'Ding・・When・・'

The swaying sound of dripping, the dim light, the people groping in the dark, faint a ray of lonely back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Along a narrow passage, Twelve Hates walked in the dark direction step by step, and he didn't know how long time had passed, maybe a few minutes, or a few hours, in short, he himself felt that he had walked for a long time.

At this time, he was extremely weak, because he had consumed too much yuan power, and he had to stop and rest for a while almost every time he walked.

The dark and gloomy passage was filled with the stench of disinfectant mixed with rotting corpses, and in addition, it was empty, revealing the silence of death and fear, always giving people the feeling that something could happen at any time.

Twelve hated a confused face, because he didn't know which way to walk, so he was at a loss, but despite this, he still kept moving forward, adhering to his own intuition and constantly looking for the departing people, suddenly, a slight light at the end of the passage appeared in front of his eyes, and vaguely seemed to hear someone's weight-bearing breathing?

'Is this,... ’

Twelve hated to speed up the walking step, while carefully guarding the front, while quickly thinking about the front, he couldn't help but rule out that it was the breathing of a certain zombie!!

As he got closer, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and he noticed that scattered corpses appeared on the ground from time to time, and there were not many warheads on the corpses, all of which were zombies, but they were all zombies whose heads had been blown off by bullets.

‘！！ It looks like there's been a small battle here, but it looks like it's them? They must have left from here' With the clue, Twelve's eyes immediately changed from dazed and distracted to clear and thorough.

'Listening to the breathing sound just now, it looks like someone is injured in front of me, I have to go over and take a look!!' As he spoke, the Twelve Hates walked faster, a few breaths, but saw that he was already close to the place where the breath sounded from.

From afar, he saw the situation clearly, and his heart trembled, and he said to himself, 'It seems that something must have happened to them'

What appeared in front of her was Wren's crippled body, and there was no one around, only Wren, the woman who looked heroic and hated against, at this time, she was lying miserably at the end of the passage alone, her whole body was full of flesh and blood that had been scratched by zombies, one of her hands and one foot was gone, covered in blood, hideous wounds, a face that was still beautiful before had long since ceased to exist at this time, it was completely disfigured, and the broken face showed a trace of flesh and blood vessels inside, Bright red tender meat, as well as hollow eyeballs and the bridge of the nose.

Step by step, Twelve Hate carefully walked in front of her, he was a little unbearable, frowned, didn't know what to say, at this time, Wren was already dying, the ground she was leaning on was full of flowing blood and internal organs, her own, there were also zombies, surrounded by a circle of zombie corpses, and the combat uniform was dyed scarlet.

Indifferent eyes, twelve hateful faces looked at each other expressionlessly, "It seems that you are more unlucky than me・・・・・

"Ahem, heh, heh" Wren glanced at the twelve hates, smiled and coughed up a mouthful of blood from her mouth, originally she thought it would be a zombie, but when the other party walked in, she found that it was the twelve hatreds, and suddenly, the only hand holding the gun let go, "Yes, it's quite unlucky, hehe..." At this time, she could only laugh, and she couldn't even make the expression she should have, and even if she did, it was quite a terrifying expression, because her face had been scratched and she was never the same again.

'What the hell is going on?' Frowning, Twelve asked with a cold face.

"Heh, heh, what, we were surrounded by a large number of zombies, after a battle, we were scattered, and then..." Wren blinked his eyes in pain, his mouth was full of blood, and he didn't pass out with a breath, of course, she herself may know, or she will faint, and she may never wake up again.

"So, where are they now...," Twelve asked, nodding.

"Ahem, cough, hurry, go, follow this road・・・・・・・ keep going ・・・・・・ pass ・・・・・ a laboratory・・・・・ where they are・・・・・ be careful・・・・・ there are a lot of ・・・・・・ zombies・・・・・ ' seemed to be about to hold on, Wren began to cough violently, and intermittently said the direction where Matthew and the others were.

Seeing her face full of pain and unwillingness, Twelve hated to see a trace of sympathy in her heart, and couldn't help but comfortingly say, "How is your ・・・・・・・・・・ and do you have any last words, tell me, I'll help you finish it..."

"Ahem... I'm going to die, right?" Wren said weakly.

