Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Chapter 100 Famous Paintings on the Moon.

13.14.15.

"Ding, we've reached the 16th floor!"

The elevator's ruthless electronic door sounded and slowly opened as the elevator door arrived. In order to prevent the other party from using any anesthetic gas, Kerry put on another mask over his mask. Although he felt that he could move even when being electrocuted, he probably was not afraid of anesthesia.

What greeted the elevator door was an object approaching rapidly.

In this situation where both parties know that opening the door means fighting, there will definitely be a difference in the score.

It's like a confrontation between two strongest swordsmen, or like two western cowboys competing in gun shooting.

When the door is wide open, it will inevitably be a time for mutual attack, and the opponent, who thinks they have superior firepower, will undoubtedly look for cover.

The other side probably also thought that Kerry would hide on the side of the elevator to avoid being hit by the first round of shooting.

Kerry speculated that the other side might use items such as grenades, supplemented by shooting.

Kerry's original plan was to retreat to the side following the elevator door, making the other party think he was dodging, and then wait for the door to open wide enough for one person to pass through and then roll out.

But unexpectedly, the other party only opened the door a crack that allowed one to squeeze out sideways, and then Kerry quickly protected his eyes with one hand and opened his mouth at the same time.

The fucking big hand controlling the elevator is still exerting force!

"Om!!"

A loud noise was heard, and the sensor lights in the entire inpatient ward lit up.

Although there were three floors between them and the elevator was soundproof, some patients were still suddenly awakened from their sleep.

It's a flashbang! Flashbangs usually make noise, which is convenient for temporarily depriving the enemy of both vision and hearing.

Even Kerry felt a momentary tinnitus, but soon the sounds of hurried footsteps and conversations entered his ears.

"The target has dodged, capture immediately!"

It seems that they still want to capture him alive.

However, the next moment when the first team member with a gun rushed into the elevator door, what appeared at the corner was not a collapsed unconscious person, but a meat cleaver chopping down on him.

"Tsk, that's a nice helmet."

Kerry pulled out the knife that had only hit the opponent's nose, and kicked the still "dazed" body out.

Then he turned the corner with a shotgun and fired a shot.

This shotgun sponsored by Senzaemon Nakiri has been modified. It can fire two cluster bombs in a single shot. It has a good ammunition capacity and is semi-automatic.

Of course, a shotgun isn't necessarily the best choice for short- to medium-range combat, but it's certainly suitable for someone like Kerry, whose shooting skills aren't very refined.

A loud firing sound was heard as the bullet burst out from the barrel. The recoil shook Kerry, who was holding onto the hospital elevator's special handrail with one hand, and the elevator.

The scattered bullets also splashed onto the people who had no time to retreat, and blood splattered in the corridor.

Accompanied by screams, Kerry appeared with his weapon raised.

"boom!"

After the second shot was fired, Kerry paused for a moment, then raised his knife and started killing.

However, the opponent still has a certain ability to fight back, and it seems that he even has experience in firearms combat training.

Several people at the corner immediately opened fire at Kerry.

Normally, at this time, Kerry would have started to pretend to be dead.

But now that his physical condition has improved, this pistol loaded with some unknown small-caliber bullet is no longer enough to make Kerry stand unsteady. As long as he can withstand the pain of his body being torn apart, he can continue.

Adrenaline! Come out!

Then, several people who had emptied their magazines were horrified to find that the opponent's body was full of bloody holes, but he was still waving his weapons forward.

The female project manager who was watching this scene through surveillance cameras was stunned.

No, which research institute did you get this result from?

We are still studying here how to use the data left over from the war and a very precious material sample to keep people submissive through drugs and sexual addiction. The progress is slow, and the finished products are all insane and extremely dangerous.

You have all developed biochemically modified humans, right?

With the ability to catch bullets in the face and slash through heads with a knife, are you guys planning on creating some Space Marine with a dozen or so surgeries and a chainsword and a pistol? Are we even researching a trade?

