Chapter 3: Stairs and Death

Chapter 3: Stairs and Death

At first, everyone didn't realize that taking the stairs was a big deal, but when the mercenaries opened the door of the emergency passage and saw the dark and deep spiral staircase below, like a spiral staircase leading to hell, the faces of several ordinary people changed sharply, and Li Xiaoyi and Little Fatty were even more pale.

Matthew led the mercenaries to run ahead, and the quality of the mercenaries was self-evident. As expected by Wang Zongchao, the beautiful woman named Alice easily caught up with the well-trained mercenaries, even the two non mercenary men were not as easy as she was.

Zhang Jie has been running ahead of everyone, closely following the mercenary team, and his quality is definitely not inferior to those mercenaries. Wang Zongchao hung leisurely behind him. As for Zheng Zha, he seems to exercise regularly and can closely follow behind him. Next up are the middle-aged man and a student like teenager.

As a woman, Zhan Lan's physical strength was obviously not very good, she just followed reluctantly. Wang Zongchao noticed this and deliberately fell behind a few steps, holding the girl's armpit with one hand and helping her up.

Zhan Lan nodded gratefully at Wang Zongchao, but soon her grateful eyes turned into surprise, because she felt the unexpected strength of the one hand that lifted her, almost holding up her entire body. Although her legs seemed to be running up the stairs, they actually didn't use much force.

You should know that Wang Zongchao was not holding her. Their bodies were at least ten centimeters apart, and Wang Zongchao relied entirely on the strength of one arm to lift her up. In addition, it seems that the total amount of iron pipes held by Wang Zongchao's other hand should not be light.

In addition, Wang Zong's way of running stairs is also very unique. He slides down and keeps his feet in contact with the stairs, without lifting any step up or down, as if sticking or sucking to the surface of the stairs, with a faint sense of rooting. Although he is running stairs, it gives a smoother feeling than walking on flat ground.

However, both of them gradually fell behind.

The girl was a little worried and couldn't help but remind Wang Zongchao not to leave this Matthew; Edison is 100 meters away, but Wang Zongchao actually spoke to her, "Well, they won't be able to hear our conversation at this distance. Now please introduce me to the plot that hasn't been finished yet, mainly about the dangers they encountered

As they spoke, the chubby little man and middle-aged woman at the back had already established a certain distance from them. After turning a few more stairs, the last two had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Zhang Jie, who was more than ten meters ahead, suddenly turned around and jokingly said, "Two are out

A smile appeared on his face, appearing particularly bizarre in the dim light. His eyes, which appeared dark and eerie in the strong light, were now shining with a faint chill, causing Zheng Zha to shiver.

Looking at the puzzled expression on the other person's face, Zhang Jie coldly smiled and said, "Leaving a hundred meters is considered a failure

Wang Zongchao was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that he had stopped and stared sharply at the chubby little man and middle-aged woman who were only a dozen steps behind him. Then, he witnessed a scene that he would never forget.

Just like an invisible wall sweeping from top to bottom, the head of the middle-aged woman at the back disappeared from top to bottom, followed by her neck, chest, waist

The speed at which this invisible wall descends is not as fast as the speed at which blood splashes down, so the only remaining buttocks and legs of middle-aged women who have not yet fallen, along with the nearby ground, are sprayed with dripping blood. The air is filled with a strong sense of blood, but as this invisible wall descends. The incomplete body and glaring blood were all gone, even the bloody aura disappeared, just like a painting wiped clean by an eraser.

Just as all traces of the middle-aged woman's existence disappeared, Wang Zongchao heard an explosion in his ears, but it was more of a warning from a mysterious force than a message from the middle-aged woman.

The chubby little man, who was only slightly ahead of the middle-aged woman, noticed something was wrong. He happened to be at the bend of the stairs and glanced sideways, witnessing a bloody scene that happened less than two meters above him.

