His Majesty the Demon King of Justice

In his hazy consciousness, Dr. Thompson seemed to see the fluttering Texas state flag. He suddenly recalled that day in 11, the afternoon when Thomas came to Dallas...

Thomas is not a Texan, but he likes everything in Texas, huge steaks, huge cheese toast, unlimited speed highways, and unrestrained Texas cowboys.Every time he comes to Dallas, Thomas, a skinny New Mexican, laughs like a true Texan.

But that day... Is it June or July in 07?Thompson no longer remembers.He only remembered that the meeting was not very pleasant. Thomas was as nervous as a terminally ill patient, and even a super-large steak could not relax him for a moment.Not long after this meeting, Thompson received the bad news that Thomas' license as a doctor had been revoked.

After several meetings, Thompson never asked Thomas why his license was revoked. He knew that if Thomas thought it could be told to him, he would tell him. Someone who makes people worry about him.The fact is also true. Thomas, who lost his license to practice, did not end up in trouble. New Mexico still needs a skilled doctor like him, and not everyone cares whether he holds a license.

"Bang-"

"What?! What are you going to do? Let go of me, bastard!"

"Hey, make him quiet!"

"Oh!"

"what--!"

"Idiot, don't start!"

Dr. Thompson was awakened, but he didn’t have the strength to sit up suddenly like the people who were awakened in the movie... There was a faint pain in his chest and back where he had been beaten, and there was obvious burning pain at the opening at the corner of his mouth, and his legs passed from time to time. The numbness that never goes away.

Strenuously turning his head and looking in the direction of the sound, Mr. Thompson's pupils suddenly widened - he saw a white man in police uniform thrown into the next "room" with his arms cut behind his back. When the bleeding policeman lay on the ground and groaned, people in white isolation suits confiscated his gun, pager, mobile phone and wallet.

The sound of thick-soled rubber shoes stepping on the concrete floor gradually faded away. After dozens of seconds, the man lying on the ground let go of his hands holding his head. He raised his head and looked around cautiously. Dr. Thompson found that the policeman’s injuries were not serious. As serious as it looked, he jumped up nimbly and carefully checked the closed room that closed him. After several attempts, he hit the laminated bulletproof glass wall with his shoulder a few times, and cursed something in a low voice. Turning to look at Dr. Thompson.

"Sir, are you all right?"

Dr. Thompson wanted to get up to answer, but after struggling for a while, he could only support his upper body: "Thank you, I'm fine. You are..."

"Some fucking bastard called the police saying he was robbed, hell, my partner... I hope that idiot will remember to report me missing." The policeman slapped the glass wall hard again, and the wall did not move. There was a slight change of tone when Kong Zhong came out, "You seem to have been locked up here for a long time, sir, do you know what's going on here?"

Dr. Thompson couldn't help but smiled wryly, and shook his head vigorously: "I only know that there are many people like me and you who have been arrested. They seem to hope to get something from us, but I'm sorry, even now I don't know What exactly are they trying to do..."

"How come, do you really know nothing, sir?" the policeman asked in surprise.

"It's true, they let me, let us..." Thompson turned his head to the other room. The cubicle here is composed of two concrete walls and two laminated bulletproof glass walls. Except for the police next door, he can only watch To the opposite side, however, the two compartments directly opposite are no longer inhabited, "Let's get in touch with some kind of strange, I don't know what kind of iron box it is, and we will enter into some kind of strange It's like a dream, I myself became an oriental, surrounded by weird oriental dreams, you can live like another person in the dream, everything is as real as if I was in It's like living another life... But it's just a dream after all, when you wake up, those weird guys will hope to see some changes in you that they need, but, hell, who knows what they need What about things? Anyway, I don't know." Dr. Thompson looked a little decadent, probably because too many unreasonable things made him lose the strength to get angry.

The policeman who was locked up next door was very young, at least 20 years younger than Dr. Thompson. He seemed to understand something from Dr. Thompson's words, and his expression became serious: "Sir, the dream you mentioned means that you have become Did you meet a little girl from Huaxia? You are a ninth-grade student in Huaxia Kingdom. You live in a dream like a ninth-grade student in Huaxia Kingdom, and you can understand the Chinese language spoken by the people around you without any obstacles. Yes ?"

"Yes sir." Dr. Thompson looked at the policeman in shock.

