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The cage was locked by Jun Gan, and Bai Zhusheng couldn't get out, so he could only look at Jun Gan eagerly.

Both he and Jungan were imprisoned here by that pervert, an enemy's enemy is a friend, and Jungan obviously has a certain affection for him at present, Bai Zhusheng didn't want Jungan to have an accident.

Otherwise, wouldn't the tip of the tail be touched in vain? !

The eyeballs under the eyelids turned slightly, and the slightly closed eyes slowly opened. They were a pair of pitch-black eyes, without any light or focus, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

With four eyes facing each other, a new emoji appeared in the rolling live broadcast room:

[Look at your face that has never seen the world! .jpg]

Panda Head looked disdainful.

Bai Zhusheng: "..."

The black and white dumpling was prostrate on the ground, with a black cloth on its forehead, and the clear pupils in the exquisite big dark circles were mixed with worries and emotions that Jun Gan couldn't understand.

Bathed in such gazes, Jun Gan, who was pretending to be in pain, actually had a subtle uneasiness of conscience.It may be that those black pupils are too clear, like the night sky washed by water, and any emotion is shining like a star.

He had been a bounty hunter for so long, and when he killed people at night, he also felt that the stars in the night were too bright, and the cold light fell on the ground, revealing that his hands were bloody and filthy.

But this time he took on the task, in addition to making money, according to a certain politician who turned black and white, he also made a contribution to the equal rights of men and women.

She Yan, the fourth son of the She family, the person who locked him in the underground laboratory is the target of this mission.She Yan has developed a prohibited drug that can increase the genetic level in a short period of time. For example, a medium-sized female injected with the drug can become a high-level female for one month.

The price is... lives.

Females are very precious, but in the black market, females are just a precious commodity.

She Yan has been buying this kind of goods, and the quality of the goods can be improved after injection. For example, a medium female can be transformed into a high-level female by injection, and She Yan can resell them at a high price.

This kind of transaction is simply a huge profit.

However, this is not a free business. The raw material for the promotion of low-level females to medium-level females is the blood of high-level males, that is, Jun Gan.He has been bled for two months.

She Yan has always been puzzled by why the success rate of making potions with his blood is higher.

The truth is that Jun Gan concealed his genetic level, and his genetic level is closer to super advanced.There is currently no super-advanced male in the Federation, so She Yan has not thought of this aspect, or thought of it, but it has not been confirmed yet.

It's just that it doesn't take so much effort to kill She Yan, but the client not only wants Jun Gan to get the real prescription, but also requires him to capture She Yan alive, and also requires him to do some small treatment for She Yan that does not endanger her life.

Complicated thoughts ran through his mind, Jun Gan closed his eyes and lay down on the ground.

After losing sight of the black and white dumpling, the soothing effect also weakened a lot, the unique busy tone of the manic period screamed in my ears, and the pain seemed to be embodied in my mind as a pendulum clock, swinging back and forth between nothingness and reality.

Jungan's genetic level is very high, so most females are ineffective in appeasing him.Before meeting this female cub, he had never been soothed, and every time a manic period came, he gritted his teeth and relied on his own willpower to get through it.

Obviously, he has experienced this kind of "suffering" method for so many years, but now he can't bear it anymore.

Because he had just experienced the feeling of being comforted.

The gentle woody fragrance, the soft touch, and the clear voice of milk, weaved into a net, wrapped up all his pain, and imprisoned him.

That web is as weak as a spider's silk, and it can be broken free with a little effort.But the soothed soul is lazily motionless, willing to be bound.

this is not good.You think about it.

It is impossible for him to find this female every time the manic period comes.If he relies on this female for reassurance to get him through manic periods, then he has a weakness.

He doesn't want to be vulnerable.

So even if he just opened his eyes and took a look at this female cub, all his pain would stop abruptly, but Jun Gan still closed his eyes stubbornly and self-harmed.

The pain gnawed at the bone like an ant, and cut his flesh like a sharp knife.Males with higher genetic levels suffer more from the manic phase.

Jun Gan has endured such pain countless times, but he has never felt as difficult as this moment, especially when the immature and hasty cry kept echoing in his ears.

