The God of Death in American Comics

This is a dingy laboratory the size of a football field, filled with an evil smell.

Countless culture tanks are placed in the laboratory, and the unknown liquid in the culture tanks is soaked in human experimental subjects with their eyes closed, and a large number of delivery tubes are inserted in the back to instill something.

However, the red warning light of the culture tank had already turned on, and the delivery tube had stopped transporting. Experimental subjects kept opening their eyes, breaking the culture tank, and breaking free, with the liquid spilling everywhere.

In a culture tank, the experimental subject moved his fingers, opened his eyes, opened his mouth and took a few sips of liquid, and hurriedly moved his hands.

"Bang" the glass shattered, the experimental subject tore off the delivery pipe and fell heavily to the ground.

Tilowska opened her eyes with some pain and wanted to say a few words, but coughed uncomfortably.

Tilloska, 23 years old, Brazilian, a working man who was deceived by rumors of gold mining in Midi. After suffering various unequal treatments, he became a member of a small gang in Brooklyn. This kind of There are probably eight thousand gangs in Brooklyn if they don't have ten thousand.

I looked around confusedly, why am I here? It hurts so much. My chest hurts so much.

Struggling to sit up, Tilowska looked at the painful spot in her chest.

What is this? I saw a huge hole in the middle of my chest. I stretched out my hand to explore. No, it was really empty.

Ignoring the pain in her body, Tilowska crawled to a piece of inverted glass.

"Ah" exclaimed. What was reflected in the glass was a young man with big earrings and an afro. There was a huge hole in his chest. On the left cheek, there was a white bone fragment hanging, and the fragment was about the same size. It's as big as half your cheek.

He reached out and touched the thing on his face and pulled it off. It hurt a little. It seemed that the thing had completely integrated with his skin.

"Roar" Perhaps it was Tilowska's exclamation that triggered the reaction, and there was a terrifying roar all around.

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and Tilowska turned her head to look. A man similar to herself was standing there.

I saw that the man was wearing a strange mask, and there was also a huge hole in his chest. The red eyes under the mask were looking at him like this.

Swallowing the non-existent saliva, Tilowska and the other person looked at each other for a while, and the person seemed to find it boring and turned around and left.

Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, Tilowska had time to look around. This seemed to be a laboratory. How could I be here?

A memory emerged. By the way, I was looking for a target on the street, and then I was hit by a stone falling from the sky. Before I fainted, I was wearing white socks and clogs, a dark kimono, and the figure holding a samurai sword in his hand. It hurt. Tilloska covered her head with her hands.

By the way, my legs were hit by rocks. I touched my feet with my hands and found that they were intact, with no pain or wounds at all.

Tilowska looked at the laboratory in front of her, touched the hole in her chest, and imagined many scenarios on her own. Thinking of this, the human experiment terrorist organization reached out and touched her crotch. Fortunately, it was still there, so everything was fine. Damn it, some bastard made that hole in my chest.

We need to get out of here quickly. Tilowska looked at the masked weirdo running past not far away. This was her first thought. This place was too evil.

He held up his hands and climbed up.

Hey Tiloska looked at it, and it seemed that her strength had become stronger.

He left here first and looked around. Since he didn't know the road, Tilloska chose a route with few masked monsters.

"Kacha kacha" When passing by an office, Tilowska saw a masked weirdo lying on a corpse, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Perhaps sensing the movement behind him, the human figure who was enjoying the food turned his head.

"Roar" was a low, warning voice, as if telling Tilowska not to come near.

One eyeball was caught by the other party's feet, and Tilowska was so frightened that she backed away and walked to the other side.

And the masked weirdo didn't chase him, he just looked at him, then turned around and continued to enjoy the food.

This is also something Tilloska discovered that is a bit strange. These masked monsters will not attack themselves. They seem to regard themselves as the same kind.

He lowered his head and looked at the hole in his chest. Maybe it was really like this, but why couldn't they speak? And the look in their eyes was almost like that of a beast.

The other party didn't want to attack him, but there seemed to be a voice in Tilowska's mind calling for him to eat the other party.

Around the corner, a masked man walked by. Tilowska looked at the mask on the man's chest and felt a little addicted to food.

No, how is this possible? He shook his head. He had not reached that level of cannibalism.

In this way, Tilloska restrained her intense eating and walked for a few minutes.

None of the masked weirdos around him were seen, and he didn’t know what was going on.

"Om".

Tilowska felt as if the entire building was shaking, and a smell began to float in the air that made her feel disgusted deep in her heart.

Moreover, his feet seemed to have entered a small pool, and the steps forward were a bit heavy.

"Hehehesuosuo" A faint sound of footsteps came from behind, and my senses seemed to have become more sensitive.

Tilowska looked around and quietly hid aside.

After a while, a tall man came along with several men armed with guns.

"Have all the data been destroyed? These experimental subjects can't last long. That person is too powerful." Lee Larsen asked the researcher in a white coat beside him.

"Sir, the data room has been blown up and all files on the computer have been deleted." the researcher replied.

"Okay, let's wait. This feeling, let's go over there." As soon as he entered the range of spiritual pressure and felt the changes coming from his body, Lilarson said hurriedly.

Although he didn't know why his body became heavy and his breathing became difficult, this did not prevent Li Larsen from knowing that this ability belonged to the young man in black clothes who was killing everyone on the ground just now.

As the senior director of this laboratory, Lilarson thought it would be better to avoid the other party.

"Sir, the passage over there is blocked by several experimental subjects." A soldier said while holding a tablet in his hand.

Several small red dots on the tablet blocked the road they were passing through, and because they entered the range of spiritual pressure, the computer in their hands began to flash irregularly with white flowers.

However, their group's ability to reach the entrance intact was thanks to the induction radar on the tablet.

"Damn it, let's go back, we can't deal with these experimental subjects." Lilarson said harshly. It was obvious that Lilarson must have somersaulted on these experimental subjects, and he seemed to be stared at by something terrifying. , making him feel uncomfortable all over.

After the group left, Tiroska stepped out of the shadows.

Huhuhu, when he was looking at these people just now, that kind of cannibalism came from this time, as if telling him that eating

If you eat more, the hole in the middle of your chest will not be so empty.