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If the mission goes well, it would be good to study these viruses to pass the time, super soldier plan or something.

Mu Feng thought about it while peeling the second banana, while on the side of Raccoon City, Kasumi Hill Shiyu, who realized that he had no effective means of killing the tracker, decisively chose to grab Jill in the ruins and run away.

"S.T.A.R.S!!!"

Seeing the sudden intervener fleeing with his target, the tracker roared angrily, as if he found the old king next door on his bed, and chased after him angrily.

Of course, the more exciting thing is actually someone behind the tracker.

"It's great, there is such an unexpected harvest, it's simply... we must take her down!"

At the basement of the Umbrella Building in Los Santos, not far from Raccoon City, a middle-aged white man in a suit and leather shoes looked at the girl in the stalker's vision and said excitedly

"Modify the target instruction of the tracker. In addition to chasing and killing the members of the stars, we must also take down that interesting experimental subject!"

"But Director Kane, will it be too late?"

The researcher responsible for modifying the target order of the tracker is

"If the tracker is allowed to perform two goals at the same time, it may cause his thinking ability to decline. If the members of those stars are allowed to run out, or if they are not wiped out before the time is up, will the higher-ups blame them?"

"I said, revise the order!"

Director Kane told the researcher to shut up and do things with cold eyes, but he also silently clenched his fist.

Doesn't he know the consequences of failing to erase Stars members? But the problem is, he's already standing on the edge of a precipice.

As the current executive of Umbrella headquarters, the second in command of the company's overall affairs when Mr. Spencer went to Europe for recuperation, he, Magill Kane, has no way out.

Speaking of which, the Raccoon City has fallen to the point where it is now, and he may have to bear the biggest share of the blame.

William and Wesker, who are his competitors and direct descendants of Mr. Spencer, can be regarded as his considerable competitors. He has always been in charge of the business department, and these two guys have always been in charge of matters related to the Arklay Institute. inner.

But who knew that these two idiots blew themselves up, disobeyed Mr. Spencer's order, did things badly, and finally destroyed the Acre Institute.

The most important thing is that that idiot Wesker himself died in the research institute, and William was also killed by Mr. Spencer because he wanted to be a boy.

Kane took over the power logically, quickly began to eliminate dissidents, and when he knew that the T virus might spread in Raccoon City, he ordered it to be ignored, and even deliberately asked the police chief of Raccoon City to put away all the heavy police weapons.

He just wanted to make things big, to gain more voice for himself and the company's board of directors.

The result is...he is playing off.

Who knows why the T-Virus spread so rapidly, it was as if someone knew about his behavior and fueled the flames. The sudden outbreak paralyzed Raccoon City. By the time Kane reacted, it was already too late.

Kane knows exactly what he has done. He has done what he wants, he has acted alone, he has intrigues, and most importantly, he has failed.

Mr. Spencer would never forgive a loser who betrayed him, and Kane felt sweaty palms thinking about what would happen to those guys.

So he immediately chose to release the tracker, an 'experimental weapon' carefully crafted by Umbrella's Paris branch.

If all the members of Stars cannot be silenced, then Kane will have to kill himself without Mr. Spencer.

But this is not enough, far from enough!

Kane is very clear about how cold-blooded Spencer is. Whether he is intentional or not, he has in fact constituted a challenge to Spencer's authority and led to serious consequences today.

It is of no value to Spencer to make up for it after a dead sheep. Kane must come up with a bargaining chip that can be exchanged for his own life...

Kane is determined to win that suspected biochemical weapon from another company!

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Xiazhiqiu Shiyu grabbed Jill and ran all the way to a remote square, and there were already a lot of zombies wandering around here.

The incubation period of the T virus on corpses has arrived, and now is the time for the zombies to start to expand their numbers on a large scale.

"Take it...you can use it yourself."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu put Jill down, and silently took out a hemostatic spray, bandages, and a pair of painkillers that he picked up on the road just now.

Jill took these things, first bandaged her wounded leg to stop the bleeding, then raised her head and swallowed a few painkillers, her face looked a little better.

"Who the hell are you? What's your relationship with Umbrella?"

Jill questioned, her eyes lingering on the equipment on Kasumigaoka Shiyu and the place where she just stretched out the 'accessory limb'.

Although he is sensible and looks friendly, Jill always feels that this guy has a kind of aura that makes his hair stand on end, which belongs to those biochemical weapons.

"Why should I explain it to you? Dismissed police officer."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu glanced at Jill, and she didn't like this woman who questioned herself when she came up.

Jill was silent for a moment, looked up and said

"Sorry for being impatient, but this city has become a hell on earth now and Umbrella has turned it into a living hell. What did you come to this city for?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu is not from Raccoon City at first glance, but an obvious Asian, and in terms of accent, he is probably a neon person.

Besides, the black slim-fitting battle suit she wore that highlighted her good figure, although it always gave people a feeling that it was more interesting than practical, but the technological content in it was obvious.

No matter how you look at it, this is not something that individuals can own.

"...I just came to get something."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was silent for a moment, and said lightly

"Do you know where the shortcut to the sewer is?"

"The sewer...could it be Umbrella's secret laboratory?" Jill was stunned for a moment, and immediately figured it out

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked noncommittal. Mu Feng did keep her mission confidential, but it was just that she did not reveal her identity and the company behind it.

In addition, even if she is tied to a speaker and yells that I am coming to get the virus information every time she passes by, Mu Feng has no objection.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu knew that that man probably didn't care whether he could bring back the virus data or not. In other words, he would be very happy if she could bring it back, but he didn't care if she couldn't.

"You should be able to get out of the city soon from here. Take a motorcycle and take the road, it's safer than here."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't want to say anything more, and saving Jill was just a way.

