The young little baby was lying on the ground convulsively, the expression on her face was extremely painful, and her mouth kept flowing sticky saliva.

Her bones seemed to melt, and her body was twisted and deformed to unimaginable proportions.

The people around who watched the excitement didn't know what was going on, and they were afraid of harming the pond fish, so they hugged their heads and ran as far as they could.

People who come here to look for flowers and ask willows don't want to cause trouble in a place like Feng Laiyi. Being in the limelight in such a place is like giving birth to Seocho in front of the door, even if it is a good thing, it is better not to happen.

One by one, they scrambled to flee from Feng Laiyi. Whatever it is, no one wants to wade into such troubled waters.

There are only a few of them, and they want to stay and see what is going on here.

The girls and servants in Fenglaiyi, although no one escaped from Fenglaiyi, if they left Fenglaiyi, there would be nowhere else to go. But they all stood far away, for fear that this unexplained fight would affect themselves.

These guys have guns in their hands, and if they accidentally get injured, it will be a big loss. Not only do you have to suffer, but you can't pick up customers during the period of recuperation, so how much money you have to lose, how much money you have to lose, how to calculate this account is not cost-effective.

Everyone hurriedly ran down the corridor to the downstairs.

Kafka saw that the girl lying in the corridor struggling was very strange, and he also pulled Dai Yueyue up from the ground, took her into his arms and slowly retreated.

Dai Yueyue asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with her?" What did the guy inject him? ”

"I don't know, I don't think it's going to be a good thing. You've seen that guy's horrible face, he's a horrible biochemist. So it's better to set this girl on fire, or she's likely to turn into a monster. Kafka shook his head as he stepped back.

"Monster!" Dai Yueyue didn't understand it even more.

Frank Mill had planned to find something to tie up Fraser first, but when he heard Kafka and Dai Yueyue talking, he turned his head to look at the girl lying on the ground.

Just this glance made Frank Mimir suddenly have the same opinion as Kafka. If you don't get rid of this girl right away, I don't know if she'll become a guy like Blok in the blink of an eye.

If Zhukov and Fraser really have the ability to turn Blok into the monster that appeared in the Gulagri, then they can also easily turn the people here into that disgusting monster.

Without saying a word, Franky Mill raised the M900 pistol in his hand and aimed it at the girl lying on the ground, firing three shots in a row from her bulging abdomen.

And that's not all, just in case, Frankmir followed suit and shot the girl in the head and heart.

He didn't care what this girl would become, it would definitely not be a good thing. He only hoped that before this woman turned into a monster, he would completely deal with her, so as not to cause further trouble.

After being shot several times, the girl quickly lay motionless on the ground.

Seeing that everything had calmed down, at this time, Sister Yao, who came out of nowhere, chirped and shouted: "Oops! What the hell is going on, my house! How could such a nice room collapse by itself? Uncle! You can't, just leave it alone! It's not easy for me to earn a few small dollars, it's all the girls' hard-earned money! ”

"Alright, alright, alright. Don't grind for me, uncle, I'm a bright person, here are two silver tickets of two hundred taels, are you enough to buy these things again? Kafka asked dismissively.

"Ahh Thank you, uncle, thank you, enough! Naturally enough! Sister Yao snatched the silver ticket from Kafka's hand without delay, swayed the bewitching willow waist, and said with a smile on her face.

She knew that this Kafka was an old straw bale with a lot of money, and as soon as she entered the door, she gave ten taels of gold, followed by a silver ticket of two hundred taels. How can there be such a bright nouveau riche on weekdays, if he doesn't make money, he doesn't make money, this is Feng Laiyi's way of doing business.

Kafka and Frankimir always had an indescribable antipathy for this Yao sister, even though her appearance was far stronger than many girls in this Fenglaiyi. I dare not say that she is a peerless beauty, but she can also be regarded as a city and a country. Even compared with Dai Yueyue, who is more than 20 years younger than her, Sister Yao is not inferior at all, if the two are the same age, I am afraid that Dai Yueyue is still a little worse than Sister Yao.

Ten years ago, this Sister Yao was also an Oiran, and many ** talents were fascinated. The years are urging people, prosperity is fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, this Sister Yao is already over forty years old, even if she is well maintained, she still can't hide the erosion of the years.

Kafka and Franky Mire were looking up and down, looking at Sister Yao who saw Qian with an open eye.

The girl who had been completely killed by Frankimir just now, and her twisted and deformed body was constantly melting without being noticed.

Everyone thought she was dead and could not possibly pose any more danger. However, they were all wrong, and things were far from being as simple as they had expected.

The girl's body melted quickly before she knew it, and at last only a large piece of bright red flesh remained, like fresh meat on the shelves of a butcher shop.

Immediately after that, the meat began to expand extremely much, growing in size at an alarming rate, instantly attracting the attention of others.

