Chapter 125: Top Secret: 4050

["Hmm—come out! Come and play games!"
The dark-haired and dark-eyed man dragged a long knife, his expression frantic and insane.
"Oh dear, I really like your eyes, is it bad for me?"
The man licked the corner of his lips, and the reverse cross tattoo on his left cheek became more prominent.
Covering his mouth and keeping his breathing rate to a minimum, Bill curled up quietly in the cabinet, his eyes cold.
This lunatic! It would have been better to send him to jail if I had known it, and it would be better for him to continue to be a curse on earth!
Jingle--
There was a strange noise in the hallway outside the room.
The dark-haired young man turned his head, a smile on his pale and crazy face.
"Did you go outside?"
Bill hid in the cupboard and heard the sound of the men's footsteps leaving, so he was relieved.
The patients in this psychiatric hospital have undergone mutations of unknown origin, and even this Creeda has become extremely powerful.
Squeak--
Pushing open the door, Bill had just walked out of the cabinet and covered the lower half of his face with a pair of scarred palms.
Huh! !! !!
Bill was frightened.
"Shh! Honey, this hide-and-seek is very interesting, but now, please be quiet--"
The dark-haired young man with a sick smile on his face licked Bill's cheek obsessively.
"Here it is, I don't want to wake the monster!"
Bill's eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to shoot the mad man with a gun, but the subtle fear in his heart stopped his behavior and quieted subconsciously.
Pat
Pat
In the corridor, the man with long silver hair was stunned, wrapped in a dark mist, and walked slowly across the door of the room.
He looked up, revealing those turquoise eyes that were out of focus.
Just below the sanitarium, a human body immersed in a green solution has exactly the same face as him. 】
From "Top Secret: 4050"
Didi's alarm sounded in the medical cabin, awakening the charging medical robot on the side.
"The treatment progress is 80%. Please keep the patient quiet. The remaining treatment time: 15 minutes."
Hearing that, Toures paused by pressing his hand on the hatch, but still pressed the switch and sat up slowly.
He was already well, and he was better than ever, and didn't need these extra treatments.
Looking around, Toures's expressionless face was instantly filled with overwhelming emotions.
Brother? God! Where is his god! He lost the god?
Or is everything just a dream?
Covering his head, Tours narrowed his pupils, and his expression collapsed.
no no!
His god! That's his! his!
That's an absolute god! Is his only salvation!
Tours' long silver hair sticks wet to the side of his face, which is somewhat fragile, but the madness in his eyes makes him look a little more scary.
He trembled and stretched out his palm, which had been scarred from years of experimentation.
Looking at the black mist condensing in the palm of his palm, Toures' expression became darker and deeper.
If gods don't exist, then what is the need for this world?
"Then please take it first." Zhou Yu smiled and handed the lunch box in his hand to the bald man with one arm discounted.
The bald strong man smiled timidly, revealing the hollow in the front teeth.
"Okay, okay, boss rest assured, young people must protect the lunch box!"
Zhou Yu modestly said: "Cough, the boss doesn't have to, just call my brother."
His face twitched, and the bald brawn pulled a smile that was uglier than crying: "Good, good brother!"
There is a difference in shit!
On the one hand, the strong man with a broken leg bone wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and also showed a silly smile: "Good brother! Brother, please rest assured! We must stay well and not cause trouble!"
The bald man couldn't bear to look straight.
This fool, I am afraid that he really took this lunatic as the boss!
Zhou Yu passed the things on his hands and walked to the infirmary in front.
"Are you awake, Toures? I have a surprise for you ~"
In the infirmary, the boy with long silver hair turned his back to the door, raised his hand to the medical robot, and scared it.
Blinking his eyes, Zhou Yu looked at the scene in front of him and was silent.
Is it so exciting? Don't you even miss a medical robot?
Hearing the voice of the god, the black mist in the heart of Toures's hand disappeared instantly, and with an unbelievable ecstasy on his face, he turned his head and looked over.
The dark-haired, dark-eyed young man stood by the door of the infirmary with a strange look.
"Brother!"
Throwing into the arms of the gods, the corners of Toures' eyes were red, and his mental state gradually stabilized.
His gods are real!
All this is not a fantasy dream!
Zhou Yu looked at the skinny teenager who was hugging her tightly, and frowned slightly.
It is strange that in the face of such a stranger who suddenly rushed over, he couldn't even feel a little alert.
Raising his hand, put it on the boy in his arms and rubbed it, Zhou Yu's mouth twitched, his eyes softened.
Maybe it's because this guy is really too weak, it's so easy to rub, it's so comfortable to hold.
"Okay, kid, it's time to go! I have to find a dormitory!"
Reluctantly letting go of his hands, Toures' long eyelashes trembled, covering the continual possessiveness in his eyes.
His is real, but will the belong to him alone forever?
Those who can be roommates with the gods are really happy ... and really jealous.
As long as Toures thought that there would be three other men living in the same room with his deities and getting along day and night, he could not wait to kill all but the gods.
This world is full of filth. All people live in such a dirty environment. For them, only death is a relief.
But only the gods are different--
Looking at the back of the gods in front, the fascination in Toures' eyes was a little deeper.
He is, the only beautiful being.
Zhou Yu took the lunch box from the bald man and handed it to Toures behind him.
"Eat more, I wasn't so skinny when I was your age!"
