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Chapter 221 Eighty years ago...myself!

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    Strong and huge safe,

    Just like that, a hole was broken abruptly,

    The surrounding temperature also began to drop rapidly,

    That bony hand,

    It was less than two decimeters away from the white coat of the old man who had been holding the safe.

    The old man raised his head and looked at the bone hand. His expression was a little twitching. It seemed that he no longer had the momentum and passion of his previous speech. His lower body was trembling slightly. If he could barely maintain his balance by throwing himself on the safe, maybe he  It is now limp on the ground.

    Because he is closest to this hand,

    So his feeling is also the deepest,

    Especially just now,

    He clearly felt that the safe, which was still extremely strong enough to withstand many shocks, seemed to have turned into compressed biscuits eaten by the army in an instant, becoming so careless.

    The people who were still singing the military song here before also fell silent collectively. They were a little at a loss and a little panicked.

    This is their research institute. Normally, they are the ones who inflict fear. Now that their identities have been reversed, it is difficult for them to accept it for a while.

    Oh no,

    Not unacceptable,

    is hard to get used to.

    "KachaKachaKacha"

    At this time, the huge latch of the freezer slowly shattered,

    Immediately afterwards,

    The door of the freezer was slowly pushed open,

    The old man's body also fell to the ground. He wanted to maintain a standing posture, but he still collapsed on the ground. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the freezer.

    In the freezer,

    is a corpse,

    An extremely damaged corpse.

    Half of the corpse's head had disappeared, as if it had been cut off in one piece, and the wound was still extremely smooth, and even had a strange luster.

    Under half of the face, the only remaining eye was closed tightly, without any sign of opening. A huge crack stretched from the head to the bottom of the body, as if a ditch had been dug on the body.

    There is a huge gap in the left chest, the penetrating wound can be seen from the outside to the opposite side, and the ribs inside are clearly visible.

    Some of the limbs of the corpse were covered with flesh, and some were completely bare bones, revealing a kind of coldness.

    The deepest feeling of this corpse is that his bones are like jade, with a kind of transparency and roundness, which can even give people a pleasing feeling.

    All the white coats present are "researchers" of in vivo experiments. They have personally concocted countless horrific experiments. Naturally, they have a far beyond ordinary people's understanding of the limits of human life!

    This is a man who can't die anymore,

    It is impossible for him to be alive, and there is no reason why he should continue to be alive.

    But he is the only one in the safe,

    So who else but him was the one who hit the safe before?

    additionally,

    It was his hand that pierced the thick safe,

    Just when everyone was singing,

    Just when everyone was most jubilant,

    He abruptly poured a basin of cold water on everyone, and drew the rest of this piece of music.

    The corpse stood there motionless,

    Maintaining a half-raised arm posture,

    After slowly opening the door of the safe,

    There is no more movement.

    He was as quiet as a work of art, with a magnificent aura, and even created a kind of beauty that belonged to Venus with a broken arm.

    Sitting on the ground, the old man who was still in shock just now raised his arms again and shouted something in Japanese. He was still excited, jumping for joy, and still optimistic.

    Perhaps,

    Every team needs someone like him to maintain the mental state of a team.

    But this time,

    Before he had time to infect other colleagues nearby,

    The skeleton hand that was motionless before slowly fell down,

    As if he thought he was too loud,

    fell naturally,

    Wanting to interrupt his chatter,

    Another like an elder who cares about you and loves you,

    think,

    Pat your head.

    herebsp; even,

    The blood drawn from the safe by the young white coat in the laboratory before actually came from his own body!

    The Japanese want to use their own body as a template,

    They want to make gods!

    No wonder I can't get out of this dream, no wonder I will be dragged in again even after waking up from the dream, no wonder this dream is so real!

    All the reasons, all the reasons, at this moment, finally have a definite answer!

    Because back then, in this research institute,

    Ben has himself!

    When the child was young,

    Whether it is a parent or a teacher, they will teach you how to communicate and talk with others,

    But no one should teach you,

    How to talk to yourself,

    And it is not a matter of "asking yourself" for granted, literature exaggerates the description of communicating with one's own heart,

    But in the true sense, when you face another you,

    How to communicate?

    Zhou Ze is also a little dazed now,

    And bewilderment leads to speech blockage,

    He didn't know what to say,

    I don't know what to do.

    But in an instant,

    He suddenly thought of a very important thing,

    That is,

    If the dream can't be changed,

    If dreams are a given fact,

    If dreams are just a record, a presentation of what happened in the past!

    So,

    Does this mean,

    At this moment nearly eighty years ago,

    own corpse,

    Really woke up?

    In this institute,

    Waking up?

    Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the mother and daughter in the airtight container. They had just died not long ago, especially the little girl, who was staring at each other right in front of him, and was slowly being tortured to death.

    Zhou Ze's voice trembled slightly,

    Slowly said:

    "Kill themall of them."

    The broken figure turned around,

    As if I heard the order,

    or,

    He just followed his heart.

    here,

    There is no superior-subordinate command,

    Just myselfdoing myself a favor, asking myself, asking myself,

    I want to do this myself,

    Then,

    Just do it yourself.

    Zhou Ze lowered his head. He remembered the scene of the death of the five military policemen before. He felt that this quick and crisp death method

    too easy,

    Also too cheap for them,

    at last,

    When the broken body walked towards the four white coats in the corner,

    Zhou Ze added two more words to set a proper tone for this action,

    That is:

    "Abusing Killing" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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