"Qin Lun Great Demon King, woo woo, Sister Hu Fei is dead...... Xiao Lian nervously hugged Qin Lun's neck and sobbed aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry! As soon as I am in danger, Joey will appear......" Qin Lun's eyes darkened, patted the back of the little beauty, and said in a low voice.

"Let's go, we're behind!" Seeing that Qin Lun was back to normal, Lin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the pressure on Joey's side was too great, and the string in his heart was about to break.

In the next few floors, the mixed team encountered several waves of zombies, but compared to the team of more than ten people, a small number of zombies did not cause the danger of blocking the passage. It's just that two more federal soldiers were killed and the prisoners were wounded.

After keeping up with the team, several people learned a lot about the mixed team in their intermittent conversations with Shemale Lily. The death row inmates who had escaped from the cell area were forced to the base's control hall by scattered zombies one after another after getting some knives and weapons in the cafeteria and other places, where they met the surviving base researchers and federal soldiers.

Originally, there were more than 50 people in this team, more than 20 federal soldiers, and more than a dozen scientific research personnel at the base, which was four times that of death row prisoners. With the exception of a handful of people hiding in the corners of the base, they have included the vast majority of survivors.

At the beginning, the federal soldiers were the largest group, but they had to take care of the weak base scientific researchers, and on the other hand, they were afraid of being infected by the zombie virus.

And the death row inmates themselves are fighting to survive, fighting zombies without fear of death, having no worries in hand-to-hand combat, and doing anything to survive. From the base control hall all the way to the safe passage, although everyone was injured, only a few people died, which in turn controlled the dwindling number of the federal side.

As time passed, the small team of survivors with only twelve or thirteen people left, finally entered the exit corridor of the base through the safety staircase. This corridor is about 7 meters wide and more than 30 meters long, and the ground is an automatic transmission guide, but now the transmission guide rail can no longer move.

The iron gate at the exit of the tunnel is more than ten centimeters thick, and it is unusually heavy. Although there are pulleys underneath, it is not easy to push it away.

After the team came out of the safety staircase, in the ground floor hall of the base at the other end of the corridor, there were already zombies noticing this side, and began to shuffle and slowly lean over. The area of the ground floor hall is huge, and there are almost hundreds of zombies, which is not at all for the prisoners who are injured by everyone to kill.

Only by pushing open the iron gate of the base can they have a glimmer of life.

After entering the exit passage, Qin Lun could no longer support it and sat down in the corner of the passage. He had lost too much blood, his face was snow-white, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his forehead.

"Great Demon King, how are you!" Xiaolian squatted in front of Qin Lun and asked worriedly.

"Don't get too far away from me!" Qin Lun glanced at the team of death row inmates who were scattered in the distance, and the atmosphere was a little weird, and said softly.

After speaking, he closed his eyes and recuperated and ignored Xiaolian no more.

At this point, the prisoners standing behind the last three Federation soldiers winked at each other, each smiling hideously. Quietly raised the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed the three federal soldiers in the waist.

"Ahh Three short screams rang out at the same time, and the federal soldiers collapsed to the ground with hatred on their faces, dragged by the prisoners and thrown to the other end of the corridor, blocking the front of the corpses.

During this time of fighting the zombies, the prisoners have discovered that these zombies are neither infected with the virus nor have the slightest intelligence, leaving only the instinct to eat. As long as there is "food" stored in the nearest place to them, they will even turn a blind eye to others in the distance.

The best way to stop them is not to fight, but to place a corpse in front of them, so that everyone else is safe until the food is eaten.

"Three corpses don't seem to be enough for hundreds of zombies!" A bald man with a fierce expression in the death row team showed a grim smile, "It's better to have a few wastes and make a little contribution to everyone." ”

The bald guy named Chekov was an ethnic Russian mafia boss and a serial murderer nicknamed "Chameleon".

Chekov was about two meters tall, weighed at least 240 pounds, and stood there like a wall. Although the muscles are not as well developed as the protégé Hansen, he is also well-defined, and he is not a crazy man. Compared to Lily, the thinnest shemale among the prisoners, it is simply the difference between a child and an adult.

Seeing that no one else responded, Chekov narrowed his eyes slightly, and tore the already tattered prison uniform on his body, revealing bruises and purple tattoos all over his upper body, which is also the source of his nickname "chameleon".

The Russian prisoner with a fleshy face looked at the others fiercely, and his gaze fell first on Lily, the smallest lady. Looking at Chekov's murderous eyes, Lily shivered and looked at his disciple Hansen beside him as if asking for help.

The protégé grinned, stepped forward quietly, blocked Lily behind him, and swept his cold gaze towards Chekov, the chameleon. The gaze of the two demons staggered a fierce spark in the air.

