The Legend of Biochemical Doomsday

Chapter 70 The Taste of Blood

Walking into the building door, the drastic light changes made people feel very uncomfortable. The vanguard walking in front hesitated and slowed down. The middle-aged security director was obviously prepared for this, and immediately ordered to stop. The two sides are spread out, so that the number of people can be used to ensure the alert range, and at the same time, more people can adapt to the darkness. 26nbsp;

Ye Zhiqiu took out the flashlight from his tactical vest and handed it to Claire, but Claire didn't pick it up and waved his hand to indicate that he had it too.So Ye Zhiqiu turned his flashlight in his hand and looked around.

Dauin noticed the movements of the two people, and asked Claire with a smile, "Are you from Anchorage, too?" There is no so-called Mandarin in the United States, and the dialects are also very different from place to place, but thanks to modern civilization, there are some in American English. For the definition of slang, highly educated people can usually consciously correct the local "color" in their spoken language, so unless they are very familiar with it, it is not easy to hear a person's origin from the accent.

Claire shook her head. The change of light also greatly affected her eyesight, especially when she walked into the dark at this time, it always made her nervous, as if something was hiding in the dark and peeping at any time looking at her.She knew that speaking could indeed relieve her emotions at such a time, but everyone around her looked as if she was facing a formidable enemy, and she was too embarrassed to speak. It was rare to hear Dao Yin speak first, and immediately replied: "No, I am Met him in Las Vegas."

Dawn raised his eyebrows and asked, "Has he been here for a long time?"

"Why?" Claire glanced at him, thinking that since this guy landed until now, he seems to have been fighting or preparing to fight. If it's been a long time, it's okay?Fortunately, she believes in Christianity. If she were Chinese, she would probably be called a broom star.

Daoyin looked at Ye Zhiqiu in surprise. After the disaster, the population of the American continent dropped sharply to less than one-tenth of what it used to be. He has been wandering on the continent for so long, and he has never met someone as clever and pure as Claire. The beautiful girl, Ye Zhiqiu, this guy came to Las Vegas not long ago from Anchorage, so he has such good luck?How can there be such a big difference in life?

Ye Zhiqiu's EQ is not yet delicate enough to feel the complex emotions of others, so he completely ignores Dao Yin's gaze. He was ready when he walked in, so his vision recovered quickly. He looked up at the corridor The nameplate hanging inside, asked: "Shall we go upstairs?"

"No." Dao Yin pointed to the depth of the corridor, and said, "Let's go this way."

His security chief shone in the direction he pointed with a tactical light. The darkness there seemed to be so thick that it couldn't be dispelled, and the light couldn't reach the end. He heard someone mutter: "There are worse suggestions than this ?

The security director frowned, and glanced sideways at Dao Yin. The latter didn't hear this sentence. The bodyguards all wore earbud communicators, but Dao Yin, as the boss, didn't need to bring this.He thought for a while, covered the microphone with his hand, and whispered to Dao Yin: "Are you sure?"

"Yes." Dauin said, "We have to go under this building, where there is much more space."

"Have you been here?" Ye Zhiqiu asked.

"Yes." Dao Yin squinted his eyes and looked around, saying with emotion: "My honor."

"I hope you always think that way." Ye Zhiqiu said, raised his foot and walked in the direction indicated by Dao Yin.The security director quickly waved his hand, motioning for everyone to keep up and keep in formation.The tactical lights in the hands of the bodyguards swayed and shone on the surrounding walls, constantly reflecting in the small space together with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

The two vanguards walked side by side. Ye Zhiqiu could see their nervousness from a distance of five or six meters. He watched the two men's stiff movements, moved his position slowly, and moved closer to the security director. This middle-aged Ren was the only one of Dawn's bodyguards who seemed well-trained.

"Where did you find them?" Ye Zhiqiu asked in a low voice.

The security director held the tactical light with his left hand, and the m1911 with the insurance turned on in his right hand was hanging by his leg. He glanced at Ye Zhiqiu and replied in a low voice: "You should ask Mr. Yin where he found us."

"Okay." Ye Zhiqiu said, "Suppose I asked that."

"We're in a police station," said the security chief. "When there's danger, people always go to the police station for help, especially when there are no policemen on the street."

"Are you a policeman?" Ye Zhiqiu was a little surprised, it didn't look like it.

The security director glanced at him: "No, I'm going to ask for help too."

"I'm surprised." Ye Zhiqiu said in a low voice, "Unexpected."

"Because there are people who need help more," the security chief replied, before asking, "Are you an agent or a soldier?"

"What do you think?" Ye Zhiqiu slightly shrugged his nose and asked casually.

The security director twisted his neck uneasily, and said in a low voice: "You think you are a soldier. I know some veterans who have experienced wars. You give me the same feeling as them."

"Thank you." Ye Zhiqiu nodded to him: "But I don't think there is any difference."

On the one hand, he left the security director. Obviously, he got the answer he wanted. These people are not professional bodyguards. When they are his enemies, this may be good news, but when he stands with these people When you are on the same front, this is a headache. For specific views, you can refer to the views of the Germans on the Italian army during World War II. Generally speaking, this should be a peace-loving team.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu slowly walking back to her side, Claire gave him a strange look, not understanding why he was so close to her. During the few days with Ye Zhiqiu, she had already understood that this guy doesn't like stickiness people.

Ye Zhiqiu walked beside her, tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "No matter what happens, remember to stay by my side."

"What's going to happen?" Claire was startled, subconsciously clenched the pistol tightly.

"I smell blood." Ye Zhiqiu said, "I hope no one faints."

"The taste of blood." Claire's stomach was churning, and she was about to ask another question when she heard a scream from someone in front, followed by the sound of pistol shooting. In the long and narrow corridor, the sound was deafening.

With the sound of gunfire, more and more pistols joined the ranks of shooting, and the figure in front of him was shaking, and he couldn't see what happened at all. Ye Zhiqiu grabbed Claire, pushed her to the wall, and stood sideways to guard next to.He used a little more force, and Claire was caught off guard, and slammed into the wall, snorted involuntarily, and was about to blame Ye Zhiqiu, when he saw Dao Yin was also pushed to the wall by his security director, and with himself Not far away, she smiled at Dao Yin with a pale face: "You are here too!"

Dao Yin was not in her good mood, and scolded, "What happened?"

Ye Zhiqiu and the security director looked at each other and shook their heads. The security director shouted, "Cease fire, cease fire, damn it, what did you see?"

Among the constantly echoing gunshots, his hoarse orders did not immediately have the desired effect, the shooting continued, and the communicator was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.