Chapter 90 Dawn of the Sea Level

Chapter 90 Dawn of the Sea Level

"Feng Ling...Feng Ling!"

“Wake up…!”

In a daze, Fengling seemed to feel someone holding her shoulders and calling her name softly.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Bruce's slightly handsome and a little bit reserved face.

But the face is huge.

"what!"

Feng Ling, who had not yet fully woken up, was startled and subconsciously raised her hand to slap Bruce.

Snapped--!

A bright red slap mark immediately appeared on Bruce's cheek.

"Ah... sorry!"

Feng Ling realized that she had hit the wrong person and quickly withdrew her hand, looking at Bruce with an apologetic look on her face.

"Why did you come to rescue me? Your first priority should be to disarm the missile!"

Feng Ling said with some anger.

It seemed like he was trying to change the subject, but he also seemed to be really blaming Bruce for not fulfilling his responsibilities.

"Missile launch sequence has been deactivated..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a notice came over the radio that the missile launch procedure had been cancelled.

"Kevin and the others have gone to the control room. I'll stay here to look after you and try to wake you up..."

Bruce rubbed his cheek which was hurt by the beating with a wronged look on his face and explained.

"Besides...'Winter Melon' will never abandon a woman."

Feng Ling's heart suddenly warmed at these words, but she still refuted relentlessly:

"Who needs your help... I'm not a weak woman, okay?"

Although he said this, there was a barely perceptible tenderness in his eyes.

Boom—boom—boom—

There was a dull sound of footsteps coming from the steps nearby.

They both looked back at the same time.

But Zhui Zhui slowly walked to Morpheus's body, grabbed his head with his right hand and lifted it up.

The railgun melted a hole as big as a basin in Morpheus' chest, and even his blood was evaporated by the high temperature.

There was not a drop of blood from the wound.

A thin layer of skin and flesh on both sides connects the upper and lower halves of the body, and it looks like it will break at any time.

Zhui Zhui pressed Morpheus' shoulder with his left hand and exerted force with his right hand that was holding his head.

Click—click—!

Morpheus' neck was twisted 135 degrees to the right and then 225 degrees to the left.

With both hands exerting force at the same time, the pale head along with half of the spine was pulled out.

"STARS~"

It's nothing, just to prevent resurrection.

At worst, I can take it back later.

Zhui Zhui turned around and looked at Feng Ling and Bruce on the second floor, and they both swallowed at the same time.

horrible…

Kevin and others soon returned from the control room, and they returned along the same route with the railgun and Morpheus' body.

When they emerged from the facility and returned to the surface, it was already dawn.

"Feng Ling... would you consider returning to America with me?"

As they walked, Bruce suddenly asked.

"Would you consider going to China with me?"

Feng Ling replied with a coquettish look on her face.

It seemed like a test, but also like a rejection of Bruce's kind invitation.

Sure enough, Bruce fell silent immediately.

“That’s my home…”

Feng Ling continued.

"I guess you don't like 'Winter Melon'... After all, they are all idiots..."

Bruce had a bitter smile on his face, as if he was mocking himself.

While speaking, he turned his head slightly to avoid Fengling's sight.

"You know what that means?!"

Feng Ling's eyes widened in shock.

So Bruce already knew the meaning of the word "idiot"?

“It’s not like I haven’t been to your country before…”

Bruce mumbled softly, seeming to recall past experiences.

After taking out the satellite phone and contacting the CIA Operations Department, he told everyone to rest where they were and await further instructions.

Kevin also contacted Rita and learned that his own helicopter would arrive soon.

Everyone sat down on the ground and waited for support.

"How dare you play tricks on me...!"

Feng Ling bit her lip after realizing what was happening.

Having said that, a bright smile appeared on her face.

Taking advantage of Bruce's unpreparedness, Feng Ling stretched out her right hand, gently stroked Bruce's chin, and bit it.

"Oh~Shit!"

The soldiers standing by saw this and retreated tactically, booing in contempt.

And it was not known who started the applause, but others followed suit.

Suddenly the scene became extremely lively.

Zhui Zhui, carrying a railgun on his back and holding Morpheus' headless body in his hand, with his head wrapped in a sack and hung around his waist, stood at the front of the team.

In the glow of the rising sun, the tall and sci-fi figure looks particularly lonely.

But compared to the large group of lively soldiers on the side, there are also Fengling and Bruce, a pair of newly born... newborn little mandarin ducks.

It doesn’t seem so lonely.

Through Zhui Zhui's excellent eyesight, he seemed to be able to see the shapes of two destroyers looming on the sea level in the distance.

"STARS~?"

As his huge body paused slightly, Zhui Zhui made a puzzled sound.

……

TerraSave inside the Philadelphia hive.

Yang Ren's consciousness separated from Zhui Zhui and returned to his body.

Before he even opened his eyes, he could feel some pressure on his body.

His neck felt itchy, as if something tiny was rubbing against it, and there seemed to be a hand on his chest.

It seemed like there was something hitting my shoulder, warm and a little heavy.

The left arm was the hardest hit, with almost the entire arm losing sensation. Those who didn't know might have thought it was a sequelae of being electrocuted by Morpheus.

There is a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of my nose, this familiar smell...

When he opened his eyes, he saw Claire lying on his body sideways.

The three virus research gods not far away had already quieted down, but they were still happily looking through various materials on the computer.

Rita and Aisha, who were in charge of communications, also lay on the table and took a quiet nap.

From early morning to sunrise, it was almost an all-night command and communication, and Aisha and Rita were exhausted.

Jerry on the table seemed to have been awake for a long time. He held an almond in his two pink paws and nibbled it slowly.

After noticing Yang Ren's gaze, Jerry immediately turned over and pretended to be dead with his limbs facing the sky.

It twitched from time to time.

Yang Ren's ears moved slightly and his head slowly turned.

At the entrance to the North District, Shirley and Manuela had gotten up early and were now leaning against the door frame, sticking their heads up and down.

The two little ones had piggy smiles on their faces and stared at Yang Ren and Claire lying on the sofa.

"Wow…"

With the help of his powerful hearing, Yang Ren could hear the two little ones' exclamations from a long distance away.

"Hmm~"

Claire, who was sleeping in his arms, made a soft nasal sound.

Yang Ren simply closed his eyes again, hugged Claire tightly, and felt her petite, light and warm body.

It's fragrant, soft, and small, so nice to hug~

In the huge combat command room, only the buzzing sounds of some electronic equipment could be heard.

There was also the sound of two people's calm breathing.

Let this sweetness last a little longer!

……

BIOHAZARD: Dead Aim (Resident Evil: Dead Aim 4/Dead Aim 4: Heroes Never Die)

Happy End!