Chapter Seventy-Seven: You're All Little Rats
Chang'an into the night.
At the door of an Internet café, Huang Quan walked out with his waist stretched.
Suddenly, a message rang on the phone.
"Lin Xiao: Gather in the evening and return to the headquarters of the Supervision Palace."
Huang Quan smiled slightly, and replied casually: "OK." ”
Looking at the dark streets and alleys, Huang Quan lit a cigarette and stood unhurriedly on the side of the road to stop the taxi.
To tell the truth, when Chang'an is at night, the lights are banned in the whole city, the street lights are turned off, and you can't see your fingers, and those who dare to run a taxi at night are absolutely ruthless.
Waiting and waiting, the cold wind gradually cooled, Huang Quan wrapped his long windbreaker tightly, and at this moment, in the depths of the street, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared.
Huang Quan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Too late to react.
He saw a group of strange black shadows like fierce tigers attacking.
In the dim streets, blood was splashed everywhere, and muffled humming continued.
Eventually, Huang Quan was broken and his hands and feet were broken, and he was stuffed into a sack by a group of black shadows with their backs on their backs, and the night wind blew and disappeared, except for a few discarded volumes of newspapers messed up in the wind.
……
At the same time.
In the southern suburbs of Chang'an, Qin Zha and Sun Sheng had just walked out of a combat power test hall, followed by Mo Feng.
"Brother Mo, I have to say, your strength is too perverted." Qin Zha smiled and quipped: "Don't you see, when you smashed the boxing machine with one punch, the boss's face was shocked, and he could almost stuff a whole durian in his mouth." ”
Mo Feng nodded with a cold face.
Michael's potions were already erasing his emotions.
Suddenly, Sun Sheng, who was at the front, stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"There is a situation."
Sun Sheng squinted at the dimly lit street.
In all directions, black shadows moved, and strange black shadows with their backs slowly appeared, with scarlet eyes and slender arms, like a humanoid spider.
Hiss!
A heart-rending hum rang out.
The scene was instantaneous, chaotic!
In the end, Mo Feng was drenched in blood, and with another humanoid spider being bombarded, he was finally exhausted, and like Qin Zha and Sun Sheng, he fell in a pool of blood on the street.
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A pair of golden leather shoes stepped out of a pool of blood, his cold and handsome face, like a knife and an axe, covered his nose with a pink handkerchief, three points of disgust, seven points of disgust: "More than twenty genetic warriors died in battle, fuck, are these potions awakened people so perverted?" ”
I looked at the pool of blood all over the ground.
The man in the golden leather shoes waved his hand.
"Take them all away, don't kill them, you want to live."
In the dark streets, the man in the golden leather shoes looked into the distance.
"There's only one left, right?"
"Little mouse, hide it obediently......"
………
After sending a message to Huang Quan and the others.
Lin Xiao sat on the side of the road, boredly playing with the lighter.
"Why is it so slow?"
Anyway, it's boring, Lin Xiao summed up the recent changes by the way.
"Immunity to all types of damage is up to the lieutenant colonel level."
"There's also a new cell-level pain immunity."
"Only low-temperature immunity is still at zero degrees Celsius."
Lin Xiao frowned slightly.
During this time, he also thought about the various types of immunity.
The natural elements are basically high and low temperatures.
High-temperature immunity has not yet been developed, and low-temperature immunity has always been zero degrees Celsius.
If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid that if someone throws it into the furnace or throws it into the freezer, then it will be cold directly.
And the external damage is nothing more than guns, knives, fists and feet, and sharp weapons penetrating, but as long as the damage does not reach the colonel level, Lin Xiao is basically completely immune, and there is no need to worry about it for the time being.
Suddenly, a piercing brake sound interrupted Lin Xiao's train of thought.
"Huh?" Lin Xiao frowned.
The dim streets in front of you.
Under his gaze, a dense black shadow slowly appeared.
Countless pairs of blood-red eyes were staring at him!
……
"Boss, mission accomplished."
"But Lin Xiao and Mo Feng are more difficult to deal with, and our genetic weapons have lost thirty."
On the top floor of Chang'an Hongyuan Group, Li Junyuan gradually smiled: "Good job, take them all to the experimental base and deal with them by the crazy old man." ”
"Okay boss."
A group of black suits carrying five sacks walked into the Hongyuan Building, and the elevator button pressed was minus 13 floors!
You must know that ordinary buildings are at most minus three floors, but the underground of Chang'an Hongyuan has 13 floors, which is under the nose of the Chang'an Military Department, and an underground dynasty is dug out!
When Lin Xiao woke up again.
Feeling weak.
It's like being injected with an anesthetic.
He looked at the clean ceiling and tried to struggle, but he couldn't even move his eyes.
And at this moment, beside him, Huang Quan and the others were also tied to the experimental tables, all covered in blood and unconscious.
Lin Xiao closed his eyes, and his mind was full of the fighting scene before he fell unconscious.
The spider-like monsters kept rushing out from all corners.
With all his immunity, he has always stood tall, and he can even turn his head to suppress those monsters.
But in the end, he fell into a coma for no apparent reason.
Now that I think about it, it should be a sniper.
Behind the monsters, there are snipers!
The bullets loaded by those snipers are most likely narcotic, otherwise they would not have been inexplicably unconscious.
Just as Lin Xiao was recalling, heavy footsteps sounded.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's five little mice this time?"
At the door of the laboratory, a crazy old man with scribbled white hair, dragging a mechanical prosthetic, limped in, staring at Lin Xiao and the others and drooling.
"Yellow Springs?"
"Phew, how can a little mouse have a name of his own?"
The crazy old man pasted a card on the door of Huang Quan's head, and the card was engraved with the number three.
"Little Mouse Three."
The crazy old man smiled.
Paste cards to Qin Zha, Mo Feng, and Sun Sheng in turn.
When he pasted the card to Mo Feng, the crazy old man was still amazed: "Hey, hey, this is Michael's Potions Awakener?" It's really better to see than to hear, this arm and this leg, it looks very unraveling, no wonder it can make so many genetic weapons die......"
Hearing this, Lin Xiao suddenly realized that the group of monsters besieging him should have been created by this madman.
Wait a minute......
Lunatic?
Biochemical genes?
Lin Xiao always had a sense of déjà vu.
Syllable!
Suddenly, a card engraved with the number 1 was pasted on Lin Xiao's head.
He suddenly came back to his senses, his pupils constricted.
I saw that the crazy old man stretched out his whole face in front of Lin Xiao, it was like the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose, and Lin Xiao could smell the pungent smell of chemical agents on the crazy old man's body.
"Hey, hey, hey......"
The crazy old man stared at Lin Xiao for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
"You little mouse, ran away with my other little mouse."
"But why don't you take care of her for me?"
"I'm still thinking...... Find her again! ”
The crazy old man suddenly let out a heart-rending roar.
"Why?"
"Why don't you take a fancy to her?"
"Do you have to let her go back to the orphanage?"
Airplanes!
Lin Xiao's head exploded.
This is the crazy old man Yang Yao said!?