"Oh God, these lunatics—" the young policeman burst out a series of Texas swear words, and slapped the glass wall even more excitedly, "I know what it is, it's a game carrier made by the Chinese people and the devil, that damn It is not an ordinary game, it can turn people into extraordinary people, just like those superheroes in superhero movies, but the probability is very low, hell low!"

Dr. Thompson was even more shocked, his lips squirmed, and after a while, he barely made a sound: "Thomas..."

"What did you say?"

Dr. Thompson's mind was in chaos, and doctors like him were openly arrested, and even the police began to attack, indicating that there were already successful cases that gave them confidence—then, who would this successful case be?

The 24-hour fluorescent lights make it impossible for the detainees in this underground secret room to discern the passage of time. After an unknown period of time, those people wearing white isolation suits and thick-soled rubber boots appeared in the corridor again. After hearing the movement, the police pretended to be injured and lay down on the ground, probably preparing to fight back suddenly when the other party came in to pick him up, but those people did not give him such a chance, they sprayed water into the compartment through the ventilation holes After spraying white spray, the policeman was completely unconscious before opening the isolation door and dragging the policeman out.

Extracting Dr. Thompson was not so troublesome. When two strong white men opened the door and came in, Dr. Thompson, who had suffered a lot, climbed out of bed and followed them obediently.

More people were extracted from the next compartment one by one, some were stunned like the police, and some were as silent and obedient as Dr. Thompson.Thompson knew some of them, and there seemed to be fewer familiar faces than he had seen before.

How long have I been locked up?Dr. Thompson forgot how long it had been since he last had that thought.He was numbly taken with others to a spacious, airy room full of medical instruments, and he lay down on a white single chair according to their requirements. Entering like in the past would at least allow him to relax A moment's dreamlike dream--

Dr. Thompson would go to church once a week, but that was just a habit. He was not a believer, nor was he a person who loved medicine so much. He just tried his best to save those lives he could save, even if it was just one.He's just an ordinary Texan who never thought he could save the world, and he never thought he could be that great.

Knowing from the mouth of the young policeman that what these people want is extraordinary, superhero-like superpowers, Dr. Thompson feels nothing but despair... He will never become extraordinary, he knows in his heart, but will these people let him go?Are they reasonable people?If so, he wouldn't be here... He has booked several surgeries this month. After he disappears, who will perform the surgery on those patients...

This day's "experiment" made no progress as usual. When Dr. Thompson got off the single chair, he saw several people in white isolation suits beating the young policeman. The policeman had high hopes, and that's why he was so angry when he failed--Dr. Thompson could understand it so clearly because he had encountered it before.

Before being locked back in the compartment, these test subjects can get a nutritious meal. Obviously, the people who manage here are very patient, and they don't intend to treat them as consumables under the premise of using them.It's just that after he was locked up this time, the young policeman next door couldn't chat with him anymore, and he was hurt more seriously this time than last time.

The fluorescent light that was not turned off stimulated Dr. Thompson's retinal nerves, so he could only lie down and bury his head in the pillow, but this could not isolate the painful groans near his ears, some of which came from the policemen next door, Some came from rooms farther away, separated by concrete walls. Dr. Thompson also heard people crying softly, as if missing their loved ones.

Amy, Jason... Dr. Thompson silently chanted the names of his wife and son. He accepted the experiment on the condition that his wife and son can live a safe and normal life. If he dies, his wife and son can get a sum of insurance money— —He didn't know whether such a choice was correct, but he really had no other choice, when the gun was aimed at their family of three.

After a few days, or a little longer, the young policeman next door also became silent, his eyes were no longer full of defiance, and he no longer tried to talk to the people locked in other rooms.Dr. Thompson could understand that in such a hopeless and dark place, who can keep hope?

After an unknown amount of time, when he was brought to that room again, Dr. Thompson, who was unable to fall asleep quickly, heard someone whispering.

"No. [-] is about to be overwhelmed... Professional physical therapists can't calm him down... The bastards over there are throwing the responsibility on us, blaming us for not being able to discover the No. [-] test subject. Damn it, they Don’t you know how to cherish rare samples more?”

"If this continues, it will be impossible to explain to the senator..."

"Who knows, if the higher ups are willing to give more money, everything can be controlled..."

"I've suggested long ago that we should try with a priest."

"Did you think it wasn't tried above? It didn't work..."

"Why don't you go to school and find some little ghosts who are both good in character and learning..."

"You expect to find suitable material in public schools?"

"Didn't the Huaxia people find it?"

"...seems to make sense, old man."

