192. Bad taste
Zhang Xian's face was cold, and before he could reply, he heard a vomit from behind, Fang Luhong couldn't hold back and vomited......
Now the people who followed behind Black Eagle were not calm, and their faces were all colorful, and they couldn't tell what the expressions were, saying that they were clear about their hall master's taste, but when they spit it out in front of the hall master, this was also ...... It's so shocking!
Needless to say, just look at Black Hawk's carbon-black face to know how annoyed he is.
"No, I'm sorry," before Black Eagle and her hand reached Fang Luhong's neck, she won a few seconds of defense, bent her waist and said with a waist that couldn't spit up, "I ate too much black pork fried rice at night, and the pork meat is really, too fat and too greasy!" I didn't hold back for a while, you guys, you go on, leave me alone! After saying that, he pretended to run to the base of the wall, and continued to vomit by holding on to the wall.
Black pork fried rice...... Zhang Xian glanced at the black eagle and used the black pig to describe him as a real ...... Suitable! This woman is really interesting, listening to her deliberately vomiting loudly, Zhang Xian couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach and wanted to vomit.
In order not to be embarrassed here, Zhang Xian made a decisive decision.
"It's true that I'm changing the hall master, but with so many people, it's not convenient to speak."
Black Eagle's eyes lit up, Zhang Xian had something to say, of course he heard it, waved his fat hand, touched his fat and shiny chin, and said, "You all go back, I'll take the little baby in to talk." ā
The man who opened the door just now wanted to say something, but he interrupted, muffled and didn't squeak anymore, and went straight back with the twenty or so people.
"Come in, baby." As he spoke, he looked Zhang Xian up and down with his green eyes, as if a hungry wolf was coveting his prey.
Zhang Xian didn't care, he took a slender and straight leg, neither humble nor arrogant, walking in front of the Black Eagle, knowing that Fang Luhong was looking at him from behind, and made a gesture to let her go.
"Hey...... "What about the money you promised me?" Until the door depicting the Black Eagle closed, Fang Luhong's hand remained stretched out in the air, and with a bang, the Black Eagle's sharp eyes covered her vision.
Depend on! A certain money fan girl completely went berserk, and obviously promised to call the black eagle out, you give the old lady 3 million, dollars! Dollars! Why did you go with them, who is going to ask for the old lady's money?
No, shouldn't she be more worried about her sister who is tied to a bomb at home? Why is money only on the mind now?
It must be a mistake, she must have thought of saving her sister first, not taking the money first! After a certain woman kept correcting her thoughts, a terrible cry finally broke out in the darkness: "Bastard, return the old lady's money!" ā
A red figure climbed over the wall and dived towards the interior of the Black Eagle Hall.
At the same time, there is another side of the world, and another event is in full swing.
In Longxuan's operating room, there are all kinds of medical equipment, and all of them are the world's top equipment.
Lake and the ghost were dressed in sterile gowns, looking pale and blue on the operating table.
Although Mo Yao and Dong Chuwei tried their best to dissuade them, they still didn't stop Dong Yilan's determination to restore his true memory, but lying on the cold operating table, Dong Yilan was scared from the bottom of his heart.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the doctor with the needle walking over and injecting all kinds of real yĆ n drugs into her body that made her feel painful.
Dong Yilan clenched his fists and opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling, his feelings already on the verge of losing control.
"If this continues, her love will definitely get out of control." It was the ghost who spoke.
As soon as he returned, he was taken to Long Xuan to perform surgery with a weapon named Ryker. At first, he didn't understand how weapon designers did surgery, but later he learned that this Raike was not only a top talent in weapon design, but also had excellent insights and achievements in biology and human genes.
As early as seventeen years ago, Lake made a human weapon, and he has not yet succeeded in researching it, and this alone makes his admiration for Lake as the water of the Yellow River gushing endlessly, and like the Yangtze River flooding out of control.
Lake glanced at the ghost, from the beginning of the meeting, this person's eyes showed out, which faintly made him feel creepy, and now he looked at him, this feeling was even stronger, fortunately, the ghost's gaze quickly turned to Dong Yilan, and his words were also reminding Dong Yilan's current state, and the things he was worried about were slightly lowered.
"If you're afraid, it's too late to regret it now." Lake said to East Israel, he witnessed the whole process of East Israel's body transformation, and his fear of East Israel Blue was better than anyone else's.
If she doesn't do it, it's too late now, but if she doesn't do it, how can she be her true self again?
