Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 152 The Father of the End Times 3
"Who are you?" Wen Chun looked at Tang Song and said expressionlessly.

A pair of golden eyes stared at him without warmth, feeling extremely oppressive.

Even though the size of this experimental subject is only about the size of a five or six-year-old child, it is obviously only a child, but it gives people a great oppressive force...

Tang Song also felt the same way. He was shocked by Wen Chun's look. He secretly calmed down and said, "I am your father."

This is said very calmly, as if it is true...

"Father?" Wen Chun remained expressionless, but his tone carried some doubts.

"Yes..." Tang Song nodded, and then slowly approached Wen Chun.

"I am your father."

"Father, what is this?" Wen Chun continued to speak, his eyes still indifferent.

"I'm your closest person..." Tang Song approached Wen Chun while talking.

Wen Chun tilted his head, and then the energy of the body began to riot consciously, forming a spherical energy field, which hindered and resisted everything, and at the same time prevented Tang Song from moving forward.

Tang Song was blocked by the energy field, and the powerful energy even pushed Tang Song back a step.

When Tang Song stabilized his body, he saw that the hem of his white coat had been damaged by the powerful energy, and his eyes froze.

Unexpectedly, it can be so powerful...

When Tang Song was shocked, a slightly childish voice came indifferently.

"The closest person?" Wen Chun said indifferently with a blank face, "Are you so weak..."

Tang Song: ...

He just felt an arrow in his heart, is he despised and weak...

This is really a very subtle feeling...

But how can he gain the other party's trust now.

Obviously he had a good impression of him in the setting when he was making it...

So why is this happening now...

Wen Chun didn't care what the other party was thinking, and then continued: "If this is the so-called closest person, then forget it."

"Scum."

The last two words that Wen Chun said were a blow to Tang and Song's heart.

The effect is outstanding!

Tang Song felt like he had been hit by another arrow in the chest. He silently swallowed the old blood in his throat, and for a moment he didn't know how to express himself.

He didn't think this would happen when he made it...

I didn't expect that the experimental subject without emotion would have such a bad personality...

Why does the experimental subject's poisonous tongue seem to be stronger than the opponent's ability!

"Boring." Wen Chun still had a ruthless face, and said this with an old-fashioned and old-fashioned face, but there was an inexplicable contrast.

Wen Chun restrained the energy field around him, and then stretched out his hand towards Tang Song.

Then he looked at the confused Tang Song and said with an impatient tone, "What are you doing stupidly? Hug me. You idiot."

Tang Song was stunned: what?idiot?Who are you talking about...

"Pfft..."

Can't help laughing one after another, all the researchers who came together.

Tang Song scanned the surrounding viciously, and then stepped forward resignedly.

"Hold me." Wen Chun spoke again, looking up at Tang Song in front of him.

Tang Song looked down at this little loli standing on the ground, with golden eyes and silver hair, delicate face, but expressionless.

At this time, the silver-haired little loli stretched out her arms towards him expressionlessly and wanted to hug her...

This picture is really...

It's really inexplicable love~
Tang Song's heart is inexplicably rippling~
Such a cute bun face~
I really want to pinch~
Tang Song felt that his fingers were about to move, and he really wanted to pinch...

"Idiot, what are you still doing?"

This sound completely awakened the young heart of Tang Song who was about to move: This brat's mouth is still so poisonous...

Then a group of melon-eating researchers at the door burst into suppressed laughter...

Tang Song wailed in his heart, his long-standing majesty...

it's over...

After a secret sigh, he bent down resignedly, and wrapped his white coat carefully around the little Lolita before hugging her up.

The movements were a bit clumsy, but they were still picked up carefully.

The body of the child in his arms was soft and warm, and the temperature that penetrated his body through the clothes seemed to reach his heart, making his heart inexplicably feel appropriate, really cute like a little angel.

Of course, it would be even better if there was a cute little one in her arms...

Tang Song was thinking secretly...

Then he endured the warm and poisonous tongue in his arms...

"Idiot, you didn't prepare my clothes."

"How could I have a stupid father like you!"

"Idiot, why don't you leave!"

"I'm hungry, idiot!"

Tang Song was yelled at by Wen Chun one after another, from the anger at the beginning to the calmness later, so that he felt awkward if he didn't hear Wen Chun's yelling...

Both Tang and Song Dynasties inexplicably began to wonder if they were sick...

Does he count as M...

After Wen Chun came out of the glass container, he settled down completely in this institute.

However, unlike the original owner who cooperated extremely with Tang and Song research, Wen Chun did not cooperate with Tang and Song at all.

Yes, all of them do not cooperate.

In a hurry, it will destroy the whole room.

Of course, you need to give a sweet date for a slap...

Wen Chun didn't always refuse to cooperate, she would cooperate occasionally.

This degree must be grasped well, not too tight, and not sent.

It's like fishing, you need a little bit of probing, a little bit of relaxation, a little bit of tightening, game with each other, and then one hit is sure to hit!
It's just that Wen Chun is not fishing for fish now, but for people.

"What's my name?" Wen Chun asked Tang Song today.

Tang Song was doing experiments in the laboratory at this time, wearing a white coat, looking intently at the test tube in his hand.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive. At this time, Tang and Song Dynasties have a strong charm bonus.

With a stern side face, a handsome face, and a white coat, the whole person has a sense of abstinence...

"Your name is Tang Song, what's my name?" Wen Chun asked expressionlessly.

Tang Song's hands paused, then thoughtfully, and then muttered to himself: "Yes, I haven't given you a name yet..."

The vague sighs of Tang and Song came to Wen Chun's ears.

Then Wen Chun watched blankly as the entire laboratory was suddenly cut and shattered by streaks of invisible energy.

Then there was the wail of Tang and Song...

"what!!"

"Ancestor!"

"Can I call you ancestor!"

"Little ancestor! Stop first!"

"Have you figured out my name?" Wen Chun remained unmoved, still expressionless, and the energy in the laboratory was still rioting.

"Ancestor Tang!"

"You are called Tang Zuzong!"

Tang Song yelled, feeling that his heart was bleeding, these are all his painstaking efforts...

"Quick! Stop quickly! Little ancestor!"

(End of this chapter)