The man in the white coat had dull eyes. After seeing Ezreal and others, he quickly walked up and said, "You...are you all alive?"

"What do you think?" Qiucola put the sickle on the man's neck, and Behemoth came out from behind Qiucola with a smile on his face.

"Of course we are living people. The dead will not threaten you with a sickle, and the dead will not laugh." Behemoth raised the chin of the man in front of him and looked at him with a smile.Her eyes were shining, as if they were glowing, emitting a light as beautiful as emeralds.

The white coat looked at Behemoth's eyes infatuatedly, those eyes were really beautiful, the blue eyes were like the clear moon in the clear night sky, so beautiful that it was unnatural.Suddenly he seemed to remember something, his body began to tremble, and he shouted in horror: "Director Behemoth Moss!"

His eyes were like a frightened little animal, full of alertness, and his body took a step back, as if he was planning to escape.But his feet only had time to move a step, and Qukola's sickle had already penetrated a little deeper into his neck, and traces of blood flowed from the skin of his neck. Although it was just a slight skin injury, he understood that at this time If he moves around, the sickle on his neck will definitely cut off the trachea in his neck without mercy.He swallowed and stopped moving.

Qiu Cora was also puzzled. It seemed that this man was Behemoth's subordinate, but he didn't feel happy at all to see his companions in the dangerous situation. Instead, it was like seeing a ghost. Behemoth looked at Does it look so scary?Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take another look at Behemoth. She was still her, good-looking and pretty, there was no scary part about her body, and she was even a little weak.

Behemoth gently poked Qukora's arm, indicating her to put down the sickle in her hand, and walked up to the white coat to ask questions.

Qiukora looked around, then looked at the small cell, and made sure that the only exit was blocked by them. No matter what, it was impossible for the person in front of him to escape, and all his movements would be seen by him.Then quietly, he finally removed the sickle from his neck.

"How do you know me? I remember that the third floor and the second floor are managed separately. I rarely come to the second floor. Logically speaking, people on the second floor should not know the director of the third floor. Besides, , why are you so afraid of me, what do you know?" Behemoth took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on the neck of his white coat, and said quietly: "Am I that scary? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"Actually, I am not a researcher on the second floor. I am also a person on the third floor. I escaped to the second floor." Sweat continued to flow from the white coat, and Behemoth also helped him to remove the sweat. wipe.Originally, being wiped by a beautiful woman should be considered a very lucky and comfortable thing, but here in Bai Daco, it became an unspeakable torture. His eyes were full of fear, and he wanted to escape, but his body did not dare. There was no movement at all.It's just that the more you wipe off the sweat, the more it becomes.

"You look really afraid of me! Is it because I'm ugly and scary? It's a bit sad!" Sweat seemed to be flowing endlessly on the white coat, and the more it was wiped off, the more she stopped wiping it off. He stood up and said quietly, and after he finished speaking, he really made a sad expression as if he was about to cry.

"Of course not, Director Behemoth, you are so beautiful, I just, just..."

"What are you? You bastard, tell me what you have to say quickly. There are countless monsters here waiting to take advantage of us. Who has time to hang out with you!" Karl grabbed his hand. The collar lifted him up, looking fierce.

It's hard to believe that the person in front of him who is more hooligan than a gangster is the polite Karl just now, but this is Karl. Before he became a researcher, or when he was still studying, his temper was not very good. He would fight on the streets. He was the one who fought fiercely. After his talents in the research field were developed and he entered a more professional school, his temperament was restrained and he became a well-educated gentleman.However, the gangster in his heart has not disappeared, and he never minds wielding his fist when needed.

Karl held up his white coat and threatened, with an aggressive look in his eyes.It really looks like those gangsters who fight with people with iron rods and don't care about the consequences of hitting others on the head with their sticks.The only difference between him and those gangsters is that he also has a white coat. As long as he puts it on, he will become an educated researcher and a gentleman.

"I, I..." Not only did the white coat's legs tremble as Karl lifted him up, but his voice also began to tremble, and Karl made a fist in front of him.

"What are you doing? If you have anything to say, please speak quickly. If you stutter again and waste our time, I will break your legs and leave you here to wait for those monsters to crawl over and eat you. I forgot to tell you that there are many zombies in the direction we are coming from, and for someone like you who cannot move, they should be quite welcome."

Bai Daguao is also a researcher here. Naturally, he is very clear about the consequences of falling into the mouths of zombies. Falling into the mouths of zombies is something he dare not even think about. When he thinks of this, he can't help but swallow his saliva.

"I thought Director Behemoth planned to use parasites on me too!" Carl is a gangster. Most people are afraid of gangsters. Most people are selfish and afraid of death.When facing danger, they will try their best to protect themselves. Such people are more afraid of gangsters, because gangsters are more selfish and ruthless, and they are unreasonable.The white coat is an ordinary person, so he is afraid of hooligans, so he is afraid of Carl, Behemoth, and even Ezreal, who has never spoken a word so far, because they are all hooligans.

"Parasite? What is that? Have you used it on him?" It has always been Ezreal's good habit to ask questions when he doesn't understand, and it is also Karl's good habit to answer questions.

"Parasite, this thing can be regarded as a kind of monster. It can be regarded as a relatively important research project in the base. Parasites are bugs infected by viruses. This in itself is not a big deal. The infinite possibilities of viruses will make Viruses can infect almost most animals in the world, and insects are no exception. What really makes parasites an important research target is their special characteristics. They can also be infected twice, and the consciousness of life infected by parasites will Being eaten, but still retaining some intelligence, they can not only use some weapons, but can even cooperate with other people infected by parasites. The most important thing is that their strength will be greatly enhanced."

"So, you escaped?" Behemoth already knew what happened on the second floor.

