[Slag Fan] [Ice Nine] [Modern Overhead] The Law of Day and Night

27

I might still be terrified of dying.

This was the only thought that popped up in Shen Qingqiu's mind at that moment.

Then he gritted his teeth lightly, stepped on the fragmented limbs all over the courtyard, and resolutely opened the next gate.

The stale smell of plasma cut through his temples, and dark red peeling marks appeared on the repainted wall.The ground was littered with bright red, messy-textured chunks of meat, and there was a juicy sound with every step.At the end of this savage, pleasing hell, the test subject who hides all his vicious expectations but never looks at him lazily leans on the stairs, smiling and opening his arms to him.

The suit of clothes he brought back casually set off the young man's snow-white neck and elbows, and if the scene wasn't right, that stunning face could easily be misleading.

What fell in Shen Qingqiu's eyes was simply frightening.

He leaned against the railing in a very leisurely and unrestrained manner, and casually rolled up the cuffs of his shirt above his elbows, but his eyes were full of coldness, coldness and hatred froze into sharp swords in the fierce collision, as if about to break Going out in the air, cutting the person in front of him into pieces.However, even so, he was still smiling, and the gentle curvature of the corners of his mouth could be faked, a little tolerant, but also a little helpless.

Shen Qingqiu turned his head away, avoiding his scourge-like gaze.He pressed his backhand on the door and took a step back slowly. The heavy alloy door clicked, which made his internal organs numb.

Luo Binghe slightly raised an eyebrow.He shifted his position, still staring at him with creepy concentration.

"Is there nothing you want to say to me?" he asked softly.

——Don’t you like to satirize me in a condescending manner?Don't you enjoy the process of torturing me and destroying me the most?You don't say a word like this... What reason do I have to find to tear you apart?

"It's so difficult for me... Teacher." He murmured to himself, his beautiful brows and eyes slightly stretched, "But I'm so happy."

Sweet, cruel, sincere yet hypocritical, from the heart.

"It's very kind of you to come back..."

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I came back to accompany you to Hell.Shen Qingqiu thought.His heart pounded against his ribs, a pain in his chest, a rush of physical fear and vengeful pleasure.

—I wish I wasn't so ugly...

With a sudden push, he rushed to the next passage in two steps. The soaring adrenaline made him dizzy with agility, and the pain in his bone marrow was temporarily left in place.

However, before he could take a few steps, the opponent's figure was like a ghost owl swooping down in the night, so fast that he couldn't see his figure clearly, those white hands that were so gloomy were like life-threatening claws. , blocked all escape routes.

In a hurry, Shen Qingqiu only had time to turn his back to prevent him from being thrown against the wall, but this decision made his butterfly bones hit Luo Binghe's chest firmly, knocking him into a mess, coughing dryly against the wall A few times.

Before he could get over his breath, the iron-like chest behind him pushed up again, and Luo Binghe grabbed his shoulders so hard that he couldn't refuse, and pressed his whole body against the wall.

"Look at all of this." Luo Binghe lightly bit the tip of his ear, with a deep smile suppressed in his throat. "I cleaned it up, didn't I? I killed them all. Remember? You said when I stopped making indecisive mistakes, then you'd praise me..."

He lowered his head, and his half-length hair scratched Shen Qingqiu's side cheek, just like countless nights without people, rehearsing and repeatedly confiding in the chaotic effects of medicine, with a kind of lingering, dependent, The innocent and cruel voice said, "So you came back to reward me, right?"

It's different now, he buried the tip of his nose in the hair on the back of Shen Qingqiu's neck and took a deep breath, I shoveled off this poisonous and withered flower by the roots, then it should belong to me now.

"Can you be called clean?" Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth and spit out every word clearly, trying to make them as sharp as knives, even if they couldn't stab anything, they would only be broken, "Bastards are bastards, they only make people nausea."

Without hesitation, Luo Binghe grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall. There was no cushion for this blow, and it could kill him without thinking about it. Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but let out a terrified scream, and suddenly raised his hand to block it.

There was a bang in his ears, his hands were caught empty, his feet staggered, he was pulled over the torn apart reinforced concrete, and then he was pushed hard and fell among a group of equipment.

There was a teeth-stinging crisp sound from the knee, Shen Qingqiu couldn't care about that, he looked up at him in extreme embarrassment.