Under this strong visual stimulation, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and suddenly fell down from the top of the stairs in a somersault. As long as he hit hard, he was dead. Even if the possibility of directly falling to death is not very high, as long as the invisible wall of death moves down, he who cannot stand up temporarily after the fall will inevitably be doomed.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zongchao furrowed his brow and moved his body. Zhan Lan, who was already stunned by the scene in front of her, suddenly felt that the hand that had been holding her had disappeared. As she let out a scream, she couldn't help but fall down. In an instant, an uncontrollable thought flashed through her heart: "He abandoned me and fled for his life.

But before she could fall to the ground, Wang Zongchao's hand helped her up again and accelerated her speed, rushing down the stairs.

As soon as I stepped down, I felt like I was shrinking my ground, going straight from the top of the stairs to the bottom.

Every turning point of the stairs has more than ten steps, with a vertical span of at least three to four meters. However, Wang Zongchao arrived in one step, not jumping down. Zhan Lan could feel that his footsteps were still as smooth as walking, without any bumps or sounds, just like he was still walking one step at a time.

And the iron rod he was holding in his other hand suddenly stretched out from the little fat man's left and right armpits. Just as he let go of Zhan Lan and quickly rushed back, he had already stretched out the iron rod to support the fat man's plump body and brought him back from the brink of death. His movements were extremely smooth and effortless, without any feeling of difficulty or coercion.

In Zhan Lan's eyes that turned from shock to astonishment, Wang Zongchao took only five steps and led the two of them through the five twists of the stairs, completely throwing the invisible wall of death behind them.

Thank you... thank you... "The chubby little boy who secretly gave birth to him only regained his senses and hurriedly thanked Wang Zongchao.

I might as well save a life with just a small gesture, "Wang Zongchao said calmly, pausing for a moment before saying," But it's impossible for me to risk my life to save you, or to take care of you even when I'm in danger. You should be more careful in the future

Thank you, big brother. "The fat man smiled wryly and said," My name is Zeng Rong. I'm fat and have a bad mouth. I haven't had many friends in my whole life until now. Bored, I clicked on that box and didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying thing

Feeling that it was inappropriate to say these words in this situation, Zeng Rong chuckled and said, "Please let me run by myself. My weight of nearly 160 pounds may be too hard for you

Wang Zongchao nodded and put him down. His impression of him had improved a lot. Although this guy had poor physical fitness and was not in line with the times, he still had some backbone. He was not the kind of person who would die after being saved.

At this point, Wang Zongchao had already led them through five quick twists and turns, so he regained his original leisurely pace and followed them. He was confident that even with one person, he would never let anyone fall behind by a hundred meters. And Zhan Lan was infected by his calmness, gradually becoming less nervous. Along the way, she began to quietly describe the plot of "Resident Evil" to Wang Zongchao in the shortest possible language.

Zeng Rong followed closely behind, and during the time he was led by Wang Zongchao, he had already rested a little. Although he couldn't help but sweat profusely and gasp for breath, he still hadn't fallen behind.

Wang Zongchao and his two companions continued forward, surpassing the frail high school student Li Xiaoyi and catching up with the gradually falling white-collar youth Zheng Zha. Although this person's physique is relatively good among white-collar workers, he can still rank last compared to mercenaries and Zhang Jie. Now he is desperately climbing down several steps, regardless of whether he is wearing leather shoes, which can easily twist his feet.

Wang Zongchao looked coldly at the white-collar worker running ahead of him, and he had never had a good impression of people who did not cherish their own lives. Based on his profound understanding of the human body, it is clear that the white-collar worker running in front of him not only frequently indulges in wild desires, but also has taken methamphetamine.

The mercenaries and the male and female protagonists didn't seem to hear the sound of the explosion, and they didn't even notice that one person was missing. As the end of the stairs approached, a mercenary suddenly shouted loudly, "Sir, the Flame Queen has locked onto us. It knows where we are." Wang Zongchao smiled at this and realized that it was too late. Indeed, although their quality can be called elite, they are not even top-level figures.

