Chapter 1958: Capture and Trap in Huguang Twenty-Seven
Late at night, in the luxurious suite on the top floor of the Grand Hotel in Cairo.
"Woo?!" The cat-man boy Mutt, who was still sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a pain in his neck.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a gray-white shadow in the darkness riding on him, with a blood-red fierce light in his eyes, strangling the cat-man boy's throat with both hands.
"Uh-huh!" The power was so huge that Mutt only felt a fatal suffocation. If it weren't for the special "rubber man" physique of the cat-man boy, Mutt's throat would have actually been choked by this overwhelming force at this moment.
If the throat is pinched, even the cervical spine will be broken!
However, what he was doing now was not much better than having his throat broken and his cervical vertebrae broken. His throat was held so tightly by the other party that he could not breathe at all. His body began to become paralyzed, his head began to become congested, and he felt that
His head is about to become a burst balloon! If this continues, even if he doesn't die from lack of oxygen, he will definitely die first due to cerebral congestion!
(So painful!)
(Save me!)
(Stupid tiger?)
He thought he was being attacked at this moment, but when he turned his head in despair and tried to ask for help from Albert who was sleeping next to him, he suddenly discovered that Albert was not there at all.
No, stupid tiger didn't move from the place where he originally slept.
He just turned into the violent shadow that was strangling the cat-man boy in front of Mutt!
The figure who is strangling Mutt's throat with both hands and trying to kill the cat-man boy is Albert!
The tiger is going crazy!
(I see.)
At that moment, Mutt completely understood everything.
(So, it’s really a step too late.)
(Have they already injected you with that medicine?)
If it is true, then it is already too late and there is no way to go back.
(sorry)
(All this is my fault)
Tears of remorse shed from the corners of the cat boy's eyes. In front of him, the frantic Albert was strangling his neck with both hands, trying to kill Mutt. However, at this moment, the cat boy did not struggle.
Cheng's purple-black face was as calm as water. At the last moment of his life, he looked lovingly at the mad tiger in front of him.
He used the last bit of strength he had left to raise his hand and brush it towards Albert's face.
His vision gradually became blurred, which was caused by the darkness caused by lack of oxygen, the blur caused by the severe pain, and the tears pouring from the corners of his eyes.
However, this did not stop him from watching him.
Mutt's kitten paw gently landed on Albert's face, not a blow, but a gentle caress.
(Bye now.)
(This is fine.)
(I have no regrets about dying in your hands.)
He was speechless, he could only hide everything in his heart and transform all the emotions he wanted to express into this gentle touch.
This was his final farewell to Albert.
The scene in front of Mutt began to shrink and be replaced by darkness. He was about to go into shock due to suffocation.
However, at this moment, Albert suddenly trembled all over.
I don't know why, but the young tiger man suddenly recovered from his rage.
"Mutt?" He felt the cat boy's hand sliding across his cheek, and the gentle caress instantly turned into a weak fall. The shocked Albert released his grip on the cat boy.
Throat hands.
He originally expected to hear the other person cough immediately after releasing his hands around the other person's throat, and see the cat-man boy regain his breathing. However, such a thing did not happen. Mutt's face was still purple and black, and his breathing stopped.
.
Oops. Is he really dead?
Albert frowned. The only emergency method he could think of at this time was to
I don't know how long it took, but the cat-man boy suddenly regained consciousness from shock.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" As consciousness and breathing returned, Mutt coughed violently.
"Uh, ha, ha, ha." He covered his neck. There were still two serious bruises on his neck. It would hurt even if he touched it with his hands. Although the cat boy had a special rubbery constitution, he
He managed to avoid having his throat broken and his vertebrae broken by the opponent's violent grasp, but he would inevitably suffer some injuries.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh," it took him a long time to catch his breath, and he felt a strange coldness on his face and mouth.
"Did you just say that?" Mutt asked in a low voice as soon as he could start to speak.
"Let's not worry about what happened just now." Albert said it in one sentence and began to ask earnestly: "Are you okay? Are you not dead yet? Are you going to be sent to the hospital?"
"Not dead." The cat boy replied coldly: "It's you, stupid tiger, how did you regain your senses?"
"What do you call regaining your sanity?" Albert looked confused: "I don't even know what I just did. Suddenly I felt drowsy and my body started to move on its own. Then I felt your hand
Touched my face. Then I woke up from the drowsy sleepwalking state."
Mutt was silent for a while before replying: "That's not sleepwalking."
"What is that?"
