Chapter 632 (2/2)

When the spear touched the iron door of the anatomy room, it was like hitting on a soft water layer, rippling, and the yellow sand spear disintegrated itself.

Then, countless dead crows are released, and the end is the same There was no way to reach the female corpse, even the iron door could not be broken.

Da da da

Just then.

After Han Dong's body came the sound of footsteps. ”He himself” has crawled out of the body bag. He is standing straight in the passage, ten meters apart

The male corpse's hand holds a scalpel, does not give Han Dong any reaction time, carries on the self mutilation immediately.

The scalpel cut through the wrist.Correspondingly, Han Dong's wrist is also cut open The activation and sandification of G virus could not repair the injury.

See the scalpel quickly pass through the body of the body, all back to Han Dong.

Han Dong's student clothes, even the outermost down jacket, are dyed red by the blood This ”damage transmission” is similar to the curse doll commonly used in witchcraft.

Han Dong drags his wounded body up to the motel area.

What ushered in was Cass' concern.

”Nicholas, are you all right?”

Two powerful arms directly hold Han Dong It's not an ordinary hug, but a squeeze hug to strangle Han Dong.

”It's ok...”

Han Dong responded lightly, taking the tongue as the fulcrum, armed the tongue into a sharp weapon with black sand, and directly cut off Cass' head.

Body desertification.

The head on the ground keeps a weird smile and repeats the concerned greetings without listening - are you ok? Can I help you? You don't mind?

Han Dong looks ugly. When he returns to the corridor of the motel, he kills Yu Wu and Gongsun Hao, two false teammates.

When the body and head are separated, the same words are repeated in their mouths all the time.

The worst case scenario is.

Every guest room door of the motel has become an anatomic room type iron door structure with partition windows, which can peek into the internal structure of the guest room It is no longer a room and a bathroom guest room, but an anatomy room of the same size and layout.

The female corpse is sitting on the anatomical table, waving to Han Dong.

”Get out of here...”

Han Dong didn't have a lot of ideas. He went straight across the aisle and wanted to leave the motel.

However As soon as he crossed, Han Dong couldn't step on the ground as he could see.

The body falls, as if falling into an abyss.

Bang Dang!

A sound of iron came.

Han Dong suddenly falls on the platform of understanding and dissection. Only the brain can sense it. The rest of the body seems to be dead, unable to move, unable to activate the virus, unable to cast a spell

The team-mates are around here, discussing how to do the dissection.

Their heads have been re sewn, and there is even a black line that has not been removed from their necks.

The female corpse, which should have been lying on the dissecting table, became the head of the dissection room and dissected Han Dong himself.

Helplessness, fear and despair are all expressed on Han Dong's face through the changes of pupil and the tension of facial muscles.

Just as the blade lands on the skinny surface of the body.

Han Dong, who was originally frightened, suddenly withdrew his exaggerated expression and replaced it with a kind of ”crazy smile”.

”Ha ha ha ha Ha ha

The crazy laughter echoed in the dissection room made several team-mates directly turn into mud, and the whole anatomy room was shaking slightly

Han Dong restrained his smile and said in a low voice, ”Hoo! I'm so tired. Do you have to wait until I'm dying to do it yourself? Miss Jane. ”