The Japanese finally felt scared at this time. They all knelt on the ground, their faces were pale, and they were gibbering without knowing what to say.
I can feel that the thing inside the iron can is very powerful and has a strong killing intent. It is like a ferocious beast. If it is awakened, no one in the laboratory will survive.
But this is exactly what I want. I just want to let him out and tear these beasts apart. In my eyes, these Japanese are the real devils!
At this time, the Japanese kneeling on the ground finally noticed something strange about me and looked at me in horror, but I ignored them at all and kept shaking the chain in my hand.
I felt that the palms of this body were bloody and bloody, and I could even feel the piercing pain, but I didn't stop, I just wanted to let the things inside come out.
The dull sound became more and more urgent, and it seemed that the thing inside was starting to become manic, and it was constantly beating, and he wanted to come out.
The Japanese kneeling on the ground had solemn expressions on their faces, and some of them had completely fallen to the ground. It was obvious that they knew what was inside and how frightening it was for that thing to suddenly come to life.
Although what they do looks like devils to ordinary people, they are not real devils after all. When fear really comes, these grandchildren will also be afraid.
At this time, a Japanese man with white hair stood up.
The muscles on his face were a little distorted, his eyes were filled with hot madness, and his body was shaking slightly due to excitement.
He rushed over, opened his hands, hugged the tin can, and stroked it affectionately, as if he had met his first love, with a look of intoxication on his face.
He looked very excited and spoke loudly in Japanese with his mouth open, as if he was giving a speech, but unfortunately, I couldn't understand a word.
I looked at him quietly, because in my eyes, this guy was a lunatic.
As he kept talking, the people who were kneeling on the ground and shivering stood up, waving their hands, jumping and cheering, as if they were dancing to a master.
I looked at these guys and didn't understand why they were so happy, because we could clearly feel the breath of the thing inside. If he really comes out, none of these guys will survive, so what are they cheering for?
Now it is clear to me that this is an experimental base for these Japanese, and 'I' and the people in the iron cage are all their experimental subjects.
In the eyes of these Japanese people, we may not be considered a person at all, but just an object.
They are doing various experiments here, such as the little girl who died tragically just now. The cruelty of these Japanese has exceeded normal people's imagination. They are real beasts and the real devils of this world.
As for what was inside the tin can, I don't know. I only know that it was an extremely terrifying existence. These Japanese kept feeding blood into it, just to wake him up.
However, it is almost impossible for these Japanese to wake up the things inside, so they were so scared when they first heard the noise.
At this time, they seemed to see the dawn of hope and the hope of success, because the things inside were really alive, so they were so excited.
The crashing sound continued,
The huge iron can also began to shake,
But this tin can was too thick and heavy, and therefore, even if the contents kept being knocked against it, it still couldn't come out.
People in white coats from other laboratories in the institute were also attracted by the huge movement. They all put down their experiments and came over to take a look at the situation.
Some laboratory experiments are still going on, but the white coats are gone. They don't care whether the experimental data will be invalid. Anyway, there is no shortage of living specimens. If they didn't do it well this time, they can just do it again.
Gradually,
There were seventy or eighty staff members standing inside and outside the laboratory with the safe. They were all looking in and communicating constantly.
The old man who rushed over at the beginning was still saying something loudly, with an excited expression, as if he was giving a speech, while the rest of the people were also communicating with excitement, as if they had accomplished something extremely great.
Only I know what the thing inside means. It is a real god of death. His body is full of the smell of killing and blood. The god of death has awakened!
Wow!
I waved my hand again, and the chain in my hand rang again, but my arm was now free, and the chain was actually broken.
I was shocked because no matter how I looked at it, it was impossible for this weak body to break the chain.
It's just that those Japanese people were cheering around the iron barrel and didn't notice anything unusual about me at all.
boom!
Another dull sound came, but this time, the thick iron rod was punched through a hole, and a jagged arm full of scars stretched out from the hole.
The Japanese people who were jumping with joy stopped looking at the arm and stared motionless.
The cheers stopped abruptly...
The thick and solid Tie Tong was like paper, with a hole in it, and a bone-white arm appeared in front of everyone. The surrounding temperature became extremely cold, and there was a faint smell of blood.
The old guy who was standing in front of Tietong giving a speech just now was stunned, because the hand was now in front of him, only a few centimeters away from him.
The old guy raised his head and looked at the skeletal arm. His expression was a little twitching. It seemed that he no longer had the energy and passion he had during his previous speech. His lower body was trembling slightly. If he hadn't been leaning on the safe, barely able to maintain his balance, he might have lost his balance.
He is now paralyzed on the ground.
Now he was closest to that hand and felt the strongest, because the strong killing intent on that hand was enough to make ordinary people feel afraid.
