Abnormality

337 has gone through hundreds of experiments, and every experiment says that it is almost non-aggressive.

Purcens grabbed 337's incomplete tentacles and lifted it out of the laboratory.

337 kept grunting in pain, but Purcens still showed no mercy.

Two tentacles extended from the body, entangled Pu Cens' fingers, and then continued upward, hooking the back of Pu Cens' hand.

Fortunately, Purcens was wearing white gloves, otherwise 337 would have been thrown out of the house by him.

"Move, move again." Pu Censi stood in the corridor, "If you want to die, keep moving."

337 let out an aggrieved cry, and stopped waving its tentacles.

Its two tentacles, somewhat like knotted rabbit ears, hung from the back of Purcens's hand.

But 337 is not as cute as a rabbit at all.

Pu Cens went downstairs, threw 337 on the coffee table, went to the bathroom, took off his white gloves, and washed his hands.

337 stroked the crippled antennae with two tentacles, and complained in a low voice about Purcens' rude atrocities.

Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, the new guy in charge is a big bad guy...

Purcens wiped his hands, went out of the bathroom, sat on the soft leather sofa, and said to 337 who kept grunting: "You can understand human language, right?"

337 glanced at Purcens, and continued to sulk in his heart, its tentacles were still hurting.

"Move your tentacles if you understand." Purcens put on the white gloves again, "If you don't understand, take you back to the laboratory and cut off these two tentacles."

337 hurriedly nodded regardless of the pain.

His eyes darkened under the gold-rimmed glasses, and he leaned forward a little, "Do you understand human language?"

337 babbled twice.

Purcens frowned and said, "Just move your antennae."

337 first tapped the tentacles, then shook the tentacles.

Pu Censi folded his hands together, supported his jaw, and guessed: "Just to understand a little bit?"

337 continued to tap the tentacles.

Tapping the back of his hand with his index finger, Purcens asked the last question: "Can you communicate with humans?"

337 did not answer.

337 was a little afraid that Purcens would send it back to the research institute.

But 337 is also afraid to stay with Purcens. If Purcens treats it like a white mouse, then it will die in the end.

Pu Cens didn't wait for an answer, and reached out to grab the teacup next to him. 337 thought he was going to grab him, so he quickly stretched out his tentacles, and accidentally touched Pu Cens' skin.

337's tentacles are cold, but Puchensi's skin is hot.

With just this light touch, Purcens frowned, pinched 337's tentacles, and planned to throw it to the ground.

337's reaction was faster than that of Pu Cens, and the tentacles wrapped around Pu Cens's wrists twice in an instant, sticking his body to the back of Pu Cens' hands.

Purcens sneered.

He really underestimated this little monster.

Forget the sensitivity of this little monster is quite good.

337 retracted its tentacles into its body to avoid being caught by Purcens. Its tentacles entangled Purcens, but it did not dare to use force for fear of hurting Purcens.

In the past, Puchensi would wash his hands for a while even if he touched these alien creatures with gloves on, but now he was actually wrapped around his wrist by a little monster with no harm.Qunqun No. 0 Yiqi 0 Qiyi [-],

Purcens has the habit of carrying a scalpel with him, for no reason other than convenience.

It was the left hand that was entangled by 337, and Puchensi held the handle of the scalpel with his right hand.

He planned to cut off those naughty tentacles of 337.

The nerve in the cranium seemed to be scratched, and Purcens heard a weak sound.

"...Please, don't hurt me again."

The voice suddenly became aggrieved.

"...I want... I can't hold on anymore."