On the top of Jiang Ze's head, there were several notches in the black cap.

A wisp of blood slipped from his forehead and fell to the floor.

The glass bottles on the table in front of me had all turned into crumbs.

Broken glass shards all over the floor reflected a bright brilliance in the light.

Mr. Ding was somewhat sure that the guy in front of him was indeed from the surface.

How can a person who is not genetically optimized for bones grow such hard bones?

"Do you think your head is hard or my bottles are hard?"

The answer is obvious, but Dante always wants to ask this slightly naïve guy in front of him.

Accustomed to the appearance of those people on the surface crying and begging for mercy, Mr. Ding suddenly showed a trace of interest and appreciation for this calm and humble young man.

A drop of blood slid to his brow, Jiang Ze waved his hand to wipe it away, and that honest smile appeared on his face again.

"I'd love to say that my head is hard, but then you're going to hit me again, so I'll just admit that your bottle is very hard, and it hurts my head when you hit it!"

Mr. Ding choked on a puff of cigarette in his lungs, coughed incessantly, and a puff of smoke erupted from his nostrils.

"Haha, interesting, interesting! I like you boy! ”

"Look, you also smiled, indicating that your anger has also disappeared, so do you want to tell me about Wen Yihe's current situation!"

Mr. Ding looked left and right and smiled, "You coaxed me to be happy, but you haven't knelt down yet, if you kneel, I'll let him go!" I like to see the people on the surface kneel before me!! ”

The room suddenly fell into silence, and the eyes of several people looked at Jiang Ze playfully.

It's like looking at a provocative dying mouse in a cage.

Jiang Ze's handcuffed hands slowly clenched into fists, and gradually let go.

In front of him, Wen Yihe was shaken and crying bitterly when he was pressed to the ground by the peacekeeping police.

Although that face was full of fear, it was still persuading himself not to be exposed...

"Get on your knees!" The two people beside Mr. Ding raised their feet at the same time and kicked Jiang Ze's leg fiercely.

Jiang Ze stumbled to the ground, his entire ribcage smashed to the floor, and his handcuffed hands stretched out in front of him.

In the shadow of the cap, the eyes danced faintly with fire.

It burns like a blazing fire, bursts like a flame.

It's just that this fire is well hidden, and no one can see it.

"Really stubborn!" One of them said viciously, "Mr. Ding, Xu Ren caused us to catch one less mouse, let's use his son as medicine!" ”

Mr. Ding took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled a large cloud of smoke, "Yes, use more targets before separation, and find as many antibodies as possible." Take it with you! ”

Jiang Ze slowly raised his head and looked at Mr. Ding, "What about Wen Yihe?!" ”

With a frown, Mr. Ding pressed the cigarette butt on the table, "You speak to me in a commanding tone again!" ”

Mr. Ding stood up with his chair, a body of fat flowing back from the chair, and then looked at Jiang Ze condescendingly, but he only managed to look at him at eye level.

"Cut out his tongue!"

A person next to him immediately jumped out, clasped his hands and said, "I'm coming, I'm coming!" With that, he bent down and picked up the bottle on the floor.

The ring-shaped bottle has sharp bumps that fall like canine teeth.

The man squatted beside Jiang Ze and pinched Jiang Ze's mouth hard, revealing a row of neat teeth.

Jiang Ze's expression was calm, and his tone became more and more cold, "Let Wen Yihe go!" ”

The man stopped the glass bottle in his hand, "Wen Yihe died early!" ”

"Dead?!" Jiang Ze's expression froze, and his heart sank suddenly.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears.

Wen Yihe is dead?

How could that gentle, timid and kind guy be associated with the word death?

Pictures flickered in his mind, and Jiang Ze's eyes were dull and trance-like.

The thin figure, the pale face, became distant and blurred for a moment.

Without Wen Yihe, I'm afraid that he has been captured by the surface people now, or has he become a corpse, right?

Wen Yihe, you said that you would go to the surface together, why did you die?

"Haha, I love to see this heartbroken expression!"

The voice in his ears gradually became clear, and Jiang Ze saw the arrogant face in front of him.

Jiang Ze slowly straightened his hands.

Several people were stunned for a moment, looking at the pair of handcuffs in Jiang Ze's hand in confusion.

It is a special titanium-manganese alloy, which is hard and tough, and can lift the weight of thousands of catties without deformation.

Jiang Ze's wrist flicked, and the alloy handcuffs broke from the middle.

Jiang Ze slowly stood up with his hands on the ground and kicked off the slippers on his feet.

"Killing pays for life, who killed Wen Yihe?"

Seeing this, the two heavily armed men behind Jiang Ze raised their guns in panic and pointed at Jiang Ze.

"Bang !!"

