After a long time, the man seemed to have finally finished his business. He turned around and walked over to a small table with a set of chemical test tube instruments, which he seemed to have completely forgotten about 11 and didn't even notice it, but instead poured some colored liquid into these tubes and carefully mixed them together. It was as if what he was holding in his hand at the moment was not a test tube, but a pile of high-powered explosives that would explode if one was not careful.

As the man turned around, 11 also saw his countenance. It's a man, and his appearance age should be around forty or fifty years old. However, his face is dry and yellow, and he seems to lack nutrition for a long time, and he does not pay attention to maintenance. It made him look like an old man in his seventies and eighties, especially the long silver hair, which was always conspicuous.

11 He stared at him for a long time, and concluded in his heart that this man must be a madman of science. His head is long, messy, and dirty, and he is supposed to be a person who doesn't pay attention to his appearance. He is not very old, but he looks very old, and his face is not nutritious, and only those crazy people who specialize in studying things will be like this, and they don't pay attention to their diet. His body was very thin, and there was almost a little flesh left. His skin was dry, too, but he didn't seem to care about these things, all he had in his eyes was the instruments.

What surprised 11 the most was his eyes, which always glittered, a fiery glow in a state of excitement.

What a madman, maybe in his eyes there is only real yàn.

After a long time, the madman finally let out a long breath and carefully poured out the liquid from the test tube and set it aside.

At this point, he seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at 11.

The four eyes met, and the space was suddenly extraordinarily quiet.

Both looked at each other, blinking, and neither spoke. This atmosphere is very weird, if this madman is a beautiful woman, maybe it won't make people feel weird, but it's a dirty and thin old man, and both men are staring at each other, this ......

After a while, 11 first felt that something was wrong, and opened his mouth slightly to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

The madman never reacted, his eyes still fixed on 11, frowning slightly.

After another moment, the madman finally moved, and he walked to 11's bedside and reached out to touch 11's exposed lower abdomen.

11 cold sweat direct ......

The madman looked down in contemplation, and after a moment turned and walked over to a cabinet, opened the door and took out a small bottle of black liquid. Then he used the syringe to pull out half a needle, returned to 11, and injected all the liquid in the syringe into 11's stomach.

11 Stared at this madman "doing whatever he wanted" on himself, but he was powerless to resist, and his body couldn't move at all.

The madman fumbled for a moment and then dragged his chin with one hand, his lips moving slightly, as if he was talking to himself, but he didn't make a sound.

After a while, the madman attached a long glass tube next to the bed to 11's lower abdomen, and then ran to the edge of the bed, looking at an LCD screen on it.

11 Really depressed, how can there be such a person? I didn't say a word from beginning to end, I just took care of myself and messed around with him, and I didn't care if others agreed or not.

It's a pity that he can't speak now, otherwise he really wants to ask who this madman is, why is he here, and what is it that he injected himself?

After watching the LCD screen for a while, the madman removed the glass tube attached to 11's lower abdomen and took two black discus-like things and stuck them to his lower abdomen. The two discus had countless thin wires connected to a nearby instrument, and the madman walked to the instrument, looked at 11, and then turned his head to press one of the buttons on it.

11Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if a knife had pierced it, and it was stirring incessantly, and this pain was unbearable.

The madman frowned and spun one of the knobs on the instrument.

11's body trembled violently a few times, and then he lay straight on the bed, never moving again.

The madman let out a long sigh of relief, looked at 11, who had passed out, and then looked at the pressure needle on the instrument, and said in a voice as dry as his skin: "This little guy is too powerful, isn't it? ”

After thinking for a moment, the madman picked up a watch on the instrument table and looked at it carefully. If 11 had been awake at the moment, he would have been surprised. This watch is the same "devil" watch that has been wearing in his hand, and this kind of watch should not be taken off at all unless there is a special equipment for the "devil". If it is forcibly removed, the miniature bomb device inside the watch will activate on its own, and the watch will explode into a froth. Of course, there have also been members who wanted to leave the "devil" and ruthlessly cut off their entire hand, thinking that in this way they could get rid of the "devil's" control. But they didn't know that there was also a pulse sensing device inside the watch, and if they couldn't sense the pulse in their hands, the watch would immediately activate an explosive device.

At this moment, this madman was able to take off this watch unharmed, is he a high-ranking member of the "Devil"? But this should be in the Dragon Country, and the "Devil" does not have any base in the Dragon Country, nor does it have any members here.

If it wasn't the "devil" man, then how did he take off this watch?

The madman took the watch in his hand and looked at it for a moment, his eyes sparkling from time to time, obviously approving for the precision of the watch.

Sighing, the madman put down his watch gently, turned around and continued to work on the test tube liquid just now.

11I don't know how long I've been lying here, or how many times I've woken up during that time, but I know that every time I woke up, the madman would grope around him, and then inject half a needle of black liquid into his stomach, and then stun him with the two discus.

11 knew that he had been lying here for a long time, but strangely he had never felt hungry, perhaps because of the black liquid, or because the madman had injected him with enough nourishment while he was unconscious.

And this madman, 11 has never seen him eat, and every time he wakes up, the madman is busy doing things. It wasn't until he woke up that he ran to inject him with liquid and knocked him unconscious.

11 was very uncomfortable, this feeling of being controlled by himself really made him very unhappy, if his body could move, 11 would definitely kill this madman without hesitation, but he couldn't move at all.

Later, 11 simply stopped caring about it, and every time he woke up and let the madman inject him with liquid, and then fainted, he was almost used to it.

It's just that he never said a word to the madman, and the madman occasionally moved his lips as if talking to himself, but he wouldn't make a sound.

Time passes in this boring and weird atmosphere......