"Do we need to send another group of people to deal with it?" There was a hint of blood in Lin Weicheng's eyes, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his chest.
"Then send another group of stronger ones." Jin Tailin sat down on the chair in front of the display screen and poured himself a glass of wine. The glass was shaking, and he looked like he was going to watch the show.
Lin Weicheng saw his expression and knew that there would be something exciting to watch in the City within the City tonight. He turned around and left the house. This time he summoned thirty more powerful psychics.
Thirty psychics were taken out of the experimental area and walked into a dark passage.
A middle-aged man looked at his companions with an uneasy tone: "Lao Zeng and the others haven't come back yet, why are they asking us to go out again? What's going on?"
"Are you out of your mind? Asking us such questions?" a young man nearby said in a sarcastic tone.
Everyone here is a bunch of cannon fodder trapped in the laboratory. How can they know the situation?
A thin figure who tried to hide in the crowd as much as possible, but with a little more anticipation in his heart.
A woman beside him looked at him, and they both saw hope of getting out alive in each other's eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense, or you might lose your life." The ferocious man in the front looked at the group of people behind him with a sinister tone, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the tall man in the dark.
Why didn't I notice this guy was so tall before? But in the dim light, I noticed his face and thought it was okay. Maybe it was just my illusion. In the underground laboratory, they really didn't have the energy to care about each other.
Thirty psychics walked side by side through the long dark passage. In addition to the dim light and shadow, there was also a disgusting stench of decay and blood in the passage.
If someone familiar with the battlefield could tell, this was definitely not the smell of a single battle. Rather, it was the smell of decay that could only be produced by the accumulation of blood over time.
"Are they those psychics who want to escape?" the thin man lowered his voice.
The short-haired woman next to him nodded slightly: "Yes."
The underground laboratory was a place that could only be entered but not exited. The only way to leave was death. No, the woman suddenly thought of the four men at the beginning. They should have escaped and perhaps started a new life.
At that time, they tried to persuade everyone to leave together, and were willing to take them away with them, but at that time they only saw food and water, and when they thought of the sufferings of the end of the world, they lost the courage to escape.
As a result, as food became increasingly scarce, the things she had once hoped for became nothing more than a shadow of their former glory. All that was left was endless torment, so this time, she would leave even if it cost her life.
"It's good to be able to get out. It's worth it even if I die." A man's voice sounded nearby.
"It would be really great if you can get out alive." Another person's low voice was full of sarcasm.
As the man's mocking words rang out, the entire passage fell into silence again. For people like them, getting out alive was simply a pipe dream. The bodies in the underground laboratory all had residual value.
Speaking of leaving, all they were greeted with was infinite despair. For a moment, the chatter in the passage fell into infinite silence because of the hopeless future, until a group of people walked to the end of the passage, and the heavy and solid mechanical door slowly rose, and a bright space appeared in front of them.
There are weapons everywhere, and each weapon is pointed at the mutant in the center. There are also mutant beasts and mutant plants.
"Those whose numbers are called please come forward to verify their identities." A mercenary leader in the center said loudly.
As he called out the first number, the person's appearance information and even the unique marks on his body appeared on the display screen behind him. Only after the identity was verified, the special plants on their necks that suppressed their supernatural powers would be taken away.
The handsome man looked at the magnified information on the screen and couldn't help feeling panicky. This level was much more difficult than he had imagined.
"It's okay." The woman reached out and patted the man's arm to calm his anxiety.
Until the number is called.
The man let out a long sigh and walked forward with a normal expression. The leading mercenary took a look at the image on the monitor, then looked at the man again and frowned slightly, his tone revealing doubt: "Are you number?"
"Yes." The thin man said timidly.
The mercenary continued to look through the tablet in his hand, and finally reached out and pressed the man's shoulder to turn him over. Then the mercenary on the other side walked up and grabbed the man's pants and pulled them down.
The originally quiet hall suddenly erupted into laughter, and then laughter began to rise one after another.
The thin man felt the sharp gazes, and his whole body began to turn red. The anger in his chest was about to burn his skin. He had rehearsed this scene countless times in his mind, but he was still shaking all over and about to collapse.
"Yes, it's a birthmark, and it's not small." The mercenary who was pulling down the man's pants pointed at the birthmark on his thigh.
The mercenary captain then put the mutated plant on the man's neck back into the box.
Then the man was taken to the door by the mercenaries and kicked out of the hall. After coming to his senses, the man looked at the familiar city within the city and felt relieved that he was saved.
Soon the identities of the others were also confirmed and thrown out.
The leading man directly took out a map from his waist: "According to the order from above, we have to eliminate all the superpowers in this location."
"Let's go, what are you waiting for here?" A girl looked at the captain in the front with a proud tone.
Soon they were approaching the Jinyi Building.
"This is Lao Zeng..." Someone recognized the bodies lying on the ground. These were all the superpowers in the laboratory. Didn't they say they were here to move things? How could they die here?
Suddenly, everyone's mood began to become heavy.
After the young man looked through all the bodies, he said in a low voice, "Please collect their bodies. It's not appropriate to leave them exposed on the roadside."
"You are so idle that you have forgotten why we are here?" The arrogant girl next to him said with disdain.
At the same time, He Yifeng and his team, who were about to return to the building, once again received news from the Blood Wolf Special Operations Brigade's secret sentry.
"Another group of people came out?" Zhou Ling felt that this matter was becoming more and more confusing.
"Should we go back and deal with the person directly, or go back first?" Captain Lin looked at He Yifeng on the side.
He Yifeng thought for a moment and said, "Zhou Ling, go back and report the situation here to Brigade Commander Chen first. We will wait here for a while, and those people will catch up with us."
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