I have a cub that escapes the boss

Fourteenth floor.

Mo Wenzhao is very grateful for his previous decision: to join the group of mutants.

Although there will always be some trouble.Judging from the attitude of the mutant when he was in the corridor just now—also, he could smell that compared with other mutants, he and Yun Hongcai had less bloody smell on their bodies—the two of them It seems that it is no secret that this person has never eaten human flesh.

Sooner or later they will face the test of human flesh, fortunately not now.

And now, they have seen that the mutants took out a box.He opened the box, and there were many small transparent bottles neatly placed inside, shaking the same colorless liquid in it, and there was a needle next to it.

"This is?"

"This is a good thing for everyone to complete the 'evolution'."

The mutant who took out the box smiled slightly.

They were covered in blood.Mo Wenzhao and Yun Hongcai, two people with clean clothes, looked out of place among the mutants.

The huge HELP on the window has solidified.With this as a precedent, if normal people want to transmit information through glass, the people downstairs will also give a discount to see it.

"—Where did you get this?" Mo Wenzhao asked.

He interrupted suddenly, but the mutant with the box was not annoyed.He looked at Mo Wenzhao, his eyes reminded Mo Wenzhao of snakes in the jungle.Cold and greasy, snake letters swept over his face and around his eyes.

Mo Wenzhao flinched because of this association.Fortunately, there was no one else here, and Yun Hongcai was beside him, but he was also worried about the atmosphere and his incompatibility, so he didn't notice it.

The mutant seemed very satisfied with Mo Wenzhao's reaction.

This is a deterrent, and it is also a warning to "I know you are not willing to let go of 'Qing Gao' and join us".Mo Wenzhao's question overlapped with his performance, and the mutant didn't think there was anything wrong with him asking this way.A poor, pathetic guy who is unwilling to accept the status quo, and would rather eat something terrible and unpalatable than accept the supreme deliciousness.He will always know that he is wrong.

So the mutant Kong Xin replied: "From the place where God descended. We are a new race created by God, and the ants of those old races will be trampled under our feet and become our lambs, our food!"

Mo Wenzhao: "..." What the hell? !

Do you want to be like this? !

Kong Xin smiled slightly.

The small bottle in the box was still about half full, and he didn't actually know what it was.When he found them, the original owner of the box was dead.Now, it's his stuff.

After his words fell, there was a moment of silence in the room.This reassured Mo Wenzhao a little: it seemed that other people also thought it was crazy.

It is a pity that the subsequent development did not go as Mo Wenzhao wished.

After a short pause, Kong Xin asked again: "Are you still hungry?"

He didn't wait for the others to answer.

Kong Xin raised his voice and asked the second question: "Do you still want food?"

Then came the third.

At this time, his voice was high-pitched, he opened his hands, made a gesture of hugging, and shouted: "Do you want to change this world and build a new utopia on top of the ruins!"

Seeing this, Mo Wenzhao suddenly realized.

He felt that with Kong Xin's performance, he could not be the one who "made" this box of liquid.

At best, it is just from what channel to get this thing.He didn't even know what kind of accidents and disasters this would bring.The box of liquid fell into his hands like a child who got the nuke button.He may press it, or he may not—the premise of all this is that this "child" doesn't understand at all what he is holding in his hand.

However, the difference is that Kong Xin is not a real child.

If he could see the follow-up in this world, the most likely ending he would get would be to be caught in prison and sentenced to death.

Mo Wenzhao wanted to smoke a little.He does not deny the attraction of flesh and blood to him, which makes him feel uncomfortable, as if there are thousands of feathers provoking his nerves, tempting him, asking him to go to the corner, pick up the stump somewhere, and bite it off. The muscles on it were torn with teeth, and the tongue was immersed in the blood that was not fresh.But Mo Wenzhao was only imagining such a scene. He had already calmed down, rubbed his thumb lightly on the side of his index finger, and used his imagination of cigarettes to curb this stronger desire.

He is human.

Not a beast.

After Kong Xin's third sentence, the people next to him began to respond: "Think!"

"we think!"

"Go out and tear them apart!"

"Eat them! Crush them!"

