He said.

"continue."

"Knife, cut your skin, separate the blood from the flesh, and see if your blood is cold or hot."

"Hand, reach into your chest, dig out your sinful heart, and see if it is sinful darkness or holy light."

...

The Sanskrit sounds of sin chanting in the Bible, accompanied by the separation of flesh and blood, blood filled with blood, and the beating red heart was taken out, leaving the last trace of vitality, pale and painful, and sincere and sincere personal hands—

To the devil.

"My Lord, please enjoy."

The boy, wearing a white dress, was in a pure and flawless manner, incompatible with the scene of bloody death, as if between two heavens and earths.

One is holy and high into the clouds, and the other is scarlet and falls into hell.

Above the clouds, the master of a god, overlooking the struggling ants indifferently.

The beautiful and slender hands, crystal clear as snow, were stained with sinful red at this moment, holding the heart that was still beating and still had the remaining warmth.

Use force and tighten!

The crystal clear palm blooms with scarlet flowers.

The bright blood-like lips pulled open an evil and charming smile and made a mockery from the high above.

"So it's red."

-

Bai Mo had a complete set of physical examinations in the isolation room. The machine was worthy of being produced by a national scholar of the National Academy of Sciences, and even the tiny wounds could be detected.

A girl who was traveling with her fingers broke a little and was detected to be infected with the zombie virus. She was taken away on the spot. As for whether she turned into a zombie or a psychic, it depends on her own luck.

Bai Mo didn't care much about her ending, whether it was a zombie who would be shot mercilessly once a mutation occurred, or a psychic who would rise to the top of the world from now on.

In the end of life, where life is most valuable, this is common.

From the calmness of the staff here to the almost indifferent expression, they can see their habits.

Yu Xue was still scared of the scene where the gun was forcibly escorted by the force just now. She whispered in Bai Mo's ear and asked nervously: "Sister Fu, do you think that girl just now can still... come out alive?"

Bai Mo pulled Yu Xue out of the isolation room, and when the person went outside, he answered her, "Maybe, or maybe not."

Even if the girl is lucky enough to become a psychic, if she has no background behind her, she is likely to be noticed by the research institute and announced to the public in the form of mutated death, becoming an excellent living experimental material, and will never see the light of day.

Thinking of this, the dark light slid across Bai Mo's eyes.

At present, no one dared to put his ideas on her head.

As for the future, she would see who dares to come-

court death!

The white ink and red lips stretch out the arrogant and cold curves.

Su Yaorao, Fu Hancheng, laboratory...

They came lined up one by one, and she didn't mind sending them all to the West!

Well, why haven’t the young master come out yet?

After a while, Bai Mo suddenly thought.

They were delayed a lot of time because of the zombie virus infection in the girl. Logically speaking, Qin Song should have come out earlier than them, so why didn’t he see him yet?

The young master is so well-behaved and obedient. He must have been waiting in place if he didn't see her and wouldn't run around.

So say...

Bai Mo's eyes turned and he looked at the exit passage of the isolation room on the left.

Did something unexpected happen and not come out yet?

At this time, a man wearing a base work clothes hurriedly ran out from the exit of the passage, with a look of panic and frightened look on his face.

A trace of ominous premonition vaguely surged in Bai Mo's heart.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard the man shouting in a hurry.

"Moon, zombies! There are zombies--"

"There are zombies in the isolation room!"

*
Chapter completed!