Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

After walking for more than 20 minutes, the person who led the way opened a cellar cover, revealing a spacious and cold room.

"This is the icehouse." The person leading the way said briefly, and stretched out his hand to pull Coning.

Coning held the opponent's hand and climbed up with his strength.

This freezer also has lighting and looks like it has backup power.There were frozen ingredients nearby, and... eight people in protective suits sitting or lying down.

"A newcomer is here."

The man with Coning greeted everyone.

Everyone present was wearing masks, and Corning couldn't tell the expressions of other people.

"Newcomer, introduce yourself." One person said.

Before Coning could figure out what to say, the person who had led him before started talking.

"This is the guy who did the breeding experiment with number 13. We were surprised that he didn't die."

After listening to this introduction, other people in the cold storage gasped in amazement, and one person even blew a whistle.

Coning couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

There's no way he'd take it easy that he's ever been paired with a monster.

At this time, the manhole cover that Koning and the others had just walked through was opened again, and a security guard who described it as a bit of a mess climbed in.

He is also wearing a full-body protective suit, with a black helmet on his head, and is fully armed.

"My God, the crazy No. 13 is a nightmare. I almost didn't come back alive." The security guard sighed and climbed into the cold storage.

Coning couldn't help coughing.

"Do you have any preliminary plans for how to leave?"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to him.

"There is no particularly good plan, what do you think?" asked the one who brought Coning back.

"I don't know the situation in the laboratory, but I saw a monster disguised as researcher Leslie. After the attack, it turned into something like a vascular fungus." Corning said.

"Leslie?" Many people exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Conning asked back.

"Actually, the person who brought you here is Leslie." The security guard who came behind Corning said in a deep voice.

Coning heard the last three words the other party said clearly, and jumped a long way back in shock.

Although the other people in the cold storage were strangers to Coning, they all became suspicious of Leslie when they heard him tell a strange story without knowing it.

"What was he talking about? Leslie, you know?"

Everyone asked in a row.

Coning looked at the motionless figure standing not far from him, and he still felt a little unbelievable.Is this person Leslie too?Just followed this guy all the way? !

The last security guard who came in took out a dagger from his waist and threw it in front of Leslie.

"I've seen those weird monsters, that is, things like that kind of fungus... I think this experimental subject may not be lying. Of course, we have to admit that the monster may have pretended to be your identity, Leslie, for Prove your innocence, let us all give you the back at ease, you might as well cut off some hair and nails in front of everyone, and provide a little blood sample. If they leave your body without change, then we can all not worried."

Leslie hadn't said a word since Corning talked about him.

But now that the security guard threw the dagger to him, he slowly put his hands on his head and took off his mask.

Sure enough, it was Leslie's slightly high-cheekboned, freckled face.

Coning felt that he already had a shadow on this face.

Leslie glanced at everyone, smiled and bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground.

"Proof... Of course, I need proof. Hair, nails, blood, um..."

After Leslie finished speaking, he grabbed the brown hair at the back of his head, and the other hand holding the dagger didn't cut to the end of the hair, but... it was cut on the neck! !

Before everyone had time to react, Leslie cut a circle around the neck with the sharp dagger, and lifted his head up with the hand that was pulling his hair.There were still some uncut remaining flesh and flesh connections that were ripped off by him. The pale skin was broken like a jelly candy, and there was no blood left when it was torn off.

Seeing that his former teammate turned out to be such a monster, everyone in the cold storage screamed.

Leslie's headless body dropped the head in its hand in front of the crowd.

The head of the man who didn't bleed any blood tutted on the ground and rolled in front of the crowd, then the other party chopped the dagger to the other arm and threw it at the crowd together.

"Take it...take it all, take a good look...haha..."

The security guard had already taken out a gun and started shooting at him, and the other people in the cold storage also reacted and attacked Leslie's head and body with their weapons.

Corning didn't need to make a move, and Leslie turned into a pool of red fungus under the concentrated fire.

And everyone did not expect this situation at all. Even though Leslie had died, he still couldn't recover for a long time.

"my God……"

It was also difficult for Coning to calm down.

