"Dean, the group of escaped patients has been arrested and entered into the security room, but their ward has been destroyed. How should they be arranged?"
The security captain called the dean of the mental hospital.
"Send them all to the eighth floor, where there are many vacancies."
The voice on the other side of the phone sounded gentle and elegant, which made people feel good about it.
"By the way, is Cang Ming coming out? He is not in the surveillance."
There was a slight smile in the gentle and elegant voice, as if greeting a friend who hadn't been seen for a long time.
"Yes, he is in the security room now, do you need me to bring him over to answer the phone?"
"Is he so good today?"
On the other side of the phone, avoiding the question of the security captain, he said with a smile.
"Yes, he seemed to be led by the girl next to him, and he didn't resist."
The security captain recalled the previous situation and replied to the dean.
"Oh~ is it? Okay, I have something to do, so I won't talk more."
The other side of the phone hung up neatly, leaving the poor security captain holding the phone and looking around blankly.
After a few seconds, the security captain reacted and rubbed his nose angrily.
Is it so impatient to chat with him
In a bright office on the ninth floor of the mental hospital, a man with gold glasses is sitting on an office chair, playing with a scalpel in his hand.
"It seems that I have another interesting toy."
The man's pale to transparent fingers touched the blade of the scalpel, and after a while, a wisp of bright red blood slipped from the scalpel.
Seeing the ray of red, the man's breathing was slightly heavy, and his eyes under the lenses suddenly flashed with excitement.
Suddenly, the man lifted his finger and licked it lightly. The blood was eaten by him.
"Hehe, I really want to taste the blood of the new toy."
Da Mao Mao, who was placed on the bookshelf, stood up stiffly, not daring to move.
Oh oh oh...
Dad, when will you come to rescue me! !
It was taken away by this man not long after it entered the world, and then he stayed here for a day and a night.
Here it saw a series of sorrowful operations by the man over there.
People in hospital gowns are often brought up here, and this man will skin and draw blood from the patient, and then...
Thinking of this, Da Maomao rolled in his belly and wanted to vomit it out.
It saw several people in white coats drank the blood that they drank, and even after drinking, they even grinned, showing their teeth stained red with blood.
Da Maomao's delicate body trembled, and he was crying in his heart.
Dad, come and save me! ! !
"Oh, you moved again, so what the hell are you?"
The man stood up, took Da Maomao off the shelf and placed it on the desk, looking at it with a gentle smile.
Da Maomao stiffened again, like a real rag doll.
"Stop pretending, I saw it all."
The scalpel in the man's hand cut through Da Maomao's body, revealing the white cotton inside.
Da Maomao cocked in his heart.
On horseback! ! !
This is the body that its father chose for it, and someone dared to cut it! ! !
Da Maomao leaped up suddenly, like a small cannonball against the man's door.
The man snorted and tore off the big fur that was only a layer of skin.
Tick—
A ray of red hit the desktop, and the man's face went black.
He likes to see red blood, but he doesn't like being beaten and bleeding!
The man pinched the thick layer of fur, and the eyes under the lenses were shining dangerously.
How could such a soft layer of skin bleed heavily from his nose
"What's your secret? Tell me, I might even help you sew your body and send you back to your master."
The man slowly wiped the blood from his nose, his pale to almost transparent fingers pinched the big hairs.
Da Maomao pretended to be dead again, quietly sitting in the hands of the man.
Seeing that Da Maomao didn't cooperate, a small flame suddenly appeared next to the man.
"Otherwise, I will burn you directly."
Although the words in the man's mouth sounded like he was discussing with Da Maomao, the flame in his palm was approaching Da Maomao's body with only a layer of skin left.
Da Maomao felt suffocated for a while, directing his body with only a layer of skin to thump continuously.
Dad, if you don't come again, Ben Maomao will die here!
After Da Maomao enters the small world, he can only rely on Suwei to go back to the wisdom brain space, because Suwei controls the connection between it and the wisdom brain space.
And this man is very strange, obviously his data shows that he is an ordinary person, but there is a strange power in him, it can't power him at all!
So it is now a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Say or not?"
The flame gradually approached, and the hot tongue licked Da Maomao's little feet, scorching the hairs on its little feet and feet to black.
Oh~
My body! !
The flames flew up along Da Maomao's snow-white fur, Da Maomao flopped desperately, but said nothing.
A hint of irritability flashed through the man's eyes, he took the flames from his palms, and then he threw Da Maomao into a fish tank not far away.
Da Maomao's whole body was immersed in the water, and in front of him were small fishes constantly swimming around.
Oh~
It's pissed off! !
It hasn't been so miserable around that female pirate! !
When he sees his father, he must sue, and then let his father kill this little bitch! !
Wow —
The man stretched out his hand to lift Da Maomao out. Da Maomao's body was full of water, and water was dripping down.
"It's so ugly!"
The man disliked Da Maomao with two fingers, opened the door, and walked slowly to the laboratory.
"Dean, what's the matter?"
The blood-stained doctor walked over with a smile on his face and looked at the man in reverence.
"Help me dry it."
With a look of disgust, the man handed the black, white, wet hair to the doctor who was covered in blood.
"Ok."
The doctor smiled and walked inside carrying Da Maomao.
After a minute, the bloody doctor came back with Da Maomao.
"Dean, here you are, I'll go back first."
The man squeezed Da Maomao casually and gave a hum, staring straight at the scene on the transparent glass side.
Da Maomao has seen the scene here a long time ago, even if he has seen it several times, but he still feels sick.
On the clear glass side was a man who had been cut to pieces, and the bright red blood stained the white sheets under him.
"Dean, wait a minute, we will be able to research it out soon, to ensure that you can completely strip Cang Min's ability and transfer it to you."
The man smiled lightly and nodded softly.
"Okay, you continue to study."