The twelve spells at the beginning, I beat the people of the motherland violently

Outside the laboratory, dozens of security personnel have occupied various favorable positions, set up their firearms, and are keeping an eye on the passage of the laboratory.

Further out, the safety passages and elevators leading to the ground have been blocked.

"Professor, please retreat to a safe place immediately!" A security guard pushed Professor Charles toward the elevator. "Most of the researchers have evacuated. You'd better leave as soon as possible...it's very dangerous here!"

"No, it's impossible..." Professor Charles, who was in a daze, realized at this time, and grabbed the security guard's hand, as if seeking approval, "Impossible! We have done countless experiments... He can't be that powerful. ! Something must have happened..."

"My colleagues and the locomotive paid a heavy price to let us know that the person inside is very powerful!" the security staff urged, "Professor, please evacuate as soon as possible!"

The five or six researchers standing in the elevator looked at Professor Charles eagerly.

If Colin is really as scary as the professor and security personnel describe, with the madness Colin shows, it will be their nightmare...

"Something must have happened, I can't tell... maybe this is the breakthrough point in our research! This is the best opportunity!" Professor Charles did not feel the urgency behind him, and he still asked unwillingly, "Where is the locomotive? Locomotive is not dead... Locomotive can stop him! Locomotive..."

You don't want your life, but we want our lives... The few remaining security guards in the elevator took a breath of cold air.

The security personnel were no longer polite and pushed Professor Charles into the elevator: "The locomotive has been injured. He said he was going to inform the people of the motherland..."

A loud bang interrupted the security guard.

The security guard didn't hesitate any more, clenched the rifle in his hand, and turned to look at the entrance of the laboratory passage where gunshots were making loud noises.

A huge steel plate flew over and cut off the security guard like a flying knife, then continued backwards and cut into the wall on the side of the elevator.

If the steel plate was shifted another half meter to the right, it would hit the elevator.

A few exclamations.

In the elevator, the researcher, who was covered in cold sweat, hurriedly pressed the door button.

In front of the fallen body of the security guard, the elevator door closed and then rose rapidly. The researcher inside looked at the "experimental materials" walking out amid the sound of gunfire in fear, and exhaled at the same time.

Only Professor Charles stared at Colin as he walked out, still muttering words like "impossible" and "science".

……

Colin walked out of the passage, raised his head slightly, and looked at Professor Charles on the elevator.

"Professor, you can't escape," he said softly.

It was like speaking to Charles, but also like a promise to himself.

With a "pop" sound, several bullets hit Colin's body at the same time, causing Colin to take a step back.

His face turned into a bloodthirsty smile, and Colin raised his hand: "Go! Walter Company deserves death! Let them feel all the pain we have suffered!"

"Roar!" The fierce Mark jumped out, got down on all fours, and like a wolf, quickly rushed towards the security personnel who were shooting.

The gunshots converged on Mark.

But Mark was extremely fast and agile. He used the cover to move through the hail of bullets, but few bullets could hit him.

A distance of tens of meters is reached in an instant.

Quickly approaching the security personnel, Mark's bloodshot eyes were extremely ferocious.

With a wave of his right hand, his sharp claws sliced ​​through the neck of a security guard, severing the man's neck silently.

When he ran to the next person, the person's head fell off his neck, and the wound was extremely smooth.

Linda jumped out from behind Colin, and like a flea, she hit the security crowd in an instant.

There was chaos of gunfire, screams, and the strong smell of blood began to spread.

At this time, Daniel smiled cruelly, spread his wings, and hovered into the sky like a bat.

Like a demon in the sky, he catches a security guard every time he falls.

Colin turned his head and looked at Besley who didn't take action.

"I don't know how to fight..." Besley said cautiously.

Colin said calmly: "I don't like worthless people. Are you sure you won't fight or kill?"

"Yes! Of course I will kill people! Don't abandon me..." Besley swallowed and walked away stiffly.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and the bullet passed through Besley's body. He suddenly collapsed into a sticky mess like mud. Only one head remained unchanged and fell on the mud, with a face full of embarrassment.

"A piece of trash can compete with the deep sea." Colin shook his head speechlessly.

He kicked Besley toward the security guard who fired the gun. He took a deep breath, and then started running forward in the face of the sparse gunfire.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the impact of the bullet did not stop him in the slightest.

After punching out a security guard, he suddenly heard a prompt from an emotionless voice.

"The distortion points are increasing rapidly and have reached [-] points. We are just shy of [-] points to extract a new spell. Please keep up your efforts."

Colin was slightly startled.

Why does the distortion point increase so quickly?

In the past, it only increased by one point at least every day, and only ten or twenty points at most times. But why did it increase by one hundred points at once this time?

So after all calculation, it would take less than half a year and at most a few days before he could draw a new spell again...

But is this related to escaping from the cell, or is it related to murder?

Colin was lost in thought.

But now was not the time to think so much. Colin put aside the doubts in his heart, looked at the security personnel who had retreated frantically, and smiled ferociously.

In less than a minute, dozens of people were killed and only a dozen were left. It can only be said that ordinary people are fragile in front of super humans.

Only super humans can resist super humans!

……

Covered in blood and beaten beyond recognition, the locomotive was leaning in the corner of the elevator, breathing with his eyes closed.

In the elevator, the staff of Watt Company, who were wearing uniforms and holding documents, took a careful look at the locomotive with their peripheral vision and huddled in another corner, trying to get as far away from the locomotive as possible.

When he reached the floor, Locomotive shook his aching head and hurriedly walked out of the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, the locomotive remembered something.

The expression on his face changes.

In 30 seconds, the scene of almost being beaten to death replayed in his mind, and it was finally fixed on that crazy young face.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his right foot and kicked a steel sculpture next to him.

Severe pain came, making his brain go black. He held on to the swaying sculpture to prevent it from falling.

"Watfak..."

He withdrew one hand and held it against his sweaty forehead.

It took a while before the unbearable pain subsided slightly.

The locomotive glanced at his deformed right leg, and put his palm on his face to spread the blood evenly, making it look even more miserable.

I looked around, but there was no one around.

He took a deep breath and his face turned into one of pain.

"People of the motherland, this is bad!"

Dragging his right leg, he staggered towards the Super Seven meeting room and ran into the arms of his motherland.

"People of the motherland..." The knocked-down locomotive grabbed the cloak of the motherland and gasped weakly, "Down below, that guy...the laboratory..."

"Don't be nervous, my friend." The smiling motherland man helped the locomotive up, his voice was steady and strong, "I already know what happened."

He hugged the locomotive and pushed it away: "Don't worry, I won't let him escape from the laboratory. If I can catch him once, I can catch him twice."

No longer caring about the locomotive, the people of the motherland confidently walked to the elevator.

"You should rest now." The deep sea behind patted the locomotive on the shoulder, looked at the locomotive's broken leg, and quickly caught up with the motherland.

Black Anjing followed quietly behind.

It wasn't until the three people's backs disappeared from sight that the locomotive breathed a sigh of relief.

Dragging his right leg to his seat and sitting down, he looked at his broken right leg and cursed "Fake" in a low voice...