Latent Syndrome

Chapter 260 259. Polar Evil Spirit

The gloomy windowless room was shaking faintly, and the incandescent light bulbs hanging from the wires on the ceiling made a squeaking sound as they swung.

The empty room had very few furnishings, an old single sofa with cracked leather, and a thick glass ashtray on the side table, full of crooked cigarette butts that had been sucked to the end.

“All the horrors of mankind arise from the premature beginning of destruction.”

"Because it was unplanned."

Poor sound recording equipment made the fictional characters' lines choppy and unclear.

The old picture tube TV was playing an unknown old western movie on DVD.

He was a tall man, too burly, but not bloated at all. He was wearing an old belted leather trench coat that had long lost its luster and had cracked scale-like textures. He was wearing a black fee with a wide brim. The Dora hat caused his face to be covered in shadow, and only a rough beard, unkempt long hair, and facial tattoos with unknown meanings could be seen. It was unknown whether they were some kind of language or a spell.

The room shook even more violently, and there was the sound of the wooden door being beaten by the violent storm.

Unmoved, he picked up a bottle of tequila on the ground, bit the cap open with his teeth, and drank more than half of it as his Adam's apple rolled.

At this time, there seemed to be some malfunction on the TV. He stood up and walked slowly, and the metal ornaments on the tips of his boots made a clear rattlesnake-like sound.

He patted the side of the TV, but the picture didn't improve.

The landline phone rang harshly. The tall man in leather clothes stretched out his rough hand and picked up the phone. He didn't put it to his ear, but just put it calmly on the table.

A trembling voice came from the other end.

"Excuse me, who is...the third one in the combat catalog?"

"Mr. Arnold."

Seeing that Arnold didn't reply for a long time, the SCT liaison officer's breathing became somewhat heavy.

He deeply understands that if it is his turn to appear, the priority of the matter will even be higher than the integration plan.

Including the controlled Europe, as well as the actions in Los Angeles and Liberty City, they are all part of the integration plan, and they are far more dangerous than those things.

It shows that there is an unexpected factor that is extremely uncontrollable in the world's structure.

"What's the plan?"

Arnold spoke, his tone extremely hoarse, like a living dead wandering on the edge of life and death.

"That's right, Mr. Arnold, I was instructed by the chief of the summit to contact you."

"A fourth force suddenly appeared in this world, so to speak."

"Usually characterized by having a short shaved head and wearing a uniform black uniform."

"Nuclear physics researchers are being kidnapped and large amounts of nuclear industry materials are being robbed all over the world. Marine transportation networks are also being destroyed and controlled by these people."

"The situation has reached an extremely serious level."

"It has been found out that their headquarters seems to be..."

Although it sounded quite magical, the liaison said it anyway.

"They are stationed on the Antarctic continent. Sir, please come and settle this matter."

The liaison officer said weakly.

Even though everything in the combat catalog is a monster, those at the forefront cannot be treated with common sense or even basic rules, let alone the third most terrifying person.

Arnold is indispensable for the development of SCT to its current scale. He ensured the stability of all madmen.

"Did you forget to tell me anything else?"

Arnold asked coldly.

"Generally...content, that's it."

"No, wait for me."

"I'll look for it."

"Yes, that's it..."

The words are not finished yet.

Arnold hung up the phone directly and went to take a picture of the TV. However, since it couldn't be repaired, there was nothing he could do. He opened the wooden door and came outside the room.

There was lightning and thunder, and the sky was dark in the endless ocean. Only the explosion of lightning could break the darkness and reveal this scene.

It was actually a house, drifting in the ocean, and underneath was a huge raft made of thick logs connected together, holding up the house and swaying in the roaring waves.

There are iron rings and thick iron chains nailed to the raft, all of which are enslaved infected people like animals, providing power for the raft.

It's just that due to the bad weather, if the weather is calm, the raft can travel much faster than a normal ship.

"Go to Antarctica."

After saying these words, Arnold returned to the room and closed the door tightly.

Because White's abilities were completely uncontrollable and had unpredictable side effects, he was originally on vacation in the Alps.

As he fell asleep, he suddenly woke up and a hypersphere appeared.

Arnold was a little confused. He saw a person in pajamas suddenly appeared in the room, suspecting that he was a killer from the Countermeasures Bureau.

He took out the revolver from the holster at his waist and pointed it at White's head.

"I'm fucked!"

White had no time to explain.

Arnold pulled the trigger without saying a word.

boom!

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In the dense forests of Southeast Asia.

The scorching sun made Di Yi feel dizzy. He had never felt so humiliated in his life. This incited him to smash it in front of him, turning him into a man without testicles.

It will be humiliated a thousand times, ten thousand times.

This extreme mental abuse completely defeated all his self-esteem, and he was in a situation where he was like a useless person, being pitied, and as incompetent as a dead dog.

It drove him completely crazy.

He must die now, otherwise, he will only live out the rest of his life as a coward.

"Are all living beings equal..."

"What a ridiculous story."

Di Wei originally planned to use the monk to escape, but his legs were removed. This situation was too cowardly, too cowardly, and millions of times worse than all the hypocritical bastards in the countermeasures bureau.

"I will never thank you."

"Just like the strong must rule the weak."

"A wise man must also fool a foolish man."

"I will continue to kill, desecrate all holy matrimony, and even persecute an innocent nun."

"Keep fooling everyone."

"Because they... will never learn."

"Can you bear this crime? The so-called Abi Hell."

Di Wei looked crazy and was already begging for death.

He suddenly felt that even if he died at the hands of Klein, he would still be a real man.

The monk just said nothing and continued walking through the dense forest.

The pursuit continued along the way, and there was still a Class A infected person chasing after him.

This monk was incredibly tough and was covered in bruises. Di Biao didn't even notice that he was almost blind due to the acid corrosion from a previous infected person. He could barely identify the big tree and ran in one direction. , the branches in the jungle twisted his legs, and the flesh and blood were so bloody that he could see the bones.

He got rid of most of his pursuers and didn't hurt anyone. He just suffered it alone.

Instead of using his strength to repair his body, he covered Di Biao with a light feather scale shield to prevent him from being obliterated during pursuit.

Di Wei really didn't know what to say.

"You crazy madman!"