The Basic Law of Routines in the Infinite World

"Sir, Second Lieutenant Dalilu is here."

"Turn it off," the bald man said, and his gloomy face instantly turned into a smiling face.

Soon, a man in a white combat uniform walked in.

"Isn't this Lieutenant Dalilu Yang? Welcome."

The lines in the anime appeared, but before Dalilu could answer this time, the whole scene suddenly became turbulent!

Dalilu's expression changed: "What's going on?"

Even the bald head shouted anxiously: "What happened!"

"An intrusion has been detected!" A soldier said: "The Ultimate Roar, which is in charge of defense on the periphery, has found the intruder. The location is...not good! The Ultimate Roar has lost contact!"

"Can people solve the ultimate roar?" Dalilu shouted dissatisfiedly: "Look carefully, bastard!"

The bald man thought of something, and roared, "It's the infected people! Tell the reserve team! We need support!"

"Infected?" Dalilu looked at the bald head: "What infected?"

"The group of infected people living in the third world!" The bald man had already taken out a weapon from the side and threw it at Dalilu: "Second lieutenant, hold the weapon!"

However, Dalilu didn't understand. His expression was distorted at this time: "Are you kidding! If it's those infected people, can we use this gun to deal with it! It seems that I have to experiment with my new body!"

As Dalilu said, he ran outside, but before he could leave, he heard a loud bang!

The door of the command room was kicked open, and Dalilu was even sent flying out!

"That's right." A cold voice appeared at the door, and a black man walked in slowly from the door, with a cruel smile on his face, he grinned and said, "But you probably don't have time to turn on the phone. Armored."

The bald head shot without saying a word, and even roared in his mouth: "Guards! Guards!"

Bazula raised his hand, a light curtain blocked the poor firepower, and at the same time said: "Stop shouting, we wouldn't have come in if there were guards."

"You...you?"

After his words fell, one person after another appeared in the room somehow.

Seeing the five people who suddenly appeared in the room, and looking at the guard who was killed almost without counterattack, the bald head was desperate.

"Don't want this expression." Bazula looked at the two guys who were still alive with ease: "God loves the world, and we came here with good intentions."

Dalilu got up from the ground, looked at Bazula gloomyly, and gritted his teeth, "What are you going to do?"

Bazula smiled slightly, and slowly spit out two words.

"cooperate."

ps: Actually, I want to go back to Tianyu to play. How to say, I started playing the game from the inside. The game I spent a year with me in college...but my former friends are gone...I always feel like this game Anything less. People have been asking me if Tianyu is fun.... I really can't answer it. It stands to reason that as a guy appointed by NetEase's father to write derivative novels, I should praise it...but this game...has relatives and friends Having no relatives and friends is completely two games.

Chapter 478:

"cooperate?"

Hearing this word, Dalilu and the bald head froze at the same time.

But soon, Dalilu's face twisted instantly: "How can it be possible to cooperate with you polluted bastards!"

There was a cruel smile on Bazula's face, he walked to Dalilu's side in an instant, and inserted two fingers into Dalilu's arm fiercely!

In an instant, screams appeared!

"I remember..." Bazula's voice seemed to be magical: "Viruses are contagious, right?"

Dalilu screamed, his face was full of anger: "What are you doing!"

"I just want to know." Bazula said lightly, "What will happen to the generals if they are infected with the virus?"

These words made Dalilu's body tremble, as if this was more unbearable than the pain in his arm!

"Wait a minute!" The bald man next to him hurriedly shouted, "What are you guys going to cooperate with?"

"That's right~" Bazula pulled out his finger and flicked the blood on his finger: "I know a lot of things you want to know, such as the funeral home, the mercenaries of the funeral home, for example, who can I know even the Undertaker's plans to destroy your Ultimate Roaring individual armies."

"What!" At this moment, the bald man stood up without even caring about the fear: "Is what you said true?"

"You should have arrested more than a hundred asylum seekers just now, right?" Bazula looked at the bald head, and said lightly, "The funeral home's next plan is to go to them, and I even know the specific content of the plan. "

The bald head hurriedly asked, "What is it!"

Bazula tilted her head: "Do you think I will tell you now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Find someone with a higher rank to talk to me." Bazula gave the bald head a disdainful look: "Your rank...is not enough."

"You!" The bald head wanted to make a move now.

"It's impossible." Dalilu leaned his back against the wall and looked at Bazula with disdain on his face: "Who do you think you are? A bunch of polluted garbage deserves to talk to those people? Funeral houses are real Japanese It’s just a small terrorist organization, they are like a house of mice, have you ever seen a house full of viruses in order to kill mice?”

"Boy." Bazula tilted his head and looked at Dalilu: "You are really not afraid of death, are you? Oh yes, you may really not be afraid of death, but what about here?"

As he said that, a transparent bottle appeared in Bazula's hand, inside was a piece of green liquid that shone with fluorescence.

Dalilu's expression changed: "What... is this!"

"The extracted virus." As a liar, Bazula is naturally good at talking nonsense: "Although we hide in some backward places, we have never stopped researching on ourselves and viruses. This thing It's an experimental drug, it may allow you to acquire some inhuman abilities like us, and it may also fail. The success rate is about one in a thousand, how about it? Is it very high?"

After saying this, Bazzula raised his hand, and Dalilu was sucked into his palm and grabbed his neck as if he was being controlled: "Come and try."

Dalilu supported Bazzula's black arm and kicked his legs frantically to break free, but Dax's arm was like steel, and his palms were like pincers, holding him tightly.

"No...don't." Looking at the approaching liquid, Dalilu, who had always been proud, was finally afraid: "Please...don't."

Bazula sneered, he threw Dalilu into the hands of his team members with a wave of his hand, and said: "Let you go for a while, but you also reminded me of something, it seems that if it is just a funeral home, it really can't show us sincerity, then..."

Bazula threw a communicator to the bald head, and said at the same time: "Tell you people above, I still know about the genome, and I also know what the funeral home intends to do with the apocalypse virus. I believe they will be interested. of."

As he said that, Bazula walked out: "Well, I'll take this kid back first, as a hostage. This should make you more efficient."

"Wait~" Before the bald man finished speaking, Bazula's figure had disappeared.

"Bastard!" The bald head kicked the table next to him hard, and at this moment, a group of soldiers rushed in: "Sir! Sir!"

Seeing this group of soldiers, the bald head was even more angry: "Are you the policemen in the movie!! You only come here after the work is over here!"

A group of soldiers looked at the messy command room, lowered their heads and no one dared to refute.