latent syndrome.

Chapter 55
When Gray pulled out Colin's blood collection needle, he found that there was still metal fixing his body.

Looking around the back, there are about 20 spring-connected iron hooks, which are used to expand the two huge bloody holes on his back. With the continuous gurgling sound, blood is constantly oozing out, and it can be seen that they were broken. The ribs are also turned out like wings.

As for what's inside...

After the lancet was pulled out, Ke Lin's demon suggestion gradually began to take effect, but he woke up from the exhausted state because of his strength, and the injury could not be recovered in a blink of an eye, but it was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gray was not soft-hearted, and quickly removed those iron hooks, pulling off a little flesh every time he tore off one.

But just like a person who has lost nerve perception, when the hooks were removed and scratched or torn the skin, Colin didn't react much, but frowned slightly.

As if the connection between the soul and the body was weak, the moment she lost her fixation, Colin's body fell forward, and Gray supported him, her expression became more serious.

If Ke Lin lost the ability to move, he would not be able to leave with a burden.

But Colin must not die. Although the Countermeasure Bureau has studied countless samples, there has never been one as special as Colin.

"You better have backup."

To Colin's surprise, it was Gray who came to save him. As the head of Section No. 11 of the Countermeasures Bureau, she has far more important things to do.

I have seen the methods of the man in the sunglasses before, and it is definitely not something that I can deal with now.

As for Grey, she wasn't even an infected person, she was just an ordinary person.

"Can I still go? I want a real answer."

Gray opened the curtains, removed the shutters blocking the windows, and pushed open the glass sash, and the sound of rain quickly poured into the house.

Colin nodded, using his strength to prioritize the recovery of the tendons in his wrists and legs, and stood with great difficulty.

Gray only hesitated for a second, and said, "Get out of the window, there is a locomotive on the road, there is no time to dawdle."

If you wait for backup, considering the bad weather and the problem of lifting, it will take 15 minutes, and the killer may come back at any time, maybe in a few seconds.

"And you."

Colin couldn't believe that a woman who had killed herself twice would make such a decision.

"Don't ask, this is an order."

Gray glanced at the entrance of the library, and at this moment, he couldn't delay even half a second.

"Then we're cleared, Gray."

Colin sneered.

It is not only a confrontation in strength, but also a confrontation in belief. Colin does not believe this kind of nonsense at all. He has an intuition that Gray will never do this for an ordinary agent. Perhaps it is because he discovered that he is PT-type infected people are very valuable for countermeasures.

However, this answer reassured Gray. She guessed what Colin was referring to, but that was impossible. The probability of infected people with controllability was too small. It was only a very small number of people. If it was just like an ice cream shop It would be too childish to recruit employees to fight against SCT.

"Come on."

Gray pointed the submachine gun at the library entrance.

Ke Lin didn't talk nonsense, he jumped over the window and walked out, limping towards the depths of the dense forest.

About ten seconds passed.

Colin had disappeared, and the big stone in Gray's heart fell. He held his breath and stared at the entrance with a blank expression.

It all took less than a minute from start to finish.

Randy went out to check to no avail, and when he returned to the library, he saw an unreasonable and expected scene.

"Looks like I really caught a big fish."

"Countermeasure Bureau No.11 Section Chief, Grey."

"You condescend to do it yourself."

Randy was a little excited, never expecting such a huge harvest.

He bowed deeply and gracefully, and put his palm on his heart as a gift.

"What SCT promises to you, you might as well talk about it, maybe we can still negotiate."

Gray deeply understands that these crazy people can't communicate at all, and she is just buying time for Colin.

"It's a pity... SCT didn't promise me anything. Those boxes of banknotes are all waste paper to me and useless at all."

"They're just good at helping me find it."

"A powerful soul."

Randy took a deep sniff, still not smelling longing.

"Sure enough, unlike those politicians, you are not the kind of delicate person who does clerical work in the office."

"This superb psychological quality, there is no mood swing on the way here."

"That's why I didn't find you."

This made Randy extremely surprised. Among all the women she had seen, she was the most special one. Even those so-called special operations soldiers, men, were far weaker than her.

For Grey, the more Randy talks, the better.

"Is it."

"Since that's the case, are the people in SCT dissatisfied with you? Those guys are not inferior to you."

Gray is always ready to pull the trigger.

"The scum exudes a monstrous stench, like rotten pulp, with mold and maggots growing."

"Killing them just makes people happy and peaceful."

"..."

"What a fallacy this is."

Randy's face showed endless guilt, but mixed with ulterior secret pleasure.

When the light of the iron wire just flashed out, Gray was keenly aware of it, and quickly turned to the side, but still couldn't avoid the swift blow.

