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Chapter 134: "The Drug Addict"

At the same time, Wesker saw the black water gushing out from under Zhao Dahai's feet.

Almost at the same time.

Wesker reacted.

He pulled a pistol out of his pocket.

"gun?"

"To actually get your hands on something like this? That's unbelievable."

Zhang Ze's sinister voice rang out, this time with unparalleled clarity reaching everyone's ears. The researchers present were immediately stunned, and some even tried to open the door and escape.

The door handle wouldn't turn, and the door was welded shut, completely immovable.

The space here is enclosed.

"Volunteer number three, you definitely have a problem."

"You haven't shown any abnormalities...you've already taken the medicine in reverse."

Wesker realized the seriousness of the problem.

He had heard that similar ghost story groups existed in Hanjiang City, just like in Hanhai City and Xinhai City. These groups studied doors and the beings behind them, and possessed unimaginable power.

Wesker has specific methods for dealing with this type of person.

"Bang!!"

Gunshots rang out.

The bullet pierced Zhang Ze's forehead precisely, leaving a bloody hole in the center of his temple. Zhang Ze fell straight down, while Wesker expressionlessly put away his pistol.

"You have countless connections with the world behind the door, and you may have even pushed the door open yourself, but so what?"

"You are still made of flesh and blood, and you cannot withstand modern firearms. A single accelerated bullet can easily take your life."

Wesker was very confident in the gun's power.

After all, people in the dark are often adept at using the rules of the night to solve problems.

But one thing was overlooked.

My lord, times have changed.

When Zhao Dahai saw Zhang Ze's shot-snapped body, his mind went completely blank; he simply shut down.

Is Zhang Ze dead?

Zhang Ze stood up for him once again.

But he died at Wesker's hands?

The scene of Zhang Ze saving his life on the Hanjiang Bridge flashed through Zhao Dahai's mind, and his eyes immediately reddened. Only one thought remained in his mind.

revenge!

revenge!

Kill Wesker!

Emotions reached their peak instantly.

"court death?"

Wesker saw that Zhao Dahai still dared to resist.

They even tried to take his gun from him.

With a cold snort, he gave Zhao Dahai no time to react and fired another shot at Zhao Dahai's forehead.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered on the spot.

……

……

"No, I'm just putting on an act, why are you risking your life?"

Zhang Ze launched himself into the air in an instant.

Wesker froze, not expecting Zhang Ze, who had been shot in the forehead and was practically dead, to suddenly stand up as if nothing had happened.

Before he could react...

A crow the size of a washbasin screeched and grabbed his head, its claws leaving several bloody wounds, and even shattered his sunglasses on the ground.

Wesker grabbed the crow and pulled hard.

The crows were squeezed and burst, turning into a puddle of black water.

"Seven minutes, I'll play with you for a maximum of seven minutes."

Wesker is serious.

But Zhang Ze was clearly not in the mood to play with him.

Wesker was just about to unleash his superhuman speed and strength when, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ze appeared in front of him, looking at him with disdain.

"It's just a fake."

"I thought there really was an Ouroboros virus, but it turns out it's just a lackey of the monster behind the door."

Wesker still wanted to move.

His arms suddenly felt cold.

Both of Zhang Ze's arms were dislocated.

Wesker was stunned; the script wasn't quite what he had imagined.

Impossible... Absolutely impossible!

Who in Hanhai City can beat him?

Anger overcame reason.

"Die!!"

Veins bulged on Wesker's forehead, and despite having no arms, he still kicked Zhang Ze hard in the face.

A normal person who takes this kick will either die or be maimed.

Enough to kick an elephant to death.

Zhang Ze didn't even bother to dodge; with a casual flick of his wrist, he severed Wesker's two legs.

But Zhang Ze did not kill him. Instead, he opened his eyes, revealing two different ghostly eyes. One was bloodshot and terrifying, while the other was pale and boundless, like a woman's eye.

Wesker's pupils reflected the images of Sadako and Akemi.

Memory retrieval.

Zhang Ze wanted to know where this imposter came from.

Just like he did with the Sanjiu Silver Fish, Zhang Ze accessed Wesker's memories.

half an hour.

Zhang Ze's expression was complicated as he casually crushed Wesker's head.

A short, dwarf-like, goblin-like black shadow emerged from Wesker's headless corpse, trying to escape, but the entire laboratory had been sealed off by Zhang Ze, leaving it nowhere to run.

"Help!!"

"Monster!!"

The researcher screamed.

Seeing this, the monster jumped onto the researcher's head, intending to tear open his scalp and crawl inside, but before it could make a move, it was caught by a crow on the ceiling and swallowed whole.

Zhang Ze has figured out what's going on with Wesker.

"There are too many monsters behind these doors. Wang Shenglong, Wang Haiming, Sanjiu Yinyu, Wesker, they have all been parasitized by these monsters."

"Even this lab in the trench is finding hosts for more monsters behind the doors."

"Could it be that a door was left open, and the person who pushed it open died?"

Zhang Ze didn't think this way for no reason.

He read Wesker's memories and discovered that Wesker was not the real Wesker at all; the memories had simply been implanted, just as Zhang Ze could implant memories in others, using abilities similar to those of Akemi and Sadako.

After a long period of erosion, Wesker had completely forgotten everything about his past as a living person, leaving only the implanted memories, becoming the puppet of that short, black monster.

If there is even the slightest hope of saving them.

Zhang Ze wouldn't just crush him.

In Wesker's memory, Zhang Ze couldn't find anything older or of value, as if someone had long anticipated this day and taken precautions in advance.

Zhang Ze could only see Wesker's recent memories.

In recent times, aside from constantly persuading people to participate in drug trials and killing those who failed, Wesker has only had contact with one person.

It was this person who would deliver a few vials of medicine every now and then.

In Wesker's memory, the man wore a tattered robe, his face was always buried in shadow, and most strangely, he was always hunched over, twitching from time to time, like a drug addict who had become addicted to meth.

Wesker called him...

"William?"

"Why is he a foreigner?"

"Forget it, it's none of my business. At least this damn place can never be used to scam people again."

Zhang Ze has made his decision.

All researchers on site must undergo memory erasure and memory modification, even if it takes a lot of time, it is all worthwhile.

The only problem is, what will happen to Zhao Dahai?

Looking at Zhao Dahai's still-warm body.

Zhang Ze was completely dumbfounded.

He was just pretending to be shot to tease Wesker, but he didn't expect Zhao Dahai to be so impulsive. He went straight for Zhang Ze to avenge him, but was shot dead in one shot.

Zhang Ze wasn't afraid of bullets, but Zhao Dahai was.

They tried to inject some black water into Zhao Dahai's body, but unfortunately, black water is not holy water and cannot bring him back to life. Zhang Ze also couldn't draw a brain for Zhao Dahai.

"Ugh, what bad luck."

"How could you be so stupid?"

This guy may be a bit dim-witted, but at least he's not a bad person at heart.

Give him a proper burial.

Just as Zhang Ze was holding Zhao Dahai back and preparing to throw him into the black water and sink him into the blood lake of the crow's nest.

Zhao Dahai suddenly opened his eyes.