One Hundred and Thirty-Four, Resident Evil, Open!

It was only a few tens of meters away from Feng Luo and the others, on the top roof of the inpatient building of the hospital.

A scientific researcher wearing a full protective suit was facing a terminal placed on the ground in front of him, beating something nervously, sweating profusely.

"Beep!"

"what happened?"

At this time, a suspended virtual screen popped up from the terminal in front of him, and Wesker's stern face wearing sunglasses appeared on it.

"There was an accident in the hospital, and an infected subject had a serious mutation. We injected him with ten times the dose of tranquilizers, but the result was that the mutation accelerated!"

"He attacked dozens of people including guards..."

The forehead of the umbrella company worker in protective clothing was sweating, and he replied incoherently.

"Have you injected him with a tracer before?"

Wesker's voice was cold and authentic without any fluctuations.

"When it was discovered that the virus in his body began to mutate, he had already injected a micro-tracker to ensure that his data could be obtained!"

The scientific researcher nodded, then his face turned pale, and his voice trembled.

"However, Mr. Wesker, the hospital is in great chaos now. I hope you can send a team of security personnel to control the scene and save us at the same time. The mutated infected body is out of control!"

In the hospital building downstairs, there were screams from time to time, causing the sweat on his forehead to drip directly to the floor.

However, because his attention was on the screen, he didn't notice it.

At this moment, behind him, a particularly tall black figure suddenly jumped up from the downstairs and directly jumped to the top of the building.

"later……"

As soon as Wesker's prompt came out, the scientific researcher was thrown to the ground directly from behind by that very tall black figure.

"what!"

The researcher of the Umbrella Company uttered the last scream of pain in his life. Afterwards, he was smashed in the head by the rushing shadow, and the red and white liquid splashed all over the roof!

"Roar!"

Shouting provocatively at Wesker on the screen in front of him, the tall black figure showed his true face.

A body over 2.5 meters tall was crawling on the roof floor. The exposed muscles on the upper body were as conspicuous as a bodybuilding champion, but it was not as pale as other infected people, but a slightly bloody gray.

Judging from his uniform that has been collapsed into "underpants", he should be a member of the guard in front of him.

The most eye-catching thing is his thick and thick right hand, which is too huge compared to the proportion of his body. Under the muscular arm is a very sharp claw.

Just now, it was this huge claw that directly crushed the hardest head of the scientific researcher with a single grab.

And at this time, he savagely swung his paw at Wesker "in front of him"!

However, the result was of course a direct swing, the huge claws grabbed the floor of the roof, and drew five claw marks nearly an inch deep.

"It's really surprising. After so many attempts in the laboratory, no such aggressive mutation has been produced!"

"Last night, there were only dozens of experimental products with secondary infection, and one appeared. In just a few hours, has the power become so strong? It seems that in this test, In addition to those adventurers, there is another object worthy of research!"

Wesker watched the mutated guard soldier quietly through the screen, and there was a rare interest in the cold eyes under the sunglasses, and then said.

"Track its location, record its data!"

At this time, the members of the mutant guard who were furious because they couldn't attack the enemy had already smashed the terminal on the roof of the building into a mass of scrap parts.

However, it didn't notice that there was a spot in the skin on his back emitting a faint red light the size of a cigarette butt.

"Experiment number: t-000,

Officially entered the tracking state. "

In the room where Wesker was, a virtual figure of a little girl in white appeared and said in a childish voice.

"In addition, Mr. Wesker. Nine of the employees in the hospital have lost their vital signs. Will you send a rescue team there?"

"No need to!"

Weeks' voice was plain and authentic.

"Originally, I wanted to temporarily control the outbreak time of the infected body, so that the virus would focus on the outbreak at night, and test the pure night-time spread data."

"But now that this situation occurs, we must control it unless we kill this new variant of the t-000 model. However, how can such a powerful variant be killed directly?"

"So... let's start the test plan early!"

Weeks' face under the sunglasses hardened.

"yes!"

"The third team of the Umbrella Company, the 13th medium-scale actual combat test of biological and chemical weapons, is starting!"

The virtual little girl in white began to flash data streams in her eyes.

"Crack!"

At the edge of the town of Harley, a mountain wall vibrated slowly, and after ten seconds, it sank inwards into a dark slanted hole.

After that, an arm with pale blood vessels and blue-black blood vessels stretched out from the hole, and the five fingers with long nails were unnaturally twisted.

After that, there was a male head with almost all hair gone. △≧miào△≧bi△≧gé△≧

On top of this head, there is a face that looks like carrion. The protruding eyeballs are as dull as a dead person, and the pupils in the middle cannot be seen. The color of the lips is also the paleness of a dead man, and the black-red liquid is continuously dripping down from the yellow-black teeth, dripping on the grass on the ground.

When his body completely walked out of the hole, facing the glare of the west afternoon sun, his pupilless eyes only shrank slightly, and then let out a hoarse growl towards the sun.

"Roar!"

Behind him, the "people" who came out with him also raised their heads and roared like him.

Then, all the "people" turned their gazes to the town of Harley in the side direction, as if they smelled something seductive from that direction.

Such a situation happened around the town, in more than a dozen important traffic arteries.

Resident Evil, open!