Linghu, who stayed up all night, nervously analyzed the tissues on the monster's body and took some blood from Zhao Ziyang's body for testing every hour to observe his physical condition.

It's just that the reason cannot be found at all. The monster's cells are dead, which means that its existence does not have any traces of life. But since it is dead, how can it support the movement of the body?

The vitality of the cells in Zhao Ziyang's body continued to disappear. When doing the last blood test, Linghu found that his cells were no longer active. The occurrence of this situation meant that Zhao Ziyang was infected, which meant that he became a monster.

With a "crash" sound, Linghu swept the equipment to the ground, sat down on the ground, covered his face and cried.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Already dead, the platelets have almost disappeared, woo woo woo..."

Angel stared blankly at Zhao Ziyang, who was gradually becoming restless, as if she had not heard Linghu's words.

"Yang, how are you?" An Qier caressed Zhao Ziyang's cheek and asked with the utmost gentleness.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang was speechless. He only felt an extremely violent aura accumulating in his chest, making him involuntarily want to use something to vent it. His pupils were completely covered by yellow lines, turning into a

An extremely weird color. The angels in front of him gradually turned into two. Although he tried hard to see one, his brain didn't listen to him at all.

"Ho ho..." Zhao Ziyang wanted to say something, but when his words came to his mouth, they turned into a ho ho sound, and the function of his vocal cords seemed to be completely lost.

The cold barrel of the gun was pressed against Zhao Ziyang's head. Angel bit her lips and stared at Zhao Ziyang, whose features were almost the same as those of the monster. Her right fingers trembled slightly.

A line of tears slipped from Angel's eyes, and blood flowed from the bitten lip along the corner of her mouth. She gently pressed the trigger with her index finger downwards, closed her eyes with all her strength, and made a decision.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Linghu stopped crying. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she flew towards Angel and threw herself heavily at her, forcing Angel to the ground.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out and the bullet hit the roof.

"Angel, you are crazy. He is a special soldier. How can you kill him?" Linghu roared and reached out to snatch Angel's pistol.

"I'm not crazy!" Angel opened her eyes wide with tears and shouted in pain: "He is no longer a special soldier, he has become a monster."

"Bang", Linghu punched Angel hard on the cheek, pinched Angel's neck and growled: "Even if he turns into a monster, he can't kill him."

"Calm down!" Angel, who had been punched in the face, stared at Linghu's angry face and said with despair, "I must kill him, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Linghu gritted his teeth and his cheeks became a little twisted with anger.

The expression of the spirit fox became more and more terrifying, even making Angel feel a sense of fear in her heart. This had never happened before, and the spirit fox in her memory had never looked like this.

"I'm telling you." Linghu pinched Angel's neck hard and shouted with terrifying eyes: "This is my man, and I will never allow anyone to kill him. Do you understand? Including you, Angel!"

Angel closed her eyes in pain, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"That's enough!" An Qier lifted Linghu off her body, stood up and put a pistol to Zhao Ziyang's head.

"Angel!" Linghu hugged Angel's legs and cried loudly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I beg you, my beg you...I beg you, don't kill the special forces...I beg you.

...Wow wow wow..."

It's not that An Qier wants to kill Zhao Ziyang, she loves Zhao Ziyang more than anyone else, but in this case she has no choice but to kill him.

Zhao Ziyang, who was lying on the bed, shook his head vigorously. The unbearable dizziness disappeared, and his eyes regained consciousness. It seemed that he had a high fever, and now the fever has subsided.

There was a cold feeling on his forehead, and Zhao Ziyang immediately realized that it was a pistol pressed against his forehead, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Just when he was about to scold the other person not to shoot, he caught the other person's right index finger pressing down heavily from the corner of his eye.

"Ah!" A horrified cry came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth. The moment Angel pulled the trigger, he turned his head away and used his hands and feet to move the operating bed to one side.

"Bang!" "Pfft..."

Warm blood spattered from Zhao Ziyang's shoulder, and severe pain invaded him.

"Here we go again..." Zhao Ziyang raised his head, with tears in his eyes: This was the third time he was shot by An Qier, and he even wanted to die.

"An Qier..." Zhao Ziyang called Angel's name.

The moment she heard the sound, the gun in Angel's hand fell to the ground, and her whole body trembled violently. She saw Zhao Ziyang's eyes, and the gray in them disappeared, turning into the black and bright before.

It's okay, Yang is okay!

"Yeah, the gun dropped..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ziyang felt his head being held tightly by Angel, and he felt Angel's body twitching, which was Angel crying.

The spirit fox on the ground also got up, quickly wiped his eyes, and drew Zhao Ziyang's blood for rapid testing. He saw that the platelets had recovered and the cells were resurrected. According to scientific explanations, the special forces soldiers were resurrected from the dead.

"Ahem..." Linghu coughed twice and reminded Angel: "You shot the special forces just now, but the warhead did not come out of the body. What you should do now is to remove the warhead."

After being reminded by Linghu, An Qier let go of Zhao Ziyang, wiped her red eyes, and said with a cold face: "As long as everything is okay, I'll go out first, otherwise these guys won't be able to calm down."

After finishing speaking, Angel strode outside with unspeakable ease.

After receiving the news that Zhao Ziyang was safe and sound, the mercenaries breathed a sigh of relief, and most of the gloomy atmosphere that shrouded the base instantly dissipated. As for the monsters, they didn't pay much attention to them. After all, monsters are also afraid of bullets.

