Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 8 Transfer
"Beep beep."

Half an hour later, several late police cars arrived at the warehouse door with flashing red and blue lights and a shrill siren.

"John, Rose, follow me in and have a look, others are surrounding here."

A white-haired old man dressed as a sheriff got out of the car first, greeted the two young police officers behind him, then clenched the pistol in his hand, bent slightly, and walked cautiously towards the warehouse.

Looking at the broken chain in front of him, the old sheriff stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the factory warehouse.

"vomit"

The factory warehouse door just opened a gap, and the sheriff couldn't help retching.

The young police officer behind him followed the sheriff's line of sight, and saw charred corpses and the remains of various damaged instruments everywhere in the warehouse.

There are only a few small windows in the entire warehouse, which makes the ventilation of the warehouse very poor. The smoke produced after burning and the smell of burnt corpses have been sealed in the warehouse.

As the smell in the warehouse gradually wafted out, the two young police officers behind the old sheriff were even more miserable than the old sheriff. They leaned on the wall next to them and bent down to vomit.

In desperation, the old police chief could only hold his breath, opened the factory warehouse door completely, and ordered everyone to stay away from the door temporarily, let the air circulate for a few minutes, and then ordered everyone to go in together.

"My God, how many people died here!"

After entering the factory warehouse, the old sheriff called out in surprise.

In decades of being a police officer, he had never seen so many dead bodies at one crime scene at the same time.

Only a few minutes after he came in, he saw no less than [-] corpses that were charred black, whose appearance and gender could no longer be distinguished.

"What is this for?"

John reached out and touched a somewhat bent steel bar in front of him. No corpse was found around the area, but a strange steel bar stood upright.

"Don't disturb the scene, John."

The old sheriff glared at John, then picked up the walkie-talkie and said:
"Block the scene and close the team. We need to report this matter to our superiors."

At this time, these police officers did not notice that directly above them, in the cloudless blue sky, a private jet was flying across the sky.

In the private jet, Wayne was wearing a shabby hospital gown and leaning lazily on the last row of the private jet. The scars from the previous fight and the broken arm by Gina were already intact.

The sunlight coming in from the window was a bit dazzling, and Wayne couldn't help but dazzle his eyes. A month of torture and the dim living environment almost made Wayne forget the color of the sun.

Looking at the vast sky outside, Wayne was slightly absent-minded.

At the front of the plane, Gina was looking at her mobile phone and said to Francis beside her:
"Information came from the organization that the situation at the factory warehouse had been discovered and reported to the local police, and some people inside were already preparing to use this as an excuse to attack us."

After the explosion that day, Francis and Gina directly decided to abandon the laboratory in order to avoid attracting the attention of the public and some departments.

In order to destroy some evidence, before leaving, Gina ordered the soldiers to lock the gate of the factory warehouse with a chain. Ignoring the wailing of various patients in the factory warehouse, she hurriedly took Wayne into a black Chevrolet .

After the car drove all the way to a private parking lot in the suburbs, without any rest time, it took Wayne directly to the plane that had been prepared.

This accidental explosion caused Francis heavy losses. Leaving aside the loss of research equipment and the exposure of the base, the death of a large number of experimental items and the possible troubles caused by the exposure of the laboratory have already caused dissatisfaction among some people in the organization.

According to the news that Gina received, someone inside the organization is already preparing to start putting pressure on them. After all, there are many factions within the organization, and each faction wants to obtain more resources.

"I was really negligent, that bastard!"

Speaking of this accident, Francis immediately thought of Wade who caused all this, and said with gritted teeth.

Francis regretted it very much now. He felt that he let Wade die too easily. He should take that damn bastard away together and let him suffer endless torture.

Rubbing his temples with some annoyance, Francis looked back at Wayne who was limp in the back row, and said to Gina:
"As long as we can control Wayne, we can have a steady stream of genes for research. The Wolverine genes originally stored in the organization have already been used up, and now they can only beg us."

At this time, Wayne, who was wandering in his thoughts, couldn't help but think of Wade who was trapped at the scene of the fire, and remembered Wade's weak and very firm commitment after the two of them went through torture one day.

"Hey, don't be like this, come and laugh, I will take you out, and then we will kill these perverts together."

Wade, with a gloomy face, turned sideways towards Wayne and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, looking at Wayne who buried his whole face in the quilt and said.

Although Wade not only has no supernatural powers, but also suffers from cancer, in the past month of torture, Wade has behaved more calmly than Wayne. Most of the time, it was Wade who came to comfort the somewhat collapsed Wayne.

However, just when the hope of escape appeared in front of him, because of his own powerlessness, he actually let his brother die in front of him.

Covering his red eyes, Wayne lost the desire to continue admiring the sky.

If I could have given Wade a little help at that time, maybe Wade is already on his way to see Vanessa now.

Wayne clenched his fist a little angrily, but Wayne who had just clenched his fist was suddenly startled.

With this feeling, Wayne looked at his hands in surprise. Due to the long-term injection of a large amount of sedatives, Wayne has not experienced the feeling of full strength in his body for a long time.

Feeling that his weak body was gradually filling up, Wayne remembered at this moment that during the hasty escape, Francis did not inject tranquilizers into his body on time.

This means that there is something you can do, and now is not the time to blame yourself.

Wayne looked around the situation in the plane. Currently, there are only himself, Francis, and Gina on this private plane with a large interior space. The other soldiers did not sit on the same plane with them.

He looked at the barn door not far from him, and Francis and Gina who were sitting at the front, more than ten meters away from the barn door.

Wayne began to close his eyes and focus himself.

Although his own self-healing factor has been able to reflect automatically, Wayne found that when he focused his attention, he accelerated the recovery speed of the focused area.

Feeling the long-lost power quickly return to his body, Wayne walked forward lightly.

　I'm trying to sign in every day now
　　Without 100 experience points, you cannot reply to the message
　　
　
(End of this chapter)