DC Tyrant

Dean Boli closed the office door, and let out a deep breath of suppressed and scared breath from his throat.

He is afraid of death.

People are very fragile, and they have nothing when they die.

He is alive now, he has everything, fame, money, when others talk about himself, he will show a look of admiration, talk about his Nobel Prize in Biology, various contributions to biology, admiration, admiration, Makes people dizzy.

Although most of it is Jenny's research, but he is the one who enjoys the honor! that's enough.

The closing of the office door seemed to shut off a world, isolating death.

Of course this is an illusion.

Dean Boli's thin face was tight, his teeth were clenched tightly, his pupils were dilated and focused, and he was caught in a struggle of thoughts.

Until he started to walk, the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell of blood, and he saw Wendy, a middle-aged woman whose forehead was pierced by a bullet and fell to the ground with frightened eyes.

She was the one who died closest to the office.

Although the old Dean Boli hid under the desk with his head covered, he could still hear Wendy's desperate screams outside.

"No...you can't kill me, Jenny and I are good friends, and Jenny even asked me to attend her wedding...no..."

"You are doomed to die the first time you see the expression on my face."

When Bati said this, Dean Boli heard him clearly under the desk.

When Batty spoke for the first time, he was talking to Jenny. The expression and mental state of the middle-aged woman Wendy did not regard Batty as an intelligent life, but as a biological sample, similar to a frog to study.

Bady has always kept the expressions of the people around him in his pocket, and has a deep memory in his head, so how could he let anyone go.

(In Chapter 7, there are very few words to describe.)

The pores of Dean Boli's body shivered. When he saw Wendy, he couldn't help but think of Badi's indifferent face, and he shot Wendy indifferently.

His leather shoes stepped on the blood flowing on the ground, and the more he walked, the stronger the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, the more he saw his colleagues who had been on the road dying underground, and the flowing blood stained the ground. Dean Boli couldn't help being frightened.

He has dissected the human body, and he has not responded to the corpse in the past.

Now seeing familiar people lying on the ground one by one, the red and white liquid flowing from the bullet hole in the forehead, and the terrified eyes, it seemed that he saw his end, and his heart was suffocated.

Walking out of the office, there are corpses along the way. It seems that only old Dean Boli is left in this white cold steel underground research institute.

Deep, cold, as cold as a morgue.

The sound of treading shoes echoed in this silent research institute, and there was an inexplicable and strange chilly atmosphere.

It's like a deserted corridor in a horror movie.

Walking in the corridor, there was a strange atmosphere that made Dean Boli couldn't help speeding up his pace, his face was tense and sweaty.

After two forks, he came to the white room.

He didn't go in, but at the other corner, behind a metal pipe thick as an arm, he inserted his finger into it, rubbed his finger red, didn't feel the skin peeling off, and pushed out the key desperately.

The key is not kept tightly, but if you don't know it, you would never think that there will be a key hidden behind the fixed pipeline passing by.

Dean Boli's old red-haired fingers held the key tightly.

Suddenly, the sweat on his face increased, and his eyes wandered.

Dean Boli is not sure whether he can survive after handing over the key, and whether Bati is worth trusting.

He was so nervous that his lips trembled, his eyes fluttered, and he still didn't make up his mind, so he walked back subconsciously.

When he came to a fork in the road, Dean Boli's eyes fluttered even more.

The fear of death brought to him by Bati made him subconsciously want to escape, and he would die if he went back. Then from the other side, running up the stairs, can he be saved?

he does not know.

But he was so scared and wanted to run away from Bati.

Following the instinct of his body, he did not choose the passage back to the office, but another path leading to the stairs.

……………

In the office.

With his eyes closed, Bati suddenly opened his eyes. He heard from the super hearing that Dean Boli went to the white room, then walked back, and chose the passage to the stairs.

Bady stood up, picked up the pistol from the desk, and pulled it to load.

Turn around and open the office door.

Um?

Bady stopped suddenly, put the pistol back on the desk, and sat back in the chair.

…………

Dean Boli's instinctive fear drove him to escape from Bati, even if he escaped so far, it was enough to make people feel at ease.

Fear has taken over his brain, and now he only wants to escape in a panic, and he has no rational thinking at all.

Until he saw Slade's body lying at the foot of a wall.

Dean Boli couldn't help shaking with fright, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he wasn't that far away from the office.

The base of the underground research institute is not big, but it is not small. If you want to escape, it is really a short route. If you extend the stairs up a few floors, you will reach the negative floor, which is very close.

But seeing Slade's death, he came back to his senses in fright, and then slapped himself twice in cold sweat.

'Crack...'

"Are you courting death?"

Dean Boli slapped himself vigorously, furious at his own stupidity.

I can run now, an old man, can he run faster than Ba ​​Di?

Bati is in the office, and he doesn't see him coming back. If he catches up, that is the real dead end, and no one can save him.

Dean Boli slapped himself twice, and his head became flexible; he found that he could only beg Bady to give him life, begged Bady to really have feelings for Jenny, and entrusted Jenny to himself.

After all, isn't Jenny dead?

And I didn't "difficult" Batty so much in the past. With the example of Jenny surviving, I can't say that I won't die.

Didn't Barty say that too? won't kill yourself.

When Dean Boli thought about it, he realized that there was a real possibility that he would not die.

If he escaped with Bati's key, it might be the real death.

Otherwise, I can also tell Bati where the tube gene serum is, so as to increase my chances of survival.

After thinking about it, Dean Boli glanced at Slade's 'corpse', then walked back to the office.

This time, he was full of confidence that he would not end up like Slade.

I didn't feel sorry for Batty, I didn't stop Batty from basking in the sun, and I even matched Batty and Jenny.

Jenny was deliberately kept alive by Baddy, and as a role similar to Jenny's father, he was entrusted by him to take care of Jenny, how could he die?

After thinking about it, Dean Boli found that he was really like the "noble man" in Bati's life. Whether it was basking in the sun or matching two people, there was a shadow of him helping him.

What Bati said must be true, he will not die.

"boom…"