Survivor [Doom]

"Qichuan..."

"Qichuan..." The ear hurts, it's the kind of pain from the inside out, as if a hundred people are poking your ears with small needles, and at the same time, these hundred people are still blaming you. laugh.

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There are many things in this world that are unreasonable. For example, Qi Chuan is lying on the second floor of an abandoned house. To be precise, he is lying next to a big hole. The old house is obviously of poor quality. A large hole nearly two meters long and wide on the floor of the building looked miserable.

It can also be seen that there has been a fierce battle here not long ago.

The rancid smell had penetrated into his nasal cavity along the humid air, and a voice deep in his brain kept saying: "Wake up! Wake up! I'm going to die!"

But...he also remembered it very much, so tired, so tired, can't he take a break?Tired... But, why run away?Who is he?

"boom--"

"Bang—" The fragile wooden door made a frightening cracking sound, mixed with a few rough English swear words and gunshots.

"Must wake up," his brain told him.So, in the next second, the tall man who was half dead on the ground just now sat up instantly, accurately touched the penis pinned to his lower back, and opened towards the wooden door with a standard posture of holding guns with both hands "bang bang bang". Three shots were fired.

The wooden door fell, and there were two corpses outside the door.

"Huh..." The tall, strong white male who was leaning against the wall couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The danger of the target had exceeded their expectations, and now he was the only one left in the three-person team.Although rationality has always told him that the target is now seriously injured, the target is just stubbornly resisting, and it won't be long before the target will quietly faint to death in a small corner of this dilapidated house, and then he will take the target away On the operating table of the California laboratory, at that time, this arrogant and arrogant man will lie on the cold operating table like a dead fish and be disemboweled, and he will receive a huge bounty.

But the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and his thirsty itchy throat were contradicting his rationality.

"It's going to be okay...this damn Asian." He secretly cheered himself up, and then, he found a foot!Just around the corner from the front!And wearing black high leather boots!It was the target, he passed out by himself!

The Caucasian man's heart was beating wildly, and it was unknown whether it was nervousness or excitement that made his eyes redden uncontrollably.With the gun loaded, he moved against the wall, cautiously approaching the target.Of course, the finger is on the trigger, and the eye never leaves the scope.

It's getting closer... It's getting closer... It's getting closer... The young man lay on the ground with his face on the ground, motionless like a corpse, not even a slight rise and fall of his chest.

Appears to have passed out.The white man breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not relax his vigilance. He held the gun in one hand and reached for the rope pinned to his waist with the other.

This process only takes about a second or two.The young man who was still like a dead fish just now jumped up in a strange posture, and slapped the gun in his hand with his left hand. The white man is not a vegetarian. Although he didn't have time to adjust his posture, he still quickly pointed in the direction of the young man. Several shots were fired, one of which brushed against his ear, leaving a trail of blood.But the bad thing is that his gun was snatched away, and the opponent looked thin, but his strength was surprisingly great.This turn of events happened too fast, he who was still gaining the upper hand just now fell down in an instant, and before he had time to assume a fighting stance, the opponent had already knocked him to the ground with a fast and ruthless kick, and then, A foot stepped on his chest.

"Who are you?" The young man pointed a gun at his forehead.

"..."

"Don't say?" The young man said to himself and tilted his head. Before the white man could think of a word, the young man had already put his foot on his chin, "Speak, you are not dumb."

He swears, the tooth is loose.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and he hesitated to speak: "I...I..." Before he finished speaking, he was kicked again, "Chinese." The young man said coldly.

"...We are a non-governmental voluntary virus research organization, aiming to study special populations and save... save the world..." Special populations?save the world?what the hell.

The white man keenly sensed that the young man looked wrong, even though he knew nothing about the current situation—to be honest, he didn't quite understand why the young man didn't kill him right away.If the young man is sane now, he will know that the foreigner lying on the ground and his team have attempted to assassinate him several times, and according to their understanding of the target—that is, this young man named Qi Chuan, under normal circumstances It is said that he will not give the opponent too much breathing time. Now that he has talked so many words with him, it is the longest communication between them.

"Folk...research? Organization?" Qi Chuan frowned, trying hard to repeat the series of long sentences read out by the white man just now, but of course, he failed.

In fact, his sanity is not clear now, and he himself knows this very clearly. The reason why he behaves quite normally is because he is bluffing.

And he doesn't remember anything.

The memory is broken into pieces like minced meat chopped by a butcher, this taste is not very pleasant, it feels like a dream but not a dream.

"Yes." The white man's cold sweat had already soaked his front, and he tried his best to word: "Yes, we are, and we are friendly. We are here today to invite you to our secret experimental base to conduct an experiment for human beings." Very great research." Although he was speaking, in fact, his hand had already quietly wrapped around the waist of his trousers - where his last gun was hidden.

"Secret experiment..." Qi Chuan didn't notice the white man's petty gestures, but started to think deeply. It seems that this word brought some deep thinking to his memory.

"That's right..." The white man replied, holding the gun in his palm, but before he could draw it out!Qi Chuan's figure was as fast as lightning, and the white man didn't even see what he was doing. When he realized it, the gun had already been released, and his wrist felt a sharp pain.

I have to explain it again... He thought so, after all, he still has to collect the bounty, the target looks delirious, this is a good opportunity!It's okay, it's okay... He cheered himself up in his heart, and then, he saw that the target had raised his gun at him with a blank face.

"boom--"

Qi Chuan retracted his gun, and the white man on the ground died with his eyes wide open, a pool of blood slowly dizzying from the back of his head.

Just killed a person, but Qi Chuan didn't feel that much in his heart, the white man is dead, logically speaking he should feel relaxed, because the threat has been lifted, but... a voice in his heart said to him: Don't let your guard down , whenever.

He didn't understand where the voice came from, but a feeling called sadness gradually spread.

Qi Chuan wiped his face, walked over to the wall and sat down. Originally, he thought it would be small and rested for a while, but it turned into several hours before he knew it.

What's worse, he couldn't wake up.This feeling is actually very uncomfortable, he can clearly feel that he is sitting against the wall, the outside wind is blowing, it is very cold, oh he has forgotten, the wall is leaking, and the wind is mixed with the moisture of the cold night The spray was on his neck, and he knew he had to stand up and get out of here, the night was dangerous, but he couldn't move, as if the roar of some animal was getting closer.

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