Chapter 3 Stairs and Death ()

At first, everyone did not realize that walking the stairs was a big deal, but when the mercenaries opened the door of the emergency passage and saw that the darkness below was so deep that it was completely out of sight, as if it were like a spiral staircase leading to hell, the faces of several ordinary people changed drastically, and Li Xiaoyi and the fat man were even bloodless.

Matthew led the mercenaries to run ahead. Needless to mention the mercenary's quality, the beauty named Alice also easily followed the well-trained mercenaries. Even the two non-mercenary men were not as relaxed as her.

Zhang Jie has been running in front of everyone and followed the mercenary team, and his quality is absolutely no less than those mercenaries. Wang Zongchao hung behind him slowly. As for Zheng Zha, that guy seems to be training from time to time and can follow him tightly. Behind him is the middle-aged man and a student-like teenager.

As a woman, Zhan Lan obviously had poor physical strength, so she just barely followed her. Wang Zongchao saw it and deliberately lagged behind a few steps, holding the girl's armpit with one hand and helping her up.

Zhan Lan nodded gratefully to Wang Zongchao, but her grateful eyes quickly turned into surprise, because she felt that the one-handed power that supported her was unexpectedly great, almost holding up the total amount of her body. Although her legs seemed to be running on the stairs, she actually didn't use any strength.

You should know that Wang Zongchao was not holding her. The two were at least ten centimeters apart. Wang Zongchao held her up completely with the strength of one arm. In addition, the iron pipe that Wang Zongchao held in his other hand seemed to be quite large.

In addition, Wang Zongchao's way of running stairs is also very strange. He slides downwards and his feet are always in contact with the stairs. He does not lift up at any step, and he lifts up and falls, as if he sticks to the stair surface and sucks, which makes him feel like he is taking root. Although he is running stairs, it gives people a feeling that he is more stable than walking on the flat ground.

However, the two of them gradually lag behind.

The girl was a little worried and couldn't help but want to remind Wang Zongchao that he could not leave Matthew Addison one hundred meters away, but Wang Zongchao said to her: "Okay, they can't hear our conversation at this distance. Now please introduce the plot that you haven't finished just now, and mainly talk about what dangers they encounter!"

While talking, the fat man at the end and the middle-aged woman were already at a certain distance from them. After turning a few more stairs, the last two men were gone.

At this time, Zhang Jie, who was more than ten meters ahead, suddenly turned around and said jokingly: "Two people were eliminated."

A smile appeared on his face, which looked particularly weird under the dim light. His eyes that looked dark and faint under the strong light actually flashed with a faint cold light at this moment, which made Zheng Zha chill.

Looking at the other party's puzzled face, Zhang Jie smiled coldly: "Leaving a hundred meters will be judged as a failure!"

Wang Zongchao was stunned and soon realized that he stopped and stared sharply at the fat man and the middle-aged woman who were only a dozen steps behind him. Then, he saw a scene that he would never forget for his life.

It was like an invisible wall sweeping over from top to bottom, and the head of the middle-aged woman at the end disappeared from top to bottom, followed by her neck, chest, waist...

The invisible wall was not as fast as blood splattering, so the only remaining middle-aged women, the crotch, legs, and the nearby ground, which had not yet fallen, were sprayed with blood. The air was filled with strong blood, but as the invisible wall moved down, the broken body, all the dazzling blood disappeared, and even the bloody smell disappeared, just like a painting was wiped clean by an eraser.

Just as all traces of the middle-aged woman's existence disappeared, Wang Zongchao heard an explosion in his ears, but it was not so much a warning of a mysterious force.

The fat man, who was only slightly ahead of the middle-aged woman, realized something was wrong. He was just on the bend of the stairs and looked at him sideways, just witnessing a bloody scene that happened less than two meters above him.

Under this strong visual stimulation, he stepped on the air and suddenly fell down from the top of the stairs with a somersault. As long as he fell, he would be dead. Even if the possibility of falling to death was not very high, as long as the invisible wall of death moved down, he would be unable to stand up after the injury.

