Clone No. 21 couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the tempting meals, and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily. However, he still did not relax his vigilance, and just stared at Horsang without saying a word.
"Why, you're not afraid that I'll poison you, are you? I tried so hard to rescue you from the Security Bureau just to poison you with my own hands? I seem to be the kind of person who has nothing to do.
"?" Horsang looked dumbfounded.
He looked at clone No. 21, who had not come near him for a long time, and shook his head helplessly.
He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the food, and then took a bite of the porridge with a spoon, and then said: "Look, nothing happened, right? From now on, you can stay here with peace of mind, I never want to
It will hurt your life. After King Anduo heard about your ability, he was overjoyed and wanted to recruit you. I also always hope that you can bring your value to Huailin City."
Clone No. 21 silently observed Horsang and saw that there was nothing unusual about him after eating. Then he rushed to the dining table with confidence, picked up the lunch box and ate hungrily.
He was so hungry now that he ate as if a hungry ghost possessed him, and he ate all the food in a short time. He choked and coughed twice, quickly picked up the bowl, and drank the porridge in big gulps.
The porridge was not as hot as the food, and it was not full. The portion was not too large. It only took a few seconds for clone 21 to drink it all.
Horsang looked at him with a smile and nodded with satisfaction. "That's right. Eat well and sleep well, so that you can last longer. I don't want you to die here before I finish the research.
"
Clone No. 21 was stunned and asked: "What do you mean by this?"
Holsang sneered and said: "What do you think is the biggest role you can play? We will never let someone who is not somewhat loyal go to the battlefield for us, let alone expect you to fight bloody battles for Huailin City. Good job
Be my research sample and let me figure out your special abilities, which is the greatest meaning of your life."
"What on earth do you want to do?" Clone No. 21 panicked and broke into a cold sweat for a while.
He stumbled back, then rushed to the door in panic, trying to rush out. But the door was locked, and he had no way to escape.
Horsang followed step by step and said faintly: "Don't be so afraid, I won't kill you. Before I get the results of my research, I will definitely value your life more than anyone else. What you need to do is,
Just cooperate obediently."
Clone No. 21 shook the doorknob desperately, trying to break through the door with all his strength. However, he gradually felt confused and weak, and his legs became a little weak.
He held onto the wall and tried to support his body. "What's going on with me?"
Holsang said: "There is nothing wrong with the food I brought, but I smeared a ring of poison on the rim of the porridge bowl. I knew you would look like you were reincarnated as a starving ghost.
I don’t have the patience to eat porridge with a spoon.”
Clone No. 21 did not expect him to be so cunning. He was sweating and could hardly open his eyes.
He really regretted not being vigilant enough and falling into the hands of Horsang.
Not long after, clone No. 21 gradually became exhausted. He tremblingly grabbed the door handle and leaned weakly against the wall. Soon, he even lost the strength to stand, and could only slowly sit down.
On the ground.
Horsang bent down and whispered: "Stop struggling, just treat it as a good sleep."
"Go away!" Clone No. 21 said angrily.
He has lived under the shadow of the Ghost Eye since he was born, had to lose his freedom, and underwent cruel training for a long time. In order to show his identity as the Ghost Eye when necessary, he would bear all risks for him. Then he was maintained.
The security bureau caught him and unfortunately he was imprisoned.
Now that he has finally escaped, how can he become a tool for others to use again? Doesn't he deserve freedom in this life and live for himself?
Clone No. 21 pushed Horsang away as hard as he could and stood up unsteadily.
Holsang, who was pushed away by him, showed an impatient look and said quietly: "You really shouldn't be so ignorant."
He stretched out his hand, and a hard metal object quickly wrapped around his right hand.
"Don't come here, don't come here..." Clone No. 21 said in a trembling voice. He was covered in cold sweat and his eyes were gradually blurred.
Horsang grabbed his neck and said coldly: "On my territory, you should listen to me honestly."
His hard fingers soon left a circle of red marks on the neck of Clone No. 21. Clone No. 21 gasped hard and no longer had the strength to struggle.
Coupled with the effect of the previous drug, clone No. 21 soon collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.
Horsang stood at the door and shouted: "Everyone, come in."
Several Hronks opened the door from the outside. They walked into the room and stood respectfully at the door, waiting for Horsang's next instructions. They looked at Horsang's hands that were as strong as iron, and couldn't help but reveal some expressions.
With a look of fear, one of them asked diligently: "Doctor, are you not injured?"
Horsang said calmly: "Don't worry, it won't take me much effort to deal with such a half-dead guy."
He took out a syringe and quickly drew a tube of blood from clone No. 21. Clone No. 21 fell to the ground motionless, unconscious at this moment.
Holsang said: "You guys, tie him up first and send him to my laboratory."
"Yes." Several Hronks tied up Clone No. 21 and carried him unconscious out of the room.
Holsang, who was left alone, looked at the bright red blood in the syringe, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Gui Mu, Gui Mu, I will definitely find a way to deal with you, let's just wait and see."
****
One day at noon, Liu Weike and Gu Siyi were eating lunch in the cafeteria. Gu Siyi kept putting meat in Liu Weike's bowl and said, "Eat more quickly, I see you have lost weight recently."
Liu Weike said angrily: "Oh, how can I eat so much? If I get fatter, I won't be able to run anymore. How will I deal with the ICV people then? You should eat well and rest well. Look at you.
His face is always so pale."
Martina, who was holding a dinner plate, came over in a slim voice. She curled her lips and rolled her eyes, then sat down next to Liu Weike: "You two are so tired, you still have to give in to a few pieces of meat. Why?
,Didn’t the Security Bureau pay you both enough wages?”