He pinched the pale cheeks of Tours, Zhou Yu said without regret.
Although this petite look is not bad now, it would be better if you were a little fatter.
Toures hugged the lunch box in his arms excitedly, and the smile on his face was sweet and touching.
This is a gift from the god!
"Okay! Thank you, brother!"
Seeing that the turned his head, Toures immediately changed his face and looked coldly at the two strong men around Zhou Yu, his eyes were so vicious that they looked like opportunistic snakes.
These guys who want to take away the gods are all guilty of death!
Brawny duo: ...
No, why is this kid's eyes so stingy!
Soon, led by the bald and strong man, Zhou Yu and his team arrived at their destination-Ward 211.
Entering the ward, Zhou Yu looked at the only vacant bed with a foul stain and debris, and laughed.
"Haha, what a great meeting!"
The bald strong man was dragging his injured arm in tears, sitting on the dirty bed, and trembling, "No, no! Brother don't get me wrong, I just like living in this kind of bed, so this The bed is mine ... "
Before the words were finished, the bald and strong man had shed two lines of tears-those who were smelly.
Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow, pointed to another luxuriously dressed bed, and asked, "Yes, then this bed should be mine?"
Strong Man No. 2 scratched his head and retorted, "No, that's the boss--"
"That's right! It's your brother!" If he hurriedly interrupted Strong Man II, the bald strong man cried again.
"It's really your brother's reputation for a long time, so I set it up without permission, and please don't blame it! Whoo!"
The bald brawny man looked at the soft and comfortable mattress and burst into tears.
Zhou Yu smiled and frowned, apparently very satisfied with the bald head's attentive speech.
"How can you blame me? I'm very generous. Although you don't like my arrangement, you can make it."
The eyes of Toures, who stood aside looking at the bald man, became even more gloomy.
After staying in this mental hospital for a long time, he naturally could see the original intention of this big man.
He wants God to live in that dirty bed, and wants to bully God!
In fact, this is very common. New patients are always bullied by the elderly, and some people become completely crazy because of this, and then they are locked up in a closed dark room for treatment.
He's used to this kind of thing, but--
How could these things appear on his finest deities?
These dregs ...
Tures' green eyes flashed bloodthirsty deep in the eyes, and the palms of the hands were again condensed with black mist.
Zhou Yu naturally threw personal items from the bed into the trash can, and her smile was still very kind.
"Those useless things are okay when you throw them?"
The bald-headed man nodded heartache, watching the half of his arm in the trash bin, and his throat was dry: "Don't, of course, ohh!"
At this moment, the bald-headed man was crying like a child of two hundred catties, while the strong man No. 2 was still staring blankly in the corner, wondering what to do.
However, no one noticed that they were covered with a little black unknown mist.
And these mists are causing unknown changes in their souls.
Nursing Home Underground Experimental Base
In the laboratories of precision instruments, the woman with pigtails dressed in specially made sterile clothing is deliberately deducing her experiments.
[Experiment-adding reagent No. 1-failed! 】
[Experiment-adding reagent No. 2-failed! 】
...
[Experiment-adding reagent No. 15-failed! 】
Crackling--
"Oh shit!"
The woman broke a test tube because she was too anxious and broke a test tube.
The shattered hair on her forehead fell down, and her eyes grew darker.
She pressed the communicator button at the table fiercely, her voice filled with irritability.
"Keep me informed-for the next round of experiments! Increase the drug intake, I will see the test subject tonight!"
At the other end of the transmitter came the hesitant voice of the researcher: "But, Minister, the last experiment was only three days apart, and the subject is about to collapse--"
The woman with pigtails frowned and said coldly, "What I want is only the experimental results. As for the life and death of those subjects, it is your job!"
"This ... OK, minister, I'll arrange it."
Hanging the transmitter, the researcher looked at the list of subjects in his hand, hesitated, and deleted the subject 2310 that was about to collapse last time.
Use him for the next experiment-if the subject is not dead then.
The author has something to say: I thank the little angels for voting for me overlord ~
Thanks for the little angel who cast [mine]: Did you broadcast it in pure black today ~ Thank you for the little angel's mine ~ Do you love you ~
Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me.
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
small theater:
Spiritual world consciousness: (Old father's victorious smile.jpg) Speaking of it, Dad is a little curious about the top secret. How did you get kicked away by the Lord God, this guy feels very weak. (Holding the main and shaking it)
Top secret world consciousness: (I embarrassedly touched my nose) Ah, this, it ’s really embarrassing to say hahaha, because the Lord God has sprinkled a bunch of beans in front of me, and he counted the beans subconsciously When I counted, the Lord God had already taken the world away hahaha.
Spiritual world consciousness: (smile.jpg) Oh, it really fits your personality-(suddenly spilled a basket of beans) Top secret! See what it is!
Top secret world consciousness:-1, 2, 3, ... (Indulge in counting beans, unable to extricate yourself.)
Spiritual world consciousness: (take the opportunity to lock the top secret with a chain) Hell is coming! Dad helped you keep the top secret! Quickly put on Dad's blender! (Excited.jpg)
The future and nightmares: (gazing stunned.jpg) prisoner, prisoner play?
The inspiration for Counting Beans in the Small World comes from not knowing which movie has qaq. There is a demon indulging in counting beans. 2k novel reading network