Seeing this, Wang Zongchao frowned and moved his body. Zhan Lan, who was already stunned by the scene in front of him, suddenly felt that the hand that was originally holding her disappeared. While she screamed, she couldn't help but fall down. In an instant, a thought flashed in her heart, "He left me and ran away..."

But before she could fall to the ground, Wang Zongchao helped her up again and rushed down the stairs.

As you step down, you step directly from the top of the stairs to the bottom of the stairs.

Every turn of the stairs has more than ten steps, with at least three or four meters of vertical spans. However, Wang Zongchao arrived in one step, but he did not jump down. Zhan Lan could feel that his steps were still as stable as a staircase, without any bumps or making any sound, just like he was still walking step by step.

The iron rod he held in his hand suddenly stretched through the fat man's left and right armpits. Just as Zhan Lan was letting go and rushed back quickly, he had already stretched out the fat man's fat body with the iron rod and brought him back from the brink of death. His movements were extremely free and smooth, without any difficulty or feeling forced.

In Zhan Lan's gaze that turned to surprise, Wang Zongchao took only five steps and had already led the two of them to turn the five turns of the stairs, completely throwing the invisible wall of death behind.

"Thank you... Thank you..." The little fat man who had been living in death only came to his senses at this time and hurriedly thanked Wang Zongchao.

"I might as well save a life by raising my hands." Wang Zongchao said calmly, and then said, "But it is impossible to save me if I risk my life to save you, or take care of you when I am unable to protect myself. Be careful in the future."

"Thank you, brother." The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "My name is Zeng Rong. He is fat and has a stinky mouth. He has never had many friends in his life. He clicked that box when he was bored, but he didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying thing..."

Feeling that saying these words in this situation is a bit inappropriate, Zeng Rong smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Please let me run by myself. My weight of nearly 160 kilograms may be too hard for you."

Wang Zongchao nodded and put him down, and had a better impression of him. Although this guy was in poor physical fitness and did not know the current situation, he was at least somewhat strong. He was not the kind of person who was saved and left to the end.

At this time, Wang Zongchao had already taken them five quick turns, so he returned to his original slow speed. He was confident that even with one person, he would never let anyone fall behind a hundred meters away. Zhan Lan was infected by his calmness and gradually became less nervous. Along the way, she began to whisper the plot of "Resident Evil" to Wang Zongchao in as short as possible.

Zeng Rong followed him desperately. After being led by Wang Zongchao for a while, he had already got a little rest. Although he couldn't help but run away and sweat profusely, he was not left behind after all.

Wang Zongchao and the others moved forward, and had already passed the thin middle school student Li Xiaoyi and followed Zheng Zha, a young white-collar worker who was gradually falling behind. Although this person's physique is quite good among white-collar workers, he can also be ranked last compared to mercenaries and Zhang Jie. Now he is desperately picking down several steps, regardless of whether he is wearing leather shoes, it is easy to twist his feet.

Wang Zongchao looked at the white-collar worker running in front of him coldly. He had never had a good impression of such a person who did not cherish his life. Based on his deep understanding of the human body, he could clearly know that the white-collar worker running in front of him not only often indulge in lust, but also took methamphetamine.

The mercenaries and the male and female protagonists seemed to have not heard the explosion, and even if one person was missing, they did not notice it. As the end of the stairs got closer and closer, a mercenary suddenly said loudly: "Sir, the Queen of Fire has locked us, it knows where we are." Wang Zongchao smiled when he heard this, and then he realized that it was a little late. Sure enough, although their qualities can be called elites, they are still not top-level people.

The mercenaries had already walked down the stairs at this moment. Zhang Jie turned around and looked at the people who were breathing. He whispered with a rare touch of kindness: "Persevere, you should thank God if you can survive. To be honest, your luck is good enough. This horror movie is a very small risk factor. In fact, this is also one of the few horror movies that can rely on bullets to solve problems. Keep it up. As long as you can survive this horror movie, you will have a thousand reward points to improve your physical fitness."

