Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 367 364. Escape from the Laboratory

When the word "kill" appeared in his mind, □□□'s body began to move involuntarily.

He casually shook off the broken bones in his palm, crawled on the ground like a wild beast, and then rushed towards another fleeing gentleman in a suit nearby.

The average running speed of an adult is about 20-30 kilometers per hour. If it is a 40-meter sprint, the highest record can reach nearly kilometers per hour.

The leg strength of zombie weapons is three to four times that of humans - this is just experimental theoretical data on paper.

This not only means that zombie weapons have three to four times the running speed of humans, but also have acceleration and endurance several times greater than humans. Even cheetahs, which are famous for their sprinting speed, cannot compete with them.

In the blink of an eye, □□□ flashed behind the gentleman in a suit, grabbed the back of his neck, and crushed his spine in an instant.

The screams of that group of bitches became even more miserable. □□□ flashed forward again and punched the third one in the back, piercing his chest and causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Then it was the fourth person, who was kicked against the wall by him and fell to the ground in pieces as if he had been hit by a truck.

"Quick, quick, activate the bomb!!" Someone shouted, "Who has the authority? Quick, blow up this monster!!"

After hearing this, □□□ subconsciously stretched out two fingers, poked them through his forehead, and reached into his brain to fiddle with it.

After a moment, he pulled his fingers out of his brain, revealing a mini chip covered in flesh and blood, and a small round mechanical ball.

The hole on the forehead also began to repair and close rapidly, and one could see the flesh and blood inside the hole moving actively.

□□□ looked at the chip and mechanical ball in his hand. One was a [wedge] and the other was a remote-controlled bomb implanted in his brain.

Kyushu Makoto had eaten the souls of KJ organization researchers before, so he knew that they would bury the [wedge] and micro-bombs somewhere in the brain, but he had never tried to take them out.

He grabbed another researcher and stuffed the chip and the metal ball into his mouth.

The next moment, there was a loud "bang!" and the researcher's head exploded in panic, with blood splattering all over his face.

If □□□ had taken out this micro-bomb a step later, his own head would have exploded.

"Damn it! He took out the bomb! He actually used his bare hands!" Someone in the lab screamed again:

"Hurry up and sound the first-level alert. Seal off the laboratory! Call all the guards over! Mobilize the Black Dragon spies and Kamikaze Immortal Corps on the island immediately!!"

The entire laboratory was flashing with dazzling red lights, noisy and uneasy alarms were ringing continuously, and metal fences and partition walls began to be lowered in many passages and rooms.

In this laboratory filled with a terrifying atmosphere, the rampage of the zombies continues, and people are desperately trying to escape from the hunting of this zombie monster.

□□□'s eyes rolled back, and he looked like a zombie who had lost his mind in a B-grade horror movie. In fact, his behavior was no different from that of a zombie, killing anyone he caught, acting purely on the instinct of anger and hatred.

He is no longer that [great hero], and can no longer be called a [human]. If Chen Jiuzhou is fanatical and warlike by nature, but is willing to put the shackles of [humanity] on himself, then □□□ can no longer be bound by this shackles.

□□□ ran wildly towards any passable road, killing all the living people he could see - although it was called killing, it was actually just a casual attack. However, this attack was made by the zombie weapon, which was enough to crush an unprepared ordinary person to death on the spot.

I don't know how long I rushed around the laboratory. There were miserable corpses everywhere along the way. □□□ looked at the isolation wall falling in front of me and realized that I had walked into a dead end.

If I continue to wander around here without any clue, I will be trapped here sooner or later and will never be able to get out.

Thinking this, □□□ walked to the body of a gentleman in a suit. The body only had its lumbar vertebrae broken by the kick, but its head was intact.

He picked up the corpse with his bare hands and stared at its head.

He saw that there were many floating blue ghosts in the corpse's head.

He opened his mouth as hard as he could, with his upper and lower jaws opened almost 180 degrees, a range that no human could achieve.