The female's cry seemed to be a lure for the devil, luring him to open his eyes. As long as he opened his eyes, all the pain would be over.

When Jun Gan's self-control was about to run out, the door of the confinement room opened.

Jun Gan suddenly had a premonition—he had been waiting for two months for an opportunity, and it was coming.

"The appeasement of a high-ranking female is not effective for you." The man in the white coat frowned, his brown hair was tied into a low ponytail, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Behind the lenses were cold snake eyes, from the end of the eye to the cheekbones , with black patterns like snake scales.

She Yan's voice was bleak and cold: "It's really tricky."

【Gradually became murderous.jpg】

The panda head slowly raised the corners of its lips.

The sudden appearance of the emoji relieved Bai Zhusheng's nervousness a lot, and he huddled in the iron cage as quietly as a chicken, pretending that he didn't exist.

[It can only be disposed of, take it to the laboratory to extract it before processing...]

Bai Zhusheng heard the sound of chains rubbing against the ground, and after a while, there was the sound of the door closing.

They are gone.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Zhusheng stretched out his fluffy claws, carefully picked up a corner of the black cloth, and found that the dark confinement room was empty and cold, as if there was a ghost lurking in the corner.

The black and white dumpling with drooping ears leaned against the inner wall of the iron cage, sitting with legs crossed. The next moment, his small round ears suddenly stood up energetically.

Bai Zhusheng discovered that there was a new emoji package in Gungun's live broadcast room - it was Jun Gan!This man seems to be full of money, even if he is no longer in the same room with Bai Zhusheng, he can still post emoticons!

[Anti-sky, there are exceptions, against me, there is no life.jpg]

With a bamboo planted on his back, the pandaren looked like a majestic knight, raised his haughty chin and said in disdain.

Seeing the bamboo, Bai Zhusheng got a little hungry.Pandas eat and eat for at least ten hours a day, gnawing on the sweet young bamboo.

【Take it! .jpg]

Pandaren Jinji let out a loud shout.

[The white crane spreads its wings! .jpg]

The panda man stretched out his arms like a bloated goose. What's even more amazing is that there was a phantom of a white crane on his body.

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【Smell the chicken and dance.jpg】

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【Avalokiteshvara.jpg】

The pandaren's movements are ever-changing and grotesque, but his arrogance that is tinged with disdain never changes.

【Dog hitting stick method.jpg】

The pandaren is holding a long green stick phantom, and there is a green dog under it.

【Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.jpg】

A huge golden monster phantom emerged behind the pandaren!

A series of emoticons made Bai Zhusheng dizzy looking at them, are they fighting?

【Wrestling with pigs.jpg】

The pandaren carried another pandaren, their figures blurred into phantoms.

【Caught on the spot.jpg】

The pandaren in police hats grabbed the bald man with no expression on their faces.

The destroyed self-explosion devices were scattered all over the place, and the blood-drawing instrument had cracks, and blood flowed out from the cracks, like cheap paint.

Grabbing She Yan's neck with one hand, she pressed She Yan's face to the ground with brute force. Unable to break free, She Yan let out a roar that was not at all human. The dark animal patterns on her face twisted like a young python, turning into pieces. snake scales.

The busy tone that occupied the brain during the manic period already made Jun Gan irritated, but at this moment, the sharp cry in She Yan's mouth stimulated Jun Gan's temples to throb, making his originally bad mood even worse at this moment.

With a cold face, he pulled out the dagger inserted at the seven-inch position. The man's hand was extremely steady. Even though the pain caused by the manic period was no less than any torture, his movement of drawing the knife was still smooth and pleasing to the eye.

A cluster of blood spattered to the ends of her hair, and her cold black eyes were looming under the cover of her hair.

Like looking at the eyes of despicable ants.

What kind of cruel and violent eyes are these?The whites of the eyes were engulfed by the magnificent and cold black bit by bit, as if the evil spirits were pouring out endless killing intent, when the sharp knife was lifted, the eyes had already turned into pure black.

Facing the eyes that were so close at hand, and the trembling covered by death all over his body, She Yan suddenly thought of a possibility, a conjecture that he had doubted at the very beginning, but was firmly rejected by him:

"You are '$'——!!!"

