Mu Yao threw the U disk on the ground, then took a hammer from outside, and hammered the U disk in front of Yan Zheng to pieces.

Mu Yao looked up at Yan Zheng, and said proudly with a smile on her lips: "You don't have to worry about why it is in my hands. You just need to know that this has been destroyed now."

"Oh, I forgot, there's you." Mu Yao walked to Yan Zheng, opened his mouth, and poured a small can of liquid in it.

Yan Zheng tried hard to struggle, but now he was not strong at all, his whole body was as soft as freshly cooked noodles.

Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only watch Mu Yao pour things into his mouth.

The liquid entered the throat, and a burning sensation rose from the throat, as if it was holding a piece of hot iron in the throat, and the pain spreads in the throat and mouth.

Yan Zheng was so painful that he rolled on the ground, his twitching body, forehead, and blue veins on his neck all showed his pain at this moment.

After a while, the pain dissipated. Yan Zheng raised his weak eyelids, stared at Mu Yao, and opened his mouth to say something, but found that he could not say anything.

I could only make a hoarse sound of "ahhhh".

But this was just the beginning of his pain. Mu Yao walked towards Yan Zheng, half-squatted down and looked at him who was lying on the ground in a mess, "You are in such a pain now, why haven't those zombies come to save you yet?"

Yan Zheng's thoughts were also taken away by Mu Yao, and he suddenly thought that he could control the zombies.

Yes, he still has zombies, he won’t lose, he still has a chance.

Yan Zheng's eyes lit up and he began to silently recite the expectation in his heart.

But the next second, Mu Yao exposes his fantasy.

"But, you can't control zombies at all, because it's Yan Xie who can really control zombies." Mu Yao turned to look at Yan Xie behind her and gave him a look.

Yan Xie understood what Mu Yao meant and immediately used his mental power to summon nearby zombies. After a while, a group of zombies rushed out.

Mu Yao was afraid that Yan Zheng would not be able to see it, so she opened the door to the maximum with great care.

"Yan Xie, let those zombies give us Teacher Yan a moment of silence."

Yan Xie responded and immediately used his mental power to control the zombies. The next second, all of the zombies really lowered their heads and looked like they were silent.

Then, Mu Yao made several small requests, and Yan Xie asked the zombies to do the same.

Now, Yan Zheng also completely understood that it was not him who could really control the zombies. What he thought was that Mu Yao and Yan Xie deliberately fooled him.

Yan Zheng's eyes were full of resentment, jealousy and resentment.

Mu Yao completely ignored Yan Zheng's eyes and said proudly with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Not only that, do you still feel that you can't use your strength now?"

"Yan Xie and I deliberately mobilize you by controlling the zombies, making you proud of your abilities, but we feel that it is not enough. What should you do at this time?"

"That is naturally to strengthen your strength, so you returned to the research base and found the only two bottles of potions left, but I added something to it. From now on, you will be like this, living like a pool of mud."

Mu Yao raised her eyebrows and a bad smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yan Zheng realized at this moment that from beginning to end, he was just a piece in the game of Mu Yao and Yan Xie. He fell into their trap and was fooled around without knowing it.

He felt his heart was so blocked that he couldn't breathe, as if he was hit by a rock falling from the sky, and it hit his heart heavily, hurting and stuffy, and he felt like he was about to faint in the next second.

A violent anger and hatred surged, and a fishy sweetness passed through Yan Zheng's throat, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, as if it was a sign of agitated heart.

He looked up at Mu Yao, his eyes covered with red bloodshot were wide open, his eyes were full of cracks, and his inner body was occupied by fierce anger, resentment and murderous intent. His eyes seemed to want to tear Mu Yao into pieces and crush his bones and ashes.

Looking at Yan Zheng's eyes, Mu Yao smiled instead of anger. The next second, she raised her hand and slapped Yan Zheng twice.

Her tone was full of coldness, "Yan Zheng, have you not yet reacted to your situation? You are just a stray dog ​​now. You must have the awareness of being a dog, do you know?"

Mu Yao stood up and took out a piece of toilet paper from her pocket to wipe her hands.

The next second, her hand was held and she felt a slight cool moistness on her fingertips.

Mu Yao turned around and found that Yan Xiezheng was holding a wet wipe to wipe her hands, and his movements were gentle and careful, helping her clean her hands bit by bit.

The atmosphere on Mu Yao and Yan Xie is gentle and romantic, like a TV series, while Yan Zheng is full of gloom.

The atmospheres on both sides are completely different.

Yan Zheng looked up at the happy two people, and was even more angry and unwilling to accept it. He looked at the two people with resentment, and silently cursed them in his heart.

Mu Yao turned around and saw Yan Zheng's eyes. When she saw it, she didn't think of anything good in her heart.

Mu Yao raised her foot and kicked Yan Zheng's face, and the sole of her shoe hit Yan Zheng's nose. At that moment, Yan Zheng felt that the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and the pain made him cry.

He subconsciously wanted to cover his nose with his hands, but his tendons were broken and he could not move at all.

Bright red blood flowed out of his nose, adding another touch of color to Yan Zheng's bruised and swollen face.

Yan Zheng was so painful that he never dared to look around again. He could only lower his head and lower his eyes, looking like he was a little low.

Yan Xie looked at Yan Zheng like this and felt very relieved.

Mu Yao still remembered what she once told Yan Xie when she advised him to make a long-term plan, that is, one day, Yan Zheng would definitely lie at his feet and beg him.

Mu Yao lowered her eyes and looked at Yan Zheng on the ground, and said to Yan Xie beside her, "Yan Xie, what should we do with him? Should we kill him now? Or should we wait for the people from the capital to come and hand him over?"

Mu Yao said, blinking her eyes and giving Yan Xie a look.

Yan Xie took Mu Yao's words, and his low voice was fierce, "Of course I handed him over. He loves to do human experiments so much. I don't know how many people have harmed. This kind of pain must be experienced by him."

"Well, too." Mu Yao nodded, "Some people have done so many human experiments before, and they even did not hesitate to do experiments on their own sons. They looked at others in pain and had no compassion at all, but they just felt happy and happy about the success of the research."

"I just don't know if he can laugh like before when he lies on the test bench and can't move, watching others insert the tubes on him for experiments."

Listening to Mu Yao say this, Yan Zheng's body trembled, and his quick blinking eyelashes exposed his anxiety.

He used to do experiments for others, but he had seen too many deaths on the experimental bench, and those experiments were particularly painful.

No one knows better than him how painful it is to do those experiments.

He could not imagine that he was tied to the platform, enduring the endless pain, and the feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die.

It's really better to be beaten to death by Yan Xie now.
Chapter completed!