Resident Evil Chronicles

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Claire raised his hand and pushed open the window, and stretched out his head to look up and down, and then raised his hands to form a pair of seemingly ordinary gloves and put them on his hands.

"Huh~"

After taking a last look at the street several tens of meters below, Claire took a deep breath and crawled out of the window along the way. She planned to climb directly from the outside of the tall building, searching the past layer by layer.

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Claire raised his hand and closed the window again to prevent someone from discovering the abnormality, using the gloves with both hands to easily stick to the smooth glass, slowly began to climb up, and said to himself: "Don't look down ···Don’t look down······"

Claire, who repeats this sentence from time to time, scans the floor area one by one through the glass of the wall to see if there is any important news inside the floor or where Xiao is detained. However, the distribution of the floors is basically the first floor office. The recreation area on the first floor circulates in this way, and the furnishings and staff behaviors inside are exactly the same.

Whenever Claire climbed to the same area, she would look down to confirm that she was climbing up a tall building instead of staying in place, and continued to crawl on the tall building like a gecko.

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At the same time, Chris, who was in the arena, watched five brutal and inhuman matches, and when he heard that the game was going to be the last one, he hurriedly said into the headset: "Claire, please reply."

Seeing Chris' voice in the headset, Claire pulled out her right hand and turned on the headset communication. After taking a few breaths, she replied: "Received, what's the matter?"

Chris didn't notice Claire's weak tone, and still said flatly: "The final game in the arena is starting, and the ghost face may come back at any time. What's the situation on your side."

When Claire heard this, he continued to climb the floor with his hands and feet as soon as possible, and said with some effort due to physical strength, "I...I am still looking for it now, and I should be able to find Xiao soon."

This time Chris heard that Claire's tone was wrong, and asked quickly: "Why are you a little tired? What happened?"

"No...huh! It's okay. The elevator inside the building is just a decoration. I'm still climbing the floor now, and I plan to search it layer by layer.

"That's it."

Chris didn't have any doubts, and then continued: "Then try to move as fast as possible. Time does not wait for anyone. When the ghost face is about to return, I will report to you as soon as possible."

"Okay, you also need to pay attention to safety, don't be discovered by ghost faces."

"Ok."

At the end of the headset communication between Chris and Claire, the last game of the arena is about to begin. The last group of lower players who participated in the competition, and the lower players who lost the same bet, quietly concentrated in the center of the game field.

Chris looked over and found that some of the lower-level players who participated in the competition began to tremble involuntarily. They were obviously very afraid of the game, and they seemed to be poor people who lost their bets.

"Now that the participants are all here, let us..."

"Wait!"

Just when the man in the suit proficiently used the microphone to announce, the ghost face suddenly raised his hand to stop the man, then stood up and walked to the edge of the stand, grabbed the microphone, and said: "I said before, my duty, It’s just for supervision and to see if any cheaters appear, you say, right?"

"Yes!!!"

Hearing this, everyone in the audience yelled out tacitly, and then the ghost face looked at one of the lower-level people on the playing field below, and said: "In this case, I have to perform my duties and give some Let people know what is the rule!!!"

Huh!

Immediately afterwards, the ghost face suddenly violently jumped towards a lower-level person who had just been locked down, and at the same time his two-handed Hidden Blade popped out. While the lower-level person had not reacted, his neck was instantly pierced by the sharp Hidden Blade.

"Uh...coe...coe..."

The lower class vomited blood and looked at the ghost face in front of him in horror. Then the ghost face quickly took back the blood-stained hidden sword. The lower person covered his bloody neck and fell on it. In a pool of blood, within a few seconds, he died of excessive blood loss.

Da~Da~Da~

After the ghost watched the lower class man died, he ignored the panic of the surrounding contestants, walked slowly to the corpse of the dead lower class, squatted down from the inside of the jacket, took out a rusty machete, and It was displayed high up to the audience in the surrounding stands.

"cheater!"

"Damn the lower class!"

"Feed the corpse of this lower class to the zombies! It's almost black us out!"

When all the upper class and the lower class in the stands saw the ghost face searching for a weapon from the dead lower class, they all burst out roars, in which Chris also pretended to be the same as the people around. , Enduring the inner disgust, began to roar at the playing field below.

