The oath of rebirth in the last days does not form a team

The dazzling incandescent light hit the eyelids, with a scorching sting.

Linden's hands and feet were tied to the laboratory table, and his whole body was stripped naked. Several men in white coats surrounded him with rubber gloves on their hands. They were holding a scalpel. Feinting on Linden's stomach, thighs, and arms, he seemed to be debating where to cut.

"He is the only human who has a zombie virus in his body but has not been turned into a zombie."

"Break open his head first, half of the zombie's virus will focus on changing there, let's first see how his brain is different from those of those zombies?"

"What we are doing is a living body experiment. We cannot let him die, otherwise the experiment will lose its meaning. I think we should start from here..."

"Hey, look, good guy." The sharp tip of the knife cut through the fragile skin, stirring the tender meat and nerves inside, "The strength of the muscles is much stronger than that of ordinary people."

The knife pulled the nerve out, and the pain came in bursts. Linden opened his mouth and wanted to yell, but found that his tongue had been cut off long ago, and he could only make a short ahhh sound.

"The toughness of the nerve is good." The doctor was still pulling it out.

Lin Deng was trembling with pain, cold sweat came out on his forehead and back as if he didn't want money, and wet the white cloth on the experimental table, he wished to die immediately.

A doctor brought an awl and a small hammer, and bit by bit the awl was driven into Linden's shoulder.

"Bones are slightly stronger than ordinary people, but they can still be pierced by sharp objects."

Linden tensed his body and tried his best to break free from the restraints. The wound was open due to excessive force, and the white bones were clearly visible.

But this time, Linden didn't break free as he wished. The thing was made of unknown material, but it got tighter and tighter.

"Bodily functions are stronger than ordinary people in all aspects." One of the white coats took off his mask, with a handsome face and short flaxen hair, who is it if it's not Ge Nan? !

"I want his legs." Ge Nan said to the people beside him expressionlessly.

"Bring the chainsaw."

Almost as soon as the words fell, there was a creepy sound of a chainsaw not far away. Linden's heart sank, and he sweated more and more. The knife cut his body bit by bit.

The severe pain hit overwhelmingly, Linden opened his mouth wide and breathed desperately, he could feel the skin being pulled and slowly separated, accompanied by unbearable pain, a piece of flesh was gouged away.The air was filled with the smell of blood, occasionally accompanied by the sticky sound of muscles being pulled.

Every cell in his body was trembling, it was a kind of fear that grew from the bottom of his heart.

A pale hand suddenly grabbed the knife holder's arm, "Don't use a knife, use a chainsaw, it's more efficient." When Ge Nan said this, the joy in Ge Nan's eyes was even exposed without any concealment. in front of everyone.

When the sound of the chainsaw was close to his ears, Linden closed his eyes tightly, and his chest heaved violently.

"Genan, you wait, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!!" Lin Deng could only roar these words in his heart because he lost his tongue.

"Okay, that will have to wait until you become a ghost." Ge Nan leaned close to Lin Deng's ear and said softly.

Then, the sound of the chainsaw cutting into the flesh, the bones were split open, and the fine minced meat splashed out from the place where the chainsaw cut, and fell on Ge Nan's face. of evil spirits.

Linden was already numb from the pain, and he gradually closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"It's not over yet." Ge Nan lifted Lin Deng's eyelids, suddenly raised a sharp knife, aimed at Lin Deng's eyeballs, and stabbed it hard.

The sharp tip of the knife reflected dazzling light under the incandescent light, and Linden, who was firmly restrained, could only watch helplessly as the tip of the knife became bigger and bigger in his field of vision...

***

Lin Deng sat up with his body covered in sweat, and the soft touch under his palm made him stunned for a moment.

Throwing off the quilt on his body, he exhaled only when he saw that his two legs were still healthy, raised his hand and wiped his face, covered in cold sweat, moved his body without a trace of pain, There are no new wounds on the body.

It was a dream—fortunately it was a dream...

It was just a slight dizziness and pain in his head. Lin Deng pressed his fingers on his temples, but the more he pressed, the more dizzy he became. This made him a little irritable, and he fell heavily on the bedside. The blank space, the road ahead is vast.

The door was opened from the outside, and Linden looked up vigilantly. At the same time, he put his right hand into his trouser pocket, and quietly took out the Demolition Sand Eagle from the warehouse.

"Silence?" Linden looked at the person in surprise.

Geng Mo didn't speak, and went straight to the bedside table. After putting the tray in his hand on the low cabinet, he pulled a chair and sat down.

The aroma of hot food successfully caused Linden to swallow his saliva. The oily braised pork and the crispy and delicious fried vegetables all made people's appetite greatly increased.

Lin Deng couldn't wait to reach out his hand, but was stopped by Geng Mo.

