Chapter 653： cruel

The black armored man took Bai Yue one leg and walked outside, and the blood dragged a winding blood path on the messy ground, further and further away.

He clearly remembered Bai Yue's last look before being dragged away, as if to say again: "I'm sorry...please stick to it."

The tears in the eye sockets could no longer be restrained, flowing down his cheeks.

He opened his mouth and yelled vigorously, his hoarse voice hitting the glass wall that could withstand the rifle shooting like thunder.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fist hit it, and the viscous blood trembled slightly, and the glass wall hummed, causing cracks to spread outward.

He regained control of his body under rage and sadness, but he did not have the slightest emotion of joy. There was only the bright patches in his eyes. They were printed on the outer wall of the glass and also on his heart. The misty eyes were not only with tears, but also with red blood.

He didn't even notice the tortoise cracks, just punch after punch, punch after punch, bombarding anything that blocked his steps like a furious beast.

He didn't know that the outer glass wall was enough to withstand rifle bullets.

He didn't know, his punching speed was getting faster and faster, approaching the limit of human beings.

He didn't know that if according to common sense, such an attack speed and such an attack intensity, his hands should have been wounded and bleeding, but now he is unscathed.

He just kept beating, beating hard.

Several staff members hurried in from outside, busying for a while beside the burning electronic device, and gathered to discuss countermeasures.

One of them pointed to the petri dish that was about to break, and said something loudly.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound, and the glass wall covered with spider patterns burst open. The debris fell all over the ground.

Bai Hao came out from the inside, like an irrational devil, bullying the nearest person in the panic gazes of several staff members, punching out his hand and directly flying the target. Hit the outer wall of the laboratory and slowly slipped off.

He did not faint, nor did he get up to run for his life. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood with pieces of meat, he went straight to see the Lord Yan.

Bai Hao's fist actually shattered his breastbone, a fatal blow.

Until then. The other staff members only recovered and hurriedly ran outside the laboratory.

Bah...pop...

Sparks were flashing from the disconnected cable, and nutrient solution spread over the ground in the corner.

Bai Hao, who was in madness, walked along the bloodstains left by Baiyue, smashing the glass of the laboratory, and came to a corridor outside that was bright as daylight under the light.

The alarm bell sounds loudly. Workers in white coats were walking swiftly on the left and right corridors, and some paper documents and several pdas were lying on the ground.

The blood stain came out of the laboratory, stretched away, and sank into the left corner.

Through the glass windows of the corridor, you can see the chaos of the equipment pool below. At the other end of the corridor, there are also fully armed security soldiers gathering.

He slowly recovered from the frenzy, hesitating whether to find Bai Yue along the bloodstain or to find Roy, Yingluo, Linglong and others. Or go to control the hub and find a way to destroy the entire facility.

The isolation door on the left corner suddenly opened, and the black man went and returned. Stepping on the long and narrow blood stains on the floor, he walked in the opposite direction and went straight to Bai Hao. Those security soldiers stopped advancing, expecting to receive an order from above to suspend the arrest mission.

The moment he saw the black-clad man walking towards him, I thought of Bai Yue's pale face. There are also apologetic eyes, and the hatred that has just been suppressed to the bottom of my heart gushes out again.

His eyes instantly turned red. The body is slightly arched, and the legs are straight. The soles of the feet were hard, and the body turned into a flash of lightning, with an angry roar and whirring wind, it went straight to the black armored man.

The speed is very fast, much faster than the 100-meter sprint champion. This speed has far exceeded the limit that human physique can reach.

However, his opponent is the Black Armor, who is called the existence of the Black Knight by Terro.

The fist that can smash a person’s sternum did not hit the target. Just like the bullet shot at the beginning, it was suddenly affected by a kind of reaction force at a place close to the body of the black armor, from fast to slow to black armor. The person's chest is already crawling slowly like a snail.

There was no fear or panic in Bai Hao's eyes, because those bloodshot eyes had occupied the entire white of his eyes, and there was no difference in sight after removing the red.

