The battle location moves from floor one to floor two.

The screen on the monitor is constantly switching, following the figure.

The air conditioning in the room was very open, but sweat broke out from the bald head.

He found that all the tactics and strategies he was proud of had failed under the incredible pistol.

The fighter planes I thought I had captured were ruthlessly shattered by bullets.

It was like subverting everything he had learned over the years.

Is this... God's punishment?

These two words flashed rare in the bald head who had no religious beliefs.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain what was happening in front of you. The man covered in blood would seem to be exhausted and kept pulling the trigger.

Every bullet ejected from the gun chamber hit the target accurately and none of them fell into the air.

This scene is like the last judgment recorded in the Bible.

The demons were given the head, and there was no way to escape.

The bald man was trying to dispatch people to organize an offensive at first, but when he found that all the people sent out went there again, the communicator channel also became quiet.

The surviving guards could not hear the orders from the superior for a long time, and they couldn't help but start to panic.

As the commander, the bald man knew what he had to do at this time, but his confidence had completely collapsed. He remembered the old instructor when he first entered the army. Most of his abilities came from the latter, and he was beyond his ambition. In the last simulated battle, neither of them held back. The final result was that the old instructor was defeated and made him famous.

Before the old man retired, the bald man practiced for the other party in a tavern next to the army.

He didn't remember how many drinks the two had drunk that night. The old instructor said, "You are better than me in terms of tactics now. I have nothing to teach you. I just want to remind you one thing. There is a kind of people in this world. Although they are rare, they do exist. They will be so strong that all arrangements and tactics are invalid. Common sense does not work at all on them. They are like monsters... I hope you don't have bad luck one day and meet such a guy."

The old instructor stroked his prosthetic leg while talking, as if he had thought of something.

He had never told the story behind that leg, and the bald man didn't ask, it was a tacit understanding between men.

However, the bald man was young and energetic at that time. Although he still respected the teacher who showed his twilight, he did not take his words too seriously.

Until today, he finally felt the deep helplessness behind that sentence.

The last team raised the assault rifle in despair and shot at the enemies that did not exist in the air. Their nerves were already tense to the extreme, and any movement would be considered as a demon attack.

So, seven bullets full of kindness helped them end the pain.

Weize pushed the door open, "We're meeting again."

While speaking, he raised his right hand and a bullet drilled into the bald knee, causing the latter to kneel on one knee.

The star-style m40 held the bald head, "Where are the people?"

The latter's veins were so painful that they were leaping straight, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

"The bones are very hard." Wei Ze raised his eyebrows, "Since you don't want to speak, then don't speak."

After saying that, the bounty hunter pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Then he stepped over the bald body and twitched himself and came to the monitor.

After continuous fierce battles, Wei Ze had searched the entire sanatorium, but still found no trace of 2,500.

The other party did not leave, so there must be something here that he didn't know.

There are 146 cameras on the entire island.

Among them, there are 92 peripherals and 54 in the nursing home. Except for 3 destroyed by him, the remaining cameras are turned on except those with numbers 00-03.

Eize tried to start the four off-state cameras, but the system prompted that permission verification was required.

So the bounty hunter dragged the bald body over and pressed his blood-stained fingers on the screen.

I got the picture from four cameras.

"I've caught you."

Eize deleted all the videos on the hard drive, then threw two strong sore grenades on it and walked out of the monitoring room.

The stronghold of the Deluxe Group is very special. The core laboratory is located 70 feet deep underground, but the entrance is not on the first floor, but on the top floor.

There is a hidden elevator here that can lead directly to the underground, and the shaft is wrapped by a 90-centimeter-thick cement wall. If the entrance cannot be found, the entire nursing home must be demolished before it can be discovered.

At the door of the laboratory, twelve fully armed guards formed the final line of defense.

He held the gun in his hand tightly and looked ahead with a nervous look. This scene looked very similar to the shooting scene of a horror film.

Although they did not see the above with their own eyes, the gunshots and cry for help from the channel came into their ears without missing a word.

To the end, there is quiet.

Torturing the fragile nerves of every guard.

The moment the elevator door opened, the guards were frantically pulling the trigger in their hands and pouring the bullets into the narrow area as much as possible.

However, there is nothing inside.

"Come out, come out quickly! You demon!!" The captain's mind was on the verge of collapse. He continued to pull the trigger while talking nonsense, and did not realize it until the bullets were exhausted.

As if responding to his invitation, the case suddenly fell down, and the bullets flying out of the top penetrated into the guards' eyebrows.

Five seconds later, the world quieted again.

There were only corpses left in front of the laboratory.

Wei Ze let go of the wire in his hand and jumped out of the corridor.

…………

Unlike the dull and dull scientists who are inherently impressed by most people, Mayfield likes to play classical music when working.

Because he felt that what he was doing now had something in common with those great artists hundreds of years ago.

——Only geniuses can understand geniuses.

Mayfield knew very well that Bald didn't like him, but it didn't matter. There were few people around him who could recognize him since childhood.

The road to greatness is destined to be lonely.

However, time will eventually prove everything. As long as the experiment can be completed, his name will be more dazzling than any extraordinary existence in history.

He will open a new era alone.

And in that era he was the father of the gods!

Mayfield put on a mask and sterile gloves, picked up the scalpel in the instrument tray, walked to the operating table, and smiled at 019 who was lying on it, "Don't worry, my child, bear it and it will be over soon."

However, before he finished speaking, the door of the laboratory was suddenly blown open.

Mayfield lowered his head and looked at the stained blood stain on his lower abdomen in surprise.

"Sorry, I will try to get rid of the bad habit of shooting before speaking." The man covered in blood sucked his nose.
Chapter completed!