Doomsday Egg

The attendants rushed over immediately, but Tang immediately pulled out the needle, pushed Su Chongzhong towards the people rushing forward, backed away to avoid a large amount of blood splattering, kicked down the two rushing people by the door, and galloped away quickly.

"His Royal Highness Su?!" "Follow him! Catch him!"

Seeing that their master was being attacked, Taoxin's attendants immediately turned into a ball of headless chickens, first they ran to Su's side to check, and then they felt that something was wrong and separated two people to go out to chase the attacker.

"Cough... stop! Come back...!"

Surrounded by several naked attendants, Su, whose mouth was covered in blood, stopped the chase while vomiting blood.

"His Highness Su? But he..."

"It's okay...he can't run away," Su grabbed the blood oozing from his neck with his hands, and the viscous liquid slowly twisted into weird long strips in his hands, and the wound on his neck It is slowly shrinking and healing, "...all the people here can't escape, now, do you know what to do?"

"Yes……"

The attendants, like believers who have been bewitched by the lord, stretched out their hands to the lower body of the lord with longing...

After Tang Ben walked out of the special meeting room on the fifth floor, he strode into the stairwell with big strides and galloped towards the bathroom on the first floor.

A series of astonishing actions made the man on the receiving side of the camera feel terrified.

"Hey, Don...you just..."

"That guy is not human, he can't die!"

Before Moses finished asking, Tang choked back.

"But Tang you now...

"Can't you see I'm angry? Don't talk to me!"

Tang Fei ran to the first floor and kicked the bathroom door.

"Moya! Where is it?! Answer me! Mo..."

After the loud questioning, there were repeated actions of pushing and kicking the compartments—but the object he was searching for did not appear as expected, and it was the pale corpse in the last compartment that abruptly interrupted his voice.

Tang felt that his heart stopped for a moment.

that face...

He opened his eyes slightly and then slowly narrowed them down.

Fortunately...it's not Moya's.

"...Don...well, I want to tell you that Moya's current location is on the basement floor, and he has to go down the stairwell on the other side of the hall..."

"Please tell me this kind of thing earlier."

Tang took a deep breath, squatted down and took a general look at the condition of the corpse—the eyes were bulging, the mouth was foaming, and even the tongue had lost its color—it seemed that it was the seedling of a mutated blood leech.

If Moya was here before, it is very likely that he was also...

Tang Zhong thumped the door of the compartment, got up and rushed out of the bathroom.

"Moser, listen to me, what does he want to do, I will never stop with you!"

Tang's usual lazy voice had completely changed, and the naked|naked threats made Messer gasp in fright, and leaned back helplessly in the car on the other end of the communication and cut off the communication.

"Mr. Messer, all the SWAT teams are in place..." The members of the Special Phenomena Investigation Section who were also in the car looked at the person in charge hesitantly, "We also have evidence of Su's crime, why haven't we acted yet?"

"The one alleged in the previous news has not been confirmed yet..." Messer squeezed his temples with a bit of a headache, "The whereabouts of the disappearing dark street corpses... This fellow Tang, who had the opportunity to confront Su, didn't take the opportunity to talk more. Talking nonsense, people in love are fools!"

"Then we can only hope now—" The team members turned to the monitor on the other side—it was linked to the other person who had sneaked in, but what was displayed on it was full of snowflakes.

The small man staggered forward in the dark space.

where is this place?Why is he here... coming?

By the way... He must go to the underground space of the main building of LOVEDUE to find clues to the dead body in the dark street according to Mercer's arrangement...

Throat so dry... belly so hot...

He knew that some kind of abnormality was happening in his body, and he should seek help as soon as possible... But he couldn't.

He hates being taken care of all the time!

Moses secretly provoked himself before, and it still rings in his ears vividly.

[It's not impossible to find someone to save you now, but are you sure you want to come back like a defeated dog?It's fine if you don't help us, but Tang will be jointly and severally responsible. 】

The sarcastic words strongly stimulated his eardrums.

I couldn't believe it, he had just been attacked by leech insects at that time, and he retched and crawled towards the door of the bathroom in horror!

There was no sympathy, no pity, his supporter on the other side just coldly confessed what he wanted this sneak pawn to do—maybe this was the price for easily agreeing to him to participate in the mission!

Is this... the life Don will live every day in the future?