She doesn't seem to care much either, as if she doesn't care about her freedom or anything...

Yes, she really doesn't care.

As a girl hiding her sentimental literary girlish nature. She can't escape thinking too much about it, and obviously becoming a ghoul has dealt a huge blow to her.

She didn't want to go back to see her family, or she was afraid to see the people she was close to appear in front of her, but her thought was how scary it would be to eat them.

"Bring me one, I must reveal Umbrella's dirty secret too!"

Jill got up without hesitation, acting like she wasn't hurt at all.

"I've seen this group of bastard labs. If the secrets in Raccoon City can't be made public, there will be a second Raccoon City soon!"

"Take her with you." Mu Feng looked at the screen, and said with a happy smile to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu at the other end

"She's pretty good, and I think it's going to be fun...By the way, the other team is much more efficient than you, so you'd better get together before them."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was silent for a moment, then turned and left here, and Jill immediately followed.

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ps: ask for tickets every day! ! !

Chapter 270 18. The Los Santos trio make trouble in Raccoon City

"Oh shit! This is just like my jerk son Jimmy's broken game..."

"Come on man, cheer up, we can go back after finishing this ticket!"

"Fack you! Fuck you damned scum! I'm going to stab your ASS with a gun barrel!!!!"

In the police station in Raccoon City, reserve police officer Leon Scott Kennedy, who was about to take office, or was involved in a special time on the way, held his forehead, and looked at the three guys in front of him with a look that couldn't bear to look straight.

A middle-aged fat white guy, a black street guy, and a bald drug dealer who looked crazy.

This configuration...doesn't look like a configuration to save the world.

Today is Lyon's first day in office, but due to various reasons, he was lucky and unfortunately late.

So he can be regarded as escaped.

These three guys don't look like 'normal people' at all

What happened to Leon is very simple. To put it bluntly, when he took office in Raccoon City, he entered a convenience store on the way and met a little beauty named Claire who came to find his brother. Of course, all of this is not the point.

The point is, they encountered a 'zombie'

It's the kind of zombies in George Romero's movies. They move slowly, bite everyone, have hideous faces, and gather in groups.

At first, Leon thought that the convenience store owner was just sick. He was separated from Claire because of a car accident, and then he met these three guys.

Leon swears that he really just wanted to bring these three 'survivors' with good intentions at the beginning, but in the end, these guys are not so much survivors as they are a group of incomprehensible hippies...

bump!

With a shotgun shot, Old Cui accurately blasted the head of a police zombie in front of him, then angrily stepped on the police uniform with the word Hippie written on his chest and roared

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Fuck you hippies!"

"What's wrong with him?" Leon pointed at Trevor, who was berserk, looking frightened

"Don't worry, he's mentally ill." Mike rolled his eyes and warned

"Officer, I give you a piece of advice, don't call him a hippie in front of Old Cui, don't call him a Canadian, and most importantly, don't make fun of his mother."

"Just don't say shit about Falk." Franklin interjected.

"Don't say that to anyone in front of Old Cui, or he might come up and stomp your head off."

"So... what are you guys doing in Raccoon City?"

Leon rolled his eyes and finally asked his most curious question

Three... characters from Los Santos, come to a small city on the border of San Ana to fight zombies?

"Before you ask someone else's story, officer, you'd better tell your own story first. Also, you don't seem to have told us your name yet."

Mike looked into Leon's eyes and said a little warily

"Honestly I don't like any of them, but in this damn dump, it's kind enough to have someone who doesn't hesitate to jump on me and bite me."

"Well, my name is Leon, Leon Kennedy, and I was transferred to work here in Raccoon City. But I arrived a day late, and I was delayed in the hotel for a while..."

"For what?" Franklin cut off a zombie's forehead with a pistol, and interjected.

Leon's expression froze for a moment, and he said in a relatively low voice.

"My girlfriend dumped me...so I got drunk and stayed up late."

"Ha! Did you just hide in bed and cry for a long time because you were dumped by a woman?"

Old Cui, whose boots were covered in muddy meat, walked over and looked at Leon with a look that was not provocative, but you felt that he needed to be beaten.

"I didn't cry!" Leon retorted angrily with a flushed face, he was really drunk, really drunk!

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel at this time. Officer Lyon, you should feel lucky. If you didn't oversleep for twelve hours, you would probably have been shot in the head by us now."

Mike came out to smooth things over, and Leon didn't intend to argue with Lao Cui, a mentally ill person. He just sighed softly when he looked at the corpses of those colleagues who had received boxed lunches that he had never met.

Mike was right, if he hadn't been dumped, he might really be one more among the pile of corpses lying on the ground.

"What about you? Why are you here?"

"Blame this son of a bitch Canadian hippie." Mike rolled his eyes and glanced at Trevor angrily.

"He blew up an underground laboratory near his home, and made the two of us work for people with him, and now we are forced to come to such a ghostly place!"

"Shut up Mike! You owe me this!"

After a few minutes of silence, the two guys started arguing again. Franklin sighed. Sometimes he really felt that he was really tired to be inserted between these two guys.

"So...you were entrusted here?" Leon's eyes became sharp all of a sudden.

These three guys are clearly prepared, look at their full set of equipment and weapons, no one in this world will take an M16A4 assault rifle when they take a walk, and their body armor and other equipment—— Lyon can guarantee that it is definitely a product of the military.

"Don't ask too much, kid. We are grasshoppers on the same line now. You want to find out the truth, and we want to accomplish our goal. There will be no conflict."

Mike said seriously in a warning tone

"This shit has nothing to do with us, and we don't want to cause any trouble, so listen up. Since you forget the faces of thousands of people every day, you can also forget the faces of the three of us!"

Speaking of which, they are now in this ghost place, which is considered to be won by Mike.