Meiman Killer Daily

109

"Is that so? Can you take a look at the personnel file? I also need to reply to my employer."

The dean did not hesitate, nodded and said to the security guard on the side.

"Go and ask Max to bring over the registered patient files."

"Yes sir."

The security guard turned and left the room. The door closed. Peter followed his gaze and scanned the dean's office. There was no surveillance camera. It was really careless. How could there not be a camera in a place like this? He sat on the sofa and pulled a button on his cuff.

He broke it off, aimed at the dean's neck and throat, and threw it out.

The dean never expected that Peter would do something like this. In the eyes of the other party, Peter was just a carrot-head who was no more than 1.7 meters tall. He was in so much pain that he couldn't roar. Peter also stood up and supported the table with one hand, crossed over, and picked up the table.

The pen on his hand pierced the dean's throat, and he covered his throat with his other hand, completely blocking the sound. A black vortex appeared aside and pushed him in.

"Since mutants exist, we can't ignore them at all. The White Queen can at least make sense."

Regardless of whether there is someone he is looking for in this prison, there is a secret research room within the fifty meters below his feet, and Peter has seen at least a dozen mutants. Although the development of Wakanda can now be seen

Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves up there, but as the number of mutants did not increase, Wakan

As the indigenous people of Wakanda continue to increase, the issue will soon involve the sensitivity of rights. In order to prevent the indigenous people of Wakanda from usurping power, it is necessary to increase the number of mutants and increase the strength of mutants. Of course, it should also be appropriate

There were some surprises, and Ulysses Klaue performed very well in this regard.

Peter took out the satellite phone and glanced outside the door. It seemed that the security guard would be there for a while. He checked around and found that when the safe was cracked, the White Queen's voice sounded from the other side when the phone was connected.

"Isn't this our great superhero, Silver Masked Gunslinger? It seems like you are having a lot of fun playing cosplay in the United States!"

"There are always some special experiences in life. Role-playing is also one of the fun. Stop talking nonsense and lock my location. Bring people to pick up the mutants. Your life should be written into Les Miserables. Bring more clothes and food.

Yes, there are quite a few people here."

"I know, the Red Devil will be looking for you soon."

After the White Queen finished speaking, she hung up the phone. Peter shook his head helplessly. This was the real uncle. The White Queen gave herself a face that was not weak at all. The footsteps gradually approached and Peter came to the door. It was still the bloody pen.

, when the door opened, the leading man was stabbed directly in the throat, and a black vortex came out.

Now behind Peter, he threw the body into it with a pulling motion. The pen he pulled out swung out and pierced the security guard's forehead. His backward motion almost broke the glass. Peter was faster. When he threw out the pen, he stepped forward.

In one step, he grabbed the security guard's waist belt and pulled him into the black vortex behind him.

After closing the door, continue to observe the surroundings through perspective. You can clearly see the 100-meter circular range up, down, left, and right. You must first make a plan to find the control room. Only by solving the control room, then when the enemy has no vision,

advantage, then the entire mental hospital really belongs to you.

After activating the disguise, he turned into the security guard he had just been. He walked out of the room and walked along the corridor on the left towards the control room. Peter was curious about how complex the defenses in the outside world were, but he didn't find the control room that manages military weapons. This was also

A very interesting thing, but everything should be done slowly. As far as the current situation is concerned, saving the mutants here will still take some effort.

"What the hell is this!?"

Just when Peter was about to enter the monitoring room, he suddenly saw the dog again from the corner of his eye. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in a yellow mist. The key was that the dog's heartbeat had stopped, but it didn't look like a dead dog when it was jumping around.

There is no external parasite squirming around, like a ball of pure energy. Peter has never seen this kind of "creature"

Pushing open the door of the control room, he fired a pistol with a silencer and fired continuously. He closed the door and threw the bodies of the three security guards into the whirlpool. Sitting in front of the multi-faceted screen in the control room, Peter observed the movement of all the personnel, tapped the computer to enter codes, and carried out implantation.

After entering the virus, he continued to scan the points monitored by the surveillance cameras. After a while, Peter found a very special room, mainly because the dog's lurking position was above that piece of land.

The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his height was estimated to be about 1.87 meters. Of course, the key to the specialness was not that the dog was wandering above the ground, but that the boy's dress was too unconventional, and his hair was at least thirty centimeters long.

Just like the anime character Nikaido Benimaru, wearing leather off-shoulder short-sleeves, bell-bottom pants and a lip piercing at the corner of his mouth, he looks like a non-mainstream boy.

"Ah! Get away! Get away from me, you devil!"

Suddenly the boy screamed in terror, pointing at the empty corridor in front of him and roaring, hiding in a corner while cursing, but from Peter's perspective, nothing appeared, and no energy was displayed on the screen. He turned his head and looked

In the direction of the young man, the lively dog ​​had fallen on the grass. The yellow energy seeped into the wall little by little and condensed in front of the young man.

"It's really a parasitic energy substance. What's the background of this kid? He's so...fuck!"

Suddenly the boy's eyes changed, and the yellow energy was directly dispersed. The boy tilted his head and stood up, adjusted his broom head with both hands, and raised his middle finger to the yellow substance. However, the conflict did not last more than five seconds. The yellow energy

The substance transformed into a fat man who was as swollen as a potato. His eyes exuded energy and he smiled and said something to the young man.

Peter left the monitoring room because there was no need anymore. The virus was implanted and he could now start to act casually. First, he went to play with the yellow energy. The boy's state was also very interesting. This non-mainstream existence reminded him of himself.

I watched a Hong Kong movie when I was a salty otaku. It seemed to be a remake of the game Street Fighter starring a singer. If this kid has good abilities, Peter wouldn't mind helping him grow up.

Anyway, I have made random changes two or three times. I don’t care if I change the fate of more people more times. Mechanical spiders spread to carry out assassinations. As long as they carry lasers in the assassination state, the way to kill a person is still very simple. When I walked around the corner, I found that

The fat man had somehow passed through the cell door and stood beside the boy. He summoned the laser gun and aimed at the wall in front of him and fired decisively.

boom……

ah!

The boy screamed like a woman, and half of the fat man's body was evaporated by Peter. He held his head in fear and huddled in the corner, as if avoiding like that could protect himself from harm, but the obvious shaking of the broom head was really an eyesore.

, completely preventing Peter from seeing that the other person was a trembling, thin boy.

"Human!"