When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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The person in his arms nodded obediently.

Although he didn't go according to the established plan, the goal was achieved. With a little force on his arm, the man easily wrapped him in his arms and brought him out of the dark and damp dungeon.

Qian Ling struggled and jumped out of his arms, leaning against the wall and retching violently.

His fingers were thin and white, pressing against the wall, even the veins on the back of his hand were slightly protruding, winding on the snow-like skin, sinking into his cuffs.

As he vomited, the shoulder blades behind his back were seen through the shirt soaked in cold sweat, and his thin and beautiful shape could be vaguely seen.

The man walked over in due course and handed over a handkerchief.

"Didn't I tell you not to eat too much?"

Qianling's figure paused slightly.

Who would have thought that this person would actually bring him to such a place, and when he thought of this, he felt his stomach throbbing more intensely.

The handkerchief hanging in the air had not been taken for a long time, the man's patience was exhausted, and he stretched out his other hand to forcefully break the man over.

His gaze suddenly met a pair of red eyes, stained with tears, filled with grievance and pain, which slammed into the bottom of his heart.

It made him stunned for several seconds.

Qian Ling was already a little uncomfortable, but when she saw the face of the instigator, all emotions surged up together.

"You don't need to pity me."

He pushed the person away with the last of his strength, leaned against the wall, squatted down slowly covering his uncomfortable stomach, and shrunk into a small ball, as if even the messy hair on his head was resisting.

"..."

This level of refusal won't do anything, as long as he wants to, he can pull people back at any time without any effort.

It's just that this pitiful appearance seems to have been greatly wronged, obviously he hasn't made it to the end, it's just a scare.

The man sighed and squatted down.

"uncomfortable?"

Qian Ling buried her head and did not respond.

The man pondered for two seconds, and then said: "Speak, you still want to stay with those guys below."

The person who was motionless finally responded, raised his head reluctantly, his cheeks were bloodless, frowned uncomfortably, and whispered: "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

Qian Ling had already grabbed the folds of the shirt's front. He stretched out his hand, and his palms were wet with cold sweat. Although he was angry, he still took the man's hand unsuspectingly and touched his fragile and soft belly. Go, "this."

The innocence and simplicity like a cub will reveal his fragility in front of dangerous hunters.

His fingers pressed down slightly, and Qian Ling's face showed a more uncomfortable expression, his mouth was tightly pursed, "Does it hurt? Shall I rub it for you?"

Without waiting for Qianling's response, the wide palm with scorching body temperature penetrated the thin layer of clothing and gently massaged his stomach.

Qian Ling's ears immediately became hot.

He had been squatting for too long, and his legs were numb, so he could only lean forward with his whole body, put one hand on the opponent's broad shoulder, and put most of his weight on the opponent's body.

Sensing Qian Ling's approach, the man nodded slightly, which did not affect his actions at all.

Really weak as hell.

Thinking of this, he relaxed his hand, looked at Qian Ling's slightly stretched brows, and said lightly: "If you don't like those dirty things, let's clean them up, how about it?"

"Clean up?"

"Well, they are biologically dead, and the only motivation to keep them active is the parasitic bugs in their brains." The man said: "Cleaning them up is the last relief for them."

The person lying on the body fell silent again, and only the undulating breathing could prove that this body was not an overly beautiful puppet.

Just when he thought he would not receive a reply, Qian Ling slowly raised his head, the bright blue sky and his figure were vaguely reflected in the corners of his rosy eyes and the bright black pupils, and looked at him softly, "They are all for He was sacrificed for his mission, and he shouldn't die in such a gloomy manner."

No one can resist such a scene.

The man's fingers brushed his soft hair, "I will handle their funeral properly with the etiquette of a martyr."

After that, he picked up Qianling by the waist and walked towards the medical room.

After prescribing the medicine, Dr. Sun found the person outside the ward, "Commander, you shouldn't treat a patient like this, he needs more rest."

There was a little looseness on the indifferent face of the blond man.

"how is he?"

"He fell asleep after taking the medicine. His physical foundation is poor, and coupled with the influence of his mood, if he doesn't take good care of him, he may leave the root cause of the disease."

The man frowned, and glanced in through the door of the ward. There was a small lump on the ward, and An Tian was sleeping.

He withdrew his gaze and said coldly to Dr. Sun: "His life is very important, and there is no room for any mistakes."

Dr. Sun arched his back, "Yes."

After the people left, Dr. Sun sighed heavily, what is this all about.