The black-clad man leaned slightly, as he avoided Bai Hao’s fist as if avoiding a tree branch, spread his legs outwards, leaned forward, and his right hand came first. He strangled Bai Hao’s neck from below, and took his whole body. Lift up in the air.

The whole set of movements is done in one go, so smooth, so easy, like a king. But Bai Hao was just one of his prey, so insignificant and vulnerable.

If he is Lang Lang Haoyue, the person in his hand is a pearl of rice, and the two are not on the same level.

The black armor man did not punch through the body of the man in his hand like killing Bai Yue, but pressed the main throat down, pressing the prey against the ground with a bang, looking at the blood-red eyes with a face without facial features. Lift and press, lift and press again.

The impact of the head against the ground is endless.

The blood dripped from the back of Bai Hao's head, intertwined with the slightly dry blood on the ground, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

The light at the top of the corridor flickered slightly, not to mention the harsh light spreading on his face.

Pale and blood red, so striking.

The black man kept beating him on the head without stopping. Because the black armor has no facial features, it looks like a piece of iron bumps, naturally people can't feel any mood swings, and it's mechanically like a machine.

This action lasted for a long time, until Bai Hao's eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fainted. Then, both hands suddenly grabbed the black armored man's right wrist, and the blood-red eyes opened again.

His body began to change, bump after bump on his naked arm, wriggling in the direction of his palm. The ten fingers that had gripped the right wrist of the black-clad man began to proliferate crazily, climbing up like a tentacle constructed by Roy's right arm in a blackened state, seeming to engulf the black-clad man's arm.

The blood fell on the ground little by little along the outline of the arm, and also on Bai Hao's face. They came from the bursting palm.

Pain hits the soul like a tide, but hatred and anger are controlled like a powerful adrenaline. Keep him awake.

Watching the muscles with blood and mucus gushing from the bursting palm, winding upward. Watching the cyan meridian and blood pulse gently pace, sometimes shattering and sprinkling thick plasma.

He finally felt scared and realized that something terrible had happened to him.

He thought of the code-named "Experiment c-4-205" and gradually became sober.

The **** staff even treated him like a guinea pig to do human experiments.

He became more angry and hated. The heart was burning with fire, as if to burst his chest. A patch of redness appeared on his pale face, cracks appeared to grow under the skin, and blood streaks caused by ruptured capillaries spread rapidly on his face.

If I change to an ordinary person, I am afraid I will be silly to see such a scene.

There was no black man, he stopped beating Bai Hao's head. Pulling his right arm out vigorously, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the skyrocketing tentacle tissue.

But they were too tough, they couldn't break free with his strength, and they continued to be swallowed by the tentacle tissue, almost wrapping the entire arm.

At last. He had to use his assassin.

Energy patterns appeared on the surface of the right shoulder, submerged in the upper arm, elbow, and palm wrapped in the tentacle tissue, and then an invisible energy wave burst out.

Just like something is repelling the tissue of the tentacles, the muscles and meridians that were originally kinked around are stretched bit by bit, leaving the black armor arms and bulging outward.

Those meridians stretched and straightened, and became tighter and tighter.

The same goes for muscle tissue. Countless muscle fibers burst, blood vessels broke, and blood rained down.

The black armored man slowly withdrew his right hand. The plasma slid downwards and splashed with radiating blood on the ground.

At the same time, an old voice sounded in the corridor: "He is useless, deal with it."

For the first time, the black-clad man made a humanized action-he raised his head and glanced at the place where the sound was made, then slowly lowered his head, and a long spike protruded from the front part of his right hand, which was restored to his purity. There was a faint cold glow under the light.

The moment he was about to stab, he suddenly stopped without warning. It looked like a sentry robot that crashed.

It is not just excessive blood loss, but also other reasons. The bloodshot eyes in Bai Hao's eyes began to fade, and the bursting tentacle tissue collapsed on his chest, and blood flowed down and spread out behind him, forming a huge pool of blood.

The black armor's crash state did not last long, and the spikes pierced the dying Bai Hao's body from top to bottom.

When the cold foreign body passed through the chest, the flame of anger and hatred was extinguished. The moment the spike pulled away from his body, his eyes finally returned to normal.

