[Sword Three + Doomsday] Poisonous hands have no joy

Li Yunwen didn't know how he stepped out of the dark room full of moisture and dust, his head was blank at that moment, and Li Yunwen found himself when the two guards holding his arms dropped him breath.

That man - frowning, sat in Chen Lifeng's arms, but Chen Lifeng, who was always stern, gently wrapped his arms around him.Li Yunwen felt in a trance that he seemed to have met that man once, but he couldn't remember when and where he had acquaintance with this fragile person.

He shook his head, put on the new clothes sent by the people below, and covered the faintly bleeding scars on his back.

Can't think about these now, there are more important things waiting for him to do.

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In the dark room, Li Song was firmly suppressed by Chen Lifeng's whole body. He was kneeling on the chair with his weak legs, but now he was turned over, and Chen Lifeng's chest completely wrapped his back.

The scorching temperature and increasingly ambiguous temperature gradually filled the dark and humid dark room.

"Do you like whips? How about this one?" Chen Lifeng gently pressed the handle of the whip against Li Song's back, feeling satisfied that the body under his palm trembled.The handle of the whip took another step in, and Li Song let out a soft sob.

"Now the choice is yours. How do you want to eat this whip? Where do you want to eat it?"

The guard guarding outside the dark room glanced at the sky, rubbing his gun expressionlessly, ignoring the panting and intermittent sobbing from inside.

After some "replenishment", the chairman of the alliance is not at all the old man he should be at his age, with an undisguised satisfaction on his face, and the very weak man behind him who still has the strength to walk seems to have some strength Blood.The guard glanced at his two subordinates, and motioned them to deal with the things left by the two of them when they were just entangled.

The current Li Song is far from the Chosen One who just graduated from a high military academy 20 years ago, not even the same person.

However, Chen Lifeng was very satisfied with this state - Tang Lin and Li Zhanrong were the most dazzling people in the military academy at that time, but Li Song, who was born as a commoner, was not overshadowed by these two people.With a tenacity, it is also very likable.

Who would have known that Li Song, who was born as an illegitimate son of the Li family, could have such a physique?

It is very difficult for Chen Lifeng himself to develop a spiritual department that is a branch of the attack department, and what Li Song recorded in the military academy files is just an ordinary physique optimization. Can, can not expand the advantages of the five senses, but can make the body achieve a preliminary optimization.

Such abilities are inferior to various optimization abilities, but under Chen Lifeng's deliberate experimentation, they have successfully become a lubricating carrier for abilities to upgrade and break through.

Chen Lifeng, who has gradually entered old age, has not yet achieved his great cause, so of course he can't give up on the current situation. While he is deploying to counter the Tang School, he is trying every means to maximize Li Song's "Stove Cauldron" ability.

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Li Song was led to his room in a trance as usual, and sat on the bed with a confused expression.

Most of the time, his mind is blank, and he rarely thinks of anything.Chen Lifeng was conducting various experiments on him. Apart from being dragged to bed by him every day, he was lying in a closed laboratory. Under the influence of drugs, he had almost no way to preserve the complete memory of the experiments.

Gradually, his memory lost its role in life - he only needed to remember Chen Lifeng and his own role.

"That man, why can he go to the chairman's bed?"

"Who knows what method he used, the lady before is now out of favor?"

"Why don't he care so much, he's old and pale, and he still expects to be the chairman's wife?"

"Then this one may not be able to do it now?"

"Maybe, the Chairman's wife doesn't like her. Given the chairman's energy of dragging people to bed every night, maybe!"

The random discussions of the maids outside reached his ears, but he seemed to have never heard them, as if they were not related to him.

"This is today's potion."

The doctor wearing a mask shook the needle in front of him, Li Song looked at the doctor dully, and asked for the first time, "What is this for?"

The doctor who was dispensing the medicine was stunned, and met Li Song's calm eyes, "In order to let you serve the chairman better."

This answer obviously did not satisfy Li Song, he frowned habitually, but did not ask again.

What is it like to serve the chairman?

he does not know.

But Li Song faintly felt that he didn't belong here and didn't need to do these things. This was not an act of his own will.His eyes skipped over the guards standing guard outside the door, looking at their straight military uniforms and the guns on their waists, his mind seemed to be stimulated by a fine and dense electric current.

