Cynthia’s Cat

In Dr. Pedel’s eyes, Girod’s eyes were simply the perfect subject. Pedel was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were frantically looking at White Mouse 458. It was great that after so many years, he finally found the subject that could perfectly blend with the medicine. Pedel extracted Girrod’s serum was tested.

Girod was locked in the cold laboratory, and in a short period of time, he experienced inhuman torture and turned into a terrifying monster. With physical pain and mental torture, he desperately wanted to commit suicide.

Only Gilrod was left in the laboratory. He was lying on the cold operating table, his hands and feet **** with chains. Girod just wanted to escape now. He exhausted all the strength of his whole body to break away the chains. The friction force made his limbs become bloody, and finally Girod struggled to loosen the restraints.

Girod’s spine had been broken, and the desire to escape made him forget the pain. He crawled out desperately, and the floor passing by was stained with blood. When Girod climbed into the corridor, he saw in front of him. The standing girl with cold eyes, is she here to catch herself?

Cynthia saw that the man on the ground saw her appear with fear in his eyes. She looked dangerously at the monster crawling on the ground in front of her, and a cold voice sounded in the dark corridor, "Hey! Are you a monster or a human!" "

Gilrod saw the disgust in the girl's eyes, but he was sure that this person was not here to catch him. Gilrod's voice was a bit difficult, his body had been tortured and broken, but his thinking was very clear.

"You... didn't you come to catch me back to the laboratory? I am not a monster, I am a human! I opened my eyes and found that I was strapped to the operating table, injected with a strange medicine and turned into what I am now. Please. ……help me!!!"

Cynthia squatted down. The man's lower limbs looked completely unconscious. The bones were visible from the deep scars on his ankles. The skin was blue and purple and completely necrotic. This man could not live long. She looked at a long blood stain in the corridor. His pupils shrank, what made this man so powerful for survival.

She was unable to save a person who was about to die. The Croy Experiment Building was a hell-like place. Some innocent people were involved in the experiment to exterminate humanity. Cynthia's eyes fell down and couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Gilrod's eyes gradually changed from hope to despair. The ultimate fate was still a dead end. He shouted unwillingly, "Why didn't you save me? Damn! Damn! Damn it all!"

Facing the sudden madness of Girod, Cynthia quickly avoided the attack of the Girod man, propped his hand on the ground, and with the help of strength, kicked the crazy man into the corner.

Cynthia looked at Gilrod who was slumped in the corner, and said indifferently, "Want to die? I don't mind sending you a ride."

Gilrod whimpered, his bones seemed to be broken, his eyes looked at the girl in the distance with resentment, and Gilrod cursed like a lunatic, "Bitch! Why don't you save me? You should go Die!!! Hahahaha!"

Cynthia looked at Gilrod blankly. She was not a saint, nor a good person.

"Why should I save you? Just because you look pitiful? He...he! Even if someone like you is saved, they will live like a monster in a dark corner forever, so let's die!"

Cynthia raised the steel pipe in his hand and stood in front of Gerald like a **** of death, harvesting his soul.