As Soon As No. 18 Was Made, Iron Man Was on the Hot Search

Hammer screamed in horror, kicked the corpses scattered on the ground with his legs, and flinched back.

His trousers were already soaking wet.

Even that General Ross was killed in such a cruel way, and Hammer was terrified!

As soon as he heard the money, No. 18 immediately became interested.

She originally wanted to solve the target in front of her easily, but now she has changed her mind.

No. 18 is condescending, looking down at the crying man.

Her consciousness, connected to the virtual network, searched for data related to "Justin Hammer".

arms dealer.

billionaires.

Stark Industries competitor.

A piece of news about "Justin Hammer" appeared in front of him.

This made No. 18 instantly understand that, rather than solving Hammer, perhaps keeping him alive would be more useful to the "Creator". .

Chapter 6

"3000 million!"

"No! One hundred million! One hundred million dollars!"

Seeing that No. 18 was unmoved, Hammer opened his chips in fear!

"How about $5 million?"

"$10 billion, buy my life!"

"I really don't want to die! Please, I didn't see anything!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Hammer knelt on the ground in fear, and the numbers popped out of his mouth.

It is impossible for these ordinary people to earn money in a lifetime, but it is his last reliance, just so that the other party can raise his hand and spare him a cheap life!

On the 18th, through a special frequency, he asked Ren Jie, who was thousands of miles away.

The life and death of this man are all in the mind of the "Creator".

"Ren Jie: Bring him back to the base, he's still useful."

The order from the "Creator" made No. 18 smile.

"Boss, I want to see you..."

No. 18 said with a smile, then grabbed "Hammer" by the collar and pulled him up from the ground.

A stench emanated from Hanmer's body.

Let No. 18 throw him out again and cover his nose in disgust.

"There is a shelter at the front of the escape route, which has a full set of cleaning facilities!"

"I still have spare clothes! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Hanmer gasped in panic, blue veins appeared on his flushed face, and shouted sternly.

"30 minutes..."

No. 18 rolled his eyes in disgust and kicked the wall next to him.

Obviously reminding "Hammer".

Don't be clever, or this is the end!

Hammer gave a flattering smile that was uglier than crying.

But he knew.

His life was saved, at least for now.

...

after an hour.

Hammer, who was wearing a white suit, was thrown from the air by No. 18 into the sealed space below.

There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Hanmer clutched his injured thigh and screamed with grimaces.

After finding that no one paid attention to him, Hanmer got up from the ground with difficulty and looked around vigilantly.

Because the room was too dark, Hanmer didn't know where he was now.

There was a sound of scratching and colliding all around.

And the whimpering of some kind of creature.

Like some kind of animal that walks upright.

Possibly a monkey.

Maybe a gorilla too!

Hammer began to realize his situation.

The sealed space he is in may be a cage where "experimental creatures" are being held!

"You... hello?"

"Dear Mr. Boss? "

"I...I'm the chairman of Hammer Industries, Justin Hammer."

Hammer squeezed out a stiff smile, turned his body limpingly, and waved his palms mechanically, like a funny clown.

He was doing his best to be warm and harmless.

Humans are contradictory creatures.

There is always fear and curiosity about the unknown.

Especially after personally experienced, contrary to common sense events.

Hammer is a shrewd businessman. He knows that since he can survive, it means that he is valuable!

This is the only bargaining chip he can put on the negotiating table, and it is also the last chance for him to survive!

"anyone there?"

Hammer asked tremblingly, he really couldn't stand this bad atmosphere.

Just now.

A bright incandescent lamp, from above Hammer, suddenly lights up!

Then, in the form of the "Eight Arrays", it spreads in all directions, lighting up the entire sealed place instantly!

The white light made the imprisoned man instinctively narrow his eyes.

This sudden light finally made Hanmer heave a sigh of relief.

But when he looked around, a terrifying scream broke out!

Where he is now is a closed laboratory!

Outside the transparent glass, a group of bloody horror zombies are gathered!

The number is so dense that there is no end in sight!

Even the sealed escape route was filled with thousands of zombies!

These zombies, with their rotten heads tilted, stared at the flesh and blood inside with gray-white pupils!

The corners of the mouth stained with black blood, showing the arc of a smile, the teeth that have mutated, still have the flesh and blood of some kind of creature!

Pairs of corrupt claws made white marks on the glass!

Some strong zombies even hit the tempered glass with their heads!

previously.

The bursts of noise.

It was from this group of zombies that it came out!

These zombies can express emotions, and obviously there is wisdom as human beings!

They are wearing "blue and white" clothes with various numbers on their wrists, and they are "experiments" at a glance!

What the hell is this place, it is self-evident!

Biochemical Lab!

These "Walking Dead"!

Either some kind of "gene experiment" failed!

Either the virus leaked and the "infected" who fell in the disaster!

"God!"

"What exactly do you want!"

"As long as you want it first, I can give it to you!"

Hanmer's legs were weak, and he slumped on the ground, begging for mercy.

God knows how long these pieces of glass can last!

But the result is doomed!

When the corpse tide rushed in, the billionaire would surely die!

Just as Hammer was in despair, an apparently processed voice came from the radio in the laboratory.

"Justin Hammer, I'm a person who doesn't like to beat around the bush."