"Come here, my dear children. Dean Yang waved his hand and smiled.

The smile on his face is actually quite amiable, but for some reason it brings people a cold winter.

Mourning Night and Vic helped Du Yueming to subconsciously take two steps back, they touched the dark red metal fence, and the cold touch of the metal reminded them that there was no way back. Now they finally knew why the cowardly girl would kneel down for them before she arrived in Room Thirteen.

"Really, why are people getting more and more bold now? Me and you, do you see this activation structure with the biggest guy behind me? This guy was violent for the first time, he was smashing all over my laboratory, and he even made insulting remarks, but you see that he has a lot of responsibilities after electrotherapy now. That's a good boy. ”

Dean Yang whispered, and he chased the mechanical cat off his lap before standing up from his wheelchair.

The mechanical cat seemed to be a little conscious, and it ran to the side alone, found a metal screw to play with, and after two plays, it was probably hungry, and then it swallowed the screw.

This story actually tells us that some people are in wheelchairs not because they really can't stand up, but because they simply want to sit.

Mourning and Vic tried to exert their strength, but the shackles on their hands and feet trapped them to death, and they couldn't exert any power of fighting magic, and some of Mourning Night's weird secret techniques were also impossible to cast.

Dean Yang walked towards the trio step by step, his feet on the metal floor ping-pong, it should also be the texture of metal, it should be a pair of metal prosthetic legs.

At the same time, more than a dozen activated structures are also walking with the pace of Dean Yang. Their steps were sonorous, but they were very copper-handed, and unlike the cat, their sense of consciousness was weak, like a cold machine.

"I, I used to have a broken leg, and then I made a mechanical prosthetic leg for myself, but I still can't get rid of the habit of being in a wheelchair, in fact, I am also a poor person. Dean Yang had already come to Sanrao, he hunched his back and pinched Du Yueming's chin with his metal fingered hand, "Well, it's not a school to faint."

Mourning and Vic didn't say a word, the clearest thing they felt at the moment was the sound of their own heartbeat.

The three of them were pressed to the hospital bed, their tights in restraints, their steel locks secured, their shirts stripped off, and metal round electrodes attached to their chests and temples.

Among them, Mourning Night and Vic are those who are forced to operate by activating the structure, and Du Yueming has the largest hand, although it is the unconscious lotus is the hand of Dean Yang himself.

Dean Yang deliberately changed into a white coat, he put on a white coat, he looked like a doctor, and Doctor Dao was dressed like a doctor, but he was a plague doctor, this Dean Yang was a serious psychiatrist, and his highest meaning was to master thunder and lightning.

Dean Yang took a bottle of healing secret medicine and poured it into Du Yueming's mouth, his medicine seemed to have a much stronger effect on the secret medicine outside, and its effect was no less than a healing magic, but Du Yueming, who was beaten for a moment, had his face swollen, his bleeding stopped, and then he also woke up.

As soon as he saw Dean Yang's face, he didn't know why, Du Yueming felt uncomfortable for a while, and he immediately struggled, but the restraint clothes and big chains were not decorations, so the struggle was ineffective.

Du Yueming finally struggled for a while, he turned his head, and after seeing the two people in the bed next door, he probably understood something.

"Are you Yang Yan?" Du Yueming shouted at Dean Yang.

"Hello, I'm Dean Yang, I have heard a particularly stubborn guy from Instructor Wu Bao's hospital for a long time, and now I see that it is really very good. I like stubborn boys. Dean Yang said with a smile.

"Let go of me. Du Yueming rested for a while, as if she was energetic again, and then struggled again.

He has always been rational and calm, but the rationality of a teenager is sometimes irrational.

This young man has a delicate heart, but behind the delicacy there is also a deep stubbornness, and deep in his heart he has always maintained a deep obsession with many things.

Just like when Rison gave him a card, he finally couldn't choose to eat and wait for death under the coercion of fate, so he has been stubborn and hard to live until now.

Dean Yang was silent, and crackling electric sparks gathered on his metal hand. The energy of this era mainly comes from energy steam, and Dean Yang's invention is to master thunder and lightning, so he needs to manually add a little bit of thunder and lightning as an introduction to energy.

Dean Yang is an alchemist, and alchemy is a product closely related to magic, so at the same time he is also a thunderbolt magician, but his magic attainments are average, and now he is only at the level of about 2 levels, and his real powerful power is alchemy, which is his invention and creation. Otherwise, just with this strength, how could his position in the Shadow Church be overwhelmed by Wu Bao?

Dean Yang put his hand on the central valve, and the electric light began to spread through the alchemy instrument.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ah!!h

The three beds were screaming in an instant.

The electric shock therapy invented by Dean Yang is not an electric shock therapy in the general sense, the alchemy instrument he created conducts thunder and lightning, not only physically, but also directly gives the electrocuted person a spiritual lightning impact, the damage is deep into the soul, even if the physique is good, it will leave an indelible wound, even if it is lucky not to die, it will be cast a deep shadow in the mind in the future.

Dean Yang's approach seems to be much more decent than Instructor Wu Bao's, but in terms of damage, it is definitely more serious than Instructor Wu Bao's fists and feet, after all, one is only physical damage, and the other is the double damage of magic and soul.

The double whammy is the deadliest.

Du Yueming's hand clenched the sheets, he writhed and struggled wildly, his whole body burst tendons, the sheets were torn by him, his temples were like being stabbed with needles, and the cranial cavity seemed to be stuffed into a bomb, which kept exploding, and continued to burn after the explosion...... Du Yueming was happy to really stuff the bomb, because it was gone all of a sudden, and the pain caused by Dean Yang's practice was continuous and could not be eliminated, which was definitely the most painful torture Du Yueming had enjoyed over the years.

In less than a minute, Du Yueming was almost dying, confused, and he was drowning in a sea of pain, unable to breathe.

Dean Yang paused and asked, "How is it?"

Du Yueming rolled her eyes, sweating profusely, and immediately cursed.

He didn't think that if he gave in, Dean Yang would let him go, and there would be no pain, Dean Yang asked like this, and what he wanted to destroy was only his dignity.

Du Yueming's fate has always been quite fucked up, and it is quite nonsense, since that rainy night, he has gained a lot but also lost a lot, sometimes it is even like a joke, he has lost many times, so the parting is always more than enough.

Maybe this is the case with the ethereal thing of fate, and the more you succumb to it, the more it oppresses you.

So, Du Yueming has never succumbed, and he wants to hell with those fates.

The electric shock continued to strike, Du Yueming was still scolding wildly, scolding Dean Yang, and it was like scolding the fate of this fucking person, scolding to the end, he didn't know what he was scolding, and he couldn't straighten his tongue.

Or maybe there aren't so many lofty reasons, he's just catharsis.

Or maybe maybe it's because swearing is the only way he can resist.

After all, he couldn't move anymore, he just opened his mouth.

Yes, that's what he is, that's the point, because he's the one who picks up a stone as long as he still has the strength!

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