He knows best how thick and strong the iron barrel is, but now the strong iron barrel is like a thin piece of paper to one hand, which can be torn and shattered at will.
The people around him stopped and stopped cheering. They all looked at the hand, looking a little scared.
Click, click.
He waved his arm up and down a few times, and the solid iron bucket was easily torn apart like a piece of paper, revealing a big hole.
A person, or rather a corpse, appeared in front of everyone.
I stared at that person. No, it must be a corpse, because the body was too badly damaged, and all the muscles were shriveled and clinging tightly to the body.
Only half of his head was left, and the other half seemed to have been chopped off with a sharp weapon.
There was a huge and terrifying wound on the chest, from the bottom of the neck to the lower abdomen, the shriveled flesh was rolled up, which was shocking.
This body was covered with large and small horrific scars, and in some places the skin and flesh were gone, revealing horrifying white bones.
It's just that his bones are not pale in color, but rather crystal clear, looking like jade.
The scar that ran through the entire chest almost split his chest in half, and you could see the dense ribs inside the chest.
This is the body of a man, more than two meters tall, like a legendary giant.
No matter how you look at it, this is a person who cannot die anymore. It is impossible for such a person to break that iron barrel.
But now the iron barrel has been broken, and he is the only one in it. Who else could it be if it wasn't him?
I stared closely at that person, or that corpse, and my heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, because his body was full of manic and murderous aura, so powerful that I almost suffocated.
The most frightening thing is that this broken body actually gives me a familiar feeling.
It was a strange feeling because I looked at him as if I were looking at myself.
He turned his head and glanced at me.
Just this movement made the Japanese people surrounding him scream in surprise and kneel on the ground with horrified faces, because they had determined that the corpse had really come alive.
The old guy who had been standing next to him finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed to the ground with a plop.
I stared at the 'person' closely, and saw only half of his head looking at me, with a scarlet light flashing in one eye, like a waking beast.
Then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, giving me a weird smile.
I looked at him and felt cold all over because that smile was so weird, especially since he only had half of his face left, and the muscles on his face were shriveled and twisted. No matter how you looked at it, this smile was extremely terrifying.
He just looked at me motionless, with a smile on his face.
I didn't dare to move at all, because this mutilated corpse gave me such a shocking feeling, especially the familiarity, which made me feel scared from the bottom of my heart.
I don't know how long it took, but he just looked at me motionless without making any movement.
The Japanese who were so frightened that they knelt on the ground carefully raised their heads and looked at him, and then slowly stood up.
The old guy closest to him also stood up and looked at him with wide eyes, as if he was admiring a piece of art. Then he raised his hands and cheered loudly, as if he was celebrating success.
At this time, I saw his brows raised, and then his palm slowly fell down, covering the old guy's head.
When the palm fell down, it was very gentle, and it looked like an elder was stroking the head of the younger one.
The old guy wasn't afraid, because the hand fell very slowly and gently, and he couldn't feel any other breath at all.
The old man's face turned red and he said something loudly, as if to show off that he had awakened the monster, and then it recognized him as its master.
But I know that's not the case, because I can feel that there is a strong murderous aura in him, so strong that I don't dare to breathe.
But the old man had no time to cheer, because the next moment, his entire face was completely rotten, or to be exact, it seemed like it had melted.
His scalp and hair, followed by his eyes, nose, and mouth, rotted rapidly as if someone had poured a highly corrosive liquid on his head.
Almost instantly, no trace of flesh could be seen on the old guy's entire head, and it completely turned into a bone-white skull.
His open mouth finally had time to let out a shrill scream, but the scream was only half, because in the blink of an eye his tongue disappeared, leaving only his open mouth.
A skeleton with bones and no flesh at all opened its mouth wide and screamed silently. This scene made people feel numb.
It wasn't until the old man's body fell to the ground that the Japanese around him finally realized that here, they were the experimenters, and everyone else was the test subject. But now the roles seemed to have been switched, and they became lambs to be slaughtered.
The change of roles and the terrifying scene before them made them no longer able to control the fear in their hearts, and they all screamed and fled in all directions.
The devil, that mutilated corpse is the real devil. They can no longer stand this intense fear, and they want to escape from here.
But now that the devil is out of the cage, where can they run to?
After the 'person' finished dealing with the Japanese old man, he turned his head again and looked at me, with a faint smile still on his face.
I don't know why, but I seemed to be able to feel what he was thinking. He seemed to be asking me what to do with those people.
"Kill them, kill them all!"
I thought of the little girl whose internal organs had exploded inside the glass door just now, her clear eyes before death, and her miserable appearance after death. I could no longer hold back the killing intent in my heart and roared loudly.
He seemed to understand what I said, nodded slightly, then raised his feet and rushed towards the fleeing Japanese.
