The system always wants me to attack the boss

Bi Chuan blinked repeatedly, unable to support the weight of his body, and finally fell down in extreme dizziness, only vaguely seeing a hand stretched out from the corner of his eye...

On that arm, there is a black flower tattooed on the arm...

Before he completely lost consciousness, Bi Chuan realized in a trance that he recognized this pattern. It was... Manjusawa, the flower from hell.

"..."

Under the effect of the medicine, Bi Chuanlian fell into a deep sleep for a short time.

"Feed him a box of nutrition cream, don't kill him."

It was the sound of someone talking.

The cold, rotten wind broke through the window, and Bi Chuan even had a dream. He hadn't woken up yet, so he remembered everything in the dream clearly.

He dreamed of Uncle Uncle when he was young, with his hair not yet gray, full of vigor, accompanied by a little boy who looked somewhat like him.

From Bo Lao's perspective, he was talking to himself.What are you talking about?

Bi Chuan even calmed down and listened. What he said was—"Brother Bi, it's really lucky to have you, otherwise we would be killed by zombies."

Bi Chuan blinked his eyes, he was very puzzled, but the scene in the dream changed again.

This time, he saw Ma Li, who was still a little girl, she cried and told himself that she couldn't walk alone, and then he saw his blood-stained hands, and pushed her involuntarily.

Seemingly exhausted, she was sent to the helicopter.

The picture in the dream turned again, and he saw a person with a flower tattoo on his neck and shoulders, walking towards him, and kicked him hard.

The man roared angrily, "You took the reagent away?! Stupid! You only saw the pain caused by the mutation, which is in a narrow sense! We can completely use this mutation to reshape our bodies!"

"Your mother, didn't she just do the experiment to improve your health? You are really not one percent as courageous as your mother."

Bi Chuanlian felt a sharp pain as a knife was directly inserted into his body...

The smell of blood, mixed with the stench of rotting corpses, made Bi Chuan even float in his dreams.

But in reality, the man named Boyi was walking to the hospital bed with a reagent in his hand, condescendingly looking down at the prey he had cheated, had been away for many years, and had already been caught by him.

It was dark and humid here, and the effect of the anesthetic was still there. Bi Chuanlian briefly woke up from the dream. Although he was a little more conscious, his vision was still blurred.

He resisted the masochism, "Go... go..."

He already knew who these people were. In the last days, some people were escaping and some were trying to survive.Naturally, some people hope that human beings can win, and naturally there is no shortage of radicals, trying to do more dangerous experiments.

Bi Chuanlian was in a trance, and the repeated high fever burned his mind into confusion, and his chest heaved uncomfortably.

He seemed to have seen what Boyi was saying, but couldn't hear clearly, and a few more people came in behind, pointing fingers at his body.

Bi Chuanlian saw one of them holding a scalpel...even more than one, it was a complete set of surgical supplies. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't resist the force of the medicine.

"Another shot of sedative."

"Yes."

Bi Chuan watched helplessly as a person who also wore gold-rimmed glasses squeezed the medicine from the syringe, and then approached him...

don't want……

But, the needle stuck in.

Colonel... where are you...

Where are you……

Bi Chuanlian fainted again. This time he smelled the sea breeze, and even heard the sound of music and young people singing.He was very curious, how could there be such things in the last days?

And when he opened his eyes, he was being carried by a familiar person.

Colonel?

No, the self in the dream didn't seem to call him that.What is he shouting?

Bi Chuan tried his best to calm down and listen again, when he heard the sound of waves hitting the beach.

And a long-lost sentence - "Brother."

Bi Chuanlian couldn't control the tears, his soul was trapped in his body, and his body was being done by strangers to terrible and inhuman things.

"Can you, like before, meet the light, break through the darkness, and pick me up when I need you?"

Bi Chuanlian finally recalled that at that time he had to go to the Xiaopo Hotel because the dormitory was burned down, and was almost cheated out of money, and Ying Lingyou took him home on his back.

At that time, the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

How could I forget these...

The other party doesn't seem to remember anything, so how can it be like this...

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my body!

He was forced to open his eyes.

He returned to reality again, these strangers imprisoned him on the hospital bed, not knowing what they were doing to him.

It seemed that the severe pain just now was just to pull him out of the dream. In reality, he was rendered unconscious by the effects of the anesthetic.

He squinted his eyes and saw a person taking out a very bulky instrument from a suitcase, as well as a lot of coils. They were assembling, and then tied these red, green, blue and blue coils round by round. on his hand.

And he had no strength to struggle.

Bi Chuan didn't know how long it took for such an action, the anesthetic gradually lost its effect, and the pain on his body became more and more obvious.

These people were in the room for a full two hours before the hideous pile was put away and the door was closed.

Bi Chuan felt that cold sweat was dripping from his whole body, dripping down drop by drop, and his wet hair was all stuck to the top of his hair.

His arms and neck were light blue, his lips were so chapped that he burst out of blood, and the place where the gauze was tied on his body was stained with red blood.

He knew that something had been poached.The people in this organization are a group of lunatics who are keen on experiments...

Bi Chuan even had the strength to turn his head, and what came into view was an empty needle, and he began to struggle in a trance, touching the sore spots all over his body.

He was panting, and he couldn't remember the dreams he had.

But he felt so sad, he felt that the sea water in the dream was about to cover him, pouring into his mouth and nose, submerging into his internal organs from every inch of pores, suppressing his breathing.

He took a deep breath and moved slowly outside the house. This is a corridor, and the other end of the corridor is the door leading to the outside.

These people didn't tie him up, as if they expected him to be unable to escape, and in fact they did.

If... the Colonel couldn't find him, he'd be stuck here until these people took the last of the value out of him.

He heard very warm applause, and heard someone exclaiming in joy.

He staggered there, their dressing skills were obviously good, they were people who were used to holding a scalpel, even if Bi Chuan struggled so much, he didn't bleed heavily.