Pang Shiyuan didn't go back to the room, and left the hotel directly with the Stygian Sword.

His movements were so obvious that anyone with a bit of a brain knew where he was going, and someone immediately followed.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, or to be curious, and even if they know that there is a war going on at the Guanhu Sanatorium and there may be danger, it is still difficult for people to suppress their curiosity.

On the way, Pang Shiyuan dialed Fan Lin's mobile phone again, and this time it was finally connected.

"Brother Pang?" It was Fan Lin's voice, and it seemed to be a little panting when she heard it.

Pang Shiyuan said: "Brother Fan, it's me, Pang Shiyuan." Yesterday I practiced, and I didn't hear my phone ringing, I'm really sorry. How's it going on over there? ”

"Brother Lao Pang is worried. The war is coming to an end here, and the sanatorium is almost disarmed. Things sounded quite smooth, but Fan Lin's voice was a little low and not excited.

Pang Shiyuan thought of the photos of the fierce battle he had seen before, so he thought of a possibility and asked, "What about the casualties?" ”

Fan Lin said: "Brother Bian died on the spot. Three others were seriously injured, two of whom could be permanently disabled. ”

Pang Shiyuan galloped all the way.

On the way, he was stopped twice by the martial law military police, but Fan Lin said hello, and finally arrived at the Guanhu Sanatorium, which had been blocked.

But the cars behind him didn't have such treatment, and they were all stopped on the road.

Pang Shiyuan had never seen the original luxury of the sanatorium, and what he saw was a mess after the war.

Everywhere there are crumbling houses and fortifications, and traces of guns and cannons can be seen everywhere. There is also a large number of uniforms dealing with post-war matters, especially corpses.

In the face of this devastation, there are also a large number of broken corpses. The faces of these military and police officers who lived in peacetime were not very good. Pang Shiyuan saw that a policeman seemed to have just vomited, but he was still retching.

He was seen breaking into the clubhouse. The military policemen looked at him and lost interest.

Although Pang Shiyuan's clothes obviously did not meet the requirements of martial law, since he could wear this clothes to enter the clubhouse, it was not something that they needed to care about.

Pang Shiyuan's attention was not on these military police, he was analyzing how this mess was caused.

Looking at the collapsed buildings and fortifications, some of them seem to have been destroyed by people with fists, kicks, and weapons, and some of them have collapsed and collapsed by magic.

Look at the dead people, some were buried alive, and some were killed by magic. There are also those who die under weapons, fists and feet. Others, which seem to be fratricidal - probably also by magic.

Pang Shiyuan walked all the way, and he could hear those military policemen also guessing about the various ways of death of these corpses. While the military and police were speculating, they were also amazed, admired, and even terrified of the power of the dreamer.

A fortification like the Guanhu Sanatorium, even if the special forces attack with heavy weapons, may not be more effective than the dreamer.

Pang Shiyuan also had a new understanding of the combat power of the Dream Giver, and the Dream Giver seemed to have the power to directly confront the small army and directly attack the fortifications.

When Pang Shiyuan found Fan Lin. He was in He Tian's hospital room.

Obviously, Fan Lin and they are settling accounts after the autumn.

It just made him feel a little strange that the ward was unexpectedly quiet, and there was no denunciation. There was no punishment, no begging for mercy, and it was eerily quiet.

Pang Shiyuan didn't know what was going on in the ward. But that didn't stop him from feeling weird.

As soon as he walked into the ward, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. But everyone just nodded and said hello, and then looked in the direction of the hospital bed again.

Pang Shiyuan separated the crowd. finally saw He Tian on the hospital bed, and finally knew that everyone's reaction was so weird.

Without the expensive pure wool blanket to cover it, He Tian's body was completely exposed to everyone's gaze. Below the skull, there was barely any sign of a humanoid figure visible on his body.

I don't know if it's the fur, or the terrible surface of the scales; strange flesh that seems to be rotting, but is wriggling; It seems to be a mammalian limb, and it seems to be a reptilian torso and limb, making it impossible to believe that this is a human body.

In the face of such an inhuman monster, even if everyone present can be called well-informed, they are so shocked that they lose their words.

Finally, someone spoke, it was a woman, and her voice was full of disgust: "What kind of monster is this!?" ”

Monster, sure enough, is the most suitable name for He Tian at this moment.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then someone said: "It looks like a genetic mutation in movies and television." ”

"I think it's like a G virus infection." Someone else came up with a new idea.

This new idea made Pang Shiyuan unconsciously think of the T virus and the new T virus after combining with Reiki.

Tang Xinwen said that the new T virus has spread into the air and is spreading indefinitely, and no one knows what course the T virus has spread to, nor what the final consequences will be.

However, thinking about the information related to the T virus, Pang Shiyuan felt that maybe this He Tian was a victim of the new T virus.

He Tian is a dying old man, and his resistance must be extremely poor.

When other people's body immunity was still quietly tugging at the T virus, He Tian had been defeated by the T virus, and this became like this.

This thought made Pang Shiyuan feel uneasy, and he felt that the outbreak of the new T virus was probably not far away.

The dreamers commented on the monster-like He Tian with disgust, completely ignoring He Tian's feelings.

He Tian wanted to ask for mercy, but unfortunately he didn't even have the ability to speak after the medical equipment was unplugged. He couldn't do anything but breathe.

But his desire to survive was still so strong, his expression begging for mercy, and his wriggling flesh and blood, let people know that he wanted to live.

However, the dreamers who paid a huge price could have kept him alive. Besides, what qualifications does He Tian have to survive at this time.

When Pang Shiyuan and Fan Lin came out of the ward together, there was a fire burning in the ward.

"Just for the extravagant hope of surviving such a monster who is not a person and a ghost, how many people have lost their lives. For this reason, he also paid for the lives of the Bian brothers. "Fan Lin is in a bad mood.

Pang Shiyuan didn't feel anything special, just comforted him dryly.

After all, it wasn't his friends who died. And he also thinks that it is normal for a person to do whatever it takes to survive.

Saying goodbye to Fan Lin and them, Pang Shiyuan didn't want to stay in Qianzhou anymore.

Seeing the signs of the new T-virus, he is now bent on going home.

His villa is full of aura, but he is not sure that he can resist the invasion of the T virus!

If he doesn't sit in charge himself, he always has no bottom in his heart. (To be continued......)