'Yes...' Twelve Hates are silent.

Hearing the other party say this, Wren smiled, "Heh, actually, I knew that I was infected after being bitten before, so don't worry, even if I don't get hurt so badly, I may turn into a zombie, so it's good... cough cough, I can't support it, how long has it been・・・・・・・・・・・・ Just like that, Wren's voice became smaller and smaller, and then it was even quieter than the voice of a mosquito."

Suddenly, as if it was a return to the light, she grabbed the leg of Twelve's hateful trousers, and said in her throat, "Protect them, you must send them out safely・・・・・ Before she finished speaking, she froze there directly, and there was no movement, ...

'Special side plot trigger, protect Matthew, Alice, Matt, leave the hive safely, complete, reward a B-level side plot, 5000 bonus points, note, 2000 reward points for each person who dies'

After a long time, the twelve hates came back to their senses from the daze just now, and then he straightened his face, slowly stood up from the ground, covered his eyes with one hand for Wren's corpse, and said without the slightest emotion, "Well, don't worry, you, go with peace of mind, everything will be with me in the back" said, he no longer rambling, directly left the corpse, ran towards the front of the passage, and left with some regret and helplessness.

The so-called Lord God had already given him a hint, yes, just protect the three of Matthew and leave safely.

With the direction of Wren's guidance, the twelve hated feet did not stop, and ran towards the so-called laboratory like crazy, paying attention to the situation around him while running, there were zombie corpses everywhere on all sides, and when he ran away, a large pool of blood flowed on the ground.

There is nothing wrong with it, it is this road, and if you follow this road, you will definitely find them.

The Twelve Hates were calm and secretly analyzed.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

In a short time, the Twelve Haters had already arrived at the door of the laboratory, only to see that the door was a cloud of gunsmoke, and there was a mess passing by, and the mutilated corpses of zombies and mercenaries were everywhere.

Twelve hated his face was calm, turned his head to look, and was stunned in his heart, 'Is it too late?'

In fact, it's not just that he's late, he may have missed the battle between Matthew and the others, looking at the traces in the laboratory, the other party seems to have left a long time ago, except for the corpses of the mercenaries he also recognized, the others may have left a long time ago.

Hey, what should have happened is still happening, almost all the mercenaries around are dead here, JD, the female medics, and Kaplan, Twelve Hates saw their bodies, JD was scratched through the heart and nailed to a wall, and died namelessly, Kaplan was smashed into a headless corpse, Twelve Hates vaguely recognized her from the iron box she was holding, the worst was the female medic soldier, what was it called, Twelve Hates didn't remember, she was torn straight through the middle of her belly, and her chest was almost split in two, And the organs and internal organs in her body are gone, presumably gnawed clean by these man-eating monsters.

Watching them die in such a painful way, the scene in front of him suddenly evoked the memory of the twelve hatreds before, and he still remembered that the female mercenary had greeted him and praised him for his extraordinary skills.

"I'm sorry, it's too late..." lowered his head, the twelve hated silently closed his eyes, but his heart was turbulent, yes, he thought that these people might die, but he didn't expect that the end would be so miserable, pardon and kill people is not a nod to the ground, he Jianjun Twelve Hates has not killed people before, on the contrary, he has killed a lot, but most of them are evil villains, those people are not sorry to die, that is they should die, for this reason many people in the rivers and lakes know his methods.

And these mercenaries, although he doesn't know what bad things they have done before, but in such a short period of time, it seems that they are not bad people, even if they deserve to die, they are not so miserable, they! , but they're all ordinary people!

A trace of moral chivalry kept tormenting the nerves of the twelve, making him have a splitting headache, he was already a chivalrous man, and when he saw such a scene, he was also stunned.

However, fortunately, looking at the traces of the fierce fight at the scene, it seems that the remaining three people have successfully escaped, and then they just need to find them.

In fact, his willpower was already strong, and he soon woke up from the unbearable picture, and later did not look at them again, and searched for the traces of the battle.

It didn't take long for him to see the answer.

It's an elevator!!

A large number of corpses piled up on both sides of the elevator, blocking an entire elevator door, almost so that he didn't notice it.

'I'll push the corpse away and take a look...' nodded, and the Twelve Haters thought about it before proceeding.