The diffuse smoke and dust confused Luo Binghe's shadow.He stood there casually, with his hands hanging down naturally, completely opposite to his relaxed body language. His eyes were bloodshot and fierce, and his smile was like a hideous mask, cracking horrible lines on his face.

The silent glass curtain wall let out a faint scream behind him, Luo Binghe walked towards him with long legs, no matter what he did just now, his tone was still so gentle that it was creepy, as if nothing happened.

"I think you should learn a little bit," he said softly and amiably, leaning over to raise Shen Qingqiu's sharp jaw, "What words do I love to hear, and what words can keep you alive. Don't mess with it any more. Understand the situation, okay?" With his pale fingertips, he picked up the first button of Shen Qingqiu's shirt collar, and patted his cheek, which was also without a trace of blood.

Of course I know.Shen Qingqiu thought.Because there is no word that can save my life.

That being the case—he snorted provocatively, was slapped again, and was pushed down hard—then why not choose my favorite way to decide my own ending?

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So everything happened smoothly.

Luo Binghe tore his clothes to shreds, tearing open his body almost to vent his anger.Shen Qingqiu turned pale from the pain, bent his legs and wanted to curl them up, but he grabbed his ankle and stretched it, folded it up like an object, and fucked hard into the depths of the tunnel, blood burst out of the gate.

What he has is the experience accumulated by Shen Qingqiu's acquiescence, but he doesn't want to use any of them. All the women who have tasted his tenderness and consideration are already inhumane at this moment, but Shen Qingqiu hasn't enjoyed enough, so let's leave him alone.

He was enjoying Shen Qingqiu's trembling breath and convulsive muscles, his whitened fingertips and violently heaving chest, and suddenly realized that doing things that used to depend entirely on acting skills was not fun at all.At least, if the target is Shen Qingqiu who is gasping with red eyes...

—Maybe it's too good to control, maybe it will fuck him to death here.

Shen Qingqiu tirelessly wanted to curl up, as if he could escape the punishment of execution.This is of course impossible. Luo Binghe was driven mad by him, and he dared to hide for a while to ensure that he would be fucked deeper and harder. Shen Qingqiu was tortured by him for a while, and finally he was no longer stubborn, and he froze and did not dare to move. up.

Luo Binghe was indulging in the sensation of drinking poison to quench his thirst, his eyes fell on Shen Qingqiu's tightly pursed lips, which had no blood at all, seeing a ray of scarlet slightly showing on the corners of his lips, for some reason, his heart jumped, as if this little bit of blood color could not be compared day and night The excitement of carnage was too much, it was hard to tell whether it was fear or longing, and the thoughts surged up like a tide. Before he could react, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Qingqiu's clenched jaw, biting fiercely. kissed down—

—He had waited too long for this moment.Sweet, sweet, Shen Qingqiu's blood, his body covered only with thin flesh and bones, those cold eyes that would not let anyone in... Luo Binghe licked the wound on the tip of his tongue , thinking in a daze, it's been too long!

Shen Qingqiu trembled nervously, once he succumbed to the tyrannical suppression, he appeared very obedient and silent.His nails were tightly dug into the palm of his hand, and he pressed against Luo Binghe's chest almost in refusal.Luo Binghe seemed much more magnanimous to this kind of coquettish defiance, he gently kissed those small half-moon-shaped wounds—Shen Qingqiu flinched, maybe a little itchy, but he didn't let go, inexplicably attracted a little love— - Pushing away that cold and thin hand casually, leaning over to taste a little more sweetness - Shen Qingqiu's reaction is really great, if only by slightly closing the tearful eyelashes at this moment, the soft He only knows how to dodge his lips and tongue without any resistance, and his heart is so obedient that he gives and asks for whatever he wants, it is completely impossible to think of the mean and cold-blooded experimenter in front of people.

Shen Qingqiu lowered his eyes, dazed and unable to focus. Seeing him approaching again, he lost his head and hung his two long legs around his waist in a delirious state.

It's so easy to tame—Luo Binghe thought, his movements became a little gentler, and the person under his body immediately tightened his grip, convulsing lewdly—Shen Qingqiu is not afraid of death and being cheap, just like that rotten Meat is no different.