The blood-drenched flesh quickly fissioned, and as the cell tissue continued to divide and multiply, new body organs gradually appeared in the bright red flesh.

When this strange change was noticed, the blood-red flesh flowing with viscous liquid was almost waist-high.

"Oh my God!" Sister Yao, who was facing the piece of meat, said in horror.

From her panicked dull gaze, Kafka and Frankimir saw an inexplicable danger.

They turned back suddenly, momentarily stunned by what they saw.

"What the fuck is this?" Kafka couldn't believe his eyes.

"This thing won't turn into that monster in the Gulagri!" Frankie Mill was also a little panicked.

He thinks he's in enough trouble, can't he stop messing with him?

"I don't want to see that again, there's no 'Andreas's Saw' you love here. If that's it, how are we going to clean it up? Kafka asked, with a glazed gaze.

They turned their heads and wanted to ask Sister Yao if there were any things in this Fenglaiyi that could be used to make weapons. Although they knew that there was little hope for such a thing, after all, it was the only way they could think of it at the moment.

However, at this time, Sister Yao had already gone far away, and her kung fu in oiling the soles of her feet could also be regarded as first-class.

"Yiru, quickly take this Yueyue girl away, and leave it to us to deal with it here." Frankimir said to Yiru beside him.

"Yes, you go first, it may be dangerous here, just leave it to us to deal with!" Kafka said, patting his fat belly and slowly buttoning his clothes.

"Okay, okay, then you have to be careful." As he spoke, he grabbed Yue Yue's wrist and ran down the corridor with the crowd of people who had fled around him.

"I thought, let's run away too! Do you know what to do with this weird guy? Kafka asked, somewhat uncertain.

Frankimir raised the M900 pistol in his hand and fired two shots at the expanding ball of flesh, and although the bullet hit the ball, blood flowed out of the flesh. However, the bullet was quickly engulfed by the ball of flesh and did not seem to have played a noticeable role.

"I think you're right, we should go." Frankie Mire said to Kafka.

They all know very well that time is running out for them.

If they don't hurry up and escape, what will happen soon will be something they can't expect. They didn't have time to think about Fraser fainting, though they were eager to learn from Fraser where Zhukov was.

Unfortunately, if they don't seize the last time to slip away at this moment, then they may be the next to fall.

Even if they were racing against the clock as much as they could, it still seemed a little too late. The huge ball of flesh quickly approached them, and in the cracked cracks in the flesh, two muscular claws clung tightly to Kafka and Frankimir's ankles.

Talon has a lot of arm strength, which is obviously not something that an ordinary girl can do, and it is clear that this is a monster, not a woman.

Kafka and Frankimir are not thin and weak white-faced scholars, and their strength can be said to be much greater than that of ordinary people.

Kafka's size symbolizes his strength, and Frankimir is not the same.

It's a pity that these two strong men can't break free from the claws of the monster. Frankimir turned around, pressed the M900 pistol in his hand against the bright red meat ball, pulled the trigger and shot all the remaining bullets in the M900 magazine.

This attack seems to have had a certain effect. The thick claws threw Frankimir out, and the huge impact made Frankimir fly straight to the end of the corridor.

With a loud metal thud, Frankimir felt like the world was spinning upside down. At this moment, Frankimir's situation is comparable to that of Fraser, who was thrown by him before, and it is not much better.

If he said that he was merciful to his subordinates because of unknown reasons before, at this moment, the claws of this monster are not merciful at all.

Frank Mire struggled to move away, the mess of things pressing down on him, and the massive steel walls, trying to get himself on his feet.

At this time, Kafka, who was grabbed by the ankle, was kicking the monster's thick claws with his other foot, trying to kick the monster's claws away.

I don't want him to be thrown out by the monster too, it's just that the direction is a little wrong.

Kafka didn't fly towards Frankimir, but jumped straight downstairs.

The height of the two floors between the two floors of Fenglaiyi is fully five meters, which was not originally designed for residents, but the production workshop of the arsenal. In order to accommodate large production facilities, the natural floor height cannot be designed to be very low.

In the process of renovation before the opening of Fenglaiyi, it also mainly focused on the partition and decoration of these workshops, and did not fundamentally change the original structure of the arsenal. Such a special architectural pattern and military style not only did not affect Feng Laiyi's business, but made Feng Laiyi's business very good.

Those dignitaries and nobles who are accustomed to living in high doors and wide courtyards, where have they ever lived in such a dilapidated and messy arsenal. However, it is these discarded steel and iron bones that make Feng Laiyi full of unique style. It arouses even more human beings' most instinctive desire to conquer, and shows the perfect combination of strength and passion.

In response to the phrase aging, the noblest purity and the most vulgar depravity always have the same perfect seduction.