Dudean turned around and rushed to stop the other three people who fled in panic at the end of the corridor. These three people were wearing the same white coats as the previous middle-aged people. One of them also wore thin dust-proof gloves. He kicked his foot on the wall beside him. With a bang, a hole was kicked out of the wall. The fierce force made the three people afraid to move and their faces turned white.
"Which of you is a doctor?" Dudean said coldly.
The three looked at each other, unable to understand the purpose of dudean, and did not know how to answer.
Du Di'an glanced at the three men's chest work card, did not see the doctor's title, said: "where is the doctor, said the people can live, do not say death!"
"I, we are the Institute of magic, who are you?" A man in the middle dared to question dudean, but his pale face seemed to be unable to do what he wanted.
In response, dudean's punch hit his head. His skull broke and his brain burst. However, his body just shook a little, and then he fell down. The headless body leaned on the shoulder of a middle-aged man in his fifties on the left. The gushing blood splashed his coat and fell on the ground.
The left and right shivered, almost afraid to breathe. They looked at dudean in horror. The man on the right immediately responded and said, "I said, don't kill me. The doctor is on the eighth floor below. Don't kill me..."
The man on the left also woke up and said in a hurry: "the doctor is down here. It's none of our business. Don't kill me..."
Du Di'an turned around and kicked him on the waist with a sweeping kick. The body of the middle-aged man was inlaid in the broken wall. Under the huge pressure of abdominal organs, blood flowed up and seven orifices bled, and he was killed on the spot.
Dudean ignored the man on the right and ran back to hellisha. He led him to raise his foot and stomp to the ground. With a bang, the corridor split. He and hellisha fell to the seventh floor of the ground.
In the corridors and rooms on the seventh floor of the ground floor, researchers in white coats were running in panic, and four or five attendants in battle armor came from the end of the corridor. They were retrograde from the panic fleeing crowd and headed for Tudian.
Dudean ignored and grabbed a bald middle-aged man next to him. "Where's the doctor?"
"I, I don't know, I don't know..." The middle-aged man was seized by dudean and his face was full of panic.
Dudean was too lazy to talk nonsense. He swung his body and threw it at the running attendant. The floor cracked again. He and herisa fell to the eighth floor. There were two or three figures in white coats walking in the corridor. They were in a hurry, but not flustered. When they heard the sudden crack, they all looked back and saw dudean and helesha falling down Helissa.
Their faces changed and they ran forward in a hurry.
Du Di'an's figure flashed, ran after him, stopped three people, and said, "who is the doctor?" At the same time, I scanned the work cards on the chest of the three people and found that one of them didn't wear the work card, which seemed a bit of a leader's temperament.
Hearing dudean's words, the two people's faces changed slightly. They subconsciously took a look at the people in the middle, but they quickly withdrew their eyes. One of them raised his chest and said, "who are you? How dare you attack our Institute of magic? Aren't you afraid your majesty will kill you?"
"The same thing, your colleague has said it again, and now he is dead." Dudean's eyes fell on the old man who looked about sixty in the middle and said, "are you a doctor?"
The old man turned pale and said, "I'm just an assistant, not a doctor."
Dudean snorted coldly, and suddenly kicked the speaker's knee. With a thump, the man's knee suddenly broke, and his broken bones pierced the skin behind his knee. His body fell to the ground and cried out in pain.
Next to two people did not expect dudean suddenly shot, quickly raised his hand to stop, but did not dare.
"Who's the doctor?" said Duran, taking hold of the man's hair with the other hand and grabbing his arm
The man, full of pain and screaming, ignored dudean's words.
"Who's the doctor?" he repeated, with his fingers forced, his nails deep into his shoulders, clasping them in his flesh and blood
The man screamed in agony.
"Who is the doctor?" he repeated in vinegar
The man was sweating with pain. He opened his eyes in horror and looked at the calm face of dudean in front of him, as if he were looking at a demon. He said in a trembling voice, "I, I don't know, I don't know..."
Dudean's fingers ran across his chest. His sharp nails easily cut his unprotected work clothes, exposing his chest skin. His fingernails cut a bloodstain like a knife blade. His fingers scratched the edge of the bloodstain and gave birth to half of the blood skin. The sharp pain of the tear made the man scream like a pig, and his whole body twitched. The pain was almost comatose.
"Who is the doctor?" He repeated.
The old man in the middle saw such a bloody scene that his face was ugly and said, "stop it. I'm a doctor. What are you going to do?""Are you?" Dudean stopped and looked at him. Judging from his appearance and temperament, he did have some conjectures and doubts. However, he admitted this, but he may not be able to believe his words. His heart moved and said, "take me to your personnel file management office. I want to see your identity information."
The old man's face changed and he hesitated.
Seeing that he looked different, dudean squinted slightly and said to the young man whose legs were shaking with fear to the right: "if you don't want to learn from him, you can lead the way." Said, the hand already tormented half dead person to loosen.
The whole body of the young man trembled slightly. He took a look at the old man beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said to dudean, "I'll take you now. Don't hurt me." With that, make a lead position and lead the way in front of you.
"Keep up with me," said dudean, seizing the old man
The old man was ugly and did not dare to resist. He followed the youth.
The archives are on the third floor of the underground. Dudean takes helissa with one hand, and takes two people up the stairs to the third floor underground. When he meets the attendants stationed on each floor to intercept them, he is killed by him. These attendants are weaker than the eight senior boundary guards outside, and they are not his opponents at all.
With the death of the attendants, the two men who were held by dudean became more and more desperate.
Soon, on the third floor of the basement, the youth found the archives and said, "I don't know the password of this door..." Dean kicks on the metal door without a word.
"Now I know." Dudean went in. His eyes swept. He saw that there were many files on the shelves in the room. He said to the young man, "find the doctor's file and give you two minutes."
The young man turned pale and knew that there was no room for bargaining. He ran to the shelf and looked for the files. All the files were in a mess. Soon, he found a sealed file from it. He breathed a sigh of relief and handed the file to dudean. "This is the archives of Dr. Poland."
Du Di'an opened it and glanced at it. There was no portrait on it, but the body information was recorded. He was 72 years old and 167 tall. He came from the noble pomi family
He quickly finished, turned to look at the old man, his face slightly cold, and said: "you are not a doctor of Poland, where is the real doctor?"
The old man clenched his fingers and clenched his teeth. "I won't say that. You can't find Dr. Poland!"
With a flash of cold light in his eyes and a slight contraction in his dark pupil, the world in front of him immediately became clear. He could see all the heat sources running in the underground research institute. Soon, he saw that most of the people in the Institute had fled to the ground, but there were three slightly hot heat sources, surrounded by four hot figures, running to the other direction.
"Want the golden cicada to get rid of its shell!" Dudean snorted coldly, clenched the file in his hand and threw it out. The pressed paper ball hit the old man's throat, and the sound of bone breaking broke in an instant. The old man, with his mouth wide open, looked at him in horror like a suffocation, and staggered back.
Next to the youth shivering, dare not help.
Dudean leads herisa to chase out of the ground.
"Doctor, quick, quick!" The short young man looked at the panting Polish doctor behind him, anxious.
Dr. Poland ran out of breath. His face was red and his head was sweating. He said, "no, stop for a while. My feet hurt..."
The short young man was so anxious that he ran up and said, "doctor, I'll carry you. If you don't hurry up, they will catch up."
"Not so fast. I've asked Jeff to disguise me. If they want me, Jeff will replace me." Dr. Poland stopped, gasped and said, "do you know who they are? What do you want to do to attack our Institute of magic? Is it for the "black prison" experiment
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