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At this moment, a dense crowd of nurses and patients, already crowded the corridor, desperately stretched out their hands and pounced.

"Kill!"

After killing all the machine spirits, now these walking corpses are just waiting for leisure, Ji Lun instinctively felt that this 415 ward was very problematic, and when he encountered interception, he was immediately furious.

It's not every time you encounter a problem, this time, Ji Lun just waved it, and the halberd had already turned into a cold light, just cutting on the three patients in front of him, making a faint "sonorous" sound.

Black blood splashed, turned into several pieces, without the slightest hesitation, Ji Lun took a vertical step, and the halberd stabbed a nurse in the chest, and then stirred it violently, the nurse's body trembled, black blood splashed, and fell out.

"Hmph, it's strengthened. ”

When I first came out of the ward, I had a premonition that they would get stronger and stronger, and now it has been proven, but at this time, how can my strength increase several times?

The action, simply and neatly, kills four in an instant.

Feeling the ejaculation of black blood, Ji Lun wanted to continue to pounce, but keenly felt that the nurse opposite hesitated.

This suddenly made Ji Lun stunned, and he couldn't help but think: "Why, they haven't become walking dead, they haven't lost all their thinking, and they are afraid." ”

"And the patients seem to be of a lower rank, they don't have much consciousness left. ”

But just thinking about it, the red light flashed in the eyes of the sudden nurse, and suddenly several nurses roared, and the patient jumped up.

"Kill!" For the beast that only has instinct, you don't need to use your brain to kill, the short halberd goes, black blood splashes, and the patients fall one by one.

After killing all of these, an arrow rushed up, Ji Lun was a halberd against a nurse, the scalpel in the female nurse's hand flew out like a toy, and then the halberd slashed, and a deep blood mark appeared at the center of the nurse's eyebrows, black blood splattered, and the whole person hit the wall and slowly fell.

Another female nurse pounced from Ji Lun's side, Ji Lun's waist exerted force, just one kick, and kicked in the lower abdomen, the female nurse kicked out directly, Ji Lun pounced directly and slashed down.

In a moment, the entire corridor was in shambles, full of corpses, and Ji Lun gasped and looked around, and no one could move.

"Where's Ward 415?"

"I searched for the corridor room, and it was over when I got to Ward 412. ”

Just as he was thinking, there was a "boom", the stone wall opened, the sealed corridor was opened, and an area appeared......

"Huh?"

The corridor was quiet and foggy.

At intervals, there is a lamp, and the old clean utensils, portals, and corridors are immersed in dim light, and there are walls and doors at the end of the corridor, no windows, and there are signs of the intensive care ward, combination locks, and the doors are closed.

"It's familiar, it's the area where I woke up at the beginning, the intensive care room. ”

"Huh!"

After entering a few meters, I suddenly heard laughter and singing, in all fairness, this laughter and singing were normal, it seemed to be made by a little boy, but in this environment, Ji Lun was startled and clenched his halberd.

"It turned out to be a ward!"

Unlike other combination locks, where the door is closed, the door of this room is ajar.

"Three baby pigs, three baby pigs, with a happy home...... Mother Pig Loves Pig Doll ......" A little boy in the room, singing nursery rhymes.

"It's you!" Guillen stopped and looked at the little boy, who seemed to be completely unaware of Guillon's arrival, and knelt on the paper and drew with sharpened colored pencils—a very large piece of paper, made up of many parts of the paper, which filled the entire floor of the room, filling the room with all the details of people, objects, colors, light, darkness, and so on.

The techniques used are very skillful, flat painting method, color stacking method, gradient method, but there is no need to sketch the sketch at all, directly after drawing countless familiar and flowing, first make the skin yellow of the background color of the character, and then change a pencil, render the environment color on the skin background, and then change the pencil to stack the color, the dark color of the eyebrows and eyes, the texture of the clothes is graded, the highlight is white, and the background color is blank...... From rough abstract to delicate and realistic.

I didn't think it in a hurry before, but now after watching it for a while, Ji Lun suddenly understands that these skillful techniques are not like four or five-year-old children.

But what made Ji Lun feel even more wrong was that the sun drawn by the little boy was not according to the adult routine, but a red, melancholy sun, the sky was a gray with mist, the style of the soldier's epaulettes was familiar, and the skin had the same animal patterns as ancient tattoos, as well as the strange monsters that the soldier was killing and dealing with, which felt strange before, but now it is clear that they are the monsters he saw all the way up......

"Mother Pig, what she said was...... oei~oeioei~~~”

The little boy was so happy to create this work that he let his thoughts flow freely on the drawing paper, and he didn't pay any attention to the judgment of the audience, and from time to time he laughed out loud and immersed himself in happiness: "The three little pigs said...... wei~wei~wei~~~”

"Hospital building, visiting hours are from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. ”

Ji Lun suddenly looked at his watch, and realized that it was night, and it was endless, so he had to disturb his self-amusement, and said, "I'm back." ”

"Ah, you're back......"