But just as he pressed his teeth to the corpse's forehead, he hesitated, his eyes flickering.

If you eat it, you will have nothing to do with humanity anymore, and even the last bit of humanity's bottom line will be broken.

"Ahh." He let out a painful breath, his hands shaking, hesitant.

[Great hero, save me]

Suddenly, the voice appeared in his mind again.

This cruel voice made him irritated and crazy.

“Ahhhh!!” □□□ bit his jaws angrily, crushing the fruit in his hand along with the shell and flesh, and then swallowed it into his mouth.

Soon, a memory came into his mind, the memory of the gentleman in a suit.

He saw the life story of this gentleman in a suit - he grew up in an elite family, was trained by his politician father and aristocratic mother, and after graduating from the University of Tokyo, he spent several years in politics and successfully established a connection with the forces of "Ryujin of the Immortal Institution" to become one of them.

Of course, □□□ doesn’t care about these crappy life memories. He only cares about the secrets related to the "KJ Organization" and this laboratory.

"So that's how it is. There are several escape routes." □□□ threw the headless corpse aside, glanced at it contemptuously, and turned away.

Scarlet lights and piercing alarms echoed in the corridor. □□□ ran all the way towards the escape route in the corpse's memory, killing all living people in sight.

If necessary, he would also eat the heads of corpses and use their memories to confirm escape routes and possible enemy deployments.

After the first time, there will be a second time. Even though □□□ still feels uncomfortable in his heart, he has already adapted to the behavior of "devouring souls".

Thanks to these people's memories, □□□ avoided many mechanisms and traps and took fewer detours.

Suddenly, □□□ heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from all around.

In a long corridor, a team of fully armed soldiers poured in from the corner and stood in a row blocking □□□.

The soldiers in the front row held up the explosion-proof shields, while the soldiers in the back row held up automatic rifles and submachine guns. Their movements were uniform and very professional.

"Fire!!!"

Without any negotiation, the soldiers opened fire, and dense bullets poured down on the blood-soaked zombie monster in front of them.

"Ah" an unpleasant sound came from □□□'s throat and he rushed towards the bullet.

This corridor was currently the only emergency exit from the laboratory, and he would not retreat.

The dense bullets hit him, making him feel the pain of thousands of needles stabbing him - and unlike ordinary bullets, this pain was not only on the body, but also deep in the soul. According to memory, these bullets should all be weapons from the [Soul Cleaner] series, which can not only hurt the body, but also the soul.

Even if □□□ is a zombie with extremely strong self-healing ability, it cannot withstand the baptism of this weapon for a long time, otherwise the soul will be severely collapsed and it will take a long time to recover.

Because of this, we have to fight quickly and decisively!

“Ahhh——!” □□□ roared like a wild beast and rushed towards the enemy camp under the rain of bullets. Veins all over his body bulged like worms and countless blood flowers burst out of his body.

However, the bullets did not stop him at all, and he rushed to the enemy's front in the blink of an eye.

"He's coming!!" the soldier in the front row exclaimed.

"Kill you, you beasts!" □□□ cursed angrily, grabbed an explosion-proof shield and lifted it up.

The soldier's strength was simply not enough to resist, and he was thrown out with his shield in an instant.

The originally intact shield line was suddenly torn open.

□□□ roared and rushed into the formation. Sharp screams and calls such as "P01 broke through the defense line!" and "Request for support!" broke out in the corridor.

Soon, the corridor became quiet, with only the beeping of the alarm on the ceiling.

□□□ stepped over the corpses on the ground and picked up an automatic rifle and a baton.

He continued to run along the escape route in his memory, and during the process he dealt with two groups of soldiers who blocked his way and many people who were fleeing. His corpse-like face became increasingly cruel and terrifying.

Finally, he arrived at a spacious reception room.

On the other side of the room is the elevator, which is also the only way out of this laboratory.

