Your mother is the experimental subject.

I am not an experimental subject.

I'm not I don't have you stop fucking talking nonsense.

Wen Liang propped up his elbows and pushed the face of the man in the white coat away from him who took off his plastic gloves and tried to touch his face.

Then a circle of people with guns gathered around him.

Wen Liang: "..."

Since he was fearless, the gun no longer worked.

But he never expected that someone would take the trouble to make an anesthetic injection to paralyze the demon cultivator.

Hit him on the arm.

The pain really hurt, and it made him want to cry.

But you still have to put it on.

Pretending to be paralyzed and unable to move.

Then he saw that idiot who wanted to touch his face still wanted to touch his face, and then he directly blew up a spiritual energy bomb.

The hidden version of the spirit bomb 2.0 has been improved by the rules. It is effective in personal testing, super easy to use, and the raw materials for making it are not easy to be found.

If you don’t understand it, you really don’t understand it. Anyway, it sounds quite high-end, so Wenliang memorized it.

The hand in the white coat was blown to pieces and was bloody.

Rolling on the ground and howling.

Those who listened were upset.

There were tears in Wen Liang's eyes.

I feel so wronged.

At this moment, I especially wanted Yan Bei to come over quickly.

His hands hurt from beating people.

He was carried by several white coats to something similar to an operating table, and his limbs were tied up.

Wen Liang: "..." Could this be the forced play written in the "Laws" manga?

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Wenliang, who is lying flat, is waiting to be flirted with online.

The dazzling light shines on the face.

Wen Liang figured out how long it would take for Yan Bei to come over.

Yan Bei groped on the wall and pressed down hard on the place closest to the warm and cool breath.

Then sure enough, a door appeared.

Yan Bei couldn't complain anymore. How could he praise the people in the management office?

They are so damn good at choosing locations, aren't they? Or should I say they are really smart, using the same method for both doors.

There's no threat at all.

Yan Bei was dumbfounded.

But at the same time, it did not delay Yanbei's search for Wen Liang.

The countermeasures he had planned in his mind were completely wiped out when he saw Wen Liang trapped on the operating table with his limbs tied, several white coats surrounding him, and a needle in his arm.

He doesn't think about it anymore and doesn't think about it anymore.

He wants to kill someone.

Some people have touched the dragon's treasure, and some have bullied the dragon's treasure.

The dragon awakens and wants to kill everyone.

Wen Liang yawned and met Yan Bei's eyes.

Silent, but with a heart-stopping madness.

Warming and cooling intuitive pills.

The pill is gone.

I accidentally overplayed my hand.

But for a moment, he felt that he was wronged. He was the one who was wronged the most. Why was Yan Bei so angry?

Then he stared at Yan Bei with tears in his eyes.

Yan Bei lost his temper.

He had no choice but to vent his anger on a few white coats and Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu pointed his gun at Yan Bei.

It can be said that the two of them dislike each other. Coincidentally, Yan Bei also wants to end things today.

The bullet from Zhang Chu's magazine came out and stopped in front of Yan Bei.

Yan Bei looked at the bullet in front of him, surrounded by a layer of white mist-like low-quality aura, and a layer of green poison at the tip of the bullet.

Such a cruel heart.

He glanced at Wen Liang, who was doing nothing on the operating table but whose arm was in terrible pain and still pretending to be strong and not hurting at all. He smiled helplessly, hooked his fingertips and covered Wen Liang's eyes with a layer of white gauze.

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Chapter completed!