoms were exactly the same as those of the civilians infected by the fear toxin he had seen in Forrest Gump City, with strange pale green spots on the whites of his eyes.

It's just that the degree of Wen Qing's poisoning should not be deep, and the green spots on the whites of his eyes can't be found at all if you don't look carefully, and his performance is very different from other poisoned people.

"Poisoned!? What the hell are you talking about!? Wen Qing's face was inexplicable, how could he be poisoned when he was so good?

"Wait...... Fear of toxins!? His eyes widened, grass, this isn't what MK23 said was the nasty smell, was it!?

"Now what do you think my face looks like?" Hank gestured to his gas mask.

Looking at the zombie face blocked in front of his eyes, Wen Qing couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "Your current face is extremely chic, and it can represent your character very well......"

"Speak human words."

"It's just a zombie's face."

“Fuck！” Hank jerked Wen Qing's shoulder open, "He's poisoned!" ”

"How so? The chief didn't touch any food or water at all! "Hearing the news of Wen Qing's poisoning, several girls around him suddenly became anxious, the commander was actually poisoned under his own protection, how is this possible!?

"It's airborne, it has nothing to do with food or water!" Hank waved his hand irritably, "That 'nasty smell' you smell is poison gas!" ”

"What about you? Did you feel anything out of the ordinary? He looked at M4A1 and the others, who were also not wearing gas masks, and who were the first to smell the fear gas, so it was unlikely that they would not have been affected.

Several girls glanced at each other, and then shook their heads in unison, they are tactical weapons and not people, how can this kind of thing be effective.

"Do you know where to find the antidote?" M4A1 took a deep breath and forced herself to pretend to be calm, but her hands clenching her rifle betrayed her.

"I'm not researching viruses or engaging in intelligence, how can I know!" Hank shook his head, then looked at the pitch-black police station building in front of him, "But I know who made this thing, and besides, that guy is probably in the police station right now!" ”

"Excuse me,......" Hank's words had just fallen, and a hoarse and strange laugh suddenly came through two loudspeakers at the entrance of the police station, "Long time no see, Ambrera Company Death, last time I said goodbye to Forrest Gump, it's been a few years." ”

"I didn't expect you to come here to find information about the 'Silent Hill Project', right?" Hank looked up at the camera on the iron door, and he knew that the man was looking at him through this thing right now.

"Of course, since the last time I was put on a show by you, I have dreamed of revenge back, and I have ...... Let you taste the real fear, especially you! The hoarse voice sounded again, and finally turned into a hoarse roar.

"Death, Hank!"