Beams of light spilled onto the ruined laboratory.

From left to right, a metal ball filled with salt water, a clump of wires twisted after the device was removed, a cracked floor, and a tumbling centipede-like black-brown crack on the white wall.

The white glove glides against the crack.

Martin Brenner stretched out his hand to rub and feel from top to bottom.

Cold, coarse, distinctly grainy, covered with some sort of slime.

It doesn't feel like a hard rock wall, but meat or mushrooms that have been frozen for half an hour, fresh and elastic.

This rift, created by the eruption of 11 telekinesis, is alive.

The terrifying thought flashed through Martin's mind, and he looked at his watch and compass.

An even more terrifying scene came along, and they all went crazy uncontrollably and irregularly.

There is a strange and powerful magnetic field around the crack!

Martin's eyes behind his mask were full of amazement, and he leaned over to take a closer look inside the rift.

A dark, winding, rough passage covered with bark pointed to another dark and chaotic void that was invisible to the naked eye. He wanted to reach into the rift and inspect it, to explore the world on the other side.

But the fear of the unknown made him suppress his curiosity and withdraw his hand.

Martin turned around and commanded,

"Clean it up, cordon off the surrounding area, and test and record the data of the cracks every day."

A group of people wrapped tightly in white anti-epidemic clothing quickly pulled off the anti-epidemic cloth and sprayed aerosol into the surrounding air...

……

Martin detoxified himself in the isolation room, took off his epidemic prevention suit and changed back into a suit, combed his messy white hair back into a neat and spiritual shape with hair wax, and then entered the bright corridor, nodding to the white coats along the way from time to time.

Be in a good mood.

I went up a few floors and came to a wooden door at the end of the hallway.

Click—

The door opens.

Spread out on the bed with a floral blanket, the thin and petite girl curled up and crouched in the corner.

Hold your knees with your hands and bury your little face in your thighs.

Martin walked over and took her in his arms,

"You made a breakthrough yesterday as a reward... You can make a small wish. ”

Aspiration?

The word was full of beauty, erasing the horror and fear from 11's face, and her big eyes welled up with hope,

"I—Can I get out? I want to see the outside world. ”

A smile froze at the corner of Martin's mouth,

"In another wish, I let my friends at home play hide and seek with you, there is no child who doesn't love this game, as long as you play it, you must be fascinated."

"I don't want to play hide and seek... I want to go outside. 11 Not perceiving the change in the man, he held his little hands in front of his chest, and looked up with his thin chin and said, "I have seen in books that there are the sun and the moon, flowers and plants, children like me, kittens and dogs..."

"Little naughty, the books are all lies." Martin shook his head, reached out and nodded the tip of 11's nose, "The outside world is not as beautiful as at home, with me to give you food and clothing and delicious sweets, come, open your mouth." ”

Martin peeled off the candy and fed it to 11 with his own hands, touching her round head and continued,

"There are not so many good friends in the house who play with you and teach you to read and write, and there are bad people everywhere outside."

"Bad guys?"

"It's scarier than the 'it' you perceived last night, too many to count... They'll tear your limbs apart with their sharp teeth and nails," Martin squeezed her slender arm hard, "eating you bite by bite." ”

In the past, the little girl would be so scared to give up when she heard him say this.

But today, she gritted her teeth and stubbornly looked up into Martin's eyes, and her attitude was extremely resolute,

"Dad, I'm nine years old, I've never been out of the house, not once, please let me go out once, half an hour, a quarter of an hour. Maybe I'll be able to reclaim my lost memories and think of my mom and others. ”

The fair-skinned little face is still childish, but there is a tenacity in the eyes.

"You promise me this time, no matter how bad the experiment is, I will cooperate in the future."

"I'm sorry 11, I didn't mean to lock you up, I was protecting you," Martin said, touching her little face, "Think about what happened last night, a little 'it' scared you a lot, there are more bad things out there, it's too dangerous for you." ”

"You told me that last year when I was eight years old..."11 pouted aggrievedly, and as for the memories of the earlier eight years old, they were all lost long ago, "Your words don't count. ”

"I care about you day and night, take care of you, how much effort have I put in for you?" Martin pushed away the girl in his arms, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and made a disappointed and heartbroken expression, "You broke my heart with such mean words? ”

"No, you're torturing me!"

"Don't be willful, I'm training you."

"Liar!" 11 broke free of his hands and trotted to the corner, his back pressed against the wall, staring at the man warily.

She remembered that she had cried countless times, but every time she cried, she was only punished for worsening in the future, and she wanted to change the way she struggled.

Reminiscing about last night's fears.

Showing a mouthful of freshly grown baby teeth, he hissed like a fried kitten, and his eyes were fearful and fierce, "You just want to keep me in a cage all the time, and let me find someone for you, eavesdrop and find monsters, woo... You also forced me to kill the little rabbit, and you deliberately didn't let me out! ”

"Shut up, or someone will go into the little dark room."

"Liar!"

Bang!

11's roar was suppressed by a loud thud, the lights on the ceiling flickered erratically twice, the floor beneath his feet trembled at the same time, and the shrill sound of a jingling alarm bell could be heard outside the door.