The blade cut along Gray's left shoulder blade, but because of the timely response, it didn't cut off all of them, but only cut about three-quarters of the upper arm, but all the bones have been cut, leaving only a few inches of flesh and fascia Sticking to the broken arm that hangs down.

Da da da……

Gray expressionlessly pulled the trigger of the submachine gun with the other arm, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air, the bullet casings came out crazily, and all the neurotoxin-containing ammunition hit, all pouring on Randy.

"There should be an agent who told you that I am immune to special ammunition before he died."

"I see……"

"The subordinates of your infected people are all loyal and coerced by the situation. They have no subjective initiative at all, and they are just eagle dogs hindered by the threat of death."

After being hit by more than dozens of bullets, a violent blue flame ignited on Randy's body, but it was still extinguished by him within a few slaps.

"Although I have absolutely no interest in ideological disputes."

"But I can understand this phenomenon as..."

"Does truth always triumph over power?"

"Or...they're just cowards terrified of fear."

"That's even more terrifying, Ms. Gray, I don't know how some cowards...how to fight."

"Those madmen!"

Randy made a show gesture, motioning for Gray to watch the six agents he killed in the room.

"Shut up..."

click...

With a clear crisp sound.

In order not to let the broken arm hinder the action, Gray expressionless, directly tore off the broken arm hanging on the side, stretched the fascia and flesh that were still connected, and threw it on the ground like discarded waste.

wow wow wow...

Extremely painful blood gushed from the wound.

"anger……"

"Let me guess! Ms. Gray!"

boom!
As Gray pressed the detonator, the clay bomb she installed on the entrance wall of the room in advance was detonated. The violent shock wave and heat wave lifted all the floors, burned all the books in the library, and shattered all the windows, as well as the inside of the room. Furnishings were rattling and banging.

It also directly shattered half of Randy's body, causing him to fly backwards.

Even though Gray was far away, he was knocked back a few steps by the impact.

This is not over yet.

Gray gripped the small submachine gun with his teeth, and used his single arm to change the magazine for the gun, extremely fast.

Then it went on to shoot wildly at Randy's body.

A box of magazines is finished.

Then another box.

The flames filled the sky, and the sound of machine guns was endless.

Until half of Randy's body began to burn with flames, and it seemed that he could no longer be resurrected. These flames ablated the entire room at the same time, emitting billowing thick smoke.

Gray's face was covered in black dust, and the bomb's impact fragments cut through her forehead and flowed down her eyebrows to her chin.

Panting heavily, she turned around, ready to leave.

Kaka…

Two wire knives rolled out, and immediately wrapped around the knees of Gray's legs.

There was a snapping sound.

Her two calves were directly removed, and she suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground. The huge amount of bleeding from the wound made her facial skin extremely pale.

And what Randy said next.

"Do you think I'm that stupid, Ms. Gray, to chat with you when every second counts?"

"You don't know anything about creatures like men."

"Besides, he's still an out-and-out tough guy."

"A real man, even if the end of the world is coming, he will never leave a woman and run away alone."

Randy's tone has a strong confidence, it seems that he has already determined all of this.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Gray's tone trembled, it was too cold, as if she was on the top of a snow-capped mountain, her blood loss made her feel cold.

I am about to die.

"Come out! Colin! Use your strongest means!"

Randy's skin was completely burned, and the metal was gradually constructing the other half of his body. He knew that there was no time for fun, and the backup of the Countermeasure Bureau would arrive in less than 10 minutes, and Gray was definitely not without backup.

To Colin, pain doesn't matter anymore.

water jet.

It is a special method derived from the aerospace military industry, injecting pomegranate sand, corundum, and other auxiliary materials into high-pressure water for cutting.

Its pressure can reach hundreds of megapascals, and the hardest alloy can also be cut off.

With blood as water and bone as sand.

The extreme pain spread from the palm to the whole body, but that was meaningless to Colin.

"Go to hell."

Colin turned his palm into a knife, and the turbulent blood plasma mixed with bone sand gushed out, forming a scarlet guillotine, slashing towards Randy.

But this man named Randy.

It's too scary.

He poured his strength into his arm, and when the bright red guillotine swung up, there was only a sound of gold and iron clanging, and a few sparks flashed.

no more then.

"You're pushing a boulder."

"But that boulder is too heavy."

"Every time I don't reach the top of the mountain, I roll down again, and all my previous efforts are wasted."

"It's a seed, a seed inside of you."

"If we meet again, I can smell..."

"Although that's just my naive guess, if that's the case..."

"What an ultimate fragrance that is."

The lenses of Randy's sunglasses reflected the burning house, the dripping flesh, and Colin's stiff face.

Reflecting Purgatory.

clack clack...

Thousands of iron wires gushed out of Randy's body, and this torn and smashed metal storm crazily strangled everything around.

Including Gray, including Colin.

(End of this chapter)