... After the absurdity tonight is over, let him close his eyes forever with this place.

Shen Qingqiu seemed to have noticed something.In the almost suffocating silence, he opened his mouth slightly, bit his lower lip again for a while, and put his arms around his neck.

Obviously so close, so intimate, so indulgent to the point of being reckless, this sentence reached Luo Binghe's ears, but it seemed as if it had been separated by thousands of layers, deciphered, understood and then encrypted by him. out a few characters.

Luo Binghe smiled, shook his hand from the air, and grabbed his hand.

"Go to hell." Shen Qingqiu said, his voice pierced the entire dark and sweet dream, everything became clear in an instant, the sound of water, breathing, the blending heartbeat, blood flow, and the creaking of wrist bones With a loud noise, he tried his best to push the potion that he had been clutching in his palm into the experimental subject's veins, "Go to hell." He read, his eyes were so bright that they were filled with the abyss of thousands of dead bones.

——In any case, on Huangquan Road, please go first!

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Luo Binghe held his hand, and slowly took it away from his neck.

"Up to now," he said with a sinister smile, slowly caressing Shen Qingqiu's arm, "do you still think this thing is useful to me?"

Shen Qingqiu also laughed: "You have to try it to know."

He never smiled.Or at least, seldom smiled so slyly but brilliantly.In the whole life full of malicious jokes of fate, calculation is a means of earning a living, and there is no arrogance in success.

The needle fell to the ground, even though Shen Qingqiu was unscrupulous enough, the completion rate of the injection was still far lower than expected.It's a pity that he has no other cards, and everything that follows can only be endured with his life.

Luo Binghe took his hand, adjusted it into a gesture of clasping fingers, and then gently folded it in the opposite direction, with a "click".

"It's so brittle." He said briskly, "It broke so easily."

Shen Qingqiu's face paled instantly.

"I've thought of this for a long time," Luo Binghe sneered and leaned over to kiss his eyes, Shen Qingqiu didn't want to flirt with him any more, gritted his teeth and turned his head away, "It's a pity that your bones are much harder than this."

He tenderly kissed the tip of Shen Qingqiu's nose dripping with cold sweat, said "don't look", and grabbed his leg socket with one hand, and fucked it unimpeded again.

——At the same time as the dull pain of lower/body numbness surged up the spinal cord, it was the maddening torture.

Half of Shen Qingqiu's body was numb from the pain, his finger bones seemed to be crushed one by one, and the bone spurs mercilessly penetrated into the nerves and muscles. Shake it all off.Luo Binghe grasped his ankle with sharp eyes and hands, and twisted it again involuntarily. The people under him couldn't hold it any longer, and screamed hoarsely in pain.

"I thought you wouldn't resist no matter what you do." Luo Binghe smiled lowly, at this moment he was not in a hurry to force him so hard, he only fucked him deeply and slowly while touching his bones joint by joint, "But come to think of it, those old things must have done/did you more than once. I haven't seen anything before, so there's nothing to make a fuss about, right?"

As soon as Shen Qingqiu opened his mouth, he violently exerted force, and immediately let out a scream.

"Teacher, bear with it a little longer." Luo Binghe bit the back of his neck and coaxed, "It's almost over."

You, your life, I have been thinking ridiculously for so many years.

Then he bit the skin on the side of Shen Qingqiu's neck and ejaculated/into his body, the last bit of warm and sweet blood flowed into his throat.

At this time, Shen Qingqiu's dissipated voice rose from his bellows-like chest, trembling the throat under his teeth.

"Is it?" he said, "but I don't think it's enough."

Luo Binghe raised his head suddenly, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of dizziness, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind.And Shen Qingqiu didn't know when he grabbed the needle tube that was knocked down before, and was using his intact hand to forcefully push the remaining liquid into his shapeless arm.

Perhaps because he noticed that Luo Binghe was still staring at him, Shen Qingqiu turned his face and showed his second smile of the night.

"Bone growth accelerator, for me." He threw away the empty needle, touched the tooth marks on his pale neck that had been torn and turned outward, "This one is for you."

The moment before Luo Binghe fell down, he heard him coughing twice, obviously he was exhausted enough.He was far less tough and in control than he appeared to be.

"Be patient a little longer." He whispered to himself, "...now is not the end."

tbc