The base was attacked by the empire, and someone on the second floor planned to use parasites to fight back, or lizards to cut off their tails, using the lives of other people to give themselves time to escape. Obviously, not only the materials were selected, but also ordinary researchers She was also attracted by it. The guy in front of her probably escaped from it. When she saw Behemoth Moss, she thought that Behemoth Moss was here to catch her. No wonder she was so nervous.

The white coat nodded and admitted.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to become a monster. Please let me go!" The white coat suddenly knelt on the ground.The liquid in his eyes was worthless. He even hugged Behemoth's thigh and kissed her shoes, as humble as an insect, an insect that didn't want to die.

"I don't know if you will die, but at least you won't turn into a monster in my hands. If she really has parasites, then I guarantee you that she will lose her head before the injection. At this time Can you get up? You disgust me."

The head in the white coat immediately nodded like a fool. Of course, this was not because he believed what everyone said, but more because he was afraid. He was afraid of begging for the sickle in his hand, and he was afraid that his head would be smashed in the next second. This bloody sickle was chopped down.

"That's enough, get up." Korra waved her hand impatiently and took the lead to continue walking. Since she was not a monster or an opponent, she lost interest.

The white coat carefully followed Qiu Cora. ​​It was not that he was not afraid of Qiu Cora, nor did he trust that Behemoth would really not do anything to him. He just understood that if he continued to stay in that place, he would only end up dead. One, those companions controlled by parasites, those people from the empire, zombies infected with the virus, and all kinds of messy monsters.

Any one of them would undoubtedly kill him. If he wanted to survive, he had to leave here and leave this base. Although the risk of following Korra was so high, he was willing to take the risk in order to survive.

"Go away! Who allowed you to follow me!" Qiukola stopped, turned around, and pointed the scythe directly at the white coat's forehead.

"Sir, please take me with you. I don't want to die. I will definitely die if I continue here. Please help me." The knees of the white coat softened and he almost knelt on the ground again, but when he thought of the person in front of him, he didn't like someone to kneel on him. In front of him, he forced himself to stand and begged Qiu Korra desperately.

"What does your life and death have to do with me? Why should we take you with us?"

"Please take me with you. I can't get out of this base by myself. You don't need to protect me. I can protect myself. You just need to let me follow you. It will never affect you, absolutely. No, so please take me with you." "You are very annoying. If you say you won't take me, then you won't take me. With more people, the target will be bigger, and it will be easier to attract monsters. You have no effect at all, so why should I risk it? I want you to follow me out of danger."

"I, I, I am very familiar with the second floor. Although I am a staff member on the third floor, due to the special nature of my work, I often come to the second floor. I am already very familiar with this floor."

"Well, then I wish you good luck. I already have a map and I don't need navigation anymore." Qiukora pointed to Behemoth beside him, "Okay, sir, you can leave now. ? While I can still bear not to kill you."

"Actually, although I know the general structure of the second floor, I have basically never been to the second floor. I am not familiar with this floor. Maybe you can consider taking him away. It's not a bad thing to have one more person to guide you. ." To Bai Daco's surprise, the person he was most afraid of was speaking for him at this time. He looked at her with gratitude, and the latter just nodded with a smile.

"No, what I need is to get out of here, not to study the road here. You already know enough, enough for us to go out. We don't need such a detailed map. There is no need to carry this oil bottle."

"Don't be so useless as others say. Danger will always be encountered. I believe that Lord Martial God's strength can definitely solve most of the dangers, but it is only the vast majority of dangers. Things happen to be on this road. What about the dangers beyond the capabilities of Lord Martial God?"

"Could he be able to deal with it?" Qiukola was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to examine the white coat in front of her again. She soon came to the conclusion that this white coat was still just an ordinary guy who was even worse than an ordinary person.Her mind began to process Behemoth's words.

"Of course not. If she can solve a problem that even the God of War cannot solve, the person who knelt down just now is not him but us. He is just a poor weak chicken, and a weak chicken can't do anything. Maybe it would be good to defeat the scary monsters and use it to make drinks for them." Behemoth said with a smile. The white coat was angry and embarrassed, but he didn't dare to raise his head and say a word for himself. These are all The fact is one aspect, but more of it does stem from the fear of Behemoth. She does not dare to bear the consequences of contradicting Behemoth.

"But weak chickens also have their uses." Behemoth's eyes were shining, giving off an unfriendly light, "Remember there is a joke, after meeting a bear in the forest, you don't need to run. To be faster than that bear, you just need to run faster than your companions. I think even such a weak chicken can be used to feed the monster. Maybe it will let us go after it is full of food and drink. One horse.”

Although I haven't known Behemoth Moss for a long time, I can still see a little bit of her character, Qiu Korra.She is not the kind of person who is selfish and harms the interests of others for her own benefit, but she is definitely not a person who is overflowing with compassion.Such a person should only care about the people around her, and she should be unwilling to accept people outside her circle. Even if she won't kick others when they jump off the building, she won't try to stop them either. That's right.

At this time, she actually begged to herself for a stranger, which made Kukora couldn't help but guess the relationship between the two. No matter what their relationship was, at least one thing was known, Behemoth Moss did not want him to die.

"What you said is not unreasonable. When the monster catches up, cut you into half. It should take some time for it to eat your body. How about it? Map No. [-], do you dare to come and be a monster? Feed?" Although Qiukola was asking, he didn't intend to wait for the white coat's reply. Once he finished speaking, he ignored the white coat and left without looking back, while the others hurried away. Follow Qiu Ke and pull behind.Everyone turned a blind eye to the white coat half kneeling on the ground, even Behemoth Moss.Everyone who can help has been helped. If I don't have the courage to come out, no matter how much I say, it will be in vain. I deserve to die here.

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