A hint of horror flashed across Martin's face,

"Stop, 11, don't use abilities!"

"It's not me, I didn't do it!" 11The rebellion on his face turned into doubt, and then a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes,

"Stay still, I'll check on the situation and I'll be right back." Martin's face sank as he quickly pushed the door open and left the hallway, the red light of the warning flashed incessantly, shaking the temples with a tingle.

Martin hurried down the stairs, only to see the researchers in white coats stunned and listening to the alarm bell, panicked by the sound of the siren, shouting God to run to the other rooms on both sides of the corridor

In the stairwells on either side, a group of security guards in black bulletproof vests rushed to the first floor with guns and tense faces.

The entire laboratory building became a mess.

Martin realized that something was wrong.

"David, Felix, don't run around, go to the radio room and tell everyone to meet in the safe house upstairs." Martin viciously grabbed the collar of his colleague next to him and pushed it away, "Sinclair, bring 11 with you." ”

"Okay, Dr. Brenner, let's go!"

Soon, announcements in the hallways and various rooms began to broadcast emergency reminders.

Martin stormed the surveillance room.

The safety supervisor, who was as fat as a pig, was wiping the fine sweat on his face in front of the screen screen.

"What's the situation?"

"Crazy, all crazy, someone launched an attack on the laboratory and blew up our door directly... Kill Thord, them. The fat man maneuvered on the console for a while, quickly bringing up a few images.

The outermost security booth in the lab was littered with sawdust and bullet holes, and several guards who had been shot into a sieve collapsed inside and lost their breath.

The sturdy iron gate behind the security booth was blown up by explosives.

In the white smoke.

A row of cars rushed into the park with an overturned iron gate, quickly approaching the laboratory building.

Further back.

"Oh God!"

Martin, who was staring at the surveillance, had a solemn look in his eyes,

The high beams of the off-road vehicle illuminate the laboratory door.

A group of men with steel helmets, goggles, and breathing masks jumped out of the car, and rushed to the entrance of the hall with weapons and small steps, colliding head-on with the laboratory security team.

Ping Pong!

A fierce shootout broke out in an instant,

In the midst of the stormy gunfire, sparks erupted from the exterior walls of the laboratory and the cars used as shelters, and the glass of the cars exploded, and the debris flew into the air like crystals under the headlights of the cars.

The warring twins were still throwing grenades, smoke grenades, and flashbangs at each other, drawing parabolas one after another.

In the earth-shattering roar, dust, rubble, and fragmented flesh and blood were scattered all over the sky.

But the attackers clearly had the advantage of firepower, quickly pinning the security guards into the building behind the gate.

The situation was stalemate for less than half a minute.

The two attackers switched to large revolver-like grenade launchers and aimed at the floor tiles behind the entrance to the gate.

Pull the trigger in a row.

Bang!

Bang!

Grenades exploded, crimson flames erupted, and massive blasts swept through the hellish heat and sharp fragments as they swept toward the security guards hiding behind the walls of the hall.

In an instant, blood oozed from the seven holes, the skin was charred black, and the terrible holes in their bodies were broken.

Screams, wails, flesh and stumps flew everywhere, and a dozen lives were annihilated in the blink of an eye.

When the smoke dissipates.

With a grim wave of his hand, Yuri led the team swiftly and silently into the silent hall, past a charred corpse of minced meat.

When they found that the elevator had stopped running, they quickly climbed up the stairs to the left and right of the hall.

……

"Shet! Where did so many terrorists come from? Did the early warning satellites fail, and why weren't they warned in advance? ”

Martin in the monitoring room hammered the table and roared,

"I don't know, but some of the equipment suddenly failed. But doctor, you've seen it all, the lab can't stop it, what now? The fat man wiped the sweat from his face like rain,

"Has the elevator stopped?"

"It's early."

"Did you call for help?"

"The town police station, the police station next door, and the air base have all been contacted, but it will take at least half an hour to arrive."

Martin mused, "It's too late for the safe house in the basement, go to the safe house on the upper floor, the place has been specially reinforced to keep you alive." ”

The fat man immediately landed on the ground with both feet, and slid to the gate in a wheelchair.

Martin continued to stare at the screen with sweat on his forehead, and a security guard hiding at the top of the staircase cautiously turned around and shot him down the stairs, then shook his whole body, and the flesh on his forehead and neck was blurred.

He fell backwards and died, three gun-carrying thugs crossing his body with fierce expressions.

The same scene played out in countless corners of the building, the laboratory's defenses had been stable for too long, and all the arrangements were aimed at the superpowers, and in the face of a large number of elite soldiers and modern weapons, they almost collapsed at the touch of a button.

The situation is so bad that there is no hope of a turnaround.

Martin's face quickly turned whiter than his hair, and his eyes revealed strong reluctance and resentment, and the results he had just received were about to be lost before they could be consolidated.

But when he thought of that immature face and miraculous power, he forcibly suppressed the stirring emotions, as long as 11 is still there, there are infinite possibilities in the future!

