Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

Cang Mingzhu just pulled him closer and then let go as if nothing had happened.

Teng Xiyan looked at the wrist that Cang Mingzhu had just held and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This research institute in the south is also considered to be remote. There is only one building around. The white tiles are covered with dust and there are traces left by the steps of mutants.

Outside the institute is a small abandoned fountain. The water is turbid and covered with moss. Withered yellow leaves float on the water, and the cold wind blows, causing weak ripples.

The yard outside was also covered with fallen leaves, and the rotting corpses of several mutants were covered with dead leaves, looming, emitting a faint stench.

"Cheng Wuming Twelve will lead teams 1, 2 and 3 to guard outside, and the rest will enter the laboratory."

After allocating the personnel, Li Jiaoyang walked at the front with the black pistol in his hand loaded. He leaned half against the door and slowly and carefully pushed open the door of the laboratory. It was dark and silent inside.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement inside. Li Jiaoyang walked in sideways. A black shadow quickly and violently pounced on him from the door, and its sharp claws directly clawed at his fragile neck, so fast!

"Fuck!" Li Jiaoyang cursed lowly. He was only a few centimeters away from him. He took a step back and squatted down, pulling away from him. The bullet directly penetrated the chest of the mutant that rushed towards him, making a muffled sound.

Li Jiaoyang kicked the dead mutated fox down the stairs, causing the dead leaves to fly around.

Tantai Zhao glanced at the body under the stairs and said, "Er Gou is very skilled. Be careful and don't get distracted."

"know."

Teng Xiyan followed Cang Mingzhu. When he saw the fox jumping towards Li Jiaoyang, he couldn't help but feel his heartbeat.

"Lin Wangxi took Tantai Zhao to check the circuit and restore it if it can be restored." Cang Mingzhu turned on the flashlight. The laboratory was dirty and there was an unspeakable smell in the air.

"Copy that!" Lin Wangxi took out the flashlight from his backpack and waved to Tantai Zhao. "gone."

"Pay attention to safety." Teng Xiyan said.

"Where is the experimental data sheet?" Cang Mingzhu looked sideways at Fu Zhou and asked.

"Central Laboratory, third floor."

The corridor along the road here was dark, with many scattered white papers on the ground and some broken instruments. Teng Xiyan was following Cang Mingzhu when he suddenly tripped over something and stumbled forward. He paused and moved towards Look below.

Cang Mingzhu supported him, and the light of the flashlight shone along his gaze.

A half-rotted corpse, with one eyeball attached to the shriveled flesh falling out of the eye socket, while the other half of the body was left with only white bones. The white paper on the ground turned dark red, and the blood splattered on the wall turned into Dried streaks solidified on the wall.

Teng Xiyan couldn't help but take a breath, his eyes shrank in the darkness, and his cold fingertips were suddenly wrapped by a hand.

Fu Zhou glanced at the corpse, showing no emotion at all.

"Tsk." Li Jiaoyang shined his flashlight towards the corridor in front. The dark corridor was instantly illuminated, and everything on the ground was visible.

The corpses of researchers and mutants were scattered in the corridor. The lights on the ceiling suddenly flashed twice and then went out again.

Within a few seconds, the lights in the entire institute gradually lit up from the center.

The situation in the corridor became clearer. Cang Mingzhu let go of Teng Xiyan's hand and said to the back: "Watch your steps."

Although there were many mutant corpses in the corridor, only the one that came in to attack Li Jiaoyang just now was alive. I didn't encounter a living mutant inside.

"Has this research institute been invaded by mutants? Why are all these people dead inside?" Li Jiaoyang frowned. He counted the corpses of researchers on the ground. There were twenty-three, almost all of them dead in the corridor. There were several bodies that died just after leaving the door of the nearby research room, and half of the bodies were inside the laboratory, but the body parts of these bodies were more or less incomplete.

Lin Wangxi also brought Tantai Zhao back to the team safely. As soon as he came back, Lin Wangxi couldn't help complaining: "I just met two live mutant rats over there, gnawing on the corpses. It disgusted me to death!"

Li Jiaoyang even disliked Lin Wangxi: "Just bite it, don't say it disgusts me, okay?"

"I can't be disgusted by myself, I will disgust you!"

Under the bright lights and the noise between the two people, everyone's fear was reduced a bit. After all, in a dark environment, no one knew what was hiding in the dark.

The stairs of the Southern Research Institute were at the end of the corridor. Before they could reach the stairs, there was suddenly the sound of glass bottles rolling down the stairs. The thump was very rhythmic. Everyone stared at the glass bottle and froze for a moment. The breath fell to the bottom and broke with a bang.

Cang Mingzhu stopped and said, "Li Jiaoyang, Lin Wangxi."

"OK."

Lin Wangxi replaced her gun with a dagger. In such a closed and small space, close combat was what she was good at. Li Jiaoyang was holding a gun and standing behind Lin Wangxi to help her cover.

"Be careful." Li Jiaoyang reminded.

Lin Wangxi walked over, her black combat boots grinding against the shards of glass, making a tiny crackling sound. There were several large, bloodstained animal footprints on the white, dusty stairs.

"Maybe he's a high-ranking person, please protect me." Lin Wangxi's eyes condensed, and he raised his head and looked up warily.

Li Jiaoyang always kept an appropriate distance from her, so as not to affect her ability to take action, and just enough to pull her back as quickly as possible when in danger.

"Should we let Wangxi use anesthetic?" Teng Xiyan stared at the two young figures.

Cang Mingzhu shook his head, "Keep it, don't rush it for a while, the two of them can handle it."

Lin Wangxi stepped up the stairs step by step. Facing the stairs was a glass window, and a cold wind was blowing towards her. She held the dagger in front of her chest, bent down to pick up a intact glass bottle, and threw it into the corner. , something with a yellow-gray mane suddenly pounced towards the bottle.

"What the hell?" Lin Wangxi immediately pounced on the mutant, but it was extremely fast and dodged directly, facing Lin Wangxi warily with its sharp teeth.

Li Jiaoyang said: "Weasel."

After the mutant weasel mutated, its limbs became much longer, its body was very long, and its thick tail swayed from side to side. If you didn't look at its teeth, it wouldn't be scary.

"Hiss!" The mutant weasel didn't seem to want to fight the human in front of him, and made a threatening sound from its throat, trying to scare her away.

Seeing that Lin Wangxi was unmoved, it fiddled with the glass bottle on the ground with its front paws and threw it towards Lin Wangxi. Lin Wangxi kicked it away and fell against the wall. The glass bottle shattered instantly.

The mutated weasel climbed directly out of the window and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Wangxi put away the dagger: "This weasel is really timid."