Jiang Ze kicked his left leg back, hitting a person in the chest, and this person flew straight out and smashed into the wall behind him.

Jiang Ze turned around and grabbed the muzzle of the other person's gun and pulled it hard.

The man's body was pulled off the ground and flew forward.

Jiang Ze knocked his elbow on the man.

"Wow!"

It was the sound of a broken spine.

"Bang!"

The man's body slammed into the ground again, and a pool of blood flowed out of the ground.

The sudden change plunged the room into silence.

The smell of blood began to fill the air.

"Smack!"

The glass bottle in the hand of the man in front of Jiang Ze fell to the ground.

"Mom!" The man screamed and turned his head and ran, stepped on the glass shards on the ground and slipped to the ground, knocking the glass shards on his face, and immediately bleeding from his face.

Mr. Ding took two sharp steps back, stumbled in his seat, and struggled to sit up again.

Jiang Ze raised his leg and kicked hard, and the man on the ground flew out screaming and hit the wall and lost his breath.

In the shadows of the cap, the eyes danced with monstrous fire, but the immature face was calm on the surface of the lake.

A person next to Mr. Ding woke up from fear and hurriedly ran to the entrance.

Jiang Ze raised his leg and kicked the table, and the table galloped past, and the edge of the table cut into the man's back.

Before he could scream, the man slammed into the wall along with the table, and his body bent ninety degrees.

A puddle of blood spread out on the table and fell to the ground in a tick.

Mr. Ding was terrified, struggling to sit up, but he fell to the ground, the back of his head hit the ground and he didn't care about crying out in pain, kicked off the chair and crawled to the door in panic.

Jiang Ze approached step by step.

Mr. Ding crawled forward step by step.

Ding's head was covered with fine sweat, and his body couldn't stop shaking, and his fat body rolled over the glass slag on the ground, leaving blood marks.

Mr. Ding climbed to the door, but found that the door was stuck by the table next to it.

On the table was a corpse with a horrible face.

Mr. Ding looked back.

In the backlight, there is a tall silhouette.

The head of the silhouette is a pair of red eyes and a row of miserable white teeth.

"What about the corpses?" Jiang Ze's voice was a little erratic, as if it came from a distant thorn place.

"I don't know, don't kill me, what am I... I don't know, Wen, Wen Yihe was captured by those two guys, I, I, I didn't see anyone! Mr. Ding shuddered.

Jiang Ze slowly approached, and Mr. Ding kept grabbing the handle and shaking it.

"What about the corpses?"

The fat on Mr. Ding's face squeezed together, and he said, "I really don't know, you, the third-floor factory, yes, you go to the third-floor factory to find it!" ”

Jiang Ze reached out and grabbed Mr. Ding's head and smashed it against the door.

One, two, three...

The iron door slammed.

"Smack!" Mr. Ding's head shattered on the door, and the red and white flowed into Jiang Ze's hand.

The T-shirt on his body was also splattered with blood.

Jiang Ze heard movement outside the door, and the sound of chaotic footsteps and shouts rang out.

Wen Yihe said that the weapon called the gun underground is huge, and it is a hole in the body.

These people must be holding this kind of weapon!

Jiang Ze erected the table next to the door in front of him and unscrewed the doorknob.

Outside, heavily armed people were holding guns and pointing nervously at this side.

Jiang Ze pushed the table, moved forward, and walked out of the house.

"Shooting !!" One shouted.

"Da Da Da" The muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and one by one the bullets hit the alloy table, forming holes and ejecting away.

Jiang Ze bent down and pushed the tabletop, feeling the vibration transmitted by the tabletop.

This weapon is also very powerful, and with such a dense attack, I'm afraid that even the three top masters will be killed quickly.

Jiang Ze thought of those strong masters of the Great Yi Kingdom, and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

These people are really weak compared to those people!

Jiang Ze kicked on the alloy table.

Like a page of paper and a hammer, the alloy table flew away lightly and slammed into the crowd.

Immediately, the crowd fell in response, and chaos broke out.

Jiang Ze jumped up and rushed into the crowd, using his hands and feet together, and soon none of these people were standing, rolling around on the ground and wailing.

Jiang Ze grabbed one person and walked forward.

Soon a few more people rushed out, Jiang Ze threw the people in his hands and knocked down those people...

The elevator doors on the third floor slowly opened.

Another rain of bullets poured in.

Jiang Ze pushed the table and rushed out and crashed into the crowd.

The crowd outside the elevator suddenly turned on their backs, and the blood flowed to the ground...

Jiang Ze walked out of the elevator hall and walked forward, only to see only a wide alloy door in front of him.

Jiang Ze raised his leg and kicked it, and the gate shook, and a shallow pit was sunken, but he didn't move.