Yes, 11!

He looked at the surveillance in room 11 with a surprised look in his eyes,

"Didn't you ask Sinclair to pick up 11? How is Rajiv? ”

in the monitoring screen.

A blonde hooked white lab coat lifted a syringe and plunged it into the back of 11's neck, and 11 instantly collapsed into his arms, and he carried him to the left down the stairs, away from the direction of the safe house.

"Fako! Traitors who eat inside and out! ”

Trembling with rage, Martin rushed out of the room with his gun raised.

……

A round of bright moonlight hung under the dark sky.

There was no light on the outer floor of the Hawkins Laboratory Building shrouded in moonlight, like a monster greedily opening its bloody mouth, but a blood-stained SUV passed over the crowd of cars and sent it into its mouth.

Dean jumped out of the car, with a white face, a large, tall nose, body armor and a helmet, and an AK47 in his hand, unobtrusive as he escaped an intruding thug.

"Looks like I'm not too late."

He burst into the first-floor hallway, past the severed remains on the floor.

Thoughts surged.

The body soared into the air and flew vertically towards the upper floors against the walls of the corridor.

At the same time, God's perspective radar scans the interior of the building.

Half of the security guards were turned into corpses lying in pools of blood, and the other half hid in various rooms playing an exciting game of "hide and seek" with the Sulian people.

But only a third of the enemy was killed.

"There is a huge disparity in strength, it is simply a one-sided slaughter, how can I fish in troubled waters?"

Another group of Suren people rummaged through boxes and cabinets next to each other to collect important data and materials and arrest researchers.

The final team entered the lab with the spherical sink and removed the green bag of C4 plastic explosives and pasted the massive crack in the wall.

"What are you doing, blowing up this crack?"

Dean couldn't figure out what they were doing it for, but now was not the time to think about it.

Go up.

Martin Brenner on the ninth floor nervously raised his pistol and stood guard at the staircase exit on the left.

On the same level, behind a steel door as smooth as a mirror, more than fifty researchers were hidden, their expressions uneasy, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in a pens.

This is their safe house, with a three-storey, solid steel gate and solid steel plates inside the walls on all sides, which together create an almost impregnable steel warehouse.

On the twelfth floor, a white coat was running downstairs with an unconscious little girl in her arms.

"Martin and 11 are there, which saves me a lot of effort."

At this time, Dean flew to the corridor on the fourth floor, his expression moved, and he ran up with his head buried on the ground.

The three Sulians were climbing up the stairs in front of them when they heard footsteps and turned to look.

Dean's deceptively identical outfit made them let their guard down and lowered their guns, but one of them, realizing that it seemed as if they had never seen the face before, furrowed their brows and looked at it again.

"Goodbye, comrade."

Di An'an sighed secretly.

A gust of wind swept through the hallway.

Shadows of the Past and Telekinesis rolled towards the guns in the trio's hands, twisting the muzzle of the gun to point at their teammates beside them.

In the next second, the three of them involuntarily pulled the trigger on their teammates, and then their limbs danced like an electric shock... A few flickering fires flickered in the gloomy corridor.

Gunshots, muffled grunts, popping bullets into flesh, and finally bullet-riddled bodies slid against the wall, pulling large patches of paint-like blood on the handrails of the stairs.

"You killed Jarvis... Mastery +5×3, Shooting Lv3 (215/400)

Dean stepped lightly over the corpse and continued to fly upward.

Next, he entered the monitoring room and destroyed the monitoring equipment to avoid leaving loopholes, and successively encountered a dozen heavily armed Sulians, all of whom had undergone rigorous military training and mastered a fairly high level of shooting and fighting skills.

If they were placed in an open area, if they realized that there was an enemy in their ranks, it would take a lot of effort to deal with them.

But in this narrow and dim corridor, under Dean's very bewildering costume, they didn't have time to react, they were attacked and severely injured by "Shadow" and telekinesis, and then let Dean take his life one by one.

Facts have once again verified that flesh and blood, in the face of unguardable superpowers, are as fragile as a piece of paper.

"You killed... Mastery +75, Shooting Lv3 (290/400)..."

Dean indulged in the pleasure of killing and improving his skills like riding a rocket, and under the stimulation of the rich smell of blood, his face turned sickly red, and some strange sounds faintly echoed in his mind.

"Midian's is a paradise for monsters!"

"Baffer has made a mark on you!"

"North, Athabasca!"

"Fako! Shut up! ”

Da-da-da-da!

"You killed Ostrovsky, the supernatural hunter activated, you draw 0.5 power, 14.2 power→14.7."

A muscular soldier with bullet holes in his eyes and forehead sat down on the stairs with his face full of reluctance, losing his breath.

Hiss –

Dean released the trigger and lowered the hot muzzle, feeling the bulging sensation of the muscles under his skin, his eyes uncertain,

"How come there is still a superpower, but is it so weak?"

He didn't even see the other party's ability, and this guy was shot in the head?

But now was not the time to think too much, Dean spurted a burning breath from his nose and continued to fly towards the upper floors.

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