Chapter 438

Although I really want MIA to grow up a little bit, now it's not the time for training and I will die at any time.

Mia pause, seems to think that this is the same reason, then nodded, "then you have to wait for me, I'll be back soon."

I waved and Mia turned away. Ran into the dark tunnel. I heaved a long sigh of relief and looked up at the sky, which was suddenly gloomy. I couldn't help laughing. It's really that time.

I look at the traces on my wrist and start to look at the back of my hand and arm. If I go on like this, will I have to wear a glove? I can't see the trace on my head, but I think it's almost the same. It's faster than expected.

The rustling sound around me is getting closer and closer. I lean back against the garbage mountain and look at the gloomy sky in the distance. I slowly close my eyes. The wind is like the sound of scraping bones, and my spine is chilly. In fact, I am also a flower in the greenhouse that may die at any time. I am in control of other people's life and death, but I have never really experienced it once.

The scream behind me came from time to time, and then disappeared with the wind. With my eyes closed, I counted from one to one hundred in my heart. The dark clouds were pressing on the horizon, and there was only a faint white on the horizon in the distance. The black-and-white sky seemed very desolate.

The people behind me came to me, and the smell of blood mixed with the unique flavor of No. 3 Street entered my mouth and nose. He was usually less honest, but he had the unique spicy flavor of No. 3 street people, and he would shake his head and sigh at dusk and dusk.

"Boss, it's OK."

Ruizhe sat down behind me, panting a little. Maybe she heard MIA say that I was in danger, so she ran over. I heard the sound of water drops smashing. It was his hand. The whole palm was stained with bright red blood. The blood drops down to the ground along the fingertips, and there are gorgeous red roses on this polluted land.

Counting to 200 in my heart, I gently smile, "it's OK."

"Boss, it seems that we are in a terrible situation. Those guys didn't intend to give up this laboratory from the beginning. There are many laboratory tools they need. After all, it's not easy to build such a laboratory in a place like Third Street, so they pretended to evacuate from the beginning and then sneaked attack It's the best way As he gasped, Ruizhe analyzed with me, "they were the same people who attacked just now, but they didn't look like biochemical people, but they were more like some people who mixed into No. 3 street."

I nodded. "I know." I knew from the beginning that the flame butterfly was already extinct. It would be nice if they could get one, but they all stayed in the laboratory. I must have planned to go back. I just didn't expect that we'd let all those butterflies go. "It's not just them, it's the failed products that come back from the dead. From the beginning, they planned to throw them all over third street and use these so-called biochemical monsters to attack third street."

"You mean..." Rachel got it.

"It's really a reform of No.3 street," I said with a long breath.

Reggie paused. "Then boss, why do you want to get involved?"

I looked at Ruizhe and laughed, "because I know you will come." Then he got up, and with a soft foot, Ruizhe quickly helped me. "I think they'll get rid of the smell of blood when they leave here."

Ruizhe helped me and quickly left this place without looking back. Sorry, in this place, one step back is the cliff.

The way back is a little bit wrong. At this time, the original way back is definitely dead end. Who knows if they will cut off our way back.

As he walked, Ruizhe joked, "boss. If we can't go back to Muchuan, they'll be gone long ago. Are we going to wander in No.3 street? Don't worry. I'm starving. It's no problem to hang out with me. "

I glanced at him, slapped him, and Ruizhe immediately exclaimed, "Oh, boss, what are you doing? What about disfigurement? Will you support me in the future? "

"Shut up, you really want to wander with you on No.3 street. I can't live until dawn. How long do you think my little body will last? My digestive system can't even handle Mingqing's dark food. Do you want me to die of food poisoning faster? " I gave him a look.

Ruizhe laughs, "it's OK, just practice."

I almost slapped in the past, but the body did not have the strength, "you can rest assured, even if you can walk back." Suddenly a soft foot, almost fell.

"Boss," Ruizhe quickly held me, "boss, are you..."

"I'm fine." Reach out to push away Ruizhe, continue to stumble forward.

Ruizhe immediately followed, "boss, this is not the right way."

"I know," I stopped and paused, "go around this way."

"But I can't get around here." There's a river over there

I couldn't help pausing, "not early."Ruizhe was helpless. He reached for me and walked to the other side. "Well, let's go quickly. Don't complain here. This way, otherwise it will deviate more severely. There are more people on the third street here. We should avoid conflicts."

I answered and nodded, "well." Just about to leave, Ruizhe suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute, the wind is not right. A dozen people are coming towards us. Are they passing by?" Ruizhe felt something wrong and frowned.

I coughed for a while. The voice was very small and the cat was silent. This place is a dead corner. No one will find it unless I look at it specially.

Ruizhe squatted down beside me, reached out and hissed.

It wasn't long before I heard a small sound, a sound of garbage being tossed. Ruizhe suddenly stood up, the wind from the fingertips across, slowly rain dripping.

And the other side almost stopped at the same time, did not say a word between each other, suddenly presented an irregular encirclement. The stench and acid rain hit my face. I wiped my face and put the hat on my cape to block the rain. Behind it was a fight, or a one-sided massacre. The rain mixed with blood flowed to my feet.

Close your eyes, continue to count from 200, suddenly a clear voice sounded, I slowly opened my eyes, looked down, is an iron pot rolled down from the height.