Li Moyang had been to Black Castle before, and the impression in his memory was not so tragic. People were impaled on the city wall with wooden thorns. There were all people in rags on the outside. Most of them had been hungry all day.

There were many people like guards on the city wall drinking wine and eating meat.

"Another person went to the arena to die, alas..." Passers-by seemed to be lamenting for Li Moyang.

"Look...what are you looking at? Let's go..." Quinn pulled Li Moyang's rope and walked deeper. There was a circular venue in the center of the Black Castle. It was also a retro arena before. People pointed at it along the way.

After walking for a while, I finally entered the venue. The arena was the same as the one Li Moyang came here before, except that there were many more residual limbs and internal organs of humans and infected people. Blood was everywhere. It seemed that they had all been dried up. Now the arena is still the same.

It was empty, without any audience.

After being dragged into a room by Carlson, he threw Li Moyang down and locked the door outside. Before he left, he naturally left a message: "I wish you a good day."

Inside there were three men in the corner of what looked like a dressing room.

"It's full of people. It's probably going to start again. Someone come and save me..." A homeboy was holding his head and crying.

"Why are you crying? Just die. I won't let that guy Zhang Fengcheng have an easy time, that damn Chinese." said the man in the suit.

Turning around, I saw a man sitting on a pile of ragged clothes without saying a word. He was smoking a crumpled cigarette. He was very strong, and his vest outlined his figure in a very masculine way.

Li Moyang sat next to him, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so big.

"roll!"

Li Moyang didn't know why he lost his temper, but he walked away wisely. He looked back at Li Moyang, and no one paid any attention to him. Even though Li Moyang asked many questions, no one answered.

Time passed quickly, and the sun put away its last ray of light. Soon exciting music started playing, cheers rose from outside the room, and the lights illuminated the entire arena.

The door was opened, and there were more than a dozen guards with guns outside.

"Everyone come out, it's time for fun." Quinn also had a gun in his hand. He was afraid that this group of people would suddenly rebel. He had learned his lesson before, so he had to be careful now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, take out your food, tobacco, alcohol and daily necessities to bet on the two winners tonight, and then invite tonight's contestants to appear!" Zhang Qimei presided over the competition.

People flocked to the place. The man in the suit and the man in the vest had already won the first game last night. Now their popularity is so high. Since there are only two left in the end, the rule of gambling is that you must buy two winners.

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But none of them will win a dime.

Because this game will end with the common death of everyone.

The foggers swarmed out of the dark place, seemingly cheering for the arrival of night. In just one minute, several streets were filled with smoke. Although the area was not very large, the infected people became manic and their eyes quickly became bloodshot.

, the spores on their bodies began to beat, and they moved faster. Now they were following the hallucinogenic mist of the Mists in groups like a pack of mad dogs.

"Ah? Did you dodge the attack? The real game begins now. Without sunlight, spores will grow in dark and humid places." Madillon said with a crazy smile.

The body of Terminal 14 was expanding, and soon the skin burst and green, foul-smelling blood flowed out. Many spores took the opportunity to pour out, and some even fell to the ground. Victor looked really disgusting.

"No. 14, let him see the power of the new humans!" Madillon called Terminal No. 14 arrogantly, but it remained motionless as if it was dead.

"Impossible, there's no reason for this to happen." Madillon kicked No. 14 several times and it still didn't move.

The skin and flesh of the humanoid terminal are gradually falling off, and the shed flesh slowly flows to the white ground.

"It's all over..." Victor pointed the muzzle of his pistol at Madillon's neck.

"It's useless, the bullets are hitting me... bang bang..." Before Madillan could finish speaking, Victor fired twice, and the bullet passed through Madillan's neck.

"Uh... no... maybe..." Madillon knocked over many thickened test tubes containing viruses on the table. He couldn't believe that bullets could penetrate his body. He twitched on the table in despair,

Although he was covering his neck with both hands, blood was still splattering, and now he couldn't even breathe.

Mai Ding silently watched his father being tortured, without any expression.

"Ruth?" Victor ignored the dying person and chose to open Ruth's incubator.

"You actually know very well whether I am Ruth or not!" Crystal tears shed from the corners of Ruth's eyes, and the tears fell on Victor's arm.

"What are you talking about? You are Ruth..." In fact, Victor knew that she was just a humanoid terminal with Ruth's memory, but she did have part of Ruth's memory.

"It's in." Mai Ding smiled and inserted the syringe into Ruth's neck, and the liquid inside quickly flowed into Ruth's body.

Ruth's face twisted and she pushed Victor away.

"Hahaha, mom is just like us!" Mai Ding smiled innocently, full of the mischief of a child. He didn't seem to know what he was doing.

"No, no, Ruth!" Victor desperately shouted Ruth's name, but her consciousness was fading rapidly.

"See you..." Ruth struggled to crawl on the ground. She wanted to feel Victor's body temperature again and for the last time, but she knew it was impossible. A black tear contaminated by the virus streaked across her cheek.

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Ruth's wailing sounds continued, the bright red muscles tore her skin, the steel embedded in the skin was exposed, and almost all the bones on her body were covered with steel.

Just before Ruth's consciousness completely disappeared, Victor pulled the trigger.

Then, he shakily took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

Hello, is this Inspector Li?

Everything is done.

That's right.

Humanoid Terminal, confirmed dead.

It's just that one more person died than we planned.

"What? How many humanoid terminals are there!!?? Hello? Hello? Victor??" Li Moyang kept shouting at the other end of the phone, but there was no response. After a long while, a cry came from the receiver.

Just go with the original plan, Mignon...

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, Li Moyang still had some guesses in his heart.
Chapter completed!