"You...you..." Yanbo Haomiao gasped. Both his physical strength and health were already below the 10% danger line, and he could die suddenly at any time. "I didn't mean to-"
Just because I locked the door? I, I can't help it, that's because..."
"Ah no no no no," Jian Yan denied his statement and said in a relaxed tone while searching his backpack, "I just didn't save you, nor did I take the initiative to kill you..."
He put all the remaining bullets in Yanbo Haomiao's backpack into his own backpack, and continued: "Forcing us to go upstairs to search, showing off the superiority of veteran players, and despising players who have never played... It doesn't matter. But
You have murderous intentions, which means you are not qualified to be a teammate."
"You... you have been... since you went upstairs..." Yanbo Haomiao's eyes showed unwillingness, but he still held on for the last breath, "Ahem, from the beginning..."
"Stop comforting yourself by putting the responsibility on me, right?" Jian Yi sneered, "From the beginning, you were the one who ran away from the battlefield, you were the one who left me on the second floor, and in the end, you were the one who tried to kill me by collapsing the floor...
…I don’t have the guts to save a lone wolf like you.”
"Asshole..." Yanbo Haomiao struggled to get up and was about to grab his trouser leg, but Jian Yi quickly took a step back, only 10cm away, but couldn't catch him.
Jian Jian ignored the smoke and looked at the baseball bat first. It was indeed good, but it was a pity that he couldn't take it out of the game.
[Name: Baseball Bat]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Description: Causes additional damage to zombies]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Remarks: Busan Tour’s special sponsored products, all zombies have agreed to use them!]
Simple put away the baseball bat and shrugged: "No way, generally the team exploration mode is not allowed to hurt teammates, just wait here, you can't contact them anyway, and your health is not consumed.
Well..." He waved his phone in front of Yanbo Haomiao's eyes, pointed at the large number of zombies coming from behind, turned and walked into the entrance of the parking lot, "It will be good if they can help me deal with the aftermath, bye-bye!
"
There were bursts of biting sounds behind Jian Yan, and he quickly ran into the safe passage leading to the underground parking lot, and then locked the door.
Judging from the information he has now, this is already obvious: it has strong regeneration ability, the head is used as the nutrient supply center, and the specialization of the limbs is extremely serious - it is obvious that it has been artificially modified.
The biggest piece of evidence is the label on the back of the monster's neck: 22—Andrew Priven.
The "biochemical weapons" mentioned in cg are closely related to it.
This name may represent the identity of the monster, or it may be its creator. Likewise, it may be just a pseudonym, an insignificant code name.
"Brother Jian!" The fallen leaves in the distance waved their fleshy hands, "This way!"
Jian Yan sprinted forward with all his strength, and the zombies who broke through the door behind him were also chasing after him. Finally, he grabbed the rear door handle of the white pickup truck and threw himself into the car.
"Brother Jian, where are the people from Yanbo Haomiao?" Feng Bubu stepped on the accelerator, "If you look down on this, look down on that, you won't abandon us and fly alone, right?"
"He...uh-" The Chevrolet jolted violently, causing him to swallow the words that came to his lips.
The pickup truck sprinted at high speed, smashed through the fence of the parking lot toll booth, and threw a zombie trying to climb onto the truck to the ground, riding away from the enemy.
The car drove very bumpyly and at an extremely fast speed. A living person could die while sitting on it, and a dead person could survive by riding on it.
One word: reckless.
The one or two minute drive seemed as long as a century, and the two people in the back seat almost vomited, but the wind in the driver's seat seemed relaxed and comfortable. No one knew whether her ancestral home was Qiu Mingshan, but she could actually turn a girl into a car.
The pickup truck drives like a mountaineering off-road vehicle.
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same. Happiness belongs to the driver, and the passengers have nothing.
"He..." The car finally slowed down, but before the simple words could reach his lips, an electronic beep ruthlessly interrupted his speech.
[Team member: Yanbo Haomiao, deceased. 】
The embarrassment came to Jian Yi.
"In order to break up the marriage for me..." Although his words were interrupted twice, Jian Yi still tried his best to show off his Oscar-level acting skills. He lowered his voice to a low voice, even crying, and said in a deep tone, "It's all
Blame me for being, being..."
"Well, it's come to this, don't blame yourself too much," Luo Ye sighed, then patted his shoulder, not feeling anything wrong, "This is the first time to play, so instead of blaming yourself, it's better to
Think about your next steps.”
"It seems that I wrongly blamed Yanbo Haomiao... But you have tried your best. This is his own choice," Feng kept turning the steering wheel skillfully to the left, "You don't need to take it to heart."
Originally, Yanbo Haomiao didn't set up any good character for his teammates, so they didn't doubt Jian Yi - maybe even if they knew it was done by Jian Ji, they would applaud him.
But in order to continue to be trusted by his teammates for his next actions, he chose to conceal the matter.
If a person can attack others, he can attack you - for example, it is difficult for people to accept murderers in reality, even if the person they kill is not themselves.
Feng Bujie finally got rid of the zombies' pursuit, parked the car on the side of a relatively remote road, turned around and asked: "Then where should we go now?"
20:23, the limited time in the script is still sufficient, but it has already turned completely dark. In the dark night, zombies, a species with an extremely sensitive sense of smell, have a much greater advantage than humans who mainly rely on vision.
Jian Yi saw that neither of them paid much attention to this matter, so he took out the mobile phone found from Yanbo Haomiao, and then showed Luo Ye what he just found in the mobile phone storage: "I think our goal is very clear, superiors
The document sent to us already gives the answer..."
Luo Ye took the phone and glanced at the content:
Andrew Priven, deputy director of the Chase Research Center in Gadagarh State, once presided over clinical research on artificial organs...
"Um, Brother Jian, who is he?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Or...is he related to the main plot?"
Jian Yi took out a rusty iron label from his backpack, with some blood-red hair still stuck to it: "After I killed the monster just now, I tore it off from his neck. In order not to wear out the label, I had to connect it to
Pieces of skin were torn off..."
"I*," the two of them were frightened by the bright red unknown object and fell back, and they said obscenities in unison, "Jian, Brother Jian... what the fuck is this..."
Judging from their expressions, they were indeed quite frightened.
No matter what the situation, it's not normal for a person to take out a piece of flesh and blood with an expressionless face!
