Inside the grey walls is another descending staircase, which folds down to the hospital's basement. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was dark all around, faintly through the image-like walls, and behind the three of them came the miserable howls peculiar to mutants.

Zhang Chen and the others no longer hesitated, materialized a flashlight with blood utensils, and groped their way down the handrail of the stairs.

"This stereoscopic image is stunning! The three of us leaned in front of it and looked at it for a long time, but we didn't see it. This guy ...... I didn't expect Dr. Wei to have such a means. If it weren't for Zhang Chen reaching out and touching it, we wouldn't have thought of finding the potion in our lives! Zhao Boyuan muttered quietly while flashlight, and couldn't help but be afraid for a while when he thought about it carefully.

The elevator mission on this floor mentions that they are required to bring the intact BTM-037 into the return elevator, and without genetic medicine, even if they return to the elevator alive, they will be automatically wiped out by the system.

"I think it should be Dr. Wei's means of protecting the genetic medicine, as for the device for projecting images, it is estimated that it is set up in an imperceptible place, and it is quite advanced projection equipment, which looks too realistic!" Zhang Chen also thought slightly, "Now, I just don't know if Norton knows about the existence of the secret passage, just imagine, dozens of mutants of unknown origin, plus a mysterious person who is one step ahead of us, and if there is only this entrance and exit here, at that time, whether we can get the potion or not, it is undoubtedly impossible to get out of the way." ”

After listening to Zhang Chen's analysis, the faces of the other two became ugly. The staircase continued to stretch, and the light around them became fainter and fainter, until at last the three of them could only see a small part of the space illuminated by the flashlight.

"Your mother blew up, why is it getting darker and darker the further you go down, fat man, I'm so cautious!" After walking for a while, Liu Weiqiang couldn't help but complain, seeing his timid character, Zhao Boyuan deliberately cleared his throat and suddenly turned off the flashlight.

"Fuck, why is it dark, Zhao Boyuan, your uncle, turn on the flashlight." Liu Weiqiang was suddenly furious, and stood there stupidly motionless.

"Call my brother."

"Oh my brother, hurry up, it's time to fall ...... in a while"

However, before the words could be inverted, the entire staircase up and down suddenly became bright, and the three of them were startled by this sudden scene.

"Someone pulled the main gate, it should be the one who attacked the fat man, we need to speed up." As soon as he finished speaking, all three of them realized the seriousness of the situation and began to speed down the stairs.

After stepping through countless staircases, the group reached the entrance to the laboratory at the end of the staircase. The strong light coming from inside made them all a little uncomfortable. As far as the eye can see, the laboratory the size of half a playground is filled with all kinds of chemicals and all kinds of glass instruments used for experiments. In the center of the laboratory, there are a large number of storage cabinets and glass containers containing strange specimens, which look like classic scenes from some science fiction movies.

"Tut-tut....worthy of the doctor's laboratory, it's almost time to catch up with our company's warehouse for hoarding express delivery." Zhao Boyuan's voice was full of admiration, and then he slowly came to Liu Weiqiang's side with the materialized Desert Eagle, and said with a smile: "Since someone has called me brother, then I have to settle some things for him." As he spoke, he stepped into the new tiled floor and yelled at the empty laboratory:

"Cat and mouse can stop, my friend!"

No one responded, and only Zhao Boyuan's playful echo was in the empty laboratory. Zhang Chen and Liu Weiqiang also raised their guns, and the three of them moved towards the inside of the laboratory in an encirclement.

Passing past a rusty dark gray cabinet, Zhang Chen noticed the dense glass containers in front of him, similar to the vessels they had encountered in the elevator world on the 49th floor that held live zombies. It's just that now the objects inside have been replaced by normal humans, and they **** their bodies and fall into a deep coma.

Suddenly, Liu Weiqiang screamed not far away. Zhang Chen ran a few steps, and saw a sturdy figure standing behind Liu Weiqiang, who was struggling to move, the muzzle of the black hole was against his temple, Zhao Boyuan came one step ahead of him, and also picked up the pistol, aiming at the overlapping part of the heads of the two.

In the chaos, Zhang Chen saw the person's appearance clearly, and it was the hot-tempered shopkeeper uncle who had entertained them at the bar. At this time, he was like the characteristics shown in the bar, calm and majestic, with coldness in his eyes.

"Your mother blew up, sneak attack me while the fat man is not paying attention, you have the ability....you have the ability to put the gun down, let... Let's go head-to-head. Although he was a little afraid of the cold barrel outside his temple, Liu Weiqiang still said unrealistic words.

