The Fallen Merman

Chapter 171

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Lan Bo looked at Bai Chunian up and down while supporting his shoulders: "Injured?"

Bai Chunian shook his head: "The researchers in the training base are not high-level."

Lan Bo touched down his arm, but he didn't touch the wound, but he touched the Dead Sea Heart Rock dagger held by Bai Chunian in his left hand, frowned, snatched it away and solidified it into the original shape of the Dead Sea Heart Rock.

Bai Chunian knew he was in the wrong, so he drooped his ears and didn't dare to say more.

"Go home." Rimbaud squeezed his hand hard, "Come back with me."

"Well, I doubt the Eris video."

"Oh?" Rimbaud glanced back at Eris, who was about to take the opportunity to slip away, "Video."

"His right eye has electronic noise." Bai Chunian said.

While they were not paying attention to him, Eris had already released the cursed golden thread to wrap around the opposite building, and when he was about to climb over the railing to leave, his name was suddenly mentioned.

A blue lightning bolt disappeared from Bai Chunian's side, and appeared behind Eris again.

"Here." Rimbaud put Eris' shoulders from behind, flipped him off the railing, grabbed Eris' neck with his arms from behind, and involuntarily dug his right hand into the socket of his right eye. The thin black and blue nails dug into the eye sockets and dug out the eyeballs. The whole process was done without any hesitation. It was ruthless and caught off guard.

Eris screamed in pain, covered her empty eye sockets and rolled down from the top of the tall building.

The black panther who witnessed all this opened his mouth slightly, although his purpose of coming this time was to stop the battle between the envoy and the envoy, but with the envoy's driver present, the situation was out of his control.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep an eye on them and none of them dies prematurely, the task will be completed.

Rimbaud threw the eyeball he had snatched to Bai Chunian, turned around and jumped off the tall building with Eris.

"It's not fair, I won't play with you anymore! The majestic angel actually begged his wife to help me, I look down on you!" Eris had already fought against Rimbaud, and knew how powerful this mermaid was, and he was by no means a match for the mermaid in the rainstorm , so he climbed the cursed golden thread and wandered between the tall buildings at high speed, and fled towards the responding helicopter. After fighting with Bai Chunian for so long, his physical strength has been exhausted, and it is impossible for him to have a chance against Rimbaud.

But just as he passed the corner, a bolt of lightning struck in the air, and then Eris felt a pain in the back of his neck, as if he was bitten by something sharp, and then he lost control of his body.

Rimbaud grabbed his neck and climbed up the smooth wall of the building. Eris was held by him, and he was hit dizzily by the window panel along the way.

Rimbaud didn't take him back to the original place, but climbed straight to the cultivation base that was struck by lightning and was burning in the rainstorm. When he reached the glass that he punctured, he threw Eris into it with his head up, and Attached to his shotgun.

"Get rid of those who are still alive." Rimbaud looked down at him in front of the broken glass.

"You, want me to wipe Bai Chunian's ass?" Eris fell down, sat on the ground and raised her head, she couldn't believe her ears, "The black panther standing there just now is a demon envoy, why don't you tell me?" he comes?"

Rimbaud stretched out his hand towards him, and the rain gathered in his hand into a hydration steel transparent rifle, pointing at Eris: "Do or die."

After struggling for a long time, Eris still raised the shotgun and dealt with the researchers inside who were still trying to escape one by one.

Bai Chunian had also landed on the observation deck of the cultivation base, and hung upside down with his legs hooked on the beam, holding Eris' camera eyeball in his hand, aiming his pupils at Eris: "Brother, smile."

"Fuck, why. Nix, did you hear, they, they, you come and save me." Eris has never been wronged like this since she grew up, but the communicator in her ear has been chopped up by Bai Chunian. He can't contact the puppeteer now.

This is the case with the glands that have a driving relationship. When the two are together, their strength makes people dare not confront each other head-on.

At four o'clock in the morning, the cultivation base was reduced to ashes, and the police cars from Red Fox City arrived late and surrounded the ruins.

Red Fox City is far away from Aphid City, and it was almost afternoon when Rimbaud dragged Bai Chunian back to the apartment.

After entering the house, Bai Chunian breathed a sigh of relief, sniffing the familiar warm smell in the room, his whole body relaxed.

His clothes were soaked by the rain, and he was sticking to his body wetly. He wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but as soon as he put his hand on the handle, it was caught in the thin fishtail.

Bai Chunian quietly looked at Lan Bo's expression, his expression was so gloomy that he wanted to eat a child, his eyes were half-closed, and the blue pupils that formed a thin vertical line stared at him severely.

"Sorry, I know I was wrong." Bai Chunian scratched his cheek.

"Wrong?" Rimbaud asked him coldly.

"Well, I shouldn't use your things to do what you don't want to do." Bai Chunian lowered his body, looked up at him obediently, and shook his furry ears.

"Do you want to mess around like this?" Rimbaud grabbed his collar with astonishing strength, and lifted him in front of him, "Take off your clothes."

"Well, do you want to sleep? I'll take a shower." Bai Chunian knew that his wife was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so as long as he acted like a baby, he wouldn't be able to get angry at all.

When his hand just touched the doorknob, he was snapped open by an electric current.

"Sleep?" Rimbaud sat on the sofa, patted the ground with the tip of his tail, "Here, take off your clothes."

Bai Chunian realized the seriousness of the problem only after his hand was hurt by electric sparks.

Rimbaud seemed really angry.

Bai Chunian stiffly walked to the sofa, silently lifted the hem of the vest, inch by inch from the abdomen, took it off and threw it on the ground.

