The woman looked at the blood on her hands in panic, and her face turned pale. The ICV guard groaned and fell straight at her feet.
Jiang Li fired several shots in the direction of Sizhao, but only hit the wall. Looking at the scattered bullet holes on the wall, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth. "If you have the ability, don't hide here and there like a turtle!"
Does a big old man only have this much courage?"
Sizhao listened to her sarcastic words and remained unmoved, not even making a small sound.
Seeing that she could not see Si Zhao's figure, Jiang Li turned her attention to the others. Most of the people who had just been rescued from the solitary room were still at a loss. They were panicking and avoiding the attacks of the ICV members.
It seems that he has forgotten how to use his powers.
Jiang Li glanced at the body of her companion who fell on the ground, and glared angrily at the woman holding the knife. She raised her pistol and pointed it at the woman's head.
"Don't kill me!" the woman shouted in fear, her hand holding the knife kept shaking. She huddled in the corner, wishing she could hide herself in the wall or the ground like Sizhao did.
The boy wearing glasses suddenly appeared from behind Jiang Li and grabbed her arm.
Jiang Li screamed in pain, feeling that the boy's palm was like a soldering iron, and her arm was being burned. Her face was distorted by the extreme pain, and the gun in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the boy quickly picked it up.
Got up.
"Save me, save me!" Jiang Li asked for help from her companions in panic. Her arms were burning, which made her feel excruciating pain.
An icv guard rushed straight towards the young boy, and was about to chop his neck with the long knife in his hand. The young boy had to let go of Jiang Li and quickly avoided the guard's attack.
"You brat, you're on the verge of death, so don't struggle any longer." The guard said fiercely.
The young boy barely escaped another attack, his body pressed against the wall, and the long knife fell on his side, only a centimeter or two away from his arm. He looked at the icv guard with resentment, eyes filled with tears.
Angry. He suddenly felt angry and stretched out his hand to grab the man's knife. The sharp blade instantly cut through the flesh of his palm. He frowned in pain and looked at the gurgling blood of his own body.
The blade suddenly became hot due to the boy's contact. The guard was shocked to find that the long knife had gradually twisted and even melted. Without the powerful weapon, he instantly lost his confidence. He looked at the boy wearing glasses with fear and uneasiness.
He took two steps back.
The young boy suddenly grabbed the guard's neck with a stern expression. "You are the one who is about to die."
The guard felt hot on his neck, as if he was being burned by fire. He could still let out a few screams at first, but gradually he could no longer even moan. He fell backwards and was no longer breathing.
His eyes were still wide open, still showing signs of pain and fear, and his neck was so bloody that it was almost impossible to distinguish its original appearance.
Jiang Li's face was pale, her body was trembling, and her sleeves were soaked with blood. She knew that she underestimated her enemy. She originally thought that this boy looked weak and powerless. Even if he had super powers, he should have transformed into one after long-term torture.
He was a timid poor guy. But he didn't expect him to become so scary now.
She watched helplessly as the boy raised his pistol, but it was too late to escape.
With a "bang" sound, the bullet penetrated Gracilaria's head. Blood spurted out, blooming like a dazzling red flower.
Seeing several icv members dying, this greatly boosted the morale of those trapped. The situation gradually reversed, they no longer feared and cowered, and gradually gained the upper hand.
"Follow me!" Sizhao knocked down the last icv member standing in front of them and hurriedly ran towards the secret passage on the second floor. However, another group of guards had already assembled and were running towards them.
The leader was Yue Yan, whose body had been transformed by the ghost eyes. She looked cold and murderous, and her movements were fast but slightly stiff, like a robot.
"Kill the traitor! Kill the escapee!" She gritted her teeth so hard that she looked like an emotionless executioner.
Sizhao looked at her cold and decisive look and was suddenly shocked. He shouted to his companions: "Run!"
The first woman he rescued before was screaming in panic. She held up the blood-stained knife and staggered forward. She suddenly fell to the ground, and when she was about to get up,
An icv guard behind her stepped on her back viciously. She struggled desperately, digging her nails into the ground and trying to crawl forward, but she could hardly move.
Sizhao heard her painful moans and quickly turned around. He looked at the desperate woman, helplessly staying where she was. He wanted to save her, but he was worried that if he turned back, he would never be able to return.
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"Hurry up! We can't save her!" The boy wearing glasses urged urgently.
Sizhao looked at Yue Yan and the others who were gradually approaching, so he had no choice but to be cruel and ran forward without looking back.
"Kill, kill, kill!" Yue Yan looked at the embarrassed woman lying on the ground and repeated a few words mechanically. She bent down, grabbed the woman's clothes, and easily pulled her up.
The woman was shaking like chaff, with tears all over her face. "Don't kill me, don't kill me! Please..."
Her cry for mercy stopped suddenly, and the ice blade in Yue Yan's hand left a neat circle of cuts on her neck, and blood instantly poured out.
Yue Yan looked at her indifferently and threw her back to the cold ground.
The woman was still breathing. She looked up at the ceiling, her eyes gradually becoming distracted. She opened her mouth with difficulty and said breathlessly: "My child, my child, mother is sorry for you, mother will never see you again."
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After hearing this, Yue Yan's footsteps suddenly paused. She turned around and looked at the tear-stained woman. The faces of her mother and father Yang Ming suddenly flashed in her mind. "Child, child?" she murmured and repeated.
With these two words, something new seemed to have flooded into my mind that had been empty and numb for a long time. Her indifferent face was originally like wearing a cold mask, but at this moment her expression changed slightly.
A guard looked at the absent-minded Yue Yan and asked, "Team leader, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did Yue Yan come back to her senses. She looked at Si Zhao and the others who were running as hard as they could, and her expression once again became cold and numb. She flicked her hands, and several sharp ice blades emerged from her palms again. She said indifferently: