Suddenly, he slammed into the arms of a man, the familiar long white coat uniform, with a Union Medical Association badge with the ioa red cross on his chest.

With a silver suitcase in his hand, Han Xingqian supported his shoulders, and an elegant and warm comforting pheromone was injected into his glands. He glanced at Xiao Tun's torn clothes and burns, and frowned slightly.

"Take me there."

Xiao Tung gradually calmed down: "Okay, but there are too many of them."

Han Xingqian handed him the medicine in the suitcase: "Can you inject this tube of medicine into him?"

Xiao Yun nodded.

Because of the last breach opened by Xiao Tun when he was evacuating, Lan Bo found an opportunity to attack. His sharp claws flashed coldly and hooked hard on every artery of the corpse below him.

The blood that has not yet solidified spurts wildly, and Rimbaud uses this to activate the associated ability to hydrate steel.

The viscous blood gradually formed in his hands, and a scarlet mini14 marksman rifle condensed from blood water gathered in his hands, and the fluttering blood flow could still be seen in the blood-red gun body.

Shooting bullets made of dirty blood one after another, the marksman's rifle is accurate and excellent at medium and long distances. Rimbaud no longer chooses melee combat, but crawls and roams between tall buildings with the blood gun on his back.

There will always be a moment when the guns are exhausted by drawing blood from the corpse. Rimbaud squeezes the energy of the glands in exchange for higher speed, quickly mounts the commanding heights, absorbs the last blood of the corpse to form a quadruple scope, which is skillfully installed in the shooter rifle. On, two headshots sniped a person, and then immediately switched positions, so that the enemy could not lock his position at all.

Every time he kills a target, more blood will be attracted to him, and infinite bullets will be used by him.

Suitable special operations experimental subjects were implanted with a large amount of combat data when they were transformed. They were born as weapons, and fighting was an instinct.

Han Xingqian and Xiao Xun hurried back, Xiao Xun was holding a syringe in his hand, but there were also police officers on duty with them. Several police cars surrounded the scene, and the police officers with guns got out one after another and put their guns in their hands. The mouth aimed at Rimbaud, who was crawling on the ground and biting the corpse frantically, and had lost his mind.

"Oops." Han Xingqian froze in his heart.

It would be fine if it came from the Union Police Station, but the police officers on duty belonged to the International Prison, and when they saw the experimental subjects fighting in the street, it would be troublesome.

Xiao Tun stood beside him and thought silently for a while:

"The probability of someone operating behind this incident is 97%."

"I calculated, there is still a turnaround, injecting Rimbaud with an ac booster, the probability of things going in a good direction is 89%, and without giving Rimbaud an ac booster, the probability of things going in a good direction is 24%. ."

Han Xingqian looked at the greyhound omega who was concentrating on the calculation beside him in surprise.

Xiao Xun climbed up the high wall with the injection gun, and just before the police officer on duty took Rimbaud's glands exhausted and dragged him into the police car, he shot the medicine out of the flashing gap in the crowd.

A needle with a reed was stuck between Rimbaud's neck, and the liquid automatically pushed into his artery and then fell off.

Rimbaud, who had exhausted all his physical strength and was scarred, fell into a coma and was taken away by the police officers on duty.

In the pure black Bentley parked on the side of the road in the distance sits an a and an o.

The hooded omega was leaning on the car window, looking forward, the hat fell off, and two tentacles were raised between the unkempt curly hair, he watched the police car take Rimbaud away, and sighed in a low voice: "Hey, it's still being calculated. The International Prison is a real crime, and they can take away experimental subjects that no one else can buy with money."

The black trench coat alpha was silent, and the index finger wearing the sapphire ring tapped the leather sheath of the steering wheel.

Domino's tentacles tapped lightly on the glass, still lying on the side of the car window chattering: "The target on the surface is the divine envoy, but in the end, he wants to take away the ghost of electric light... Good opportunity, he will be grateful to the divine envoy at this time. our."

Alpha lit a cigarette and exhaled softly: "International Prison is not so easy to talk about."

"Of course, leave it to me, sir." The omega shook his tentacles. "There's a saying, 'It's better to give the icing on the cake', and human language sometimes makes sense."

When Lan Bo killed the last alpha, Bai Chunian's body temperature immediately stopped rising. The value of the monitoring instrument attached to his body slowly dropped, and his body index began to return to positive.

When the value dropped to the normal range, Bai Chunian's body tissue began to rebuild, the dead cells were quickly replaced by newly proliferated cells, and the self-healing function returned to normal.

Several medical professors around Bai Chunian breathed a sigh of relief. Bai Chunian is not only the pillar of the Alliance's special team, but also the only living observation object that the Medical Association can contact with the experimental subject to understand the experimental subject. For these scientists who are committed to changing the killing nature of the experimental subject, Bai Chunian's existence value cannot be compared with Measured by money, once he has an accident, the entire Alliance Medical Association's research on experimental subjects will be lost.

The burned cells in the body were replaced by new ones one after another. Bai Chunian moved with difficulty and got up with his aching head.

"It's... a trap..." Bai Chunian disregarded his weak body, tore off the wires from his body, staggered out of the ward, limped downstairs, and ran to the president's office.

His condition has not yet fully recovered, and he took a few breaths while holding the door of the president's office. It was still too early, and there was almost no one in the Union Building, and the door was still locked.

From the moment he found out that he was being tricked, he had anticipated the other party's purpose. They knew that an M2-level alpha could not kill him, but they still did it deliberately. .

He was dizzy and contacted the president, but before the call was made, Han Xingqian's call came in first.

"Rimbo was taken away by the police officers on duty. He is now in the detention center. They forbid us to visit him, and they are not allowed to learn about the situation. They said that he will be sent to the international prison for trial today, which is not in line with the rules at all."

"The reason for the arrest is that Rimbaud kills civilians indiscriminately. It's hard to believe that those alphas who are suffocated are actually civilians, and they don't have weapons in their hands."