Marvel's King of the Undead

The screams and wails lasted for five minutes.

During these five minutes, Wayne watched helplessly as the patient transformed into a vengeful evil spirit, lying on the body of the incapacitated doctor, biting him to death one by one.

Due to a large amount of blood loss and years of torture, the patient's body has long been weak. Even after the recovery, the patient's weak hands and feet cannot cause serious harm to the doctor.

So later on, the patient simply gave up punching and kicking, and instead used his hands and body to hold down the doctor underneath him, opened his mouth, and vented his anger one bite at a time.

The doctor's breathing gradually disappeared, his trembling body gradually became quiet, and the muscles on his face had been twisted into a shape that ordinary people could not imagine.

At the last moment of his life, he finally gained a deeper understanding of his favorite entertainment game and successfully played another role in the game.

When the doctor came, the patient did not stand up again. He dragged his scarred body and fell to the other side of the room. He stretched out his bloody hand and pushed away Wayne's support.

It seemed that he was afraid that the dirty blood on his body would stain Wayne's clothes, or that after venting his anger, he no longer had the desire to live.

Leaning against the cold wall, the patient closed his eyes contentedly.

Looking at the blood on the ground and the minced meat scattered on the ground, Wayne moved his somewhat white fingers, silently opened the door and walked out.

Putting on the mask again, Wayne did not forget his purpose and the promise he had just made.

Now is not the time to sigh and be pretentious,

Next, he has more arduous tasks and missions to complete.

Keep walking forward,

The movement just now didn't seem to attract anyone's attention.

Maybe as the doctor just said, everyone here knew what he was doing at this time, so they subconsciously stayed away from this area.

This just made it easier for Wayne.

The environment on both sides is like an endless loop, with the same rooms one after another, filled with dazzling torture tools.

At the back, some of the tools made Wayne feel a little scared when he saw them.

As we walked, the environment finally changed.

Wayne stopped silently. To his right, the area of ​​the window suddenly increased. It was a small square-like room.

Through the huge transparent glass, there are naked corpses inside.

Men, women, the elderly, children....

Corpses were piled up randomly like garbage, forming a small hillside.

Although the skin color, appearance, gender, and age are different, all the corpses have the same expression.

That is,

pain.

The scene inside is like a real and human hell.

Looking at the corpse inside, Wayne couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.

After taking a few steps forward, Wayne finally saw the first sign at the door since entering the base.

It says garbage room.

"Squeak."

His fists clenched subconsciously,

Wayne's heart was filled with anger again,

Growing up in an orphanage, he once thought he had seen the ugliness of the world.

However, only then did he realize that what he thought was ugly before was nothing more than a child's prank compared to what he heard and saw today.

He had never thought that someone would be so indifferent to life and his own kind.

however,

Today was an eye-opener for him.

It took about ten minutes for Wayne to suppress his inner anger and impulse again.

"Calm down, be sure to calm down."

Wayne muttered to himself in the air.

Taking steps again, Wayne suddenly felt that his steps were a little heavy.

Not long after walking, the surrounding area suddenly opened up, and three routes appeared ahead.

Continuing to choose the middle passage, Wayne just walked in and met a patrolling soldier.

The two of them were slightly startled when they met.

"Why are you here?"

The soldier quickly pointed his gun at Wayne and asked.

"I'll clean up the trash."

The thick mask perfectly covered Wayne's face and expression, and the soldier didn't seem to notice anything unusual about the cleaner in front of him.

"Now is not the time to clean the lab, leave now."

Since Wayne was indeed wearing a cleaning department uniform, the soldiers did not fire, just a warning.

"Ok."

Wayne nodded, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

"and many more."

The soldier stopped Wayne again.

"What's wrong"

Wayne turned around, and the soldier's expression changed.

"What's the matter with the blood stains on your clothes?"

The soldier pointed the muzzle of his gun at the bright red color on the hem of Wayne's clothes.

This was the blood stain that Wayne accidentally got on when he was helping the patient loosen his ties.

"I accidentally got a little bit on it while cleaning up the trash."

When the word "trash" came out of his mouth, Wayne's face twitched violently. Fortunately, with the mask, the soldier did not see Wayne's expression.

"You know, that guy has a bad temper lately."

Wayne pointed upward.

He didn't know the doctor's name, so he had to use this method to mislead the soldiers in front of him.

The gun was lowered again. It seemed that the doctor's quirks had spread throughout the base. Wayne's words made the soldiers put aside their doubts.

Waving his hand, the soldier signaled Wayne to leave quickly, then turned around and prepared to return to his post.

But just looking back,

A gust of wind suddenly blew towards the back of his neck,

The soldier's footsteps paused. He had been here for a long time and knew the layout here very well.

There should be no air outlet for the air conditioner here, so where does this gust of wind come from?

The soldier did not doubt the cleaner because he had already identified him as one of his own.

Before the soldier could figure out the problem, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

The soldier's cervical vertebra was broken directly into two parts, and his head was pulled to his chest.

Less than a second passed, and the powerful force caused the soldier to lose consciousness without even feeling pain.

After dealing with the soldiers, Wayne was just about to continue his adventure when he suddenly had an idea.

After taking a look at the body on the ground, Wayne reached out and groped around on the soldier's body twice, and took out a black card from the soldier's breast pocket.

Take out the access card again.

Sure enough, people with different identities have different cards.

The janitor's card is green and the soldier's card is black.

After hammering his head, Wayne suddenly regretted it.

If he had discovered this problem earlier, he should have searched the doctor just now. Given his status, he should be able to enter all the locations here.

Putting both cards away, Wayne quickly accelerated his pace without cleaning up the soldiers' bodies.

He has killed more than one person along the way, and he needs to act quickly to find Wade before the other party finds him.

After walking a few steps, a full-metal iron gate appeared in front of Wayne. There was also a sensing area next to the iron gate.

He placed the soldier's black card in front of the sensing area and shook it.

"Crack."

The heavy metal door slowly opened.