He once again awakened from the violent raging, seeing the black man standing in front of him, seeing the blood beads winding down the glass wall, seeing the shabby body reflection, seeing the blood pouring from his chest.

"Are you going to die?"

He sighed and turned his head vigorously, ready to look at the world a few more times.

However, on the next breath, his eyes suddenly went straight, and a flash of light burst out from the origin of the soul.

The corridor is a smooth rectangular structure, and on the inside is the hall where the equipment pool is located. Through the transparent glass wall, you can see the electronic equipment and staff shining in various colors below.

On the outside of the corridor are small grid-shaped transparent laboratories, which are mostly similar to the room he just came out. They are also equipped with medical laboratory equipment and large petri dishes. They are either empty or filled with light green solution. You can see Among them, the latest chapter of the suspended human body magic hand Tianyi.

The position where he was fighting with the black armor was not far from the room where he was held, only a few meters apart.

Just now because my heart was filled with anger and hatred, I didn't look at the surrounding environment carefully. At this time, seeing the scene in the laboratory nearest to him outside the corridor, the whole person was stupid.

Unlike the laboratory he was in just now, the square-shaped laboratory in front of him is a bit larger, and the configuration inside is also different. The most conspicuous thing is the two large petri dishes standing side by side.

In fact, these differences are not the key. The key is that he knows the people in the petri dish. Not only does he know them, but they are also very familiar with them, and they even look at them more seriously than their own lives.

Linglong and Yingluo closed their eyes tightly, placed in the light green solution in the petri dish, with their white feet three inches off the ground, and their long black hair spreading over their heads like a waterfall, shaking gently at a very slow speed.

Dense blisters rose up around the two of them, like round pearls, reflecting a moist luster under the light.

Bai Hao's gaze was fixed on their foreheads, because there was a diamond-shaped crystal, even if he was in the nutrient solution, it could not conceal the faint blue light and shadow on the surface of the crystal.

He didn't know what it was, it was definitely not the two girls who pressed it up by themselves, combined with their own mutations, I am afraid that even they have become the experimental objects of those researchers.

"exquisite……"

He wanted to call her name loudly, but when the words came to his lips, it only became **** ho panting.

The black-clad man hurt him very seriously. The blow just pierced his body. Although it didn't hit the heart, it was still fatal. Unless Tang Fang was here, no one could save him.

He tried to reach out, trying to grab something, but no matter how hard he tried, the rotten meat on his body remained motionless, only the blood that kept gushing from the wound made them redder and more terrifying.

He looked at Linglong's face, with a drop of tears pouring out from the corner of his eyes, and the blood-stained face flushed.

The two girls only experienced the pain of losing their father, and now they are suffering again. It seems that destiny exists for torturing people. Sometimes they kick people to hell, sometimes they lift people to heaven. Then cut off the flying wings and watched the poor human being roaring down into the bottomless abyss.

He and Linglong, Roy and Yingluo have finally achieved a positive result, but the happy time is always so short. Just like a snowman looking forward to the sunrise, the light brings happiness, but the burning is life.

Now he is dying. With the blood that is slowly draining, he can feel life leaving the body little by little, and he can feel the icy and dark tides.

He can't even call her name at the last minute can't move his fingers, try to rub her face.

He likes her so much and wants to protect her so much. He hopes that after the Celtic sword breaks, Kirklaf I will be able to count the spring and autumn and grow old together after he is given the head; he can be with Big Brother Tang and Sister Zhou Ai every Spring Festival and every Christmas. They spend it together; the next generation who can watch the "Morning Star" grow up happily in the morning like the brightest flower.

He sneered at Roy's values. In fact, the good things pursued by the second-year youngsters bit by bit the hatred and darkness in his heart.

However, everything he longed for and yearned for was being destroyed by the cruel reality.

Linglong is close in front of her, but it seems that there are countless light-years away, and the distance makes people desperate.

That kind of regret and unwillingness to fill my heart.

The face of the black armor man seemed to be grinning, mocking his incompetence and insignificance.

Just when he thought that the other party would pick up his feet and drag him out like Bai Yue, he would not even have a chance to look at Linglong. (To be continued)