Jiang Ze grabbed a wheezing and wailing person from the crowd behind him and threw it in front of the door.

"Open!"

The man got up trembling and got up with a blue nose and swollen face, and took out a card from his body and pasted it on the sensor next to the door.

"Rumble"

The door slowly opened, revealing a passage draped with curtains.

Jiang Ze walked in, and the front and back doors were immediately closed in the passage.

A gust of wind blew Jiang Ze violently, and Jiang Ze reached out to catch the cap in the air.

After a few seconds, the door to the passage reopened.

Jiang Ze walked out.

It's a large space filled with machines that hum and hum.

The entire space was filled with red light, which was dark and terrifying.

Jiang Ze walked forward, past rows of machines with flashing yellow-green lights.

Soon three people wrapped in their bodies appeared in front of them, and they were seen holding transparent round tubes in their hands, through the only hole in their faces, and their expressions were focused on manipulating what they were holding in their hands.

Jiang Ze walked over quickly, and the sound of footsteps alarmed the people.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why did you come in without wearing a quarantine suit?! Get out of here! Someone jumped up and shouted at Jiang Ze with an excited expression.

Jiang Ze grabbed the man's head and threw it on the machine behind him.

"Bang"

The man hit the machine and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

The men put down what they were holding in surprise and stood up.

"Where is Wen Yihe?"

"What Wen Yihe?" Someone made an urn sound and the urn airway.

"The person who was caught downstairs" Jiang Ze's face was buried in a cap, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The two men looked at each other and slowly stepped back.

Jiang Ze walked briskly.

The two men turned and fled.

Jiang Ze grabbed the arms of the two with an arrow step, twisted his backhand, and the two knelt on the ground and shouted in pain.

"Where is Wen Yihe?" Jiang Ze's voice was like coming from an ice cellar, cold and emotionless.

"In, in, you, you go to the medicine pool, take a look!" One of them bared his teeth in pain and shouted indistinctly.

The transparency of the mask was suddenly blurred by the mist.

"Where?"

"Before, in front, ah..." Jiang Ze broke this person's arm with force, let go of his hand, and walked forward.

After passing through a few more rows of machines, the front suddenly opened up.

Transparent round tubes half a meter wide are arranged in an array in front of them.

The shadows of the round pipes are more than some slender shadows,

The tube shrank underneath, followed by some thin tubes, twisted and buried into the base.

In dim light.

The tubes reflected a dark red glow, and there was an indescribable mystery in the soft buzzing sound.

Jiang Ze walked forward quickly.

Da Jiang Ze stepped on the smooth floor with his bare feet and made a soft sound.

Jiang Ze looked around, the medicine pool, where is the medicine pool?

It wasn't until he passed a transparent round pipe that Jiang Ze turned his head to look.

Through the dim red light, Jiang Ze saw that the transparent pipe was filled with dark green and semi-permeable liquid.

Inside the liquid was a dark shadow, which floated slightly with the liquid.

Jiang Ze brought his face closer.

The shadow turned slowly.

A miserable white face!

The eyes are round!

Jiang Ze was stunned and took two steps back.

This, what is this?!

In my ears was the humming sound of the machine.

The whole dimly lit space was eerily quiet by the sound.

Jiang Ze even heard his own breathing and heartbeat.

Jiang Ze slowly approached again.

Inside the transparent glass pipes is a little girl of five or six years old.

Her body was half-curled, exposed in a translucent liquid.

The hair is constantly floating upwards with the movement of the fluid.

Jiang Ze's breathing was a little heavy, and a cool breath spread from the soles of his feet all over his body, and then gathered on the top of his head, making his hair almost stand on end.

It's people! It's a child!

Jiang Ze quickly ran to the round tube next to him to look.

But it's a little boy, with the same terrifying face, and he can't be blinded.

Jiang Ze threw himself in front of a round pipe again, still a child...

Jiang Ze frantically ran over to look at them one by one, but found that almost all of the hundreds of round pipes were children, and very few of them were older.

Jiang Ze's eyes were torn.

It's a child! It's a living life!

Tears welled up in Jiang Ze's eyes.

The nasal cavity is choked with a strong acid and cannot breathe.

Jiang Ze bent down, covered his heart, and kept gasping for breath.

But there was not a breath of air in the dimly lit space that allowed him to breathe.

Jiang Ze finally knew what the two people downstairs were talking about making medicine.

I also understand what the person Lao Xu saved in the alley yesterday!

Wen Yihe is afraid that it will be the same!

Jiang Ze slowly straightened up.

Fire gushed out from the mouth of the heart, circling wildly along the meridians of one hundred and eighty sizes.

Blazing, painful, resentful!!