After the warhead was taken out, Zhao Ziyang was free and no longer tied to the hospital bed. His complexion was better than before, his pupils became darker and brighter, his wounds healed faster, and his limbs became lighter.

"Special Forces..." Linghu lowered his head and pouted, wrung his hands together, and whispered to Zhao Ziyang like a child who had done something wrong: "Just now, just now..."

"What happened just now?" Zhao Ziyang asked with a smile.

"That's it, that's it... Oh, it's just that I accidentally told Angel that you are my man. It's that simple." Linghu stamped his foot and said it out in one breath.

"What?" Zhao Ziyang opened his mouth wide, this, this is okay.

"But I didn't mean it." Linghu pulled Zhao Ziyang pitifully and said, "Little Angel wants to kill you, so I have to find a reason to stop her, right? You see, you provided me with so much blood for free, and why?

There is sperm…”

"Stop! Stop!" Zhao Ziyang felt dizzy when he heard this. He remembered that he had never been willing to do so. It was Linghu who used various tricks to deceive him.

"Special Forces, how about you lend me some more sperm, now..."

Before Linghu finished speaking, the special forces rushed out of the door. He was frightened by Linghu, completely frightened. What he wanted to do now was to see Angel. Who knew what this girl would think.

As soon as he ran out of Linghu's laboratory, he bumped into the wild cat Fengfenghuohuo. This little girl had a mysterious face and pulled Zhao Ziyang to a deserted corner without saying a word.

"You shouldn't be borrowing sperm too, right?" Zhao Ziyang blurted out.

The little wild cat's eyes were wide open, and his chubby face twitched hard.

"Shameless!" The little wild cat opened his mouth and cursed: "Who wants that thing? It's so dirty."

Zhao Ziyang, who said the wrong thing, quickly shut his mouth to avoid saying anything that shouldn't be said.

"Zhao Ziyang." The little wild cat didn't care about Zhao Ziyang's words. After looking around, she whispered mysteriously: "Do you know about the T virus?"

Zhao Ziyang shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Then do you know Alice?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ziyang shook his head again.

"Yeah." The little wild cat nodded very solemnly and whispered: "Do you know about the Pisces Jade Pendant?"

Zhao Ziyang has heard of it. It was a mysterious incident that happened in Lop Nur in the 1960s and 1970s, but it was just rumors. Such things always become more and more mysterious as they spread.

"I tell you, there are really zombies in this world." The little wild cat said extremely seriously: "When the Resident Evil crisis began, the zombies besieging the hydropower station happened in Lop Nur. This is true!"

A helpless expression hung on Zhao Ziyang's face. This kid had watched too many Pussycat Doll movies and became obsessed with it.

"Don't believe it!" The little wild cat whispered into Zhao Ziyang's ear: "Zombies are called biochemical warriors in the United States. They have been researching them, and the United Kingdom is also committed to researching this kind of biotechnology. By the way, you

Didn't you eat a leaf in Lop Nur? Your body changed after eating it. How do you explain this?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Ziyang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed to be somewhat credible. They were all in Lop Nur, and how could the leaf he had eaten appear in that ghost place of Lop Nur? But this strange thought was just a thought.

So he threw it away. He didn't believe in those things. His body was mutated and it was related to leaves, but it couldn't be related to zombies.

"No!" Zhao Ziyang grabbed the little wild cat, stared into her eyes and said coldly: "How do you know that I ate that leaf in Lop Nur? I have never told you, who are you?"

"Tch!" The little wild cat despised Zhao Ziyang fiercely, and said fiercely: "Linghu has told me everything, and you still have something to say?"

Suddenly, something seemed to flash through Zhao Ziyang's mind. He once again believed what the little wild cats said. The reason for believing it was the actions of the country. They wanted to control themselves. Is it because of the so-called biochemical warriors?

But this is impossible and very unscientific...

"Let me tell you, you are the only Alice who will not be infected by the T virus." The little wild cat confidently patted its swollen chest and loudly said: "The mission of saving the world depends on you, I support you!"

"What the hell..." Zhao Ziyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He threw away the little wild cat and walked towards Angel's room.

"Zhao Ziyang, you have to believe me, you will be a superhero! Oh, that's wrong, it's a super hero. I support you, yeah!" The little wild cat looked serious. If you look at her expression, you really think she is

It's all about pearls.

Zhao Ziyang, who was a little confused, came to Angel's room and saw Angel sitting there quietly, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Angel." Zhao Ziyang called Angel.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang coming, Angel's face burst into a smile. She took two quick steps and hugged Zhao Ziyang's waist, then stretched out her mouth to kiss Zhao Ziyang.

The kiss was so deep that both of them could hardly breathe.

Angel didn't show anything wrong. Seeing this, Zhao Ziyang put the explanation about Linghu in his stomach. To be honest, he had nothing to explain, and the more he explained, the more confused he became.

"Forgive me." An Qier hugged Zhao Ziyang's neck and said like a little girl who made a mistake: "No matter what, I will never shoot you again, I swear."

"This spanking is kissing and scolding, and it's love. Well, long live your understanding, hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed, pinched An Qier's pink face and said: "I just feel pain in my flesh, but you feel distressed. It hurts you more than me. I

clear."

"Shall we have sex?"

"Now?"

"Yes, I want a child, one of ours."

Hearing An Qier's words, Zhao Ziyang's eyes flashed with hurt, but he concealed it very well.

"Bang bang bang..." There was a knock on the door, and the sound of a knife was heard: "Boss, the Americans have arrived in Banjul and are specifically looking for us."

"American?" Zhao Ziyang frowned.
Chapter completed!