Dr. Thompson's body trembled slightly with anger, who is the number one referring to?These lawless brutes actually want to implicate children? !

He begins to hate his own powerlessness, why can't he gain powers like the superheroes in the movies, as the young policeman described?Why is he always so weak? !

Suddenly, Thompson heard a faint roar. There is no word to describe this palpitating, desperate, and angry hoarse roar. It didn't sound like a human or some kind of creature could make. Immediately afterwards, Thompson felt The recliner I was lying on seemed to be shaking slightly - as if the earth was being shaken by some force!

Thompson felt that his heart seemed to be "kneaded" by invisible hands. He was afraid, and the unknown voice made his soul tremble, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant. The sound actually made him fear from the bottom of his heart for no reason!

"what happened?!"

"No, something went wrong in the lab—"

"Damn it, put down the firewall!"

"No, sir, the people in the lab haven't left yet, you don't have permission to do so!"

"Go to his authority, come and turn on the alarm!"

The panicked crowd began to run around the entire underground stronghold, no one cared about the subjects who were lying side by side on the test bed undergoing experiments, and no one noticed...someone woke up early and was walking lightly get up.

The thin face of the small town police officer Anderson turned to the staff member who was facing away from him and was looking towards the corridor. His sharp eyes were full of hatred, and he gently moved a small instrument with somewhat stiff steps. , Closer little by little.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and blood foam slowly came out from under the staff's white hood, and Anderson slammed it a few more times, and he didn't stop until the head of the unlucky ghost began to deform. , tremblingly threw away the small instrument that was also severely deformed.

Thompson sat up tremblingly, and looked at Anderson, who had just killed someone, in horror like other people who got up slowly.

"Gentlemen, now is the only time to escape!" Anderson shouted in a low voice.

"No..." Before Thompson could speak, the person in the bed next to him said tremblingly, "No, I can't go, if I leave, my children will be killed."

"I can't take it anymore, I want to get out of here!" Someone also jumped off the deck chair after a little hesitation.

"Don't do anything stupid, you can't get out—"

"But……"

"Ahhhhh-!!"

The shrill screams sounded very close. Before everyone realized what happened, they saw the closed corridor door suddenly being pushed open, and several people in white protective clothing stained with blood panicked. These people didn't care about the corpses in the room or the experimental subjects who were obviously out of control, but rushed towards the other side of the room like desperadoes being chased by monsters.

Thompson seemed to realize something, and looked in horror at the direction these people had fled in—he saw the corridors, walls, and ground where they had walked countless times. He also saw a hand... stretched out from the corner A hand with a length and size beyond the capacity of human beings came over. This hand occupied almost half of the corridor. The fingers that were as thick as a human thigh and glowed with metallic luster were slowly and forcefully moving a person wearing People in protective suits cut slices like toast.

Everyone jumped off the deck chairs and rushed to the employee passageway on the other side without slogans. The older Thompson was a little staggering, and the enthusiastic young policeman Anderson helped him.

"God, what the hell is that? God——" Thompson's mind was buzzing, he really couldn't understand the thing he saw with his own eyes just now... It's not something that should appear in the world, right? !

The employee passageway is much more spacious than the fully enclosed cement passageway that these experimental subjects walk through. They are mixed with people in protective suits and flee desperately. When some people ran into an open hall, they pointed their guns at the crowd in unison, which made the excited people stop.

"Stop! Stop! Go against the wall, all against the wall!" A white man in a black suit yelled at everyone angrily, "Someone tell me what happened?!"

"Sir, I'm the operator of the test bench!" A man with blood on his face yelled in shock, "It's number one... After injection of compound cells, number one mutated, and he became A hand! A hand of the devil! He, he killed everyone in the laboratory in ten seconds!"

"What are you kidding?!"

"It's true, sir, I saw Professor Wilson being cut into pieces with my own eyes, God!" The operator screamed bitterly.

"I saw it too, that monster killed Anthony in an instant..."

"Oh... no..." The black suit didn't need to listen to those people's screams of collapse anymore, he saw the video from the undamaged surveillance probe - in the corridor of the test area, five fingers with amazing proportions were dragging An arm at least five meters long passed through the corpses everywhere like walking.

Experiments mean countless failures and a certain success. This time, there is no doubt that it failed.

