Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song Le didn't dare to disobey for the time being, the boss had just seen the blood, under the expressionless indifference, the nerves of his whole body must be trembling with excitement, maybe he would do something...

It's like the bloodthirsty animal nature that can't be quit in his bones.

But—to resist nausea, Song Le reluctantly put his trembling hands into the blood-stained bag, his expression was not only a slight resistance to fear, but also a large area of ​​reluctance to be aggrieved.

The fingers are still warm, with a kind of loose skin and thin skin of a middle-aged woman.

Song Le bit his lip and turned his head. Amid the huge alarm ringing like a magic sound, he was tortured and finally found the finger that could unlock the fingerprint.

Tremblingly, he took it out, and when it was handed to him, the young man with black eyes pursed his lips, and a fleeting arc of satisfaction appeared on the corners of his lips, and he took it.

When she finally walked out of these doors, Song Le's psychological defense was almost tormented to collapse by repeated 'searching'.

Almost leaning against the wall to retch.

Seeing the natural sky again, Song Le quickly threw the blood bag far away, as if holding a bomb that was about to detonate in his hand.

There was some blood on the boy's hands, and only at this moment did he put all his extra thoughts on her.

"..." Seeing this familiar scene, Song Le couldn't help but pursed his lips.

What could she say, her heart seemed to be still shaking, as were her hands, and her consciousness was still immersed in the fright just now, but she still wanted to be with him.

But the boss himself likes to be clean, and doesn't like other people's dirty blood, so he wiped it all on her body, this, this is also...

"Where are you going?" Song Le himself couldn't help wiping the blood from his hands on his clothes. He was feeling aggrieved when he heard his faint voice.

Then he looked up at the scene in front of him——

There is also a protective iron fence outside the research institute, which is three to four meters high. From the gap between the fences, one can see the desolation and desolation of the streets outside filled with horror and disaster.

This is a key protection area, and there should not be many infected people. Song Le led him out carefully.

What appeared in front of him was a fork in the road, leading to the residential area next to the institute, where the researchers of the institute basically lived.

But looking around, it has almost disappeared, and it seems to be half deserted.

There is also a long alley leading to the main road outside, Song Le hesitated for a moment, then decided to take the boss outside.

——No one knows whether there are infected patients staying in the almost abandoned residential building.

What's more, the alarm bell was so loud just now, and this kind of thing happened again...

and!The woman is not dead yet?

Since Song Le recalled a little bit how she was cruel and ruthless in the original plot, even with excitement, she did all kinds of research on the boss, peeled off many organs on his body, and reluctantly used regenerative agents, nails and even It was the skin, which was brutally cut off bit by bit.

He has no more sympathy for her.

Even just now, it was just a little fright and nausea.

But if she didn't die, then he might not be able to hide his affairs, and staying here for a long time would not be beneficial.

The two walked slowly to the empty street outside, and there was almost no one to be seen. There were flying newspapers and fallen leaves everywhere.

Many cars were parked on the side of the road, covered in ash.

Song Le didn't know where to go. After a while, he looked at him carefully and asked, "Why don't we find something edible to bring with us, and then go to the municipal library."