"Humph!" The horizontal flesh on Chekov's face twitched slightly, snorted coldly, and looked away.

Although there are many murderers in this death row team, there is still a difference between murderers and murderers. This distinction is mainly reflected in the danger of the Federation's assessment of murderers, which is also the measure of each murderer.

In terms of the number of killings, in this team of death row inmates, the disciple Hansen considers himself second, and I am afraid that no one dares to admit the first. After all, he was a mercenary, and when he was a Boy Scout, he was already full of blood, which is why the Federal District 91 imprisoned him at the top of the cell block.

As for the other murderer of the same level on the third floor of the cell area, it is Qin Lun, the "dissecter" Joey Foster. Qin Lun's situation was different from Han Sen's, although the number of people he killed was not very large among all the killers, but the danger assessed by the Federation was not inferior to that of his disciples.

The reason is that many of the targets of other serial killers are ordinary people. Since Qin Lun entered Handan Heavy Punishment Prison, most of the targets he killed were death row prisoners, and even some other famous serial killers.

The murderous name of "Dissecter" Joey Foster is a taboo among death row inmates, and it can be said that he is a murderer among murderers. This is also why after the shemale Lily recognized Qin Lun's identity at that time, she almost peed her pants in fright, and even her disciple Hansen was reluctant to walk with Qin Lun.

Realizing that he couldn't attack Lily, Chekov's fierce gaze swept around again, and finally focused his attention on Qin Lun and the others.

The Russian prisoner stared at Qin Lun's gaze, revealing a hint of jealousy, but when he saw the petite figure cowering beside the murderer, he finally grinned, smiled cruelly, and strode away.

Qin Lun, who closed his eyes and recuperated, he didn't dare to provoke, Lin Feng also changed into a prison uniform, and it didn't seem that he was seriously injured. However, the little beauty in the nurse's uniform seems to be the best target at the moment.

Although the little nurse shrank beside Qin Lun, Chekov was confident that the "dissecter", who was seriously injured and was already dying, should not care about the life and death of a little nurse in the base.

The Russian man stretched out a big hand of a pu fan, pinched Xiaolian's neck, and carried her in the air like a little chicken.

"Ahh Xiaolian kicked her feet in fear, but a pair of pink fists smashed on Chekov, like a dragonfly shaking a tree, which had no effect on the Russian man at all.

"Haha!" Chekov licked his lips excitedly, a hint of hideousness reflected in his eyes, and his hands were slightly strengthened.

Xiaolian's beautiful face was purple and swollen, her mouth was open like a dead fish, and her eyes slowly whitened, and she was about to be pinched to death by Chekov.

But at this time, Chekov suddenly saw that the faces of the prisoners in the distance on the opposite side changed slightly, and they all showed strange smiles, looking at him playfully, as if they were watching a good show.

The Russian man's heart was cold, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look back. Out of the corner of his eye, he immediately found that at some point, a ghost-like figure was standing silently behind him. The two bright blood spots in the pupils of the figure were like ghost fires that suddenly flashed in hell, staring at themselves quietly.

"You ......" Chekov was startled, and the horizontal flesh on his face twisted into a ball.

Seeing that Chekov had discovered him, Qin Lun suddenly showed a hideous smile, and his right hand behind his back waved violently.

"Poof!" A black lightning bolt seemed to pass through the corridor, and a black dagger shaped like a sharp scissor blade entered the left temple of the Russian man and came out of the right temple, piercing his bald head from left to right.

Chekov's distorted expression froze on his face, staring at Qin Lun's pair of bull's eyes slowly lost their brilliance, and his huge body fell straight to the ground with a "bang", stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Ahem!" Xiaolian, who broke free from Chekov's big hand, lay on the ground and coughed dryly.

Lin Feng peeked at Chekov's corpse with a pale face, and shrank into the corner of the wall with the little nurse in a friendly way. Regarding Qin Lun's violent murderous behavior just now, he had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

The red glow in Qin Lun's eyes quietly retreated, and he wiped the dagger on Chekov's body twice with an expressionless face, sat down in the corner again, and closed his eyes, but his heart stirred up turbulent waves.

At the moment when he killed Chekov just now, a cool breath flowed down the black dagger into his palm, and the egg-shaped pattern in the palm of his right hand that had been transformed from the "death list" actually jumped slightly.

When Qin Lun had an accident at the base, he once "saw" a simple tablet computer that stored the information of death row prisoners, that is, his "death list", fused with an orange-yellow Duoling crystal. At the time, he was just a little curious, and in the process of contacting him, the "death list" melted into the palm of his hand.

Now, stimulated by this cool breath, the "death list" seemed to wake up, emitting regular pulsations, as if there was another small heart in the palm of Qin Lun's hand.

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