The gate had been blocked, and they had to go through the side door and other security exits.

NPCs from other floors also kept gathering, and in the corridors that extended in all directions, Song Qi couldn't tell where to go.

"Where?" Fang Touming asked her breathlessly, caught a glimpse of the woodcutter in Song Qi's hand, and swallowed his saliva.

The woodcutter had mottled blood stains on it, and it looked like it had seen blood.

"I don't know." Song Qi looked at the NPCs who were already approaching.

Anyway, they are all humanoids, and if they want to cut down, the psychological level is really a little sad.

Fang Touming saw Song Qi's concerns, in fact, it was not only Song Qi like this, but also other players with weapons in their hands.

Just blindly dodging or not directly killing them, this is killing for them.

The former player who beat his chest and stuttered his feet was getting closer and closer to them, and Song Qi took a deep breath, what should she do?

In fact, the best way is to kill all the way, and Song Qi knows it in his heart.

"What's there to struggle with." Wind Yin laughed and took out his hammer and slammed it into the man's head.

Red and white bloomed in front of Song Qi.

"Gross-"

There were people vomiting behind him, and Song Qi was also a little nauseated.

Feng Yin didn't care about the blood stains on his body, and wiped his face with clean clothes.

"How simple." He smiled, like a madman.

Fang Touming looked at him with frightened eyes, he wouldn't lose his temper like those people, he couldn't vomit, but it wasn't much better.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Fang Tou asked him in a hoarse voice.

Feng Yin shook off his recovery certificate, "Of course it's human." ”

He looked at the men's expressions with pleasure.

The recovery certificate can confirm his identity as a player, but Fang Touming is still wary of him.

This wind groan, it's really crazy, and when you say it, you will shoot it.

Song Qi slowed down, walked past the broken head and continued to walk forward.

The other players who had vomited wiped their mouths and hurriedly followed.

The slower player looks back and sees 3043.

3043 tilted his head in confusion, as if wondering why they were running, and slowly reached out.

"I'm a little mushroom, porphy!"

On the run, they could not see the spores attached to them.

The entire hospital was filled with paranoid patients, far more than they had seen in the activity center before.

If they're a little weaker, they can just break through, but if they're the kind of big beast that fantasizes about themselves, it's a bit tricky.

Except for the shot just now, Feng Yin has been looking at them with a smile from behind.

His golden finger makes it impossible for these NPCs to detect him, and he seems to be more relaxed and enjoyable than the others who run away nervously.

While everyone was running, Zhang Lian, who had disappeared, took a special elevator to the basement floor.

There are quite a few samples here, all soaked in liquid.

Standing in the middle of these specimens was an old man with gray hair.

"Dean." Zhang Lin walked over respectfully.

"Scrap! It's all scrap! The dean's face was angry, and he looked back at Zhang Lian, "It's such a mess above, how did you manage it?" ”

Zhang Xiao immediately pleaded guilty, "It's my mismanagement that caused the trouble, but it's just a good time to check how that batch of finished products is." ”

The dean snorted and didn't say anything.

"These waste products and semi-finished products are disgusting!" The dean looked at the pile of patients soaked in the jar and frowned in disgust.

(End of chapter)