Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Then the door of the laboratory was kicked open. A trace of panic flashed across Ji Ze's face. He turned his head suddenly and said, "It's you! How did you find this place?"

When he saw two of his most trusted assistants in white coats standing behind him, Ji Ze's eyes were red with anger: "How dare you betray me! Betray the institute!"

When Huo Shixiao saw Ji Tingmian's torn skirt lying on the operating table, his eyes became sinister and he could not suppress the violence in his heart at all. He raised his gun and pointed the black muzzle at Ji Ze.

Ji Ze panicked, but then he reacted and put the scalpel against Ji Tingmian's neck, laughing sinisterly: "Huo Shixiao, put down the gun, or I will kill her immediately. Tell me, which is faster, my knife or your gun?"

Turning around, he said to Ji Tingmian, "Mianmian, please forgive me. I won't really hurt you. This is just a temporary measure. Mianmian, you will understand me."

"Do it." Huo Shixiao looked as if he was looking at a dead man, his voice was cold, and his hand had already pulled the trigger to load the bullet.

The next second, a gunshot rang out, and Ji Ze's hand, which was waving the scalpel in panic, was grabbed from behind by someone. Then his hand was ruthlessly twisted off by the man, and the scalpel was taken away and fell to the ground. He widened his eyes in horror, and could not believe that the accident would happen so quickly.

Ji Ze, who was pinned to the ground by two people, looked at Huo Shixiao, took off his coat and wrapped it around Ji Tingmian. He picked up Ji Tingmian from the operating table and held her horizontally. He heard him say, "Don't be afraid, Mianmian. It's me. Let's go home."

Then the girl's soft voice sounded: "Well, Ah Xiao, okay, let's go home."

“You, you are Huo Shixiao!” Ji Ze struggled to stand up, his face full of anger and unwillingness. He shouted to Ji Tingmian who was now awake in Huo Shixiao’s arms: “Mianmian, you can’t go with him. He is a bad guy. He is the bad guy who made you unconscious, Mianmian. I will save you, I will save you.”

Ji Tingmian gently pulled Huo Shixiao's collar: "Ah Xiao, put me down, I have something to ask him."

Huo Shixiao looked down at Ji Tingmian, frowning slightly, but still gently placed her on the operating table.

Looking at Ji Tingmian sitting there, Ji Ze's face showed an expression of obsession and nostalgia. He spoke to himself: "Mianmian, I still remember the first time I saw you. You were also sitting high up on the cliff of the snowy mountain, like a holy goddess descending from the sky. People dared not look directly at you."

At this point, Ji Ze's eyes flashed with a trace of pain, and his tone was full of questioning and endless disappointment: "Why? Why have you become like this now, Mianmian, you are a goddess, how can you degenerate like this for Huo Shixiao, willing to be kept in captivity by him, and let your holy soul be tainted by this dirty human breath?"

After hearing what Ji Ze said, Ji Tingmian laughed out loud. He made it seem like he was her most loyal believer. In fact, he was just an executioner who genetically modified innocent people and turned them into drug men in order to prove to those who questioned his experiments that his research theory was correct.

"Oh, I'm depraved? I'm tainted with the dirty breath of the world, right?" Ji Tingmian smiled, turned his head and hooked his finger at Huo Shixiao: "Ah Xiao."

Huo Shixiao lowered his head naturally: "Mianmian, what's wrong?"

Ji Tingmian's fingers gently stroked his thin lips, then he grabbed his collar, pulled him close, and kissed him.