Seeing that those well-trained teams were completely wiped out by Kerry in just a few seconds, they died faster than the successors of the well-trained doctors in Europa Universalis, and Kerry had already started to capture the survivors and put them on the windowsill for interrogation.

The person in charge of researching Dao Heart Breaking was ready to escape at the speed of light. The information was important, but his own life was more important!

She studied and did research so that she could enjoy herself, not to die in some corner.

"Execute data destruction!"

She gave an order and rushed out of an ordinary doctor's office on the second floor. She went down the stairs and ran directly outside.

"Damn it, if they really ask for my location, I'm done. The Metropolitan Police Department's support will arrive in 20 minutes...

But I can wait outside for a while. Maybe the Metropolitan Police Department can catch those guys. I will immediately report and keep them as new experimental subjects."

At this moment, Kerry, who was standing by the window, pushing a person out inch by inch and forcing him to ask about the situation behind the mother, saw a person running out in a panic from the light in front of the hospital door.

Without hesitation, Kerry took off his favorite shotgun and belt and threw them to the ground, then jumped onto the windowsill with one foot.

"Wait! No! No! I really don't know!"

The tortured person, who discovered Kerry's behavior, let out hysterical screams of panic.

In this situation, the most important thing is to destroy the data and kill the researcher. If the data has been uploaded to a cloud or something like that, the researcher must die.

The door below is now locked, and Kirito and the other two seem to be fighting or being captured. There is no message in the chat room.

The person who is running away in panic below may not be a research member, but these armed protectors may really not know who the researchers are. At least one senior hospital official must be captured, so it is very important to guard the exit.

After all, if the information is still there, who knows when and where they will do the same thing again, and this time Kerry may not be able to find out.

Under the bright full moon of spring, Kerry took a slight leap with the captured prisoner on the terrace.

Like a True Ancestor falling from the Millennium City, Kerry closed his eyes slightly, then opened them, enjoying the sound of the wind in his ears and the objects passing by quickly, enjoying the stimulation that almost made his body faint.

The person in charge, who was running frantically downstairs with a bag in her arms, was contemplating what to do next. Of the three known attackers, one was locked up on the rooftop, unable to use the elevator or stairs, and the other two were locked in the basement with the test subjects. There shouldn't be anything to be afraid of... "Bang!" She suddenly heard two loud noises beside her.

She turned around in horror and saw two bloody figures lying on the ground.

"Ahhh!"

She screamed in fear, startling the night patrol security guards who were just doing their normal job.

But then something even more terrifying happened. The pool of blood and flesh, the one wearing the hospital gown, began to coalesce rapidly.

"Tsk! I'll definitely have to replace this knife later. It hurts quite a bit."

Kerry hit his ear with his fist, causing a foam of blood to form. He moved the bones in his body that were slowly being pieced together, and looked at the woman in a white coat who came up to him politely.

At this time, Kerry's eyes were just normal, but in the eyes of the person in charge, his eyes seemed to be much scarier than those of the experimental subjects.

101

Chapter 101 Starburst Air Stream Slash!

On the other side, Kirito was swinging his katana with all his might, but these monsters were like crazy, not afraid of any weapons or injuries.

And the number increases as you go further.

Those black and red bald heads attacked.

Kirito bent down, drew his sword, and slashed horizontally, then twisted his waist backward to turn the blade, and just turned sideways to face the crowded area with the blade pointing at the enemy.

In an instant, blood spurted out from the bodies of those creatures, and the abdomen or hands of some monsters were directly cut open by the horizontal slash of the knife.

However, even though their internal organs were flowing out, they didn't care at all. They dragged the flowing gastrointestinal tract, and those scarlet eyes were still staring at Kirito.

"Woman! Woman!"

Those beast-like growls continued to emanate from their throats.

They are probably the test subjects of those drugs, and most of the drugs that can make sewer creatures crazy are just their excrement. These things are extremely fast and their strength is definitely not that of ordinary humans.

