Evil Doctor [Quick Transmigration]

The thin young man stood under the bright light, his whole body was covered with a layer of cold white light, bright and dangerous.

The bandage on his arm was stained red with blood, and he held the sword in his knuckle hand, tilted his head, looked at He Yu casually, and smiled: "Forget it, you don't need to know my game ID."

Behind him, the bodies of the victims were piled on the floor.

Some zombies were still breathing, and stubbornly opened their mouths with long fangs, biting the corpses next to them.

The dark red blood gathered into several runoffs, slowly flowing towards the tunnel with no end in sight.

The floor was so dirty it couldn't see its original color, and everyone had blood on the soles of their shoes.

Incomparably real VR holographic game, real to shocking.

The players are all ordinary citizens from all over the country. They have never seen such restricted-rated scenes that only appear in horror movies. For a while, they only feel that they have fallen into a nightmare.

A nightmare from which one cannot wake up, endlessly looping.

But as soon as Bai Ze spoke, he pulled everyone out of the weird and terrifying scene.

They all breathed a sigh of relief by coincidence—with such powerful people walking together, the road ahead seemed less scary.

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, I can see it when I go back to the game lobby."

He Yu had already come out of the disappointment of losing points, waved his hand indifferently, pointed to Bai Ze's arm, frowned, and said in a worried tone: "Master Ze, has the wound on your hand scabbed yet? The virus is transmitted through bodily fluids, the wound is stained with blood, carefully infected with the virus."

He Yu smiled helplessly: "With your strength, if we become zombies, we may be wiped out by you in less than a second."

Bai Ze looked at his blood-stained hands and shook his head slightly:

"It's okay, it's ready."

When I first passed through, there would be a kind of tearing pain on my hand with a slight movement, but now it has been healed by the ability to speed up the healing of wounds.

Bai Ze raised his chin, motioning He Yu to look at the rear of the carriage: "He seems to be in trouble."

He Yu looked over according to his instructions, and saw that Lu Rong was leaning on the wall of the car, and vomited towards the tunnel.

Lu Rong had already tried his best not to look at the bloody and horrifying scene, and not to care about what was dripping over the soles of his feet, but the strong bloody smell was like a stubborn piece of chewing gum, sticking to the tip of his nose, with a strong force Drilling into the nasal cavity, the smoke made him dizzy.

He even felt that he had been marinated by blood, and even his hair had a lingering smell of blood.

Where did Star Lu suffer from this kind of crime? He endured it and endured it, but finally he couldn't hold it back.

When he vomited, the smell in the air became worse, and the rest of the people also felt a tsunami churning in their stomachs, wishing they could take out their stomach bags and drink some water.

"You big star, don't worry about it, or my sister will cry to death." The soft and cute girl pinched her nose and kept patting Lu Rong's back, for fear that he would vomit out of breath.

The female white-collar worker took out a mini bottle of mineral water from her bag, unscrewed it, handed it to Lu Rong, and said in a low voice, "Rinse your mouth, it will relieve you a little."

Lu Rong thanked him, took the mineral water and poured it, poured the rest of the water on his face, and brushed his wet hair back, only then did he feel sober.

Lu Rong's real person looks better than in the movie, his skin is so good that no pores can be seen, and his appearance of embarrassment and weakness now has a fragile beauty, which makes the two girls overflowing with maternal love.

The look in his eyes was kind and compassionate.

"Little brother, you can't do this." He Yu walked up to him, frowning like a ravine on the Loess Plateau, and said earnestly: "When you run for your life, everyone's head is pinned to their waistband. If you fall behind, no one can take care of your life."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small glass drift bottle from his trousers pocket, and held it out in front of Lu Rong: "I got this pill in the last dungeon, and its curative effect is too low. It's useless for me to keep it. I'll deal with it for you." The bloodsickness should be enough, you can eat it."

The bottle was small and exquisite, with a small label with the word "treatment" on it, and a small blue pill lay quietly inside, emitting a tiny light.

"Thank you." Lu Rong thanked him sincerely, opened the cork, and swallowed the small blue pill without hesitation.

The small pill melted in his mouth, and the bitter taste passed over the tip of his tongue. A faint blue light lingered on his body and disappeared instantly.

Lu Rong's pale face instantly turned bloody, and his rambunctious stomach calmed down. He smelled the smell of blood again, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

At this time, Yan Tu suddenly tensed up, and said coldly:

"Hey, cheer up, everyone."

"The second wave of zombies is coming."

Everyone's face turned bad when they heard the words, and they looked outside the carriage.

I saw the zombies climbing up from the pile of corpses, climbing down the stairs, with blood-red eyes open, growling lowly, and staggering towards them.

They pose strangely, crawl or walk, their faces are festered, and their bodies are covered with scars and blood.

This time the number is not too much.