The mercenaries have already descended the stairs, and Zhang Jie turned around to playfully look at the panting crowd. With a rare hint of goodwill, he whispered, "Keep going. If you can survive, you should thank God. To be honest, your luck is already good enough. This horror movie has a very low risk factor. In fact, it is also one of the few horror movies that can be solved by bullets. Keep going, as long as you can survive this horror movie, you will have a thousand reward points to improve your physical fitness

At this moment, Wang Zongchao calmly walked down the stairs with Zhan Lan. It took about eight minutes to go down the stairs just now, and he had already learned a lot of further information about this horror movie from her. The chubby little man Zeng Rong also rubbed his trembling legs down the stairs for the last time, panting heavily like a suitcase. With the help of Wang Zongchao at a critical moment, he was ultimately not eliminated due to backwardness.

Zhang Jie glanced at Zeng Rong with a hint of surprise, then looked at him with a strange expression, not sweating at all, not even taking a breath, just like the two people who had just walked, feeling surprised.

You should know that along the way, with his physical fitness, he also felt a little breathless, but Wang Zongchao was able to perform like this with someone. How strong is his endurance?

Zheng Zha and his companions did not go far when they found a row of tempered glass walls on both sides of the corridor, which were divided into independent rooms. From the equipment, they saw offices and laboratories one by one. In addition to some high-end and fashionable office supplies, there were also some strange shaped and inexplicable high-tech instruments. However, because they were filled with water, the scene in front of them looked like an underwater tunnel specially designed for observing marine life.

However, being in the blue sea water and admiring the colorful marine fish, vibrant underwater coral reefs, diverse marine plants, as well as the domineering sharks and Cancerians, is truly refreshing. The scene in front of us is truly breathtaking.

The glass walls at both ends were filled with water, and apart from books, wooden chairs, and other relatively light things, corpses were floating in the water! A body soaked in water, pale and swollen! It can be seen that they had gone through a miserable struggle before their death due to unexpected circumstances. Some of them had twisted and deformed expressions, revealing their white teeth, while others had broken bones in their hands and legs, with blood stained flesh poking out of their bodies. It seems that these people had lost their intelligence and crazily hit tempered glass with their hands and feet before drowning; Even the most disgusting corpse had a large hole on its forehead, with red and white brain matter resembling a strange flower blooming on its forehead, floating in the water, apparently the result of desperately hitting the tempered glass with its head before dying.

The quality of foreign goods is high! Even though it's just a row of office windows, the temporary guest appearance at the aquarium doesn't leak at all, and even if the people inside smash it wildly, it won't crack... "Wang Zongchao was teasing maliciously in his heart when he heard a" wow "sound. It turned out that Li Xiaoyi couldn't stand this strong visual stimulation, and the things in his stomach bag gushed out like a waterfall, starting to vomit.

Movies are always movies, even if you can enjoy watching bloody and terrifying scenes on the screen with relish, it definitely doesn't mean you can be calm and composed when facing them. Just like in clinical medicine, no matter how much textbooks and video demonstrations you watch, when you first pick up the dissecting knife and face a bloody corpse, you should still vomit and faint.

Due to these grotesque and terrifying corpses, although the glass windows have good sealing performance, under psychological effects, there seems to be a lingering smell of corpses in the air.

Mou Gang and the chubby little man Zeng Rong lowered their heads, wishing they could tuck their heads into their chests. They didn't dare to look too much and almost closed their eyes.

Although Zheng Zha's face turned pale in the face of all this, he still forced himself to watch. Even though his facial expressions twitched and his Adam's apple trembled up and down, he remained focused and persevered, even bringing his face closer.

Very good! "Wang Zongchao praised in his heart. Previously, he only thought that this person's psychological quality was acceptable, but it was not particularly outstanding. However, after observing that this person had traces of indulgence and decadence in his body, he did not have much respect for him. But at this moment, his performance was unexpected.

It's nothing to be afraid of those corpses, as long as they are normal people, they will be afraid, especially when they know they will all turn into zombies and rush towards them. But although Zheng Zha was indeed afraid, he did not avoid it. Instead, he forced himself to see and adapt, trying his best to avoid falling to the ground before seeing them pounce in the future.

Wow! So exciting! "But the next sentence beside him left Wang Zongchao stunned. He saw that the female writer named Zhan Lan was staring at those strange corpses with interest, her eyes sparkling with uncontrollable excitement. Could it be that she had triggered some writing inspiration?