"Qin Lun's Great Demon King, wuwu, Sister Hu Fei is dead..." Xiaolian hugged Qin Lun's neck with a thick nerve and sobbed in grievance.

"Sorry! When I encounter danger, Joey will appear..." Qin Lun's eyes dimmed, he patted the little beauty on the back and whispered.

"Let's go, we're leaving the team!" Seeing that Qin Lun had returned to normal, Lin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure around Joey was too great, and the string in his heart was almost broken.

In the next few floors of the corridor, this mixed team encountered several waves of zombies, but compared with the team of more than a dozen people, a small number of zombies did not cause any danger of blocking the passage. However, two more federal soldiers who were regarded as shields died, and all the prisoners were injured.

After following the team, several people learned a lot about the situation of this mixed team through intermittent conversations with the shemale Lily. It turned out that after the death row prisoners who had escaped from the cell area got some knives and weapons in the canteen and other places, they were forced to the control hall of the base by scattered zombies and met the surviving base researchers and federal soldiers.

Originally, there were more than 50 people in this team, more than 20 federal soldiers, and more than a dozen scientific researchers at the base, which was four times that of death row prisoners. Except for the very few people hiding in the corner of the base, they already included the vast majority of survivors.

At the beginning, federal soldiers were the largest group, but they had to take care of the weak base researchers, while fearing that they were infected by zombies' viruses, so they fought and shrank and gradually were separated and eroded by the corpse groups. After the number of people was small to a certain extent, they finally became the shield for the prisoners.

The death row prisoners themselves are surviving from the dead. They are fearless in fighting with zombies. They have no worries in hand-to-hand combat and do everything they can to survive. From the base control hall, bloody battles to the safe passage, although everyone is injured, only a few people died, which in turn controls the gradually decreasing federal side.

As time went by, this small team of survivors, with only twelve or three people, finally entered the exit corridor of the base from the safe stairs. The corridor was about seven meters wide and more than thirty meters long. The ground was an automatic transmission rail, but the transmission rail could no longer move now.

The iron door at the exit of the corridor is more than ten centimeters thick and is extremely heavy. Although there are pulleys underneath, it is not easy to push it away.

After the team came out of the safety stairs, zombies had noticed this place at the base on the other end of the corridor, and began to stagger and slowly approached. The ground floor hall was large in area, with almost hundreds of zombies, and they were not allowed to kill prisoners who were injured.

Only by pushing open the base subway door will they have a glimmer of hope.

After entering the exit passage, Qin Lun could no longer support him and sat down in the corner of the passage. He lost too much blood, his face turned white, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

"Big Demon King, how are you?" Xiaolian squatted in front of Qin Lun and asked worriedly.

"Don't be too far away from me!" Qin Lun glanced at the death row team that scattered in the distance, and the atmosphere was a bit weird, and said softly.

After saying that, he closed his eyes to rest and ignored Xiaolian.

At this time, the prisoners standing behind the last three federal soldiers gave each other a wink, each showing a hideous smile. They quietly raised the sharp knife in their hands and stabbed them into the waists of the three federal soldiers.

"Ah!" Three short screams sounded at the same time. The federal soldiers collapsed to the ground with hatred on their faces. The prisoners dragged one foot directly and threw it to the other end of the corridor, blocking the corpse group.

During this period of battle with zombies, the prisoners have discovered that these zombies are neither infected with viruses nor have any wisdom, leaving only the instinct to eat. As long as there is "food" in the place closest to them, they will even turn a blind eye to others in the distance.

The best way to stop them is not to fight, but to place a corpse in front of them, so that everyone else will be safe until the food is eaten.

"The three corpses seem to be less than hundreds of zombies!" A bald man with a fierce expression in the death row team showed a gloomy smile, "It would be better to have a few wastes and make some contributions to everyone."

The bald man is named Chekov. He is the leader of the Russian mafia and is also a serial murderer. His nickname is "Chameleon".

Chekov was visually tall at about two meters, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and weighed at least 240 pounds. Standing there was like a city wall. Although his muscles were not as developed as his disciple Hansen, he also had a clear outline and was not a fat man. Compared with Lily, the thinnest shemale among prisoners, it was simply the difference between a child and an adult.

Seeing that no one else responded, Chekov narrowed his eyes slightly and tore the torn prison uniform to pieces, revealing the blue-purple tattoos all over his upper body, which is also the source of his nickname "chameleon".

The Russian prisoner with a fat face looked at the others fiercely, and his eyes first fell on Lily, the smallest shemale. Looking at Chekov's fierce look, Lily made a cold war all over her body, and looked at Hansen beside her like help.