Among the people present, no one is more aware of the security settings in the experimental area than the black suit. In order to prevent the leakage of enemy intrusion data or excessive damage caused by the mutation of the experimental body, when the three professors die at the same time, the laboratory will automatically release the Sa|lin gas will kill everyone in the laboratory, and only the operators who are not in the room can escape. It is not all due to the No. [-] experimental subject; between the laboratory and the experimental area, there are also arranged There are mercenaries equipped with heavy firepower as the second line of defense, but now, these mercenaries not only failed to stop the mutated No. [-], they even failed to send the information back in time... Obviously, this second line of defense did not have any effect.

After quickly analyzing the current situation, when the black suit looked at those trembling people standing in front of the wall, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person. He didn't make any explanation or explanation, and directly raised his hand and pressed it down——

Thompson had been staring at the black suit in horror, and his scalp exploded instantly when he noticed the other party's actions. Subconsciously, he pulled the young police officer who was supporting him, trying to protect the young man behind him——

The expected burst of gunfire did not happen.

The black suit suddenly turned his head to look at the armed men, his pupils widened suddenly - all the armed men were entangled in some kind of vines all over their bodies, unable to move at all!

The black suit immediately stretched his hand into the clothes, but this action was not completed... Unknowingly, he was bound by the slender vines all over his body.

Everyone present was firmly trapped in place by the dense vines, including Dr. Thompson who wanted to pull the young policeman behind him.

People looked at each other in horror and panic, everyone... everyone could only move their heads!

No one knows what happened, no one can understand the current situation!

And in this eerie silence... the sound of hard metal objects scraping the tiled wall was getting louder and louder as it approached from far away!

The person standing near the exit of the employee passage turned his neck vigorously, and saw in horror——that terrifying devil's hand, which should never have appeared in the human world, appeared at the other end of the passage!

Five fingers as tall as a person and as thick as an adult's thigh moved forward intertwined, dragging the arm that occupied half of the corridor towards this side slowly; the harsh metal scraping sound and heavy moving sound made it seem dull The thunderous thunder shocked people's minds, and some of the armed men facing the corridor were howling uncontrollably——

The devil's hand stepped out of the passage, "stepping" on the marble floor with its huge fingers stained red with blood.The unlucky ghost who was closest to the passage smelled the bloody smell from the huge finger, and fainted like a kitten before passing out... But even after he passed out, he couldn't move half a step, his body Still standing stiffly in place, like a roast turkey strung on a wire, he was slaughtered.

Dr. Thompson was about to pass out, his heart couldn't bear the load at all, and it seemed that it would jump out of his throat in the next second, and at this moment...he found a white man wearing a test subject prison uniform The man actually moved!

Thompson still has a little impression of this potbellied white man. This person seems to have been arrested not long after he came in - out of professional habits, Dr. Thompson judged that this person should have quite severe hypertension, but... …Suddenly, Dr. Thompson found that his impression of this man was very thin. It seemed that although he knew that such a man existed, he had never paid attention to him. Keep up with the team in the escape!

The chubby white man who looked like the owner of a hamburger shop just walked out of the experimental subject's queue and met the devil's hand that stopped at the entrance of the passage!

Thompson closed his eyes subconsciously. He was afraid of seeing a living person turned into sliced ​​toast again... But this time the situation seemed to be different from what he had imagined. Disappeared in an instant.

"?!" Dr. Thompson mustered up the courage to open his eyes.

From the angle where Dr. Thompson was standing, he could see the potbellied white man raised his hand and pressed it on the hand of the hideous and terrifying demon. Then, the white man let out a kind of magical power that Dr. Thompson could not understand. language.

"You chose to fall."

The white man gently stroked the metal leather on his huge fingers.

"In this material plane, there is no abyss you can go to."

The huge palm that was "standing" suddenly became soft and slowly succumbed to the ground - just like a human kneeling and a beast bowing its head, curled up under the comfort of this white man!

"God?!" Someone exclaimed.

The demon hand curled up on the ground gradually shrunk together with the long arms, and the sound of metal bones and leather colliding sounded continuously. After a few seconds, the two-meter-high terrifying hand shrank to about one-third of its original size , At the end of the arm where no one saw it, a metal figure that seemed to have a human form appeared!

"This, this is—" Dr. Thompson looked in horror at the rough, growing metal figure, although it was a little distorted and weird, but it was... "Thomas! God, God, Thomas! !"

The demon's arm retracted to the size of a normal person, and the metal figure behind the arm also showed its original appearance-a slightly tall and thin old man with obvious Mexican features in his facial features!