The little boy raised his head, looked at Ji Lun seriously, and said again: "Dad once said, I draw so well!

"It's not ordinary. Ji Lun was careful in his words, thinking about what kind of competition the other party was going to make, was ......it better than painting? Or the referee's bias can be said that the blue sun is not standard, but as long as the eyes are not blind, they can feel the beauty of this huge painting, and the whole face is a kind of amazing magnificence and cruelty, which cannot be described in known human languages, and its color and harmony cannot be described in any known human language, as if it is completely out of society, not polluted by any rules and regulations, and depicted in the high place of the clean and open sky...... This boy is a painting genius!

The little boy waved his paintbrush in his hand, disdainfully: "Vulgar...... Hum...... Only my dad understands my work...... I only have this one, but one is enough!"

"Really?" Ji Lun was a little funny, but suddenly, there was a "boom" from behind, and six or seven black figures rushed over in the corridor, this black shadow was fast, and it was creepy, take a closer look, with an iron mask and heavy armor, several people surrounded Ji Lun, and the remaining one picked up the little boy and left.

The little boy clutched the paintbrush tightly, his face was about to cry, and his eyes were fixed on the painting: "My painting...... My painting -- my painting -- it's not done -- "

It seems to be a crazy ghost who is obsessed with painting, his unfinished peerless work, the last and latest stroke of the painting paper, it is these black iron mask figures, in the corner of the picture monster lineup a few strokes, lifelike.

"Stop!"

Ji Lun had to ask about the law of the corresponding painting and the monster, and the four ironclad men stopped him.

The door "boomed" and slammed shut, and from behind the black door came the screams of the little boy, the footsteps of the iron mask, and before everything gradually disappeared, he shouted: "Brother, save me!"

The boy called himself brother.

"You guys really damn it!" Guillen raised his hand.

The iron mask raised the knife, the knife emitted a cold cold light, it looked similar to an imperial soldier, and rushed over, just listening to the sound of "boom", Ji Lun's figure suddenly turned, the halberd flashed, and an iron mask seemed to hit the body against the halberd!

The entire waist was cut in half, and black blood shot out at once, spraying all over his companion's body.

It's just that the ground trembled slightly, Ji Lun's pupils shrank, and he saw an iron mask aimed at him at an unimaginable high speed, and another iron mask stabbed straight with a knife.

Using a narrow space, one person squeezes his own space, and one person fights?

Ji Lun raised his hand flat again, and his fingers lightly touched.

"Poof!"

On the head of the iron mask that rushed up, there was suddenly a little more deep fire!

The iron mask rushed forward, but at this moment, the fire suddenly exploded, and suddenly burst out with a mixture of black blood and brains, splashing all over the room.

I saw that half of the charging iron mask head was blown off in an instant, and the momentum of the remaining body did not decrease, but it lost its correct direction, and hit the door of the ward with a "peng".

With the power of the iron mask, the iron door could have been smashed open, but at this time, the whole body shattered into a ball, and the stone wall of the door did not move at all, but there were cracks in the slightest.

Ji Lun succeeded in one blow, did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward, the distance between the two was less than three meters, and he coldly pulled the crossbow on his left shoulder, and an arrow shot out, nailing the heart of the last iron mask and nailing it to the wall.

In the blink of an eye, he killed all three iron masks, but Ji Lun was not happy and frowned.

"These iron masks are much stronger than patients and nurses, just like the difference between civilians and soldiers. ”

"But being not an Imperial soldier gives me a different feeling. ”

"Is it possible that this kind of military class can still be born in hospitals?"

"And these iron masks, give me a familiar feeling, where have I seen it?" Guillen still trusted his instincts.

At this moment, there was a "snap" of lightning, illuminating the room from the window, Ji Lun looked at it, only to find that outside the window, unconsciously, it was raining heavily, the sky and the earth were gray, the rain splashed bubbles on the ground, and occasionally someone passed slowly on the flat ground downstairs, and I don't know what kind of monster it is!

Ji Lun calmly relaxed himself, and a thought immediately turned in his mind: "With such heavy rain, is there some kind of change in the hospital?"

As soon as he thought of this, Ji Lun immediately stopped hesitating, and when he saw that the door was full of cracks, he transformed his weapon, conjured a battle pickaxe, and knocked on it heavily.

"Boom, boom!" In just a few clicks, the door broke open, and Ji Lun rushed out without hesitation.

"Huh?"

Originally, this corridor was clean, but now it looks like the walls of the corridor are full of blood and brains, and at a glance, it is full of corpses of nurses and patients, and even the air is full of blood.

"Iron Mask clashed with patients and nurses?"

Seeing this situation, Ji Lun thought about it for a while, and followed the traces of the conflict.