Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

The air temperature in the laboratory was not low, and the white light made Teng Xiyan's face look sickly white. He looked at Fu Zhou on the other side through the instrument, his expression nonchalant and suspicious.

"She's dead?"

Fu Zhou finally showed a look on his face. He turned his head and half leaned on the test bench: "First of all, I said that I am a man of my word. If I said I would let her go, I would definitely let her go, but she is indeed dead. ”

Teng Xiyan's face suddenly turned dark and cold.

Fu Zhou looked at him ridiculously: "What's your expression? Do you know how she died?"

Teng Xiyan remained silent.

"Being killed." Fu Zhou's tone was very calm. He was just a bystander in the narrative process.

Teng Xiyan let go of Lin Wangxi and suddenly rushed to Fu Zhou. The last trace of patience in his eyes was exhausted. Veins bulged on the back of his slender hands. He grabbed Fu Zhou's collar and squeezed it from his throat. A few words came out.

"Can you say that again?"

Fu Zhou's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand to grab Teng Xiyan's wrist and looked at him with a squinting look: "It's not me. Why are you so angry at me? I'll tell you by watching the video."

Teng Xiyan's heart trembled, and he let go of his collar and took two steps back.

Fu Zhou opened the bracelet and a small blue screen was projected in the air. He operated it and a video popped up on it.

No sound.

Two familiar faces appeared in the video. Teng Xiyan clenched his slightly trembling fists. The two people in the video were the two people who opened the door when he and Lin Wangxi went to the accommodation area to look for He Niannian.

They forcibly dragged He Niannian to a corner of the accommodation area in order to avoid surveillance.

But Nai He's voice was still captured by the surveillance camera. The tall and thin man directly tied He Niannian's hands and took off He Niannian's clothes, revealing his thin figure. He Niannian struggled in pain, while the other man strangled He Niannian. Nian's neck, forcing a certain place into He Niannian's mouth.

Teng Xiyan moved his eyes away, his expression was pale, and the ends of his eyes were congealed and red. He didn't have the courage to look any further.

Fu Zhou looked at the naked lower body of the tall and thin man in the video with a smile, then turned off the video, and then said: "Oh, let me tell you some good news. One of the men in the video was infected and is currently in isolation at the base. Woolen cloth."

Teng Xiyan raised his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Very good."

Lin Wangxi stood not far away, staring blankly at Fu Zhou's wrist, and said, "Yanyan, can I kill him? I'm not afraid of killing people..."

Teng Xiyan suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, turned around and touched Lin Wangxi's head: "I'll do it."

Fu Zhou crossed his arms and stared at the two of them in interest.

Teng Xiyan took out a few potions from the medicine cabinet. Fu Zhou glanced at the ingredients and sneered: "You have such little ability, but you don't dare to kill him?"

"He shouldn't be left to me to kill, but he should pay the price."

Fu Zhou nodded: "Leave it to me. I prefer this kind of inhuman beast. Don't worry, I will make him happy."

Teng Xiyan lowered his head and said nothing, and continued to make the potion.

After finishing, he took the potion and said, "I'm going out."

Lin Wangxi put on protective clothing and jumped off the experimental bed, "Yanyan, I'll be with you."

Fu Zhou stared at their backs, suddenly put down what he was holding, and followed them slowly: "Oh, I want to see what this Young Master Teng is going to do!"

When I came out, I happened to meet Li Jiahe. Li Jiahe asked: "Teacher, where are you going?"

Teng Xiyan said: "Infection isolation center."

Li Jiahe saw that his expression was wrong and didn't ask any questions. Teng Xiyan walked directly in front of her. Fu Zhou winked at Li Jiahe and said, "Are you going to the theater?"

"What drama?" Li Jiahe frowned, feeling something was wrong, but decided to follow him.

Fu Zhou laughed and said, "Your teacher tortures people."

Lin Wangxi calmed down her emotions, opened her protective clothing, and exposed her hands. The butterfly knife in her hands was spinning gently, as if she couldn't wait to stab the man's body.

Chen Xiaochuan stood at the door and saw several people walking towards him. The leader was Teng Xiyan. He thought it was because of the matter between the mother and daughter, and a glimmer of expectation ignited in his eyes.

Teng Xiyan glanced at him: "Open the door."

Chen Xiaochuan hesitated for a moment and took out a few sets of protective clothing from the side. Mr. Teng, there were all infected people inside, so he still had to wear protective clothing when he went in. He didn't ask anything else. He was originally a person under Cang Mingzhu, and besides, before He also had an encounter with Teng Xiyan, so he didn't need to ask what Teng Xiyan was going in for.

Teng Xiyan took the protective clothing and put it on.

Chen Xiaochuan has already opened the door.

Teng Xiyan looked at Fu Zhou and asked, "Which room is he in?"

Of course Fu Zhou had to be well prepared for the show, so he said without hesitation: "312."

Chen Xiaochuan was stunned, not sure what they were talking about. He remembered that the infected personnel in 312 were very noisy. They came to the door of this toilet angrily all day long and asked when they could leave.

The four of them went directly to room 312. Lin Wangxi stood in front of Teng Xiyan and knocked on the door.

Then there was a loud noise inside: "Knock, knock, knock, who the fuck is this?"

The tall and lanky man did not wear protective clothing. He opened the door with his upper body half-naked, and kicked the tall and lanky man directly in the chest with a fierce side kick. He was kicked to the ground defenselessly.

Cai Yang, a tall and lanky man, rolled around on the ground twice while holding his chest. His back hit the foot of the bed, leaving a red mark. His face was ferocious. He stared at Lin Wangxi who was wearing protective clothing at the door and yelled: "You fucking Damn bitch, do you need to be fucked!? If I don’t fuck you on the bed today, you should be ridden by ten people!"

Teng Xiyan stood behind Lin Wangxi, his face turned cold. He pulled Lin Wangxi back and walked straight towards Cai Yang holding the potion in his hand.

The needle pierced Cai Yang's neck without hesitation, and pain spread from Cai Yang's neck.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Cai Yang covered his neck, veins bulging, pushed Teng Xiyan away, and took a few steps back, "What the hell did you inject me with!?"

Teng Xiyan threw away the needle, knelt down and strangled Cai Yang's neck. His fingertips gradually tightened, and a trace of scarlet flashed through his cold eyes: "Do you have the ability to say what you just said again?"

Lin Wangxi strolled in, the butterfly knife in her hand spinning on her fingertips. She stared with an emotionless smile in her eyes, and only heard a miserable cry from the person Teng Xiyan was choking.

Blood flowed out from between Cai Yang's legs, and the red blood soaked his pants. Teng Xiyan let go of his hand in disgust, but there was no mercy in his eyes.

Instead, he raised his foot and crushed Cai Yang's chest without hesitation. Cai Yang felt the pain of breaking below and wanted to curl up, but Teng Xiyan stepped on his chest firmly while the medicine began to take effect again. His whole body felt hot, his cheeks were red, but his whole body was weak.

"You guys...are going to be struck by lightning!!!"

Teng Xiyan raised his eyebrows and put more force on his feet: "I'm sorry, you will die before me anyway."