The man walked towards the office and clicked on the virtual communication button.

Several windows appeared in front of his eyes, and the middle-aged men on each window were defenseless against the sudden call, embarrassed and embarrassed, and the ugly posture fell into the eyes of the blond man.

"Commander, you—"

"I'll give you 2 minutes to tidy up and come to the meeting."

"Yes."

The man hung up the communication, his eyes fell on the crumbled Rubik's cube on the table, and when he remembered something, the tense arc of his mouth eased a little, and with a light touch of his finger, the small cube was pushed down in a circle.

After 2 minutes, the meeting officially started.

Several people reported on the work in hand one after another, "After you brought Qian Ling back, there were obviously fewer people who were ready to move, and there were voices supporting you on the Internet."

"It's a clever way of using him."

"use?"

There was no trace of extra emotion on the blond man's face, and the cold light in his eyes pierced the person who said this, "What is use?"

The man's back was covered with cold sweat, "You, you didn't come here to stabilize people's hearts..."

"Ah."

This chuckle instantly broke the man's defenses, shaking the fat on his body, he said: "I was wrong, it was my dirty mind, don't bother with me if you have a lot of adults."

"late."

The man tapped his finger lightly, and the window went dark, and the rest of the people were too frightened to breathe out.

Everyone knows that this guy's temper is extraordinarily cruel, which is why he has received so much infamy. The people who have been with him have changed from batch to batch, and no one has ever been able to break through his dusty defenses.

High above but alone, ridiculous and sad.

After sleeping on the hospital bed, Qian Ling woke up and saw the man sitting next to her, with panic and fear flashing in his eyes.

"Feeling better?"

Qian Ling nodded anxiously, as if looking for something.

"Don't worry, there is no live broadcast." The man said, "Are you hungry?"

Qianling hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The dining table was full of tempting meals, but Qian Ling only took a few bites before putting down his chopsticks, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

If he hadn't seen Qian Ling's morning meal, he would have almost believed it.

"If you cooperate enough, I can treat Xia Si's affairs as invisible, and the rare energy you want can be discussed."

Qian Ling, who was about to get up, was nailed to the spot, looked at the other party as if he didn't seem to be joking, sat up straight with some hesitation, "I cooperate."

The man's mouth hooked up.

With slight movements of his fingers, he put the vegetables into Qianling's bowl, "Eat."

Qian Ling frowned and remained silent for a while, then raised her head, "Is it that simple?"

Seemingly defeated by his innocence, the man gave two short laughs.

"Of course more than that, this is just one of the requirements."

"Then what if you lie to me?"

"Do you have a second choice besides believing what I say?"

Qian Ling pursed her lips. The cub who was bullied and had no strength to fight back could only pick up the chopsticks obediently and eat the food fed by the hunter.

It was a lie when he said that he was full. He was just angry. Under the continuous feeding of the other party, he unknowingly ate a lot. When he felt full, the other party just stopped.

"great."

The man put down his chopsticks, took the paper towel on the table, and wiped the excess soup from the corner of Qian Ling's mouth.

This gesture was about to numb Qian Ling.

"You don't have to do this, no one else is watching now, I can do it myself."

The man pressed his lips displeased.

"Cooperate, forget so soon?"

Qianling closed her mouth, but secretly ran to complain to the system: This person is so annoying!I want to run away!I'm getting out of here, right now!

There is no comfort item in the program of system 663, he squeezed out a sentence: [There will be no such delicious food when you go out. 】

Qianling paused, and became even more aggrieved.

Will he succumb to the delicious food? Although it is really delicious, he has his integrity!

System 663 was silent for a while, 【Then where are you going after you escape? 】

This question overwhelmed Qian Ling.

All his actions along the way were carried out with the help of others, but now he just wants to go to the laboratory, and I'm afraid it will only hurt Xia Si again.

System 663 said: [The basic condition for customs clearance is survival, staying by his side is the safest choice. 】

Seeing the person in front of him distracted, the man asked, "What are you thinking?"

Qianling: "..."

It is impossible to tell you.

"Thinking about how to run?"

Qian Ling, who was poked at the center, had a flash in his eyes, and dared not look into his eyes, and stammered, "No, no."

The man didn't continue to debunk what he meant, but turned on his portable communicator and dialed a number.

The other side said respectfully: "Commander."

"Release those people from the research institute."

The other party obviously paused, "But they have the location and research materials in their hands, so I'm afraid there is a threat."