Zuo Jing was roughly pulled out by the man, and they walked through the dark corridor together and stopped at the exit. The people in the room looked cautiously in their direction, and then looked at each other blankly.
When they were first captured here by the ICV people, they all tried desperately to escape, but no matter how hard they tried, it was to no avail. As they were trapped for a long time, they gradually lost their desire for freedom and even became delirious, as if
The Walking Dead.
The corridor was right in front of them, but they all stayed where they were, afraid to move forward.
Meng Ting squeezed out from the crowd and looked timidly at the backs of Zuo Jing and the man. She pursed her lips tightly and was thinking about something in her little head. After a few seconds, she
Finally making up her mind, she rushed out of the room where she had been trapped for a long time, and ran hard along the corridor. Her bare feet stepped on the cold ground, and her body was shaking a little.
The door in front of Zuo Jing had been locked by the guard just now. The man standing next to her stared unwillingly at the door blocking their way, and shouted to Zuo Jing fiercely: "Open the door for me quickly.
Otherwise I will kill you!"
Zuo Jing looked at the tip of the knife that was close at hand and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know how to get out. I told you that you recognized the wrong person. I am not an ICV person at all."
"You're lying!" the man yelled hysterically. The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he didn't care much and just banged his body against the door in front of him angrily.
After a while, the door suddenly opened. Standing at the door were two fully armed guards, one of whom was the guy who had just been bitten by Zuo Jing. He looked at the embarrassed Zuo Jing and laughed a few times with gloating.
.He just heard the shouting outside, but he deliberately didn't show up, just to let Zuo Jing be entangled by these delirious guys inside, so that she could suffer some pain.
He looked at the people gathered in the room and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Everyone squat down and no one is allowed to move!"
The escape exit was right in front of them, but those who had been trapped for a long time had no desire to escape. They squatted on the ground obediently, holding their heads in their hands, repeating soullessly: "Don't move, don't move..."
The two guards looked at them with contempt, not paying attention to these skinny people at all.
The young Meng Ting looked at them in fear, turned around unwillingly, and walked back slowly.
The guard who was bitten by Zuo Jing said: "Have you seen, how sad the fate of these people is. If you continue to act nonsense, I will report to Mr. Guimu and let him change you and your precious son.
It looks like this." He glanced at the man holding the knife next to him and said sternly: "109, put the knife down and go back to the room!"
"I'm not called 109, I have a name." The man clutched the knife tightly and stared at him angrily.
"It seems that this guy hasn't been locked up long enough, but it doesn't matter. If you stay here for another ten days and a half, you will be much more honest. When the time comes, you can squat when I ask you to, and you can kneel when I ask you to.
Kneel down, you are more obedient than a dog." Another guard said mockingly and kicked him hard in the calf.
The man was already thin and weak, and he had lost a lot of blood, so he was already a little weak. So this kick made him lose his balance in an instant, and he knelt on the ground in embarrassment.
The guard's disdainful voice sounded in his ears: "Hahaha, look, you are quite good now. Your knees are really softer than a feather."
The man they called "109" had his eyes wide open, and there seemed to be overwhelming anger in his eyes. He suddenly raised the knife in his hand and stabbed his forearm hard.
"Ah!" Zuo Jing was frightened by his sudden move and screamed. The man gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he gouged out the black object on his forearm.
"Don't move!" The guards were also stunned by this scene. They shouted in unison and raised their guns in panic.
"109" suddenly bent his knees, and the bullet almost flew past his scalp and hit the wall behind him. He opened the palm of his right hand, and it was as hot as if it was on fire, and there was a faint flash of light. He wailed in pain.
As he stood, the burning pain spread all over his body along his arms.
"Oops, he removed the suppression device, and his superpowers will be restored!" a guard shouted in panic. Just as he was about to pull the trigger again, a beam of light suddenly flashed, penetrating the hard gun and killing it all.
The ground cracked.
That terrifying beam of light was emitted from the palm of "109". Because he suddenly had supernatural powers, his body had a huge reaction, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his whole body was in agony.
The guard whose gun had just been destroyed looked at him tremblingly. He was still as arrogant as before. He pushed his stunned companion in panic and yelled: "What are you still doing? Shoot! Kill!"
he!"
Before the man could respond, a beam of light suddenly penetrated his chest. He faced down and fell straight to the ground. Blood gushed out from under him and spread to the feet of another guard.
Zuo Jing was so frightened that she almost fainted after witnessing all this. Her face was as pale as paper, and her legs kept shaking. She quickly ran over and picked up Meng Ting, and rushed out in panic.
The remaining guard was scared to death. He followed Zuo Jing, screaming and hurriedly escaping. In his panic, he stepped on his companion's body and accidentally fell to the ground.
"109" bowed slightly and walked slowly towards him. His eyes were red, and his thin arms were in pain as if they were being torn apart.
"Spare me, spare me..." The guard was shaking like chaff, with tears streaming down his face. He huddled humbly on the ground and kept begging for mercy. In his eyes, the former "109" was just a poor creature used by Ghost Eyes for experiments.
, weak and helpless, with no ability to fight back. But now that he is free from restraints, he is as terrifying as a devil.
The guard looked at his red palms and cried pitifully. Zuo Jing, who was holding Meng Ting, ran away with all her strength, not daring to stop for a moment. After a few seconds, the man's frightened crying disappeared. She
Looking back, I saw the man sliding on the ground leaning against the wall, his eyes wide open and still filled with fear. There was a bone-deep hole between his eyebrows, and scarlet blood was overflowing.
Zuo Jing felt that she was very close to death at that moment. She ran panting, and her arms holding Meng Ting were already a little weak. With a "bang", a scorching beam of light hit the glass next to her. That
The glass was penetrated in an instant and fell into pieces in the blink of an eye.
