The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 111: Isn’t this your fault?
Now Xiunuo is very experienced. Before killing these guys, he first checked whether they had bombs tied to them.

Johnny heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Xiunuo's promise. He closed his eyes and murmured, "May God forgive my sins."

Xiunuo was amused. These hanged people only knew to pray for forgiveness when they were about to die. They had no sense of responsibility at all.

The evil cultivator certainly did not pray for forgiveness from heaven before his death. If he could speak, he would definitely curse the evil God.

These bastards are not even as good as the demon cultivators.

The next moment, Johnny's head flew up.

There are some scientific researchers on the first underground floor, but these people know nothing and only know that they are conducting superhuman research here.

If Xiunuo remembered correctly, America had a lot of history in research on super powers.

Now that this has happened, Xiunuo doesn't feel surprised anymore.

But Xiunuo was a little curious, how did these people know that there was something wrong with the rain?
After thinking about it, Xiunuo walked back. As the demonic energy was injected, all the guys who had fallen to the ground stood up and followed Xiunuo.

Their movements are much more flexible than those outside, because Xiunuo has trained them into zombie soldiers.

This type of zombie soldier has no special abilities, it can just continue to stand up and fight.

Xiunuo carried Johnny's head and hands and walked to the elevator leading to the second underground floor.

The elevator requires fingerprint and iris authentication, but it failed after the scan.

If it was a week ago, Xiunuo might not have known what was going on, but now he knew that this should be some kind of bioelectricity, which probably meant that this person had to be alive.

But this did not pose a problem for Xiunuo. As Johnny opened his eyes, the elevator started smoothly.

The elevator door opened and gunshots rang out again.

The zombie soldiers in the elevator had already raised their guns at this time.

Along with the roar of bullets, countless holes appeared on the bodies of these zombies, and the first line of defense on the second underground floor had been breached.

Xiunuo walked forward, and as he walked, demonic energy seeped out, and the fallen second-floor guards stood up with their bodies covered in blood.

After the two ambushes, more and more people gathered around Xiunuo.

Just as Xiunuo was about to move forward, a roar was heard and a figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

He was swinging a sledgehammer in his hand. He was more than two meters tall, with exaggerated muscles like a bull. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was no rationality in his pupils.

Just as the sledgehammer was about to hit Xiunuo on the forehead, Xiunuo raised his hand and the sledgehammer stopped in front of him.

Xiunuo was seen holding the hammer head with one hand, with his head poking out from behind the hammer, looking at the guy in front of him with some curiosity.

"The strength of his body is almost reaching the level of body forging. There is something there. But... he is completely unconscious, a bit like the Gu corpses of the witch clan."

The guy in front of him roared and wanted to take the hammer back, but even though his arms were thicker than Xiunuo's waist and his muscles were tense, the hammer could not move at all.

"There's something, but not much." Xiunuo let go, then flipped his wrist and flicked the hammer.

The next moment, the sturdy man flew backwards as if he was hit by a train. With a puff, his body was broken in half on a steel beam.

The ghost flew past, and a wisp of blood was picked out.

"You're not good enough in terms of spirit and soul, but this essence and blood is good." Xiu Nuo smiled and walked forward again.

But what surprised Xiunuo was that apart from the first wave of defense and the guy just now, there was no other force to stop Xiunuo.

Xiu Nuo spread out his spiritual sense, and as his spiritual sense swept over, a flash of surprise flashed in Xiu Nuo's eyes: "So cruel?"

He saw a group of armed men wearing masks leading a group of scientific researchers in white coats to evacuate. One of the armed men pried open the outer door of an elevator, and as the elevator shaft opened, the other armed men raised their guns and opened fire.

The researchers who thought they would survive by following them fell to the ground in disbelief. All the bodies were thrown into the elevator shaft.

Xiunuo also found Patch, and they were locked in a transparent isolation chamber.

Patch looked fine, at least he had all his limbs intact. But there were still a lot of glass chambers, most of which contained people.

But the others were a little miserable at this time.

They were either missing parts or were emaciated, like someone in the final stages of drug addiction.

But more of them had various pustules on their bodies, some were even covered with traces of fungi, and some had obvious signs of burning.

Xiunuo frowned when he saw that scene.

How long has it been since the rain? Half a month?

And in Xiunuo's consciousness, he found a guy who was frantically destroying data.

Xiunuo waved his hand, and the zombies behind him began to move freely. Any living thing they saw would become their target of attack.

Xiunuo came to the office and looked at the locked door. He shook his head, made a gesture with his hands, and entered the room the next moment.

The people in the house were startled when they saw Xiunuo appear, and they hurriedly picked up their guns and shot at Xiunuo.

However, the pistol now poses no threat to Xiunuo.

Xiunuo put one hand on his chest, and the pistol bullet suddenly stopped in front of him and hovered in the air.

With a flick of Xiunuo's finger, the bullets flew back directly.

The guy who was destroying the data screamed and fell to the ground. In addition to the vital parts, there were several holes on his body.

Xiunuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he used the Mantra and started checking the information on the computer.

"who are you?"

"Dr. Conco Will, my research area is biological genetics. I have four doctoral degrees."

"What is being researched here?" Xiunuo asked casually as his eyes kept scanning the information.

"New humans, enhanced humans, that's probably what it means. You can interpret it however you want."

"Using viral infection to study new humans?"

"They... They are different. Several of the deadly strains did not kill the host after entering their bodies. If this thing continues to be studied, it will benefit all of humanity!"

"What kind of good man do you think I am? Doing good to mankind? What about the limb amputation experiment?"

"They have some self-healing abilities. We found that some wounds that normal people take a week to heal on their own only take one day, so we want to see if we can regenerate severed limbs."

Xiu Nuo scoffed at this. He believed that regenerating a severed limb was at least a matter of forming a pill, and at the Qi Refining stage, it was at most a matter of transforming objects into physical form. The lucky ones in this group who had spiritual energy would only have their wounds heal faster.

As a result, I was pulled in by these guys to undergo the limb amputation experiment.

"Temperature difference experiment." Xiunuo thought of the wounds on some people's bodies.

"We need to know their physical limits to differentiate them from ordinary people. This is very important, sir."

Xiunuo immediately found the problem in this sentence: "So you have also conducted experiments on ordinary people, right?"

"That's not what this lab does, and we have detailed historical data on ordinary people, so we can just do a simple comparison."

Hearing this, Xiu Nuo seemed to recall something in his mind, and said with a grim grin: "What you guys did would be hit by several thunderbolts even if a demon cultivator came. God must be blind if you didn't get struck by thunder when I was going through the tribulation."

(End of this chapter)