"Hahaha~"

The ghost smiled coldly, raised his hand to signal the audience on the stage to be quiet, and then said: "Now the cheaters have been executed by me personally, so you don't have to be emotional, it's most important to watch the final match."

After speaking to the audience, Guimian looked at all the lower-level people around who were participating in the competition, and said: "Now you are the last group of people struggling to survive. Look at the corpses on the ground around you, just in my hand. We have the weapons that you survived, to reward you..."

Jingle~

"This weapon is for you."

I saw the ghost face and threw the machete in his hand on the ground of the lower players, and then continued: "Whether you can survive next is up to you, think about it, if you survive, you will have the right to become the upper Human opportunity now has the only weapon again, the opportunity cannot be missed~ the time will never come~"

Huh!

After speaking, Guimian leaped easily, jumped back to the central stand, and then said with the microphone: "Then...the game begins! Let's see, these last batch of lower class people can survive!"

Bang~bang~bang~

In the next second, one of the gates of the arena slowly rose, and then what came out of it was not a powerful BOW such as a tyrant, but an ordinary zombie that was not very threatening and moved very slowly.

But the number of zombies is far more than that of the contestants. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a tide of corpses. Chris saw this scene and said involuntarily: "This ghost face is simply a hypocrite. In the beginning, he didn't think that these would survive the attack of the corpse tide by relying on a broken machete, it was simply seeking his own death."

"give me!"

"I found this!"

"Give it to me! This knife is mine!"

However, what happened next made Chris' eyes widened. At the first sight of the group of zombies, the lower class people in the competition began to frantically snatch the machete that the ghost face had thrown on the ground. , And even the lower class who grabbed the machete, slashed it frantically, slashing the companions around him to death.

"What a bunch of lunatics."

In such a crazy scene, Chris couldn't help but toss his head, because such a scene simply showed the worst side of human nature.

On the other hand, the ghost face in the central stand was sitting on a single sofa, looking at the playing field with a smile. These lower-level people were fighting each other while fighting for a machete.

Such a farce lasted for less than half a minute. A lower-level person was stained with blood, holding a machete in his hand, and looking nervously at the surrounding members of the same competition.

Uh ah!!!Puff!

"Uh ah! Don't! Go away! Go away!"

A lower class was focused on the participant who grabbed the machete, but did not notice that two zombies were moving behind him. He was suddenly mouthed by the blood basin of the zombies, biting various positions of the body, and was pushed to the ground.

Uh ah ah ah!!!

In the next second, the surrounding zombies rushed forward one after another, and began to hoarse frantically towards this lower class, temporarily ignoring the surrounding lower class people who survived.

The man in the suit standing next to the ghost face, this time using the microphone to encourage him: "Poor, this lower class was lost to his senses by the weapon of the cheater, which also cost him his life, let us give the remaining contestants Encourage!"

"Hey! The kid with the knife! Go up and chop the zombies!"

"Yes! Do you treat this knife as a decoration!"

"Go up and fuck these zombies!"

"Go! Go!"

After being inspired or taunted by the man in the suit and the audience in the stands, the lower class man with the knife, as if stunned by anger, actually rushed to the first zombie looking for death.

Puff!!!

"I can...I...Uh ah ah!!!"

Puff!Puff!

I saw that this low-level person was lucky enough to cut a zombie, and the other zombies swarmed around him, and began to bite crazily, and the machete was also stepped on by a zombie. On the ground, other lower-level people who have survived for the time being can't get this surviving weapon.

"Ten minutes left! Come on, everyone!"

After a while, the man in the suit on the central stand raised his hand to look at his watch, and then used the microphone to remind him. In the competition arena, there were only two lower-class people who had survived. The two turned a deaf ear to the words of the man in the suit, they were overdrawing their physical strength and began to run wildly on the playing field.

The number of these zombies, no matter how big the playing field is, it will start to show a tendency to slowly surround the last two lower class people. Even if there are still three minutes left in the game time, it will not help.

Looking at the foregone conclusion, the ghost face slowly said: "It's not useful to give you a chance, people in the real world, I'm afraid it will be the same, this is human nature, do you think it is, Wang Xiao."