"I don't regret it!" Every word seems to be squeezed out of between his teeth, and he is obviously afraid of death, but he still pretends to be strong.
She doesn't regret it, she wants a complete, true self, to face her family, face her lover, the moment she ran into Cheng Nuo out of control, she clearly saw the pain in Cheng Nuo's eyes, and saw Cheng Nuo's worried and anxious eyes, but in order to no longer stimulate her, she retracted her hand and didn't dare to get closer.
She doesn't want that to herself.
"In that case, let's get started."
Hearing the word "beginning", Dong Yilan's body trembled violently and trembled. Lake suddenly realized that every time they used to do the real thing, they would habitually say "let's start", which was a beginning for them, a process of witnessing the achievement, and they were happy and excited.
For East Yilan, however, it represents one painful experience after another.
Lake held Dong Yilan's trembling hands, and made his voice as gentle as possible, "Miss Dong, the beginning we are talking about now is different from before, the beginning of the present is the beginning of a new life, this operation is just to help you recover your past memories, there will be no pain." ā
He didn't know if Dong Yilan, who had her eyes closed, heard it, but slowly, her hands were no longer holding him so hard.
Mo Yao and Dong Chuwei stood outside the window, looking at the operation that had been delayed for a long time, and they were anxious.
Especially Mo Yao, the green tendons on his clenched fist burst out, he couldn't wait to break the glass window with a punch, and rushed to Dong Yilan's side, seeing Lake holding Dong Yilan's hand to comfort him, he hated that the person next to her was himself.
Seeing that Dong Yilan finally quieted down, the ghost took out the memory slip in the glass dish where she was sealed, this is her memory after she was twelve years old, and it is also when he was coerced by Mo Zhanting to wash away Dong Yilan's memory a few days ago, he kept an extra eye and sealed her memory in a glass dish, which can now be returned to her.
As for her memories before the age of twelve, she should be able to remember them all if the operation was successful.
After Zhang Xian followed Black Eagle into Black Eagle Hall, he was directly taken to a large bedroom, except for a large bed in the middle, the bedroom was empty, the snow-white sheets reflected the dim light, giving people a strange sense of horror, and there were some strange-shaped tools hanging on the top of the bed, and they didn't have to think about it to know what they were used for.
Sure enough, it's a perverted dead fat man!
Zhang Xian's eyes became cold, if it fell into his hands that day, even if he was not tortured to death, he would be tortured to the point that life was worse than death, thinking of this, he faintly felt the root of his teeth itching.
Like SM, right, okay, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!
Like a cold light flashing in his black eyes under the canopy of the sky, so fast that no one could see it, he lifted his steps lightly and walked to the side of the bed. The snow-white sheets are not very smooth, and there seem to be traces of struggle, it seems that he has experienced a fight just now, and he doesn't know whose unlucky child was taken by this dead fat man.
Seeing Zhang Xian so active, the blood in the black eagle's body was stirred, his hands were rubbed together excitedly, and his steps became light, and when he reached Zhang Xian's back, a hungry tiger pounced on him.
Zhang Xian's body was slightly on one side, Black Hawk's fat body did not fall on the bed, and just wanted to reflexively, Zhang Xian had already stepped up, and his knee was fiercely pressed against his back, pressing him firmly.
"Yo, little baby, it turns out that you like to be on it, so unbelievable, be careful that my brother doesn't feel sorry for you for a while!" Black Eagle grinned, his eyes blinded by lust, completely unaware of the chill coming from behind him.
In fact, he didn't know that Zhang Xian had a murderous aura, but his more than 300 catties of fat was not for nothing, and he didn't take Zhang Xian's small physique of more than 100 catties in his eyes at all.
As soon as the fat body rolled, Zhang Xian jumped off the bed lightly, and Black Eagle was also surprised to find that Zhang Xian had tied his hands at some point.
Because he couldn't believe it, there was a little more hostility and warning in his eyes that stared at Zhang Xian, "Baby, let go of my brother now, my brother can still act as if nothing happened, otherwise, ......"
"What else?" Zhang Xian smiled coldly, completely ignoring the warning element in his tone, and reached out to open the drawer on the bedside table, wanting to see if there was anything in it that could be used, but of course it did not disappoint him, the drawer was full of sex toys, colorful, very interesting!
Zhang Xian casually reached out and grabbed it, and brought out several, it seems, this should be something to raise a woman's interest, what is he doing with a dead pervert?
The puzzled gaze swept to the black eagle, only to see that his face had become miserable, if it was a fat pig face under normal circumstances, then now he was facing a miserable white fat pