Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"What should I do? Do you want to go in?"

Chu Zihang stretched out his hand to hold his chest, and the expression on his face was unusually anxious.

He felt that his heart was like a huge pump at this time, twitching with his breathing, pulsing violently as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and the blood in his body was flowing faster!

At this moment, a cold hand pressed on his shoulder.

“The courage of ignorance is useless in the face of the bullets of reason.”

Jiang Shouyun patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder and whispered: "The guy hidden here seems to be good at influencing emotions. The blood in your body is inherently unstable. If you don't want to lose control, it's best to calm down now."

"Remember the method I taught you? Become the master of power, not a slave of power."

After hearing Jiang Shouyun's words, Chu Zihang simply closed his golden eyes, his rising and falling chest slowly and steadily, suppressing his restless spirit and body bit by bit.

In a daze, a cold feeling gradually flowed down his shoulders to his body and brain.

After a while, Chu Zihang opened his eyes, his pupils had turned back to black, and he took a deep breath: "Okay."

Jiang Shouyun smiled and retracted his hand, just as he was about to push open the iron door.

Lu Mingfei behind him suddenly spoke abruptly.

"Senior Brother Jiang." He lowered his head, as if he had made some decision, and whispered: "If you can, can you wait for me here for a while, and let me go in and take a look first?"

"Did you notice the danger?"

Jiang Shouyun raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Unfortunately, I don't have any tolerance for those who want to treat me as prey."

"You are both. If you are not afraid, then follow us."

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed open the iron door, and the rusty door shaft made a sharp and harsh sound.

The corridor was filled with garbage, and the white wall seemed to have been scratched by something, leaving twisted traces mixed with dark blood.

And unlike the building just now, there are not so many departments in this building. There are wards with names on both sides.

Behind the half-open doors, someone seemed to be peering out.

Click.

Jiang Shouyun casually opened a ward.

In the small, musty-smelling room, a wooden bed filled the room, leaving only room for one to step down and turn around.

There are also sheets stained with bright red blood, and horrific scar-like scratches can be seen everywhere on the walls.

It seems that there are some very messy words, some discontinuous words, and the sentences do not make sense, as if a person suddenly went crazy and started talking nonsense in the middle of writing.

Only one word and one word can be seen clearly.

- "It hurts" and... "death".

What's even more terrifying is that these handwritings are all different and obviously not written by one person.

However, all I can feel is despair and pain.

"where is this place?"

Su Xiaoqiang followed and looked at the words on the wall, feeling a chill running down his spine.

Chu Zihang lay at the window and looked out. All the windows were sealed by iron fences.

The layout of the other rooms is similar. Apart from a single bed with a restraint strap, there are no other things or equipment.

Even the corners of the bed were smoothed, as if to prevent the patient from committing suicide.

"There's a ring lock behind the door, and there used to be supports."

Jiang Shouyun looked at the iron gate thoughtfully and smiled meaningfully: "It seems that those 'doctors' are still afraid of the 'patients' here."

This place doesn't look like a ward, but like a prison for lunatics.

Gudong!

Lu Mingfei swallowed and walked behind the three of them.

"Hey!" Glancing at Shuai Zai beside him, Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, "Are you really following me?"

Lu Mingfei remained silent, rarely saying anything back.

The mission made it very clear that there was danger here, so of course his first reaction was to run away.

But before letting Chen Wenwen go with him, it was just his own selfish desires.

If he turned around and ran away, and Chen Wenwen really died because of it, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

at this time.

"Ahhhh!!"

At the end of the corridor where I couldn't even see my fingers, a piercing scream suddenly came from the front!

This scream was full of terror, as if he had seen something unbelievable. Just listening to it could make people feel how terrifying what that person saw was.

After hearing the scream, the expressions of the three people suddenly changed.

In this environment full of weird atmosphere, their emotions were infected by the miserable howls, and the fear in their hearts suddenly amplified.

They subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Shouyun, but only saw the unchanging smile on his face.

"It seems that someone encountered the hunter before us."

Jiang Shouyun slowly closed his eyes, and the spirit in his body turned into spiritual pressure and released it. He said in a calm tone: "Let me see where it is."

Invisible fluctuations echoed in the empty corridor, like a silver needle falling into the vast sea, with occasional echoes but then fell silent.

Soon, he opened his eyes suddenly, as if breaking through the clouds.

A figure dragged a tattered body and rushed over from a distance. At this moment, Jiang Shouyun's figure disappeared and punched the opponent's head.

Click! !

A crisp sound came, and the figure's head suddenly tilted to one side.

A normal person would definitely lose consciousness on the spot after receiving such a punch.

However, the figure actually stood up in an extremely strange posture.

Chu Zihang also smelled a strong smell of rust at this time.

A large amount of blood flowed from the broken neck of the figure, and dripped to the ground along the blue and white hospital clothes that were soaked and stained red.

The road behind it is filled with blood marks every step of the way.

"What the hell is that?"

Lu Mingfei's voice trembled: "Has the zombie virus spread from the United States to here?"

That figure gave him the feeling of being a zombie from "The Walking Dead" in a doomsday movie.

The bloodless pale skin, the blood flowing like a spring under his feet, and the face as shriveled as a corpse.

Even though the situation was like this, he was still trying to attack Senior Brother Jiang.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a living person!

"This situation is completely hopeless, right?"

Jiang Shouyun turned his head to avoid the slow blow, and then a cold light flashed from his hand, directly cutting off the tendons of its arms and legs.

This movement is as skillful as a butcher slaughtering a pig.

Behind them, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but twitch their lips. Their senior brother's coldness and cruelty made them feel cold all over.

Especially Su Xiaoqiang, even though she had been mentally prepared, she still felt that her outlook on life had been impacted.

It turns out that this is what Senior Brother Shouyun and the others faced before?

Is there even something more terrifying and weird than this?

"Is this guy... a patient here?"

Chu Zihang also walked over and squatted in front of the "dead body", looking at the patient clothes on it.

The number "61" on the chest should be its code name during his lifetime.

"Probably not an ordinary patient."

Jiang Shouyun stretched out his hand and opened the eyelids of the "dead corpse".

The dark brown pupils were mixed with mottled light gold.

"Mixed race? Is this patient a mixed race?"

Chu Zihang's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "Is this hospital conducting experiments on mixed-race species?"

"Meow!!"

A sharp, piercing meow suddenly came from behind.

I saw the black cat hiding in Su Xiaoqiang's arms, baring its teeth in the direction of the corridor, its pupils almost forming a line, staring at that place.

Along with the weird noises, black figures appeared one after another, exuding the rotting smell of corpses and deathly silence.