Following the singing, Weslin, Andreev and Huang Xiaobei arrived at the tenth floor underground. Instead of taking the elevator, they walked down the stairs.
To be honest, along the way, Huang Xiaobei wanted to run away quietly countless times. Although it was a bit shameless to leave Lao Wei and the others to escape alone, they couldn't all stay here, right?
However, just when he reached the fifth floor, Huang Xiaobei was about to apply oil on the soles of his feet when he saw the fat black man who had appeared in the warehouse before and a dozen demon party ability users passing by him.
, walked into the elevator on the fifth floor.
He looked at the ten demon party ability users wearing gray combat uniforms, then at the fat black man he had seen before, and then at the extremely teasing looks they cast when they passed by him.
Huang Xiaobei was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, but on the surface he had to pretend to be stupid and keep walking forward.
When he arrived at the elevator on the sixth floor, Huang Xiaobei looked around and saw that no one was around, so he secretly pressed the elevator button. Unexpectedly, when the elevator door opened the next second, there was actually something inside.
The place was filled with blood servants with saliva on their faces. The special correspondent was so frightened that he almost died on the spot. He quickly turned around and followed Weslin's footsteps in front of him.
Nothing else. If you keep walking, you might die, but if you just run away, it will be a meal for the blood servant...
In this way, Huang Xiaobei listened to the peaceful singing ahead that never stopped, and followed the hypnotized Weslin and Andreev step by step to the tenth floor underground.
It is obvious that this floor is the laboratory of the Demon Party. There are dozens of large, medium and small laboratories on both sides of the corridor. You can see through the glass outside a small laboratory that there are many stored in it.
There are containers of various biological organs in the Malin Forest, such as bat hearts, crocodile eyeballs, lizard limbs, and some containers actually contain human mummies with bat wings on their shoulders!
Looking at the dried corpses soaked in formalin, and then looking at the black bat wings growing under their shoulders, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but swallow, thinking about what the hell these things are.
Where did the devil party come from? Don't dig it out of the coffin, right? When he thought of this, Commissioner Huang standing by the window quickly whispered in his heart, "Damn, it's unfilial, so unfilial.
Even the corpses of our ancestors were spared for experiments."
In fact, along the way, Huang Xiaobei probably did this behavior of lagging behind and watching the scene countless times, but for some reason, the beautiful figure that hypnotized Weslin and Andreev never seemed to notice the occasional figure behind him.
He stopped, and from time to time he quickly followed the sounds of chaotic footsteps coming up.
Although the hypnotic demon party user did not realize that he was not hypnotized by her at all, but listening to the singing in front of him that seemed to come from the distant moonlit forest, and then look at the arrival of Weslin and Andreev
So far, there is no sign of waking up. Huang Xiaobei can't help but become impatient, thinking that he can't just go on like this, right? This is clearly the rhythm of entering the slaughterhouse!
He looked carefully at the empty laboratory around him, and then thought about how he had never seen a living member of the Demon Party since the fifth floor. Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but roll his eyes, and there was a thought deep in his heart.
Bold ideas.
The 567th floor is the same icehouse as the 4th floor, and the 89th floor is where the living blood servants are imprisoned. Except when walking to the 5th floor and encountering people from the demon party coming for reinforcements, other times
, Huang Xiaobei has never seen a member of the Demon Party or a blood servant.
Well, it is normal that the first few floors are where blood servants are kept and no one is needed, and the tenth floor is a laboratory. Now that Carl and the others have invaded, most of the researchers have evacuated to the bottom floor. In addition,
With the presence of Karl and the others, it is estimated that more than half of the main force of the demon party rushed up to reinforce it.
But, damn, I can't keep going like this! If you go further down, you will definitely meet people from the devil's party. No, you have to find a way. The eighth level of the tenth level is the last chance for this special commissioner.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaobei stopped where he was. After thinking carefully for three seconds, and then looking at the empty laboratory around him, the special commissioner gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and decided to leave his place.
He took out a bottle of Maotai liquor from the big black plastic bag on his back, and looked fiercely at the black-robed figure standing in front of Weslin.
Grandma, work hard! At worst, you will be a good man again in twenty years! If you are lucky, you may even meet the eldest lady.
Accompanied by the peaceful singing in front, a beautiful figure covered in black robe walked slowly, followed behind her were Weslin and Andreev with dull eyes, and...
Huang Xiaobei was sneaking towards her while carrying a bottle of Maotai liquor.
Looking at the slender figure in black robes in front of him, Huang Xiaobei was carrying Maotai wine and approaching the front with careful steps, not daring to make a sound. One step, two steps, he carefully passed Weslin and Andreev, Huang
Xiaobei was getting closer and closer to the figure directly in front of him, and he could even smell a faint scent of perfume on that person!
Seeing that the man in black robes who was less than two steps away from him was singing a song and walking without looking back, Huang Xiaobei swallowed, and slowly raised the Maotai wine in his hand, aiming it at him.
The head in front. But at this moment, when Huang Xiaobei was so excited that he almost laughed out loud, the black-robed figure in front suddenly stopped, then turned around and looked over.
Looking at Huang Xiaobei who was following behind him and already holding up the Maotai wine, the man in black robe was stunned. Huang Xiaobei was also stunned. The next second, before the man in black robe could do anything, the special commissioner pointed the bottle at him.
She hit her on the forehead!
"I'll fuck your grandma!"