But he didn't think much, the cold needle pierced into his skin, and after the injection of the almost non-irritating potion, he was forcibly pushed down on the bed, and a hypnotic voice came into Li Song's ears: "Sleep well and don't think about messy things."

In a trance, Li Song thought of the guard's military uniform and the shiny gun again, and the thoughts in his mind were as sticky as paste, so he could only fall into a deep sleep.

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Since her son and elder brother returned safely, Shang Rong felt quite proud.

But the good mood didn't last long, and Liao Ying came to her again.

After asking the assistant to refuse three times, Liao Ying blocked the door directly.But Shang Rong obviously wouldn't let this woman succeed. She calmly took out the communicator from her bag, casually said to the other end of the call, "Send someone over now", then turned around and walked into the door, pressing the button on the side of the door. Some button was pressed, and the alarm sounded throughout the residential area.

Liao Ying's face darkened at that moment, "What do you mean?"

The siren almost lost all of her face, Liao Ying obviously didn't expect Shang Rong to ignore her till now.

"It's not interesting, you should be where you should be." Shang Rong held her bag and looked at Liao Ying through the security window. "This is not the place for you, and I don't welcome you."

Not far away, a small group of armed guards approached. Liao Ying frowned fiercely, "I came today to tell you something important! You can't do this to me!"

Shang Rong looked at Liao Ying, who had to keep perfect makeup all the time, and showed a slightly curved smile, "I can treat you as I want, I'm not interested in what you want to say." Saying, Looking at the guards who had already walked in, he raised his voice, "Take people away, and let any messy people in!"

Liao Ying, who was held up by two guards and could hardly struggle, turned her head back, "Shang Rong, don't regret it! Tang Lin is about to fall, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

Shang Rong curled her lips and turned her head, "Who has such a great ability to bring down Tang Lin? You mean that old man Chen Lifeng?"

The woman with messy hair in the struggle screamed, "Li Song is not dead at all! He is controlled by Chen Lifeng! The original Chen Lifeng couldn't bring down Tang Lin, but now he can...I said you would regret it!"

The guards holding Liao Ying were also waiting for Shang Rong's next instruction, but they didn't expect that Shang Rong didn't care, and just waved her hand to signal to take her away.

Not long after Liao Ying left, Tang Lin appeared at home, with a military coat on his arm, and turned on the light in the living room.

"You came back very early today." Tang Lin spit out such a sentence without embarrassment. To be honest, although he has a lot of things, some of them are private after all.Yu Gong, he is not even as busy as Shang Rong now, it is common for him to be single and empty.

After Shang Zhen came back, the experiment that had been delayed before had to be fully restarted, and the two of them almost took on most of the work.Sometimes Shang Rong would not even go home, but chose to make do in the lounge of the laboratory.

"I heard that Li Song is not dead." Although it was a question, Shang Rong's tone was affirmative.

Tang Lin nodded, "Twenty years ago, he was indeed dead. However, the person under house arrest next to Chen Lifeng is also Li Song."

Faced with the truth that was getting closer and closer to her, Shang Rong was not as eager to find out as before.She turned sideways, as if she had never seen her husband who had been sleeping with her for nearly 20 years, "Do you think you are particularly great and selfless? You choose to bear everything by yourself?"

The man with a slightly tired face said, "No, I'm very selfish, that's why I chose to make such a decision. A Rong, I don't expect you mother and son to forgive me, but all I do is for this family."

Shang Rong shook her head, "In your heart, our family will never be the first. Your army, your rights, your country, and your people are what you always put in your heart. As for me , As for the son, it’s just a small part of your great cause, it doesn’t matter.”

"I really want to find an opportunity for us to have a frank and honest talk." Tang Lin clasped his hands together relaxedly, staring at his wife with deep eyes full of meaning, "like today."

Looking at his wife with "I don't want to talk to you" written on her face, Tang Lin relaxed her tone with a hint of connivance, "A Rong, don't run away, this is what we have to face sooner or later."

"Tell me, I'll listen." Shang Rong put her arms around her chest, showing obvious resistance and defense.

"First of all, you promise me that no matter what happens, give me a chance to explain." Don't think about it yourself, trust me.

Tang Lin took a step forward, sat down next to Shang Rong, loosened her tightly clasped hands with her big hand, and seized the opportunity to wrap her two hands into his own when she sensed that the other party was relaxing.

Shang Rong tried to struggle, but the strength covering her hands increased again. She raised her head and looked at Tang Lin, "I promise you."