The middle-aged uncle was still expressionless, and after a while, his eyes looked at Zhao Chen and the others over Liu Weiqiang, who was blocking in front of him, and said tentatively but confidently:

"German agents? I really don't understand what your intelligence agencies think, and they would find people of other nationalities to do things for themselves. There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"You CIA are, you're very well-informed, when did you find out who we are?" A playful smile flashed on Zhang Chen's face, staring at the other party's every move. From the moment this sturdy uncle appeared, he had almost determined the identity of the other party. The ease with which to reveal the identity of a Norton American is at least doubtful enough.

Zhao Boyuan beside him looked incredulous.

A hint of surprise flashed out of the corner of his eye, and the CIA member in black casual clothes suddenly burst out laughing, "Yes, young man, there are two moments, that Norton guy didn't look at the wrong person......"

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning, you're all going to die here!" The uncle suddenly raised his pistol like lightning and pulled the trigger violently in the direction of Zhang Chen and the others.

The "bang, bang, bang" bullet was deftly dodged by the two of them, hitting the glass container behind them, one of which was forcefully pierced by the bullet, and the transparent liquid inside flowed out. Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded in the entire basement, and the **** man who was broken slowly opened his blood-red eyes at this moment, and stood up supporting his deformed body.

"Damn it!" The CIA agent saw that the **** person's body gradually began to show a series of changes similar to virus infection, the skin was chapped, and the color changed from healthy wheat to lifeless black, and secretly said that it was not good, and he no longer cared about Liu Weiqiang, who was a hostage in his hand, turned around and ran towards the exit of the laboratory.

"Stop!" Zhao Boyuan saw that the culprit was about to escape, and chased him out.

As the first mutant was completely transformed, the glass containers rose as if they had received orders, and the transparent glass lids rose upward, exposing the sleeping mutants to the fresh air. In less than two minutes, the quiet laboratory seemed to have become a human purgatory, Zhang Chen came to Liu Weiqiang's side, and the two of them looked at the black oppressive shadows in front of them that were comparable to the number of mutants in the factory before, and they both became nervous, and their bodies unconsciously retreated to the rear.

When the two of them almost faded to the vicinity of the laboratory table where chemicals were piled up, Zhang Chen Sisi waited for the front to climb over the collapsed cabinet and approach the charred mutant step by step, two blood weapons quickly appeared on the chest, fused, and slowly, a beautifully shaped blood-colored Gatling machine gun was set up on the experimental table.

Zhang Chen's heart is dripping blood! This machine gun really costs blood, and he can't afford to spend that amazing amount of bullets until he has to......

"Damn, Captain, your mom blew up, that's cool!" Liu Weiqiang looked enviously at the extended rotating barrel of the Gatling gun, and for a while, materialized an AK-47 assault rifle.

At this moment, the mutants suddenly increased the speed of their movements, and one by one they let out a hungry wolf-like wail, or standing, or crawling over the obstacles, and the fierce light in their blood-colored pupils flashed, compared to the mutants in Norton's hands, the mutants in this laboratory seemed to be more fierce and pure.......

Zhang Chen didn't dare to hesitate at all, and held the butt of the heavy machine gun with both hands, which was much heavier than he imagined. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, until the round wheel tube of Gatling, which symbolized the suppression of fire, began to slowly turn, and the powerful roar like a burst small grenade accompanied by a dazzling tongue of fire, the large-caliber bullets swept all the nearest mutants, and suddenly, blood splattered, and the unlucky ghosts who walked in the front were beaten into a sieve.

Just as Zhang Chen frantically manipulated Gatling to enjoy the strange pleasure of killing mutants, the corpses of the mutants he killed began to permeate bright red liquid, each one the size of a fist, and after they formed in the air, they drilled into Zhang Chen's body in the direction of the bullet's flight.

"It's a blood weapon, a slot, a whole blood weapon!" The fat man almost fainted with excitement when he saw that killing a mutant actually exploded a whole blood weapon, and without saying a word, he hurriedly pulled the bolt of the AK in his hand, and suddenly shot wildly at the mutant in front of him.

Zhang Chen was so focused on aiming at the mutant on the opposite side that he didn't notice that those fist-sized blood weapons were quietly burrowing into his body......

During this period, many mutants who reacted quickly used the surrounding cover and obstacles to skillfully dodge the fire suppression of Zhang Chen and the others, but although their movements became more and more agile and their strength was not bad, they were finally carried out by the force of the oncoming bullet three or four meters away from the moment they swooped at them less than five meters away from the two.

In this way, the offensive and defensive battle of the undangerous position lasted for about ten minutes, until the charred corpse of the last mutant fell, and Zhang Chen could no longer remember how many bullets he had fired.

Feeling the hands that were shocked by the recoil of the machine gun, Zhang Chen suddenly woke up. Damn, I'm going to lose my family now, and all these bullets are going to consume blood weapons.......

As everyone knows, if he started to investigate the total amount of blood stored in his body at this moment, he would regret why he didn't make a cannon grenade or something of a large-scale offensive weapon just now.