Too cruel.

Even a little bit, I want to help him.

I don't want to be a burden to that person...

That person who bullies him on the surface, but is always thinking of himself...

"Don..."

Because of the side effects of blood loss caused by the leech worms drilling into the abdominal cavity, Moya was in a trance.

Even if I kept encouraging myself to cheer up, objectively, I was still getting weaker and weaker.

There seems to be a door in front of you?

The half-closed... Is the curtain hanging behind the door?

He couldn't tell the difference.

It didn't matter, though... as long as he could get in and manually press the pinhole camera's assist button, his job was done.

In this way... it can prove that he is not a burden... right?

"Ya... Moya!"

Who... who is calling him?

This voice is so familiar...so nostalgic...

Could it be an auditory hallucination that appeared before death?

"Moya!! You idiot!!"

Who...something pulled him from behind?Still yelling at him?

If it's an illusion...why is it so real?

"Let go...I want to go in...mission..."

It's a pity that Moya's few remaining brain nerves can only be used to implement his few remaining ideas at this time, and he has no time to react to other things at all, until the figure that is pulling him fits firmly, Lock him tightly in your arms.

A very familiar scent...

It is used to cover up the smell of disinfectant liquid that is often exposed to forensic work... a faint grassy fragrance.

Is... Don's?

"No, you can't dream yet...wait a while..."

"Wait a while before it's too late, you fool!"

A slightly painful voice sounded beside his ears, the force restraining his body was suddenly relaxed, and the volley was turned 180 degrees and then tightened again. This time... it was not only the firm figure, but also... the hot and humid body. lips.

……what?

Lips... Lips covered?

Kiss... Could this be the legendary "kissing"?

The over-stimulating reality made Moya stunned, but then his attention was completely shifted to the person in front of him - it was Tang, that's right...

It's great... I can finally see him before I die, and I can finally feel at ease...

Isn't it right...?

What peace of mind, can't you feel at ease at all?

Who can tell him why he was kissed by Tang? !

The scent of grass and the body odor of a mature man mixed together, and Moya's mind, which was not in the state due to blood loss, was infected even more dizzy.

"Hmm... Don?"

He struggled a little with no strength, but was invaded by the soft tongue in the gap between his voices, the mucous membranes were entangled with the silver thread dripping down, the evil | evil went too far, the arms around the back moved restlessly Get up, move up and down to get between his clothes, wander around the double mounds, tease the cherry blossoms, and finally land in the privacy of the front and back.

"No, don't... Don... what are you doing?"

The discomfort in the body mixed with hot emotions, Moya's pitifully hoarse voice caused the man hugging him to tremble with excitement, and the fingers that were still waiting at the entrance impatiently penetrated the An untapped secret bud.

"Woo...! Ah! Pain..."

"Hey... relax, don't be afraid."

Reluctantly chasing back along his cheeks, the gentle voice quickly clung to his ears and penetrated into every inch of Moya's nerve cells along the tympanic membrane. Reason, devouring his normal thinking bit by bit.

"Well... Don... Don..."

Moya, who had almost no experience in this area, could not withstand such an attack. Coupled with the trance of losing blood, he quickly followed the trend and clung to the opponent's body.

I don't understand why this is happening now.

It's not clear whether this is realistic or not.

The only thing Moya knew was that this was his inner hope.

"Don... like... I like you."

The moment the privacy of his lower body was pierced by something different from his fingers, he spit out vague words unconsciously.

Hearing such a confession by accident, the man paused stiffly for a few seconds, and then began a slightly rough attack.

"You can actually act on occasion..."

In the dignified and deep male voice, Can nods a helpless smile.

ACT46: support

"Devil's hand, your ass is really sexy."

When Kelan climbed over the wall of the Gant Research Institute and entered its inner courtyard, a man's teasing came from the other side of the communication with him... To be precise, it was a molesting sound.

Kelan frowned, and glanced contemptuously at the surveillance camera within his field of view—that was one of the spies tied to the institute's internal surveillance system, but now he has become a man who likes to take advantage because he was "hacked" eyeliner.

"Xi Tzu! Is your butt itchy?"

Before Kelan could speak, the threatening male voice interjected|came in and interrupted the inexplicably formed time-traveling mutual staring pattern.

"...cough, well honey, let's forget about ass," Far