"Oops!" A wine bottle hit him on the forehead. The man in black robe threw himself on the street and let out a sweet scream before being knocked over by the special commissioner with a bottle of wine!
Seeing that he had knocked down the devil's warrior with just a bottle of wine, Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then took the wine bottle and touched the forehead of the black-robed man who fell to the ground a few times, and that was done.
I also followed him twice, fearing that I would not get any benefits.
"Grandma, you met a mage, right? So fragile? I knocked over the wine bottle as soon as I knocked it over. I thought it would take a lot of effort." Huang Xiaobei faced the face that was hidden by a black robe.
He stepped on his face again. What the commissioner didn't know was that just as he was frantically striking at the black-robed man from the Demon Party, the surveillance camera on the wall behind him was also staring at him.
"Papa!" After the last two kicks on the head of the black-robed man, Huang Xiaobei was sure that she would not be able to wake up in a short time. Then Huang Xiaobei looked at Weslin and Andreev behind him, but...
What Huang Xiaobei felt was that even though the singing had stopped, Weslin and Andreev still showed no signs of waking up. They still stood there with dull eyes, motionless.
"Hey, Old Wei, Old Wei, wake up, wake up quickly!" Huang Xiaobei ran forward and patted Old Wei hard on the face.
"Brother Mao Zi, Brother Mao Zi? Damn it, don't be confused, run away, I can't sleep here!" Huang Xiaobei pulled Brother Mao Zi's beard like crazy, and a lot of beard fell out.
It didn't even make that guy wake up from the pain.
Seeing that his calls were in vain, Huang Xiaobei looked around at the quiet and deserted laboratory. The special correspondent simply raised his leg and kicked Brother Maozi to the ground, "I'll hit him!"
After saying "offended" again, the special commissioner didn't say a word, directly rode on Brother Maozi's waist, rolled up his sleeves, and shot left and right at Brother Maozi's face. Good guy, that big mouth is so twitchy,
Snapping.
"Damn it, wake up, wake up, wake me up!"
"Pah, pah, pah!" The special commissioner slapped Brother Maozi twenty-four times in a row. As a result, Brother Maozi's face was swollen, but he couldn't wake up! He was so anxious that he couldn't do anything.
Huang Xiaobei really wanted to kill this idiot with a bottle of wine.
Hey, wait a minute? Bottle? Huang Xiaobei's eyes were stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. He hurriedly picked up the Moutai that had just knocked the devil's man in black robes unconscious, but he did not pour it into Maozi.
Brother Maozi hit him on the head, but he opened the wine bottle, poured a small bottle of Moutai, and kept dangling it at Brother Maozi's mouth, saying, "Brother Maozi, Brother Maozi? Come on, wake up, get up and drink."
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The moment Brother Maozi, who was lying on the ground with slap marks on his face and dull eyes, smelled the aroma of wine, his nose twitched subconsciously. Then, Brother Maozi's dull pupils turned slightly, and the next second
, a familiar look appeared in the eyes of Brother Maozi.
Seeing that Brother Maozi finally woke up, Huang Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hey, you've woken up. If you don't wake up..." But the fun wasn't over yet, Huang Xiaobei said
It was then discovered that Brother Maozi's pupils, which had regained some of their energy, once again showed signs of being psychedelic.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaobei was so angry that he almost smoked, and then he kept doing nothing and poured a whole bottle of Maotai liquor on Brother Maozi's face, breaking down and shouting, "Nima, if you don't wake up, I will do it."
I don’t care about you!”
"Whoa, whoa, whoosh!" A whole bottle of white wine poured down the mouth of the bottle and onto Brother Maozi's face. In just a moment, Brother Maozi let out a scream, "Oh, I'll take my eyes, my eyes!"
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The moment the spicy white wine was poured on his face, Andreev suddenly woke up from the severe pain and sat up from the ground suddenly. Brother Maozi wiped his eyes with tears in his eyes.
Yes, can it not hurt, can it not shed tears, most of the bottle of white wine has been poured into my eyes.
"Senior, senior, are you there? Senior, why can't I seem to see things?" Brother Maozi, whose eyes were red and swollen and difficult to open, sat on the ground and waved around in fear, shouting.
Huang Xiaobei quickly grabbed his hand that was flailing around and said, "Brother Mao Zi, don't panic, come on, come on, take a sip of wine, it won't hurt if you take a sip of wine."
After a while, Brother Mao Zi could barely open his eyes, but they were still red and swollen, and whenever he opened his eyes, he felt a pain. He was basically temporarily blind...
Sitting next to Brother Maozi, Huang Xiaobei explained in a low voice, "Brother Maozi, I can't help you, you know? The ability of that little bitch from the Demon Party is really too perverted. If I don't attack you hard, you really won't be able to wake up."
Ah, how are you, Brother Maozi, do your eyes still hurt?"
Brother Maozi half-closed his eyes that he didn't dare to open at all, and touched his face suspiciously, "Senior, my eyes are fine now, but why do I feel that my face hurts? It seems like someone has slapped me dozens of times.
It’s like a big slap.”
"Ah? Your face hurts? Well, um, this is... Oh, by the way, isn't this a demon party? Isn't this a bastard? That guy is so bad. I just saw the devil party.
That little bitch slapped you so loudly that I couldn't help but knock her unconscious. I can't help it, you senior, I just don't want to see my junior being bullied."
Brother Maozi didn't know if it was true or not, but he had no choice but to say, "Thank you, Senior Ha."
"It's okay, you're welcome, senior, that's what you should do."