In the sound of Dr. Thompson's call, the metal man slowly twisted his neck, and looked sadly at his old friend with only contoured features, with blood and tears slowly oozing from his eye sockets...

"You bastards, you devils, what the hell did you do to Thomas?!" Dr. Thompson yelled, "Thomas, old man, you, you... God, what happened to you?"

The white man who restored Thomas to his human form turned his body sideways and moved aside. Thomas, who was kneeling on the ground, looked sadly at his old friend who could not respond again, and knelt down and kissed the white man's instep. Then, he was like a spring The same bounced off the ground, and his body hit the black suit like a cannonball.

Thomas is obviously not human anymore, the high-density metal body instantly shattered the strongest skull in the black suit, and the blood and brain exploded like a ripe watermelon——

"Ahhh-"

"Help, God, help!"

"Please, please..."

Someone tried to ask for help from the white man who showed miraculous abilities, but the kind-looking man who was as harmless as a burger shop owner just stood there quietly, calmly watching the armed men who were trapped in the spot and couldn't escape and working in the experimental area The heads of the personnel were crushed one by one by Thomas' hard fist...

In 30 seconds or less, only the people in the prison uniforms of the experimental subjects were left standing in this spacious hall, and the terrified experimental subjects stared blankly at the scene like a sea of ​​blood hell , no one could even beg for mercy or scream.

"Don't do this again, Thomas...I beg you..." Dr. Thompson collapsed completely. He looked at the metal man covered in blood in pain, and was so weak that he seemed to faint at any time.

But his friend, that once full of justice, benevolent, and excellent surgeon, no longer looked at him. When he killed all the people outside the experimental subject, he even turned around and turned his back on him. Thompson, who had been calling for him bitterly, left with that mysterious white man without looking back.

When Dr. Thompson woke up from the "coma", he was already lying on a hospital bed in an unknown nursing home.

He didn't know how the underground experimental area ended up. He only knew that the matter had not been exposed... The senator's assistant visited him three times and brought him a postcard written by his wife and a gift from his son to his father. When a reporter accompanied by FBI agents came to interview him at the nursing home, Dr. Thompson tactfully kept silent.

Nineteen subjects...not including the policeman who accidentally "injured" in the field and was accidentally rescued by the people in the laboratory, and now his identity has become a patient in a sanatorium.Including Dr. Thompson, these "patients" are gentlemen of a certain social status, such as a popular teacher in a certain school, such as a trusted priest in a certain community, such as a reputable chef in a certain restaurant , For example, a boss who is loved by his subordinates in a certain company... These gentlemen often have good popularity and family members who must be protected. When they cannot be absolutely sealed, they are always easier to control than those unscrupulous young people.

Dr. Thompson didn't dare to ask where the young policeman was. He could only silently pray in his heart that the young man named Anderson would be blessed by God.

When the electronic clock turned to March, Dr. Thompson, who was still not allowed to leave the nursing home, saw an unexpected guest.

"My name is Robin Eaton." A beautiful and haggard young woman suddenly appeared in his ward in the middle of the night. This sad, well-educated lady asked straight to the point, "Are you the K2 biological laboratory?" One of the survivors, you know Dr. Thomas who disappeared in the accident in the K2 biological laboratory...can you tell me about the situation at that time?"

Dr. Thompson stared at the emaciated woman in silence for a long time: "I don't know how you got into this nursing home, but, ma'am... I think you should know how heavy the price of curiosity is."

The sad expression of the woman who called herself Robin gave Dr. Thompson the illusion of seeing Thomas again. She let out a low and long sigh with a hoarse and mournful voice: "The k2 biological laboratory is not the only one operating the same project." The laboratory, and... part of the compound cells injected into Dr. Thomas' body that caused him to appear abnormal came from me."

Dr. Thompson felt the anger when he saw Thomas turned into an inhuman creature again, but the lady in front of him was so sad, his reason let him know that he couldn't get angry at the woman in front of him who needed to come to him for the truth, he Pulling the quilt and covering his mouth with all his strength, he tried his best to suppress the pain surging up in his chest, and he desperately suppressed the roar that was about to lose control.

"What do you want to ask, find Thomas and kill him?"

"No, sir, I hope that Dr. Thomas will never be found just like you." Robin Eaton said hoarsely, "What I want to find is the person who can save Dr. Thomas. I believe that he... can help me Ability, I want to stop all this inhumanity-all this should not have happened, we can obviously make the Transcendent Plan serve people instead of creating tragedies like the Huaxia people."