This Leslie turned out to be a fake too. The other party seemed to be taking care of him so much along the way, and even gave him a hand just now. Why? !

Coning looked at the right hand that he and Leslie had just pulled, and felt a chill.

Fortunately, in order to avoid No. 13's thermal vision, he specially wore protective clothing. If it was not damaged, he should not be infected with any strange germs.

Because "Leslie" was indeed dead, everyone finally returned to calm after discussing for a while.

Although it is not sure whether that weird monster will only become Leslie, Coning still tried to win over this group of precious allies.

"It is said that a monster like Leslie is just a dick, and it may have many dicks, as well as a body."

Coning's words were undoubtedly another bomb, blowing up the nerves of the crowd again.

"What did you say?"

Fortunately, among this group of people, the security guard had a good heart, and he stabilized the debate among the crowd.

"Stop quarreling, Leslie has been in this team for a long time, and he knows many of our plans." The security guard glanced at the door solemnly. "This place can't stay any longer."

Everyone gasped, realizing that what he said was right.All stood up and prepared to leave.

Someone worried.

"Where can we go? Those dangerous experimental subjects are everywhere, and we are running out of ammunition."

"I don't know...leave here first." The security guard ordered the others to go down first.

Coning stayed at the end, and the security guard nodded when he saw him.He was allowed to join the team by default.

Coning, who was at the end, saw that the other NPCs had left, so he silently took out the [Pyramid of Evil Thought] and used it again.

Although this prop didn't work before the danger came last time, before knowing these NPCs or players, the judgment of this prop is also an important factor to help him explore the attitude of the crowd.

A black light invisible to others across the range of 100 meters, quickly returned to the [Pyramid of Evil Thoughts] in his hand.

This prop will absorb the charge of evil thoughts within a range of [-] meters. Now the grooves in the prop are all empty, obviously no evil thoughts have been absorbed.

Coning breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the pyramid back into his satchel, and followed the crowd.

Leon saw Coning rushing over and took the initiative to talk to him.

"You can call me Leon."

Coning also nodded politely. "You can call me Corning."

"Is this the name before being treated as a test subject?"

"Yes."

Leon glanced at the team behind him, and chatted with Coning.

"Actually, it's all thanks to Leslie that we met you and saved you. It is said that you have encountered this monster before, so his target may be you."

Coning was taken aback by the other party's words.

"what?"

"Yes, we were just looking for a possible exit. It was Leslie who told me that he saw a survivor, then told me how to save you, and then escaped." Leon explained in detail.

"To be honest, this particularity makes me feel bad." Coning looked helpless.

"Do you have anything worthy of the other party's attention?" Leon asked bluntly. "Maybe your traits can help us."

Coning was silent for a while, then said.

"Actually, I can communicate with No. 13 and cooperate to a certain extent. Does this count?"

"Of course, I have had close contact with No. 13 just now. I think its combat effectiveness is at the forefront of this research institute. If No. 13 is willing to stand by our side, then our safety will be greatly increased." Leon said affirmatively .

"However, number 13 is becoming more beastly because it devoured other experimental subjects. If he can't find the fusion potion, when he sees me, his mind is only thinking about the instincts of some wild beasts, and he can't communicate effectively at all." Coning beautified the essence of number 13. □□thoughts on

When Leon heard this request, he was also stunned. Obviously, after searching for the exit, he also knew that most of the warehouses containing the medicines were destroyed.

"Perhaps... we can find a few by splitting up. Those medicines are in large quantities." Leon said thoughtfully.

"The last 'Leslie' I met told me that all the medicines in the warehouse were destroyed by the experimenters. If you want to, it is more likely to go to Dr. Wen Chen's computer to copy the formula and make it. He It also claimed that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and No. 13 and I met a giant snake experiment at the door of Dr. Wen Chen's dormitory. After the battle, No. 13 ate its brain, which caused our temporary search team to Disband."

After listening to Coning's words, Leon was speechless for a long time.

"Now here's the question, are we going to go to the clue that 'Leslie' suggested?"

Leon became muffled, obviously a question that couldn't be easily decided.