Conan's winery play house

Tequila, who had been severely beaten, was lying on the ground, a little numb.

He watched Aveklear, with that barely changed smile on his face, hit him more and more wounds.

The bandage that had just been put on was once again stained red with blood.

For a moment, Tequila was even a little puzzled, why did Aviklier treat his wound before.

"Why did you leave me?"

"Maybe a chain is needed to tie Uncle Tequila up..."

"This way you won't leave me..."

The boy's voice was soft and immature, but it revealed twisted paranoia for no reason.

really……

Avik Lear was just threatening him, right?

Tequila's drowsy brain thought about it in a trance.

It's not that he didn't try to resist, but after resisting, he was beaten more severely.

Every time is more ruthless.

The skull is cracked, the spine may be broken, the ribs are likely to be broken, and the limbs cannot move. Not surprisingly, the hand bones and leg bones are also broken, and the internal organs are broken...

He suspected that he would be beaten to death by Aveklear.

In the torment of pain, only the desire for life kept him awake.

If it falls into the hands of other official agencies, then Tequila can only hope that he can die as soon as possible at this moment.

Even as early as the moment it fell into the hands of the other party, they would choose to commit suicide.

However... it wasn't people from other institutions who tormented him.

Rather, it is a companion of the organization.

[Code-named members are forbidden to kill each other] This rule always made him feel that Avik Lear would not really kill him.

They are not mortal enemies.

So until now, he still wants to live.

How can I get Aveklear to stop?

Tequila thought of what he did the last time he faced this situation.

While unconscious, he heard Avik Lear say love hundreds of times, and then he subconsciously followed the other party's thoughts and said what the other party wanted to hear.

"...I love you..." When the man who was not young said these words, there was no charm at all, only the humiliation of having to bow his head.

He didn't even say that to a woman, but he had to say it to an underage brat.

After he said this, Tequila got his wish and did not continue to be beaten.

He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he heard footsteps.

As if it was intended for him to hear.

A cold object pressed against his neck.

Then snap it on firmly.

He raised his heavy eyelids that were sticky with blood, and looked to his side.

The white-haired boy squatted beside him, stepped on the ground in the blood he left, and looked at him with a smile.

Only a few fingers were exposed on the hand wearing a black half-fingered glove, and the black nails and black glove made the skin extremely white.

But such a white and slender hand held a silver chain.

The other end of the chain...

in his body.

Tequila looked down, but couldn't see what was being worn around his neck, but from the chain...

The thing around the neck is like a collar worn by pet cats and dogs.

The one with the tow chain.

How dare Avik Lear! ! ! !

How dare you wear such a chain for him! ! ! !
Tequila almost gritted his teeth, the resentment and shame in his heart made him forget the pain.

"I found this in brother Bourbon's room, he probably bought it for me..." Aitto said while holding the chain, standing beside Tequila.

Or... Tou bought it.

He knew that the other party had always wanted to change a collar for him, and had even bought it.

But these are no longer available.

So it doesn't matter if he uses it for Uncle Tequila.

Anyway, Brother Tou is dead.

He looked at Tequila, who was lying in a pool of blood with weak breath and was about to die, then looked at the blood on the ground, thought for a while and walked towards the empty space under the stairs.

The chain on his hand did not loosen, and as he walked, the Tequila on the ground was also dragged forward.

And Tequila was powerless to resist at this moment, even if the anger in his heart almost burned his whole body, it would not help.

He was dragged all the way to the underground laboratory.

Ato looked at the tools on the wall and the bathtub beside him.

He looked at the bloody Tequila again, and finally chose to pick him up and put him in the bathtub.

Then, he manipulated the control panel on the side of the bathtub a few times before turning on the shower.

What flows out of the shower is not a transparent liquid, but a light green liquid with a fresh smell.

It's just that after mixing with the blood, the liquid in the bathtub turned a pale yellow.

He stood by and watched the liquid in the bathtub almost overflowing before turning off the shower.

Tequila was soaked in soothing coolness, and his brain finally stopped issuing near-death warnings.

But there was an itchy feeling from the injured part of his body one after another that couldn't be ignored.

Itching to scratch the heart and lungs, but there is no way to stop the itching.

"The wounds on my body will heal, and the broken bones will also heal, as long as Uncle Tequila doesn't leave me..." Aito watched the other party's broken bones slowly repairing under the action of the liquid medicine.

"As long as you stay by my side and say you love me, you can do whatever you want." Smiling, she said earnestly.

Tequila looked at the boy who looked sincere, as if everything he said was true, and suddenly sneered viciously.

"Really? Then go and beat the gin, just like me."

Tequila knew that he was not very smart, but what Avikrill said was not so easy to deceive him.

You can do anything else, huh.

If you have the ability to beat gin.

You two mental patients are capable of biting dogs.

However, after listening to Tequila's words, the white-haired boy pursed his lips, as if he had encountered something that made him feel difficult.

"You can't play papa." His expression seemed to be tangled, but he didn't hesitate when he spoke.

Papa, who is the head of the family, cannot be hit.

In that case, the other party will lose their majesty.

and……

He will never do anything to papa.

He will not take action against family members other than the undercover family members who have been exposed and those who have betrayed the family.

Uncle Tequila is also an exception, because Papa said that the other party likes this, so he treated Uncle Tequila like this.

"Can't hit him? Can you hit me?!" Tequila's eyes widened angrily.

At this moment, he could only express his anger by staring.

"But... Uncle Tequila, don't you like being beaten?" Aituo tilted his head, and asked doubtfully and seriously.

"I'm just doing what you like, am I doing something wrong?" He asked as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

"Masochists like to be beaten! I don't like to be beaten! Gin is an insidious and cunning psychosis!!!" Tequila yelled angrily again.

This time, the boy frowned.

"Papa is not mentally ill, I am." He said disapprovingly.

"Who knows if it's the mental illness inherited from your father and son." Tequila sneered and mocked.

Genetic mental illness family is not without.

Maybe that's the case with Gin and Aveklear.

However, Aviclear did not continue to answer Tequila's question.

He stood there, muttering with empty eyes.

"Uncle Tequila doesn't like being beaten... Papa said Uncle Tequila likes being beaten..."

It's like a machine that crashes due to conflicts with the preset programs.

The strange appearance made Tequila take back what he wanted to say.

Fortunately, the other party recovered quickly, and the empty appearance disappeared, and turned into a smile again.

"What Papa said can't be wrong." The boy with white hair and blue eyes looked serious and full of determination, as if he trusted Gin with all his heart.

"Uncle Tequila, you must like it." He said to Tequila.

Hearing this, Tequila fell silent.

His own words are not as effective as gin's words? ! ! ! !

Something is wrong! ! !Mental illness! ! !
go away-

You mentally ill father and son stay away from me——

Tequila's anger shot straight into his heart, and finally he tilted his head and passed out.

He was stunned by the blunt anger.

Shocked, a female high school student was taught by four tutors——

Take turns to make up lessons.

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