He Yu clenched his pistol tightly, eyes vigilant like a hawk, and said to Bai Ze in a negotiating tone: "Master Ze, take a break, leave this wave to us first, we have to earn enough points to go back to the game lobby to open a room for a rest Son."

These two were quite experienced, and they had weapons in their hands, and Yan Tu's dagger still had his infused spiritual power, so it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a bunch of zombies.

After weighing the pros and cons, Bai Ze nodded, "Be careful, don't resist."

He Yu opened his mouth and laughed heartily, with faint excitement in his eyes: "Don't worry, don't look at Yan Tu's face, this guy is in the real world, but he is a master of martial arts, he has a unique skill from his family, and he has excellent legs and feet." Very much."

Bai Ze let out a "hmm" and said again:

"You guys lead the way ahead, I'll stop behind and protect them to go to Exit A."

"Too much time is wasted here, you must leave the subway station quickly."

Although there is no clear time limit for the task, if it is delayed, the more zombies there will be, the more difficult it will be.

"Okay." Yan Tu and He Yu responded at the same time, gave a low shout, and rushed towards the zombies entering the carriage.

Yan Tu used a dagger and could only fight in close quarters, but he was nimble and his legs and feet were really good.

He ran a few steps, held the bar with one hand, turned his body over with his strength, and flew out with a kick.

The zombies didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, they were kicked flying by him, smashed on the car window, and cracked the laminated glass.

Those zombies were shot in the head by He Yu before they had time to stand up.

The bullet was flawless, right between the eyebrows.

The bullet pierced the zombie's head, passed through the glass, and nailed into the wall.

There were gunshots everywhere, but it gave people a sense of peace of mind.

The two were agile and cooperated with each other tacitly, and quickly cleared a path.

Bai Ze and the others said:

"You go out after them, be careful of stray bullets."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's faces became serious.

The time to face the danger has finally come.

What should be faced, the same cannot be escaped.

Lu Rong was no longer dizzy now, and stood up first.

Afterwards, the others also stood up resolutely.

The three men protected the two girls in the middle, holding weapons for self-defense tightly in their hands, and walked out step by step.

Looking at the horrifying faces of the zombies and the broken corpses all over the floor, Fat House held the baseball bat tightly, looked around nervously, and kept muttering: "Prosperous, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious... I'm not afraid I'm not afraid…"

"I am an excellent successor of socialism, these are all fake fake fake fake..."

After a while, he took out a Jade Guanyin statue from the neckline, and murmured in a low voice: "Goddess Guanyin bless... the bad luck is gone..."

"I only reposted the koi in Moments last week. I don't know if it's useful..."

The soft and cute girl and the female white-collar worker were about to cry in fright, but now they were amused by his cowardly appearance.

The soft and cute girl sniffed and said with a smile: "Your beliefs are really messed up."

Fei Zhai explained solemnly: "One more belief, one more guarantee."

The cute girl pointed behind her: "That's not as good as Brother Xinze, look——"

Fei Zhai looked back and saw Bai Ze standing in front of the doorway with his back to them, a few long yellow talismans written with mantras in cinnabar emerged from his palms, shot towards the wall, penetrated into the ground, and criss-crossed , Like a series of ropes, firmly block the tunnel entrance.

This yellow talisman is a supernatural power engraved from Xia Zhuoyue's body, and the spell energy on it is very domineering.

With it guarding here, the zombies at Styx New City Station would not be able to follow this tunnel, hunt down and kill the people who had just fled, and then spread to other subway stations.

Fat House was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly and exclaimed: "Fuck, this is... magic?"

Seeing Yan Tu and He Yu approaching the door, Lu Rong couldn't bear it any longer, and dragged the fat house by the collar: "Fool, let's go."

As soon as he stepped out of the platform, the surrounding zombies surrounded him like beasts smelling of meat.

Bai Ze quickly followed up, and several people adjusted their positions. The high combat power represented by Bai Ze, Yan Tu, and He Yu stood in the position of the golden triangle, firmly protecting the few people inside.

Fat House was shaking all over, covered his eyes with one hand, looked outside through his fingers, and shouted in surprise: "Look, there are people in police uniforms among the zombies! It seems that the upstairs has been completely occupied."

Bai Ze clenched his fingers, his figure flashed, and he quickly slit the throat of the zombie who was rushing towards him. He raised one corner of his lips and concluded, "Soon, the whole city will also fall."

Hearing these words, everyone's hearts sank.

That's right, since the task is to save the fallen city, then the city must fall completely.

After leaving this hellish subway station, they don't know what else is waiting for them.

He Yu became ruthless, and killed one with one shot, forcing the zombies behind them to retreat.

After a while, the magazine was empty.

The bangs on Yan Tu's forehead were already wet with sweat, sticking to the side of his forehead one by one, and the sound of panting became louder and louder. Although he was not injured, he was exhausted.

Bai Ze saw it, and said unhurriedly: "The road is still long, let me clear the way, and you rest."