"I'm dood..." Mr. Xu's heart sank, "Looks like my good luck... has finally run out..."
The boost from the adrenaline rush had faded away, and Mr. Xu felt as if a massive stone was pressing on his chest. Breathing beca extrely difficult, his lungs burned with intense pain, and the muscles in his back began to spasm uncontrollably.
Blood surged upward, and every breath carried a heavy scent of blood... Mr. Xu glanced at the empty syringe still stuck in his arm and couldn't help but give a bitter smile.
This was the source of that inhuman surge of strength Wang Zheng had felt earlier. Unfortunately, that power was now gone.
"In the end, I'm just an ordinary person." This thought flashed through Mr. Xu's mind.
His legs felt heavy as if filled with lead, and the muscles throughout his body twitched in a dull ache, rendering him completely powerless...
The young guy from logistics wasn't wrong; the effects of this new drug were indeed strong, but its side effects were even stronger.
It's a lifeline in a critical mont, but if it doesn't save you, it becos a death sentence for the user.
Mr. Xu resigned himself to fate and closed his eyes.
Just then, a sharp shout ca from beside him: "Get down!!"
A dagger flew past, grazing Mr. Xu's cheek, and embedded itself in the monster face that was just half a step away from him!
Cracks spread from the dagger, radiating outward, and the entire monster face shattered along with them!
Ya Baishuang, who had left earlier, returned. With one hand gripping another dagger equipped with mysterious gear, she sprinted along the wall. Wherever the dagger passed, the monster faces on the wall were cut in half, vanishing with a wail!
Mr. Xu's eyes widened, his lips parted slightly as if to say sothing, but he eventually swallowed the words.
"Mr. Xu! You take Wang Zheng and get out of here! Leave this to !" Ya Baishuang brushed past Mr. Xu like a dragonfly skimming water, crouched low, and pulled the dagger out of the ground.
She returned to dual-wielding daggers, standing between Mr. Xu and the monstrous faces pouring in.
"...Alright."
Mr. Xu used his last bit of strength to run toward the amphibious motorcycle that Wang Zheng had started, catching the helt Wang Zheng tossed to him and putting it on, then throwing himself heavily into the sidecar.
"Open the remote gate! Go!" Mr. Xu shouted to Wang Zheng.
"A-are we not waiting for Mr. Ya?" Wang Zheng asked anxiously from the driver's seat.
"There's no ti!"
"What do you an there's no ti! If Mr. Ya holds them off a bit and then jumps onto the bike, she'll make it! She runs so fast; she'll be in ti!" Wang Zheng insisted.
The gate of the vehicle bay had begun to slowly rise, with the sound of rain and the glare of indicator lights seeping through the gap, along with the contaminated rainwater streaming in.
"Look... at her back."
Wang Zheng turned his head, and to his horror, a monster face had appeared on Ya Baishuang's back at so unknown point.
That monster face had its eyes shut tight, its expression grotesque in an indistinguishable mix of agony and nace, struggling under the fabric of the combat suit—or rather, under Ya Baishuang's skin—like a suffocating person trying to break free from a bag over their face.
Wang Zheng's eyes reddened, and his breathing turned even more rapid.
"Wha... what do we do? What should I do?" Wang Zheng asked hoarsely.
"Escape! Get as far away as possible!" Mr. Xu said with a grave voice, "She knows her situation, which is why she's staying behind to cover us. We... we can't let her sacrifice be in vain!"
"Damn those hellish monsters!!" Wang Zheng let out an anguished roar and twisted the throttle to its limit.
The amphibious motorcycle roared to life, leaving Wang Zheng's yell behind as it charged out from under the halfway-raised gate into the endless rain outside.
"Whew..." Ya Baishuang gave a sidelong glance at the receding motorcycle tail light, and exhaled slowly.
Thick blood ran down from her nasal passages, over her thin lips, down her graceful jawline, trailing along her pale neck.
Besides her back, more monster faces had appeared on her body — one even on her cheek, resembling a newborn heart or a biological bomb about to explode. She could feel the flesh beneath her skin pulsing violently as if it would burst open any mont.
The monster face expanded rapidly; due to its presence, Ya Baishuang's once delicate features were distorted, her nose bone snapped easily, her lips twisted to one side before tearing into a massive bloody gash, and her left eye popped out, held only by blood vessels and tendons, dangling by the side of her face.
Ya Baishuang knew she must look very hideous now... no, she was terrifying.
She wondered if that fool who often wrote her love letters would be too scared to speak if he saw her like this.
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