The sharp knife broke the hamstring, and the sharp metal cut the fragile skin, causing pain, which made She Yan distort her face in disbelief: "Impossible! How could the animal shape of '$' be—" The last scream was extremely horrific, and he Was stunned by the pain.

Two snake genitals fell to the ground.

The ear-piercing busy voice in his mind was suddenly far away and near, and the screams belonging to She Yan came in very slowly. Jun Gan couldn't hear the outside voice clearly, and even found it difficult to regain his consciousness.

Hands soaked in cold sweat took out She Yan's optical brain, and used the unconscious She Yan to perform face recognition to unlock it, then sent a message to the Federation, and then tied She Yan into a ball with chains.

After doing all this, Jun Gan's legs suddenly went limp, and he half-kneeled on the ground as if drained of strength. His scarred body convulsed obviously, and blood flowed from ears, eye sockets, and corners of his mouth in an instant.

On that bloodless face, the black animal pattern writhed like a living thing, which was a trend of animalization that was about to get out of control.

The busy sound in his mind became more and more piercing, like thousands of long needles piercing into the back of his head.Jun Gan's body twitched uncontrollably again.

Damn... going to... out of control...

Two months of torture, the weakening of the manic period, coupled with this battle that overwhelmed his body, he might really not be able to survive this manic period.

No... no... Also, there is another way...

Jun Gan struggled to stand up against the wall and staggered towards the confinement room. The tinnitus in his ears was getting louder and the fishy smell in his throat was getting stronger and stronger. There were big drops of cold sweat dripping with blood. down the body.

It's obviously not a long distance, but he can't walk anymore, his legs are as heavy as lead, his body is like an ill-fitting coat, and his soul seems to be floating out.

Float to the net woven by gentle woody fragrance, soft touch and clear milk sound.

He knelt down at the door of the confinement room, half of his face was wet with the blood flowing from the end of his eyes, and the heat in his throat gushed out. Even though he clenched his teeth tightly, the blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The strength in his body was drained out with the blood, Jun Gan had never been so weak, it seemed that it was difficult to move his fingers, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of milk and milk coming from the confinement room .

A little milk voice full of vitality.

He used to think it was the lure of the devil, but at this moment, it was like the sound of heaven.

The buzzing of the tinnitus gradually faded away, and the immature and hasty cry became clearer and clearer.

The body without any strength suddenly squeezed out the last trace of strength at this moment.Jun Gan opened the door tremblingly, and crawled towards the iron cage with all his strength.

Blood flowed from the eyes, ears, and corners of the mouth, gathered together and flowed from the neck to the arms, dripping wetly on the wrists and the ground.

The whole world as far as the eye could see was dyed a blurred layer of blood red, and even the black and white dumpling in the iron cage was also dyed a little pink.

No need to look at his current appearance, Jun Gan thought—it must be like a ghost crawling out of hell, with dazzling blood dripping from his body, crawling on the ground in embarrassment.

It seems that the body is no longer his own, and it takes a lot of effort to slowly move to the iron cage, but the distance of just a few feet is like a moat.

The gray tail that fell to the ground suddenly trembled. Fortunately, the tail was covered by the body and was not exposed to the sight of the female cub opposite.

Only Jun Gan knew that the bamboo fragrance that poured in when he opened the door occupied all his thoughts.

[This damn female taste is so sweet! .jpg】

The panda head lightly sniffed at the fingertips.

[Could it be... Diabetes? ! .jpg】

Bai Zhusheng: "..."

In this dimly lit confinement room, Bai Zhusheng grasped the iron bars with her two little paws, and took a deep look at Jun Gan.

This glance was so complicated that it was impossible to interpret it, as if thousands of words had merged into a bright gaze.

Such bright eyes are like the night sky washed by water, where time freezes when the eyes touch each other.Such bright eyes, like shining stars, illuminated his bloody hands and sins.

Then a crack suddenly appeared in the heart that was like a rock in his chest.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jun Gan: Even if I, Jun Gan, die from pain, I won’t even look at the white bamboo fungus if I jump from here to die.

Jun Gan: Really fragrant