The disciple grinned, stepped forward quietly, blocked Lily behind her, and swept his cold eyes to Chekov, the two demons' eyes stalked out a fierce spark in the air.

"Hmph!" The horizontal flesh on Chekov's face twitched slightly, and he snorted coldly, and looked away.

Although there are many murderers in this team of death row prisoners, there is still a difference between murderers and murderers. This difference is mainly reflected in the degree of danger of the federal assessment of murderers, which is also the measure between each murderer.

In terms of the number of murders, in this team of death row prisoners, disciple Hansen believed that he was second, and no one dared to recognize that he was the first. After all, he was a mercenary and a scout, and he was already full of blood. This is why the Federal District 91 imprisoned him on the highest level of the cell area.

As for the other murderer of the same level on the third floor of the cell area, it is Qin Lun. "Anatomist" Joey Foster. Qin Lun's situation is different from Hansen. Although his number of murders is not many among all murderers, the risk assessment of the federal level is not inferior to that of the disciples.

The reason is that many of the other serial killers attacked were ordinary people. Since Qin Lun entered the Handan Chongshu Prison, most of the people killed were death row prisoners, and even some other famous serial killers.

The evil name of "Anatomist" Joey Foster is a taboo among death row prisoners, and it can be said to be the murderer among murderers. This is why, after the shemale Lily recognized Qin Lun's identity, she almost urinated in fear, and even her disciple Hansen was unwilling to go with Qin Lun.

Realizing that he could not attack Lily, Chekov's fierce gaze swept around again and finally focused his attention on Qin Lun and the other two.

The Russian prisoner looked at Qin Lun's gaze, showing a slight fear, but when he saw the timid petite figure beside the murderer, he finally opened his mouth, smiled cruelly, and walked around with big strides.

Qin Lun, who closed his eyes and rested, did not dare to mess with him. Lin Feng also changed into prison uniforms and did not seem to have suffered any serious injuries. However, the little beauty in nurse uniform seemed to be her best target at the moment.

Although the young nurse was huddled beside Qin Lun, Chekov, who was confident that he was seriously injured and was already dying, should not care about the life and death of a young nurse at the base.

The Russian man opened a palm-shaped fan of his hand, pinched Xiaolian's neck, and carried her in the air like a little chick.

"Ah!" Xiaolian kicked her feet in fear, but a pair of pink fists hit Chekov, as if a dragonfly shaking a tree, and had no effect on the Russian man at all.

"Haha!" Chekov licked his lips excitedly, a trace of hideousness appeared in his eyes, and his hands were slightly strengthened.

Xiaolian's beautiful face was swollen, her mouth was wide open like a dead fish, her eyes slowly turned white, and she was about to be pinched to death by Chekov.

But at this moment, Chekov suddenly saw the prisoners in the distance change slightly, and they all showed strange smiles, looking at him jokingly, as if they were watching a good show.

The Russian man felt a chill in his heart, and immediately realized something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head and looked back. The light from the corner of his eyes immediately discovered that at some point, an evil ghost-like figure was standing quietly behind him. Two bright blood in the figure's pupils, like ghost fires suddenly flashing in hell, staring at him quietly.

"You..." Chekov was shocked, and his face was twisted into a ball.

Seeing Chekov discovering himself, Qin Lun immediately showed a hideous smile and waved his right hand behind him quickly.

"Puff!" A black lightning flashed through the corridor, a black dagger shaped like a sharp scissor blade. It entered the left temple of the Russian man and came out on the right temple, poking his bald head from left to right.

Chekov's twisted expression froze on his face, and the pair of bull eyes staring at Qin Lun slowly lost their luster. His huge body fell to the ground with a "bang", stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough!" Xiaolian, who broke free from Chekov's man, lay on the ground and coughed dryly.

Lin Feng looked at Chekov's body with a pale face, and consciously supported the young nurse and shrank to the corner of the wall. He had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart about Qin Lun's sudden murderous act.

The red light in Qin Lun's eyes quietly retreated, and he wiped the dagger on Chekov with expressionless expression, sat back to the corner of the wall, closed his eyes, but his heart aroused storm.

Just now, the moment he killed Chekov, a cool breath flowed into his palm along the black dagger. The egg-shaped pattern turned from the "death list" in the palm of his right hand actually jumped slightly.

When Qin Lun was in trouble at the base, he once "sees" a simple tablet that stores information on death row prisoners, that is, his "death list", fused an orange-yellow crystal. At that time, he was just a little curious. In the process of contact with him, the "death list" was integrated into his palm.

Now, under the stimulation of this cool breath, the "death list" seemed to wake up and pulsate regularly, as if another small heart was added to Qin Lun's palm.
Chapter completed!