However, this loss of sanity makes them far less terrifying than those deep divers who can use weapons.

But the place was too small. Kirito straightened his waist, twisted his wrist, and placed one foot on the back wall, trying again to use the huge rotational force of his waist to slash horizontally.

"Crack!"

The knife was embedded into the body of an experimental subject, but the subject did not fall down and the blade could not penetrate through.

Instead, the other test subjects took the opportunity to grab his wrists, one hand touched his chest, and others touched his hands and feet.

The narrow space and the large number of people made it difficult to fully utilize the sword.

Even when he tried to use the force of his sword to cut the first test subject's spine directly, the other party was still trying to lick his hand.

The knife finally let go, and Kirito pushed hard against the thing that was rushing towards him like a pile of rotten meat with bloodshot eyes.

He was quite strong, and two of them were actually pushed away by his mighty push, but the number of experimental subjects was really too many, and their fearless spirit made Kirito exhausted.

Looking at the gun tips pointed at him eagerly and wiggling like teddy bears, Kirito shrank into the corner in despair.

Cold sweat broke out on his palms.

This was the most nervous he had been since he started following Kerry and Kazuma.

Since there are no hostages, this kind of urgency should not appear on the undead.

Because of the characteristics of the undead, it is destined that the enemies should be the ones who fear them. Death is just another new beginning for them, and they can continue to challenge and fight even if they fail.

But it’s different now, it’s different.

He was afraid that his corpse would be teleported to Kerry. He was afraid that when he was teleported to Kerry, his back door would be facing upwards and would be filled with the Ultimate Bladder Sword.

That would be more painful than letting him sleep forever.

"Ya! Yadda! I…I don't want to lose!"

Kirito reached for his waist. He remembered that there were stun grenades distributed by Kerry there. He was going to fight to the death with these things.

But when he put his hand to his waist, he felt something cold.

This... this is, my curved blade? !

It turns out that you have always been by my side!

Kirito didn't take out the stun grenade, nor did he draw out his double blades as usual.

Instead, he simply grabbed the two swords with his hands and pulled them out straight out, that is, holding the blades with his backhand.

At this moment, many scenes flashed through Kirito's mind. He was a little unfamiliar at first, but eventually he began to twist his waist and turn around skillfully.

He abandoned all the standard kendo moves, the PvP and Pve wisdom he learned during the Sao, and discarded martial arts. The only thing left in his mind was Krina's figure who rushed into the killing every time he encountered a group of monsters without hesitation, and the kendo force-generating techniques he practiced as a child and his body still used reflexively.

He no longer cared whether his body would accidentally touch those hideous things that seemed to be still steaming and had started to ooze juice as soon as they approached him. Instead, he held the blade in his backhand and chopped around like a rotating turtle fist.

Here it comes! That’s the feeling!

Kirito ignored the blood splattering around him and swung his two swords, which were becoming more and more skillful, like a hyperbolic sword technique, or like a demon dancing wildly.

"Starburst Air Stream Slash!!"

"Click!"

Kerry, dragging a person, went down the elevator. When he opened the door, he heard Kirito shouting.

"what!"

Kirito's originally high fighting spirit was immediately waned when he found out halfway that his target was a friend of his mother Nan Niang's group.

This kind of desperate burst, regardless of everything, and shouting the names of moves is of course very cool when all the people around are opponents.

However, if people I know see me shouting "Starburst Air Stream Slash" while fighting... that would be too embarrassing!

"Keep an eye on this person. She's the researcher for this experiment. I'll go guard the door."

Kerry, who was originally worried that the two would be captured and had directly kidnapped the woman and used her authority to rescue the situation, nodded.

Pretending nothing had happened, I walked back to the elevator.

Kirito breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the elevator door slowly close.

Phew! Luckily, Kerry is always steady and reliable, so everyone tacitly ignored the incident...