Kong Xin was immersed in such cheers.

Mo Wenzhao watched coldly, thinking: I may have thought too complicated before. The easiest way is to tie up Kong Xin, beat him up, and reveal the origin of the box...Of course, the premise of all this is still to go deep into the mutation. Among them, this step is not wrong.

I have to find a chance to place an order for Kong Xin.

In other words, artificially creating an opportunity for Kong Xin to place an order.

"stop!"

After enjoying a wave of cheers, Kong Xin made a "receive" gesture.

There was more regret in his tone, and he said: "It's a pity that because one brother didn't hold back, the lambs discovered our existence..."

He was referring to the mutant who was in the lobby and directly killed the person next to him.

"The hounds outside are watching." Kong Xin said, "So, after everyone's appetite has been satisfied, we have to face the reality: now, our brothers are still too few."

"What should I do?"

Someone asked cooperatively.

Kong Xin smiled slightly, and said the answer that had been planned before: "We want to create more brothers. Yuelai Hotel is just a starting point. After that, the entire Beijing city, the entire country, and the entire world—"

His voice fluttered.

Mo Wenzhao thought to himself: What is the background of this person?Could it be that they are engaged in MLM?

Kong Xin: "They are all our new restaurants."

Mo Wenzhao thought to himself: Come on, it's hopeless, do you really think you can't be killed by a gun?

He originally thought that after he entered the group of mutants, he would definitely struggle left and right, ups and downs between appetite and reason.However, looking at it now, Mo Wenzhao suddenly realized that he only felt that he was extremely sober, and he was completely different from the group of low-level creatures around him.

Instead, he strengthened his identity.

The mutants began to discuss how to start this first step.

They talked for a long, long time.Kong Xin immediately proposed to refill the water tank, Yun Hong listened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the other party again.Until Kong Xin began to recruit people and prepare for action.Yun Hongcai finally took the time to say to Mo Wenzhao, "Brother Mo, what do you think?"

"It should be a hotel worker." Mo Wenzhao said, "Because of an accident, he came into contact with that box."

Yun Hongcai: "I think so too. Can you take a look at the monitoring of the previous two days?"

Mo Wenzhao: "Two-pronged approach. This idiot, if Han Chuan comes, he can directly press him to death."

"That's right." Yun Hong was silent for a while, "Brother Mo, but we can't—"

"You can't 'rely on' Han Chuan." Mo Wenzhao said, "I know."

Fourth floor.

After the elevator door closed, Ji Hanchuan waited for a while to confirm that the other players had already gone down, and then asked, "Why can't you eat?"

Shao You: "This is the new content after the 'update'."

The reason for this is easy to understand.Ji Hanchuan understood, and smiled, "I forgot, this is the first version..."

His voice slowly dropped.

He turned his head and looked towards the elevator.

Ji Hanchuan frowned slightly.

"what sound?"

It's really not a moment of peace of mind.

third floor.

When the elevator door opened again, there were three people standing outside.

It seemed to be a family of three, parents, and a little boy.They looked terrified, watching the people in the elevator nervously.Seeing the spear in Jing Lu's hand, instead of worrying about being stabbed by it, they seemed a little relieved and asked cautiously, "Have you seen that monster before?"

Jing Lu was taken aback.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head and look at Guan Wenwen and Zhao Ke—after all, he didn't make the decision himself.But in the middle of the turn, he realized this, turned back abruptly, and told the people outside the elevator: "Get out."

His tone was cold and hard.

The man in the family of three seemed a bit embarrassed, while the little boy was hiding behind his mother. Hearing Jing Lu's words, he seemed to muster up his courage, poked his head out, and shouted, "We are not monsters! Are you monsters! Uh..."

He was pushed behind by his mother.

The mother protects the child, and the husband protects the wife.They smiled cautiously and said, "We are human too, isn't it? I want to go to the police on the third floor and see what's going on? The downstairs is full of blood, and we dare not go there. Alas, to be honest , why don't you believe it!"

The man looked very anxious, spinning around.

The little man came out a little more and looked at the people in the elevator.

The husband and wife asked: "Are you going downstairs? Are you going to see the situation? Can we also be with you?"