"They must have injected you with [the drug] after they captured you."
"That kind of medicine?"
"A drug that can destroy [free will] in your body." The cat boy rubbed his neck and whispered: "Once you are injected with that kind of thing, you will never come back. You will become their puppet and toy.
Let them be at their mercy, suffer, and even do harmful things for them. Even if you know very well that you cannot do this or listen to what they say, your body is no longer your body and it will no longer obey your orders."
Albert only felt a chill running down his spine.
Mutt came over and hugged Albert, burying his head in the tiger's chest: "But it's great. That medicine doesn't work, and you are still you. Their medicine that can destroy free will is still a half-finished product, and Sven
Dad Kes knew that things would turn out like this early on, so he prepared preventive medicine for you. Their medicine was ineffective, but the preventive medicine worked, which is really great."
Albert suddenly recalled something: "The preventive medicine you are talking about, could it be the unpleasant protein drink that someone made me drink before?"
"That's it."
"So what exactly is that? It always feels hard to swallow, and it even has a fishy smell." Albert became more and more suspicious.
"That's, uh, something separated from the protein peptides in the body of people who have antibodies to [free will destroyer]. It's like a serum." Mutt said hesitantly: "Anyway, in any case, it works.
That’s it, you don’t need to delve into it too much.”
"Hmm," Albert hummed suspiciously.
Then Mutt suddenly pushed Tiger away and climbed out of bed in a hurry: "I have to take a shower."
"What?" From the cat boy's nervous behavior, Albert suddenly understood something, and he felt funny: "You kid was obviously suffocated just now, and you are actually so excited that you are wet?"
"It turned out like this because I was about to suffocate to death." The cat boy said with a red face, weakly holding on to the wall and slowly moving towards the bathroom.
It sounds like that is true. Albert has also heard similar rumors. When a person (especially a man) hangs himself, a physiological reaction will occur due to rapid congestion of the whole body. Just now, Mutt was strangled.
The state of shock is already a near-death experience. It is not surprising at all that there will be physiological reactions similar to hanging and congestion.
"Oh." Albert stopped laughing. Just now, Mutt probably felt sticky in his pants, and he had to reluctantly talk so much to the tiger man youth. Only when he noticed the changes in his body did he become so embarrassed.
He ran away even though he had been severely deprived of oxygen and was so weak that he could not stand firmly.
Plop! Albert could hear the sound of the cat boy falling to the ground from the bathroom.
"Are you okay, meow?" Albert then shouted.
"It's okay! I can handle it," Mutt responded weakly.
How could it be okay? That kid was just trying to show off his strength.
Albert struggled to get up from the bed. He was seriously injured and his internal organs were in a mess. After a short sleep, he regained some strength. At least the strength he had when he went crazy just now was strong enough to strangle a cat.
He is young.
He climbed to the window and sat down, rubbing his chest and abdomen, which were in a mess and still aching, while hesitating whether to go to the bathroom to check on Mutt. The cat boy had just suffered from severe cerebral hypoxia and was in shock.
, now he has to forcefully climb out of bed and run to take a shower. The worst case scenario may be that he goes into cerebral congestive shock again and finally drowns in the bathtub. God knows.
Albert thought it was better not to take such a risk. He got out of bed, resisted the pain and stinging all over his body, and slowly moved to the bathroom.
At least he has an immortal body, so he won't die even if he acts like this.
"Hey?!" The cat boy, who finally took off his dirty pants and was applying shower gel on himself, was startled when he saw Tiger pushing the door open and saying, "What are you doing here? You didn't see me.
Do you want to take a shower here?! Get out quickly!"
"I'm just worried, so I came here to take a look." Albert said, but he shamelessly took off his clothes. He ignored the objections of the cat boy and walked straight to the bathtub, even with the clothes on his body.
I didn't even bother to untie the dense bandages, so I jumped into the bathtub where a pool of hot water had just been placed.
"You must be kidding me," the cat boy said while trying his best to cover his lower body.
"Hmm." The tiger who was soaking in the hot water felt that his whole body suddenly relaxed a lot. At least the pain on his body was relieved: "It's really bliss, bliss. Why don't you come over and take a dip?"
"You jumped in without washing your body," Mutt complained in a low voice, while using the faucet to wash away the foam on his body.
"Everyone is dirty anyway and can never be completely cleaned." Albert said something full of philosophy.
The cat boy didn't answer. He quickly wrapped a towel around his lower body to cover his shame, and jumped into the pool.