At this time, Wang Zongchao walked down the stairs with Zhan Lan slowly. It took about eight minutes to go down the stairs. He had learned a lot of further information about this horror movie from her. The fat little Zeng Rong also stepped on his trembling legs and rubbed down the stairs the last time, panting like a bellows. With Wang Zongchao's help at the critical moment, he would not be wiped out due to falling behind.

Zhang Jie looked at Zeng Rong with a little surprise, then looked at him with a strange expression and didn't sweat at all. He didn't even breathe, just like the two people who had just walked, and he was surprised.

You should know that along the way, he felt a little breathless with his physical fitness. But Wang Zongchao was able to perform this way with someone. How strong is the endurance?

Zheng Zha and others didn't walk far away and found that there were tempered glass walls on both sides of the corridor, which were divided into separate rooms. From the equipment, there were offices and laboratories. In addition to some high-end and fashionable office supplies, there were also some strange and unidentified high-tech instruments. However, because it was filled with water, the scene in front of me seemed like an undersea tunnel dedicated to viewing marine life.

However, in the blue water, watching the colorful marine fishes, colorful underwater coral clusters, various marine plants, and domineering sharks and Cancers is indeed refreshing, but this scene in front of you makes anyone feel relaxed and happy.

The glass walls at both ends were filled with water, and the floating water was apart from the lighter things in the book and wooden chairs. The corpses were soaked in the water! It was obvious that they had experienced a miserable struggle before their death. Some of their expressions were hideous and twisted, revealing their white teeth, some of their hands and legs were broken, and their bones were poked out of their bodies with blood-colored flesh. It seemed that these people had lost their minds before drowning and crazily hit the tempered glass with their hands and feet. There was even a most disgusting corpse with a big hole on the forehead, and the red and white brains were like a weird flower blooming on their foreheads, floating in the water. It seemed that the result of desperately hitting the tempered glass with their heads before death.

"Foreign goods are of high quality! It is obviously just a row of office windows, and they are temporarily guest-starring in the aquarium, and they are still letting the people inside smash and crack, but they don't crack..." Wang Zongchao was teasing maliciously in his heart, and he heard a "wow" sound. It turned out that Li Xiaoyi couldn't stand this powerful visual stimulation. The things in his stomach gushed out like a waterfall and began to vomit.

Movies are movies after all. Even if you can watch the bloody and horror scenes on the screen with relish, it does not mean that you can be calm when facing these. Just like in clinical medicine, textbooks and video demonstrations, no matter how many you watch, when you first pick up the scalpel and face the bloody corpse, you should still vomit and dizzy.

Due to these hideous and terrifying corpses, although the glass windows have good sealing performance, under psychological effects, the air also seems to be filled with an indelible stench of corpses.

Mou Gang and the fat little boy Zeng Rong lowered their heads, wishing they could shrink their heads into the chest cavity, so they didn't dare to look at them too much, and their eyes were almost closed.

Although Zheng Zha's face turned pale in the face of all this, he still forced himself to watch. Even though his expression twitched and his Adam's apple trembled, he still looked at it with concentration, stood up and down, and even looked closer.

"It's very good!" Wang Zongchao praised in his heart. Before, he only thought that this person's psychological quality was acceptable, but not particularly outstanding. After observing that this person's body had traces of indulgence and decadence, he did not look down on him, but his performance was unexpected at this moment.

It’s nothing to be afraid of those corpses, as long as they are normal people, especially when they know that they will turn into zombies and pounce on them. But although Zheng Zha is really scared, he did not escape. Instead, he forced himself to look at them and adapt, and tried his best to make himself unable to fall to the ground in advance when he saw them pounce.

"It's so exciting! So excited!" But the next sentence made Wang Zongchao stunned. He saw that the female writer named Zhan Lan staring at the strange corpses with interest, and his eyes were flashing with uncontrollable excitement. Could it be that it triggered some writing inspiration?
Chapter completed!