Chapter 686

Ada was not ready to face a fierce man like Garou. As for Vegapunk hiding behind her, she could only "reluctantly" sell him out. After all, she was a weak woman who knew nothing.

"I have nothing to do with the old man behind me. You can always make trouble for him." Ada moved her body and exposed Vegapunk.

The old man saw Garou's unruly face again, and his face was covered with sweat. He didn't know where the Illuminati found the mercenaries. He dared to break into the Navy Headquarters for money.

Garou was not interested in women's bodies. He carefully recalled Ada's appearance in his mind. There was no such person in the bounty order.

The man waved his hand to agree with Ada's idea. The look of disdain was to let the woman go away. If there was an accidental injury in the battle, Garou would not be compassionate or responsible.

Ada blinked at Vegapunk next to her and smiled sweetly, "Come on, old man. I hope we will never see each other again."

After getting rid of the burden of Vegapunk, Ada pressed her body against the wall, preparing to follow this route to cross the position of Garou. She wanted to pursue her own freedom.

She had been an experimental consumable for so many years, and the World Government's upbringing had long been repaid. Ada now did not want to have anything to do with the World Government and the Navy. She wanted to live out her own life and see the scenery outside the Holy Land.

Vegapunk looked at Ada's back as she left, with a little disappointment in his eyes but did not say much. He had already made up his mind to die, and his death could awaken something, which was a secret that was enough to subvert the world.

Garou continued to take an offensive posture. This time he wanted to knock Vegapunk unconscious and take him away. The value of scientists alive was greater than that of dead, and he would severely extort a reward from the Illuminati.

In the deadly laboratory, a strange sound suddenly came from a distance. The sound seemed to be the roar of a human before death, which made people feel creepy.

Then some reptile-like things crawled out of the darkness. They quickly crawled all over the wall. There were at least hundreds of them at a glance.

These creatures crawling on all fours are actually lickers, a kind of terrifying biochemical monster without skin and exposed muscles.

Their bodies are a strange red color, and the muscle texture is clearly visible, which makes people feel an indescribable nausea.

The brain of the licker is even exposed. There is no clear face and no vision. A sharp mouth with sharp teeth and a long tongue sticking out, licking the wall constantly.

As the lickers continue to appear, the entire laboratory is occupied by them. They crawl on the wall, making a creepy hissing sound, as if announcing their arrival to people.

"Caesar Courant only has weapons in his mind, and he has researched some disgusting things"

Although the visual function of the licker is degraded, his hearing ability is enhanced. Listening to the sound to locate the prey is the hunting ability of every licker.

The moment Vegapunk's voice was heard, hundreds of Lickers formed a red ocean and rushed towards humans from behind.

This group of biochemical monsters craves flesh and blood, craves the flesh and blood of their own kind, and their brutal and bloodthirsty genes will also kill prey. The screams of humans will make the Lickers more excited.

During the experiment, Caesar Courant fed a lot of death row prisoners to the Lickers, but the results did not satisfy him. The Lickers were more difficult to control than he imagined. They were just a group of uncivilized beasts and could not be so-called biochemical weapons.

Vegapunk is the prey of the hungry wolf, and he can't share it with others. Even if the licker rushing over is not a human, it is not worthy of snatching prey from him.

"A group of disgusting things, dare to snatch prey from me, really looking for death"!

The hungry wolf took the initiative to take on the security work of Vegapunk. He came to the old man almost instantly and knocked the old man who had not yet recovered to the ground, allowing him to avoid the bite of the first licker.

In that narrow and cramped space, more than a hundred mouths stared at the two humans. The air seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was suffocating. However, in this desperate situation, the hungry wolf burst out with amazing strength.

His eyes were burning with anger, his muscles were tense, and every fiber was full of explosive power. The hungry wolf suddenly threw a punch, and the wind of the fist whistled like thunder.

The nearby licker had no time to react before it was hit by this powerful force. In an instant, its body was torn into pieces like broken porcelain, and blood splattered into a ball of blood mist.

The hungry wolf did not stop. His fists fell like raindrops, and one licker after another fell under his attack. Every hit was accompanied by a dull sound and splashing blood. The scene was bloody.And shocked.

His figure loomed in the blood mist, as if he was a killing god from hell, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of these lickers. The power of the wolf was frightening, and his courage was admirable.

"It's so enjoyable..." The wolf was covered with the blood of the lickers, and he was not injured from beginning to end. The mobility that the lickers were proud of was vulnerable in front of the powerful humans.

In just two minutes, the wolf completed the clearing. He dug out the head of the last licker, and then crushed the brain with his own hands. Killing these biochemical monsters was more exciting than killing people. This was the hunting gene engraved in the bones of humans.

Vegapunk stared at this scene throughout the whole process. His understanding of the brutality of the wolf was even higher. This mercenary was simply a human weapon, born to kill.

Ada didn't actually go far. She poked her head over from the end of the corridor to check on Vegapunk and Garou. "Fortunately, I didn't choose to fight him. He is really a powerful man, but there are more biochemical monsters than these."

One wave has not yet subsided, and another wave has risen. Heavy footsteps sounded like thunder. A large group of bald men wearing heavy straitjackets gradually appeared in people's sight with slow and firm steps.

They are more than three meters tall, with huge and majestic bodies. The black straitjackets tightly bind their bodies, but they can't cover up their muscles and the surge of power.

Their faces are expressionless, and their eyes reveal a chilling indifference. The bald heads reflect light under the weak light, adding to their mysterious atmosphere.

These mindless humanoid monsters are the last biochemical weapons developed by Caesar Courant, and he affectionately calls them tyrants.

Each Tyrant possesses powerful strength, can tear apart concrete buildings with bare hands, has the ability to regenerate itself, and can understand the simplest commands.

This biological weapon is the best version at present, and the Tyrant has actually been put into mass production