Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 13 No. 011

underground garage.

The bald man had his hands tied behind his back, his nose bruised and his face swollen.

But there was still a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, as if he didn't care about his own life or death.

Xu Ding was a little helpless: "Master, he still doesn't say anything, his mouth is very hard."

Lu Yanxiao was silent at first, as if he didn't hear what he said at all.

He didn't realize that the cigarette butt had burned out until he felt his fingertips get slightly hot and his hand shook slightly.

"Go out! I'll talk to him!"

Lu Yanxiao dragged a chair.

He leaned gently on the back of the chair, raised Erlang's legs naturally, and looked at each other calmly in a relaxed and elegant state.

In the next second, he completely ignored the other party's existence, lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone, played games, and put him aside.

As time passes by, apart from the game sound, I can no longer feel any existence.

The neglected bald man finally couldn't help but speak out in order to brush his presence angrily:
"Master Lu, don't you want to ask me?"

Lu Yanxiao stopped touching the game interface with his thumb, paused for a second, then raised his head slightly, his thin lips parted slightly, and there was a bit of disdain in his tone of voice:

"If I asked you, would you say it?"

The bald man stared at him with interest, and the evil smile on his lips gradually deepened: "I can only say, you should just accept the reality!"

"is it?"

"I didn't expect that the rumored Doctor Q was still a little girl. She was so young and pretty, but she was a little stubborn, not very obedient, and even wanted to run away... It's a pity."

Doctor Q was caught by them?

Or a young girl?
she is dead?
Lu Yanxiao's eyes flickered slightly, and his heart twitched, as if he was choked by an inescapable fate.

Even the hope that the last bit might be healed bubbled away.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and returned to normal, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and chuckled disdainfully:
"Really? Do you think I'll believe what you say?"

"Believe it or not, I've already said what I should say. No. 011, you can't escape our palms."

Number 011...

It is obviously a number that is too simple to be simple,

For Lu Yanxiao,

It was the beginning of a nightmare.

"No. 011, the first experiment failed!"

"No. 011, the second experiment failed!"

……

"No. 011, No. 19 experiments were successful!"

"No. 011, increase the dose!!"

"No. 011, the painless experiment begins!"

"No. 011, first-level pain experiment, no pain."

These voices, without the slightest emotion, seemed to be endless loops, playing over and over in his mind without stopping, irritating his fragile nerves.

Once that thin body was tied to the cold operating table,
To prove that he was completely painless,
They not only experiment with medical instruments,

And beat him with fists and sticks,
Even deliberately stabbed his body with sharp sharp objects.

He has no pain,
But the blood that seeped out of his body was like an unstoppable stream of water, giving him a sense of near-death fear.
So much so that the sequelae are left behind, and I dare not even look at a drop of blood, for fear of evoking those terrifying memories.

"Shut up! Shut up for me!!"

An uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, staring at the other party fiercely, his fingers curled into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged, hitting his face again and again.

The bald man couldn't open his eyes a little, but there was a cruel smile on the corner of his lips, without any struggle, let him vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)