"Pants." Rimbaud didn't even look at him, but turned his head to look out the window.

"Don't, my wife...you don't need to do this." Bai Chunian leaned close to Lan Bo and wanted to hug him, but Lan Bo suddenly glanced at him sharply: "Go take it off!"

Bai Chunian bit his lip, slowly unbuttoned and pulled down the zipper. The soaked pants stuck to his thighs and could only be taken off little by little.

Now the whole body is left with a black boxer and a collar.

"Kneel down and hold the coffee table."

"..." Bai Chunian hesitated for a moment, knelt down one by one, and put his hands on the coffee table.

The half of the dead sea core rock left in Lan Bo's hand stretched slowly in his palm, forming a long black ruler. He weighed it, and put his hand on Bai Chunian's back.

The dead sea core rock is very strong, but it does not have any toughness, and its damage to the experimental subject is equivalent to the damage of ordinary weapons to humans, and the wound will not heal immediately.

There was a heavy muffled sound in the room, Bai Chunian snorted, and rushed forward a certain distance unexpectedly, if he hadn't supported the coffee table with his hands, he might have fallen to the ground.

This strike was really ruthless, a long strip of white marks landed on Bai Chunian's back, it turned red visibly, and then some blood beads slowly ooze out.

"As I said, I will punish you." Rimbaud lifted Bai Chunian's chin with a spar ruler, watching his pained expression as he suppressed screaming, "I spoil you too much, let you do whatever you want, do you think you It should take a few hits."

Bai Chu replied in a young voice: "It's my fault that I acted without discussing with you, but those researchers should be damned, if you beat me for this, it's up to you."

Another ruler was drawn on the side of his thigh, blood dripped from the mark, Bai Chunian's body trembled invisibly, but he still looked dissatisfied.

Rimbaud hadn't been really angry for many years. He also calmed down for a while, bowed his head and said, "Do you think you did it perfectly? If Eris succeeds, people all over the world will target you. Of course, I'm not afraid." , do you dare to say that you are not afraid?"

"No, I'm sure." Bai Chunian raised his face, "Satan has predicted all the possibilities of this matter for me, no matter who comes to stop me, it will be useless."

Rimbaud raised his eyelids slightly: "Divination of a different future... You need at least A3 level to do it."

"With me here, he can do it." Bai Chunian gritted his teeth and forced a smile, "The Wuxiang Stalker made an alibi for me at the Fishing Festival in Aphid City, and the reptile and Duan Yang made me an intrusion copy chip. Taking the chip will destroy all the data left there, and no one will know that I did it."

"Crazy." Rimbaud slammed down the ruler forcefully, "These days you are out of your mind and don't know what you are thinking, and you pester me obe just to make me fall asleep and then sneak out in the middle of the night. I am very disappointed that you deceived me."

"Give it back to me." Lan Bo grabbed the spar collar around Bai Chunian's neck, and when it touched his fingertips, the collar melted back to the form of the Dead Sea core rock, and snatched it back into his hand, "Because I gave you this, you Just mess around."

Bai Chunian grabbed his wrist to prevent him from taking it back, his eyes were wide open: "No, don't take this away."

Lan Bo shook off his hand, raised the spar ruler and drew it on Bai Chunian's hand, and drew blood marks on Bai Chunian's body several times in succession. There was a layer of cold sweat, and the eyelashes were wet.

"Aren't you in pain?" Bai Chunian lowered his head, water drops hung on the tip of his nose, and whispered in a trembling voice, "I was born in a training base, I don't care how they tortured me and trained me, but they treat you like that. No, damn it, even if the president knows that he wants to fire me, I will kill them. If you don’t hurt me, I will hurt. I can’t sleep or eat. I can’t accept it. Will Christians allow others to trample on Jesus? Same, this is out of control at all. And my little white fish, no more, they also throw it on the ground rudely, take ct images, so how can there be a way to survive. I haven't played enough, all of them Can't live."

Rimbaud took a few shallow breaths and stopped.

Bai Chunian looked up at him, clear and free of impurities: "You hit me, does it hurt?"

"Go wash up." Rimbaud turned his back on him.

Bai Chunian struggled to get up, leaned on the wall and limped into the bathroom.

Rimbaud wiped off the pearly particles oozing from the corners of his eyes, rubbed his flesh, climbed onto the bed in the bedroom, and lay on his side pretending to be asleep. Didn't sleep in the fish tank this time.

After a while, Bai Chunian came back from the shower and quietly walked to the bed. Seeing that Rimbaud had fallen asleep, he gently squeezed onto the bed.

Obviously the bed behind Lan Bo was bigger, Bai Chunian insisted on squeezing into Lan Bo's arms, buried his head in his chest, bowed his body, and slowly closed his eyes.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for so many days, his body was exhausted long ago, a big stone fell to his heart, smelling the faint smell of Rimbaud, he lost consciousness in a drowsy state.

Rimbaud opened his eyes slightly, and gently rubbed Alpha's hair buried in his arms.

He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, slowly pressed the keys, found the camera function, and took a photo of Bai Chunian who was unconscious in his arms without being proficient.

The damage caused by the Dead Sea Heart Rock to the experimental subject cannot be healed quickly. At this time, Bai Chunian's body was covered with scars left by the ruler, which looked very serious.

Rimbaud slowly opened the number, found Yan Yi's name, stretched out his index finger a little clumsily to press the letters one by one, and edited a sentence: "I've been beaten. Bones, three of them were broken."

Then send the photo over.