"Stop pretending! You just suffered a little injury and you have the nerve to complain. Do you know that I have endured the pain of being engulfed in fire, and my body was also penetrated by bullets. Compared with the suffering I have suffered
, What does your injury mean?" Cheng Mo said viciously.
"You...I don't know what you are talking about..." Song Zhixia looked at Cheng Mo in fear. Although the middle-aged man in front of her was haggard and thin, there were no obvious wounds on his body. It was not at all like what he said he had been.
Fire engulfed it.
Song Zhixia saw this man excited and crazy, and thought he was a lunatic.
She was afraid that the lunatic would hurt herself, so she turned around quickly and crawled to the ground to escape.
Cheng Mo grabbed her collar and said through gritted teeth: "Want to run away? It's not that easy!" He pulled Song Zhixia mercilessly and walked cautiously towards the icv building. At this moment, the building was in chaos.
, many people were lying on the ground in a mess, some were dying, and some had expired.
The strong smell of blood inside made Cheng Mo feel nauseated. He stepped on a pool of blood and pulled Song Zhixia up the stairs. Several guards who had fallen on the ground saw the two men, but they no longer had the strength to stop them.
"Where are you going to take me? Are you crazy? You have a great chance to escape from ICV, why do you want to come back?" Song Zhixia bent her knees and knelt on the ground in embarrassment. She grimaced in pain and was sweating coldly.
dripping.
"Of course I want to escape from here, but I can't survive in this world. I need a younger body! It was your father who made me become like this, but he was not prepared to help me. I
I can only hold you hostage and use your life to replace me with a more suitable body. Do you understand?" Cheng Mo pulled Song Zhixia up.
Song Zhixia was pulled hard by him, like a piece of cargo being dragged. A guard who had died was lying on the ground, blocking her way.
"Let me go first! Ah!" Song Zhixia yelled hastily, her body touching the guard's blood-covered face.
Cheng Mo looked at her contemptuously and said, "As an ICV person, shouldn't you be used to seeing dead people? How could you be so timid?" He pushed Song Zhixia, almost touching her face.
Go up to the bloody head of the guard.
The thick smell of blood poured into Song Zhixia's nostrils. She covered her mouth and retched twice, then rolled and stood up. However, her leg was seriously injured, so she lost her balance again before she could go far.
I accidentally knelt on the ground.
Cheng Mo smiled gleefully, like a child who had succeeded in his misfortune. His old, dark yellow face showed the unique childishness of a teenager.
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere. When you get there, you'll know what I just said." Cheng Mo pulled Song Zhixia to the dark and cold laboratory.
There were also some guards standing at the door of the laboratory. The door was riddled with holes, bullet marks were everywhere, and there were several cracks.
Cheng Mo pushed with his hand and opened the door effortlessly. He pushed Song Zhixia into the room and said viciously: "Open your eyes and see what your dad has done."
What's the matter?"
Song Zhixia curled up in pain, feeling that the bones in her legs were about to crack. The room was dark and cold, and there was no window, but it made people feel like there were gusts of cold wind, which instantly penetrated her clothes.
Song Zhixia raised her head and saw the transparent vessel containing the brain at a glance. She moved back a few steps in fear, and felt a wave of nausea. Although she knew that the ghost eyes were ruthless, capable of many evil deeds, and could even be cruel
He deliberately experimented on children, but he didn't know that he had such a secret laboratory.
Many people were lying motionless in the room, and the beds were so close together that they looked like tiles, neat and dense.
Cheng Mo's original body was beyond recognition and he had already been carried out of the laboratory. He walked to a boy and said: "Look, this is my best friend. He and I are actually the same age. We should both be
It’s the age to study in school and enjoy life.”
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and his tone became more and more excited. "But look what I have become now! An old guy with wrinkles on his face! This is all your father's fault, it's all him!"
Cheng Mo grabbed Song Zhixia's neck out of control and shouted in a hoarse voice. His bloodshot eyes were wide open with a very scary expression.
Although Song Zhixia was frightened by the brain in the vat and the room full of people, she still couldn't believe Cheng Mo's words. It was unreasonable for a teenage soul to run into the body of a middle-aged man.
But she didn't dare to refute Cheng Mo's words, for fear of angering him, she could only say cautiously: "It's useless for you to hold me hostage. You also know that my father is a ruthless person, and he doesn't care about my safety. In fact,
...As long as people are still alive, there is room for everything. You might as well leave here in the chaos, save your life first, and then consider the long term, maybe someone can help you."
"I won't leave! I'm so young, why do I get old and frail so early? Guimu said he would find a more suitable body for me, and he must keep his word!" Cheng Mo said emotionally
As he spoke, he turned back and looked at his haggard but still young friend, with a look of envy on his face.
His friend was lying quietly on the bed, seemingly unaware of everything around him. He was still alive and barely surviving on infusions. His arms also showed signs of being burned by fire, and there was a bullet in his chest.
Kong. But his appearance is far less terrifying than Cheng Mo's original body.
Song Zhixia said: "There is no point even if you wait here, my father will never come back here again."
"Shut up! Either you wait with me, or you become a poor guy lying here. It just so happens that I also want to learn Guimu's brain-changing technology, so it's perfect for you to be a test subject.
Yes." Cheng Mo glared at her fiercely.
Song Zhixia quickly kept silent, not daring to say another word.
Cheng Mo turned around, touched his friend's young face, and murmured: "It must be hard for you to lie here like this, unable to move. What's the difference between living like this and dying?"
"
Suddenly there was a painful scream in the corridor. Cheng Mo quickly turned around and saw Liu Weike being tightly wrapped around the waist by an iron chain.
The chain swung back and forth with great amplitude, throwing Liu Weike against the wall.