The White rat was as delicious as butter, and its flesh and blood flew everywhere. Number three was like a dying worm, rolling on the ground.
The laboratory was stained with a large amount of blood. The scene of the mutant creature eating savagely made No. 7 and song qingxiao's hair stand on end. They could not bear to look at it.
A large number of white mice had caught up, but they were attracted by the smell of blood and surrounded number three.
What followed closely behind was the dark sea water that could be vaguely seen rising in the distance.
With the explosion of the tunnel, a large amount of seawater would pour in, and the place would soon be filled up.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
No. 7 couldn't help but shout. He pressed the elevator with a little force, almost breaking the button to close the elevator door.
