boyfriend picked up from the sewer

There seemed to be a hole in the sky, and the sparse rain began to fall endlessly.

"boom--"

The recoil of the anti-equipment sniper was too great, and Zhan Feng's shoulders were paralyzed for a while before he recovered.

"Hit the target!"

The spectator put down the binoculars, his dark face flushed a little.

"Well, prepare to evacuate."

Zhan Feng sat up, his shoulders still aching.

With trembling hands, he took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket.After turning on the phone, he couldn't help but chuckled at the photos that came into view, and rubbed his fingertips on the screen twice.

"Brother Feng! The helicopter will arrive in 10 minutes!"

"understood."

The team members not far away saw that he was shaking his hands and wanted to send a text message, so they leaned over and whispered to his teammates, "Hey, let's make a bet! I bet Brother Feng must be reporting 'work' to Brother Lin right now. .”

The big tall man on the side pushed him away in disgust, "Fuck you, I bet you because I think it's too much money for such an obvious matter."

While packing up their equipment, a few people chatted and laughed in a rare way, and the air, which was so humid that water could be squeezed out, seemed less annoying.

This task was extremely difficult, and it was beyond their expectations that they could complete it so smoothly.

"Clap-"

An inconspicuous black ball suddenly broke through the window.

"drop--"

Everyone's laughter was still on the lips, but in the next second, everyone and their laughter were blown into pieces.

Most of Zhan Feng's body had disappeared, and a notification sound came from the mobile phone tightly held in his right hand.

[Zhan Feng]: Report!The mission has been successfully completed and is preparing to return!

[Lin Yanzhi]: Got it, how long will it take to get home?Your little brother left alone at home is starving to death.

[Zhan Feng]: We'll be there soon!

[Zhan Feng]: Don't eat instant noodles, it's unhealthy.Wait for brother to go back and give you something good.

[Lin Yanzhi]: All right.

[Lin Yanzhi]: Your younger brother is only two hours away from withering, ready to start the countdown.

[Zhan Feng]: Please tell my brother to hold on, brother will set off now!

Lin Yanzhi frowned, his pale gray eyes were filled with a bright smile, which seemed a bit dazzling at first glance.

He slid his fingertips, picked out the expression of a little fox hugging a pillow and snoring, and sent out the cautious voice of his assistant behind him.

"Academician Lin, the dean invites you to go over."

Lin Yanzhi put away his phone, "Did you say something?"

The assistant blushed, "Well, I didn't ask..."

"I should be asking you to follow up on the progress of the experiment." After talking, the assistant's voice was too low to be heard clearly.

Lin Yanzhi looked down at him, "Should?"

"Ah."

He gave a low laugh, raised his hand and took off his white coat, "Then I 'should' go back to rest early today, since it's just to follow up the progress of the experiment, you 'should' still be able to read the data according to the script."

The assistant's hands behind his back were almost twisted, and his face turned pale.As he stepped forward to take the white coat, he nodded softly.

"Okay, Academician Lin."

"That...you have a good rest..."

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Even though he had swallowed his breath, Zhan Feng could still clearly feel the cold boning knife going in and out of his body.

A thin layer of finely arranged fat particles is like a honeycomb-shaped milky white jelly, and the muscle fibers that have lost blood have also become fragile.The two seemed powerless in front of the sharp blade, they could only allow it to cut themselves apart or even smash them into pieces.

After all, people are already dead, so the pain will not hurt, but the feeling of being repeatedly invaded by foreign objects still makes Zhan Feng not quite used to it.

The wide open body seemed to be leaking the wind, and the remaining temperature cooled down in no time.

The only remaining eyeball was out of focus, and his vision was somewhat blurred, and he could barely see a few heads of different sizes running up and down.

The group of people divided him like an ox. Meat is meat, skin is skin, viscera is viscera, bone is bone, and they are clearly separated.

The femur, which was more than half a meter long, was so stubborn that it obviously caused them some trouble.The leader spat angrily, swung his arms round and chopped down, and his companions laughed gloatingly at his misfortune.

The sound of chopping bones became smoother and smoother, and finally there was a sense of rhythm behind it, which sounded very lively.

The broken bones mixed with the smooth meat were washed down the sewer by basins of sewage.

Zhan Feng's consciousness was divided into two halves, one half followed the unsightly minced meat and went nowhere, and the other half stayed where he was and calmly watched the group of executioners who were talking and laughing.

They chatted in a language he didn't understand, and laughed out loud from time to time. They seemed to be in a good mood, and their voices were filled with pride.

"Ding, ding, ding—"

The mobile phone that fell not far away rang three times in a row, and the laughing people suddenly fell silent.After a while, the leader got up and walked over.

[Lin Yanzhi]: Brother, where have you been?

[Lin Yanzhi]: Your poor little brother is only an hour away from withering.

[Lin Yanzhi]: I'm going to be hungry soon.

"Crack-"

The man stomped the phone to pieces, and the smiling Yan Yan's face on the screensaver was instantly torn apart.The screen of the phone went black, and then there was no movement at all.

Xiaoyan... Xiaoyan...

The sound of the mobile phone breaking was like a bell, pulling Zhan Feng out of his bewildered state.The emotions sinking in the bottom of my heart were like boiled water, one after another popped up, rising higher and higher, and finally turned into two words:

unwilling.

Zhan Feng was so unwilling, that kind of unwillingness was like sharp claws scratching his heart, making him unwilling to just rest in peace.

I don't want to die—!

I can't die either—!

I can't die yet—!

These crazily clamoring unwillingness flowed into the sewer little by little along with the chopped-up body.