"What's the matter?" Lin Deng frowned and looked at Geng Mo, "You guys have been really angry for a whole year, haven't you let it go? It's alright if I'm wrong, really, what I said doesn't mean anything else , I just... tsk, forget it, I can't tell."

Geng Mo turned his head away, his ruddy lips were tightly pursed, he stood up suddenly, turned his back and strode towards the door, but after walking a few steps, he stopped again and turned his back to the door. Looking at Linden standing, probably because of his tall stature, his figure looked thinner and thinner, and he looked even more pitiful.

Looking at Geng Mo's back, Lin Deng couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt panicked in his heart, as if he would continue to feel so uncomfortable if he didn't say anything.

"Mo Mo, I came here to find you!" Lin Deng shouted this sentence loudly to Geng Mo, and after finishing speaking, he felt much more at ease.

Geng Mo's body trembled, he turned around slowly, and returned to the chair beside the bed.

Although the person in front of him sat back, he still lowered his head. Linden covered his eyes and smiled, a soreness filled his eyes, "But I want to leave again, silently."

Geng Mo raised his head, his dark eyes were so clear that one could see at a glance the reluctance that was about to overflow.

"Reluctance?" Lin Deng touched Geng Mo's hair with a smile, paused, and then continued, "Mo Mo, I thought you had changed...in fact, you haven't changed."

Geng Mo's eye circles were slightly red, he trembled his eyelashes, and his eyes gradually moved to the void, the originally clear eyes were gradually shrouded in black mist, like a thick layer of baffles covering the two windows, making people look at it again. I can't see what's on his mind.

"Silence," Linden called him, and before he could respond, he covered his eyes with his hand again, "Is that world really wonderful?"

Geng Mo's eyelashes trembled, and the thick brush-like eyelashes tickled Linden's palm.

Lin Deng put his hand down, looked at Geng Mo's clear eyes, he smiled, and was about to say something, but was startled by Geng Mo's next action.

Geng Mo approached him suddenly, put his hand into his clothes and slowly groped.

Along the back of the waist all the way up and stroking it, there were bumps, large and small scars all over the entire back.

After that, Geng Mo withdrew his hand without saying a word, and then took out a box of light green ointment from the bedside table.

Lin Deng grinned, untied his vest consciously, turned his back and lay on the bed, ready to enjoy Brother Geng's thoughtful service again, the cold ointment was slowly applied to the old affected area, and the soft fingers touched the skin with strength Just right, Lin Deng squinted his eyes and asked comfortably, "What is the original purpose of this medicine?"

Geng Mo dug out the ointment and piled it on Linden's scar again. It was partly massaged, partly smeared and started to dry. I don't know if he heard Linden's question. In short, the things he falsely ordered at the beginning are now There is no longer any memorabilia.

"Soothing muscles and activating blood circulation?" Seeing that Geng Mo didn't speak, Lin Deng began to guess on his own.

"..."

"Prolong life?"

Geng Mo's fingers paused, slowly stroking the gunshot wound on Lin Deng's shoulder, and finally replied two words, "Remove the scar."

"Okay," Linden moved his body, "Actually, scars are a symbol of a man's glory... Hey, don't touch them all the time, it tickles me to death."

"Okay." Geng Mo withdrew his hand, his eyes still fixed on the gun scar.

Linden turned over and sat up, stared at the food plate for a while, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and asked suspiciously when he touched the plate, "You made it?"

"No." Geng Mo shook his head, and then looked at the food plate.

"That's good." Linden was completely relieved. He picked up the braised pork, poured the fragrant rice on it, and put the green vegetables on it.

Then he took a pair of chopsticks and started eating directly with the dish.

I don’t know what Linden said to provoke Geng Mo again. He sat there, staring at Linden without letting go for a moment. In the end, he was really embarrassed to see Linden. The meat was brought to Geng Mo's mouth, "Open your mouth, Momo."

Geng Mo turned his head, not cooperating at all.

Linden smiled awkwardly, retracted his chopsticks, and stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth.

***

After eating, Linden rubbed his stomach and felt that it was time to talk about business.

"A year ago, why did you leave without even saying hello?" Lin Deng said with a sullen face and a cold tone.

Geng Mo's gaze turned back, but he just stared at him wordlessly, without any intention of speaking at all.

"Talk." Linden frowned, and stretched out his hand to hold Geng Mo's hand vigorously. The slender and soft fingers felt good in the hand, and Linden couldn't help pinching a few more times.

"I don't need what you gave me." Geng Mo pulled out his hand and bit the corner of his lips hard, "As long as I want, I can have something better than you. I hate what you said, very annoying. "

Geng Mo said such a long series of words suddenly, but Lin Deng was dumbfounded. He went through those words word by word in his mind, and then couldn't even say a word.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere between the two was weird.

Geng Mo turned sideways slightly, looked up at the big pentagram pattern in the center of the ceiling, and whispered a sentence, "Father said that true friends trust each other."