□□□ walked slowly into the room, but not too fast, and kept observing the surroundings.

Suddenly, □□□ felt the murderous intent coming from the sky.

"Tsk!" □□□ fired several shots at the top of his head, then rolled backwards to create distance.

The next moment, two cold sword lights fell from the sky.

A samurai holding two swords fell from the ceiling. If □□□ had not dodged just now, he would have been chopped into three pieces by now.

The samurai looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a lean warrior figure. He wore a black tights on his upper body and a pair of semi-metal long hakama that looked very high-tech on his lower body. The words "Kamikaze-04" were engraved on the metal surface.

The warrior's head is covered with a metal mask that covers the upper half of his face. His eyes are not visible, and his long black hair is draped behind his head, making him look mysterious and unrestrained.

"." The warrior swung his two swords without saying a word, and as if time had stopped, he immediately attacked □□□.

Kamikaze Immortal Corps No. 4. Through the memories of others, □□□ already knew the other party's identity.

Iwata Tokazu, a rising star who was once hailed as the "Kyushu Kendo Genius", died unexpectedly in a car accident when he was seventeen years old while studying at the private Takamagaharamine Academy in Tokyo.

However, the actual situation was that Iwata Towa was deceived into doing an experiment while studying at Takamagaharamine Academy, and he died accidentally during the experiment. The KJ organization had to disguise it as a car accident and fooled him into sending his fake "urn" back.

In fact, Iwata Towa's body was still left on Takamagahara Peak for experiments.

In the end, Iwata Towa was not used in the "genius research", but somehow survived the "zombie weapon experiment" and became the fourth member of the Kamikaze Immortal Corps.

However, his soul was severely damaged, so his intelligence was greatly reduced and he had difficulty executing complex commands.

For this purpose, the KJ organization gave him a metal mask, which was actually an "information processor" developed specifically for him, allowing him to receive and execute commands more efficiently.

"Oh, the once glorious Kyushu sword genius is now in such a miserable state."

□□□ sneered and picked up the baton to fight him.

At this moment, □□□ suddenly felt the ground shaking, forcing the two to stop.

A sturdy man with a broad back and muscles like rock walked slowly into the reception room. Every step he took caused the ground to shake.

The sturdy man was wearing a dark blue tights that wrapped around his deep muscle lines. He wore close-fitting armor on his limb joints and waist, and a "Kamikaze-02" pattern was printed on his chest.

Like the other two people here, he also had lifeless eyes and his face looked as scary as a mummy.

"Daisuke Miyake, the second member of the Kamikaze Immortal Corps." □□□ murmured.

The Miyake family is a famous weightlifting family in Wano Country. They have produced several national-level weightlifters and have won many honors for Wano Country.

Influenced by his family, Daisuke Miyake also aspired to become a weightlifter since he was a child.

It's a pity that he lacked talent and eventually ended up in a situation where he was neither high nor low.

Until he came into contact with the KJ organization and underwent their "strengthening experiment", he became a zombie weapon and the most powerful among the five.

"Two people come to stop me?" □□□ snorted coldly: "How impressive~"

He was actually not surprised by the appearance of these two people.

The memories of those people told him that there were two members of the Kamikaze Immortal Corps on standby on this island. If P01 tried to escape, these two would definitely come to capture him.

But he didn't care. Anger and hatred did not allow him to feel any fear.

"You are a bunch of laughing stock. I will not end up like you." □□□'s eyes were fanatical, and malice burned in his dark eyes:

"If you dare to stop me, I will make you all completely [dead]!"

He pointed his hand downward and spat on the floor to express his contempt.

"Ga ga ga" Kamikaze No. 2's eyes rolled back, countless blue veins appeared on his face, and a dissatisfied growl came out of his throat.

"." Kamikaze IV just waved his blade silently, perhaps he couldn't speak at all.

Finally, the last bit of calm was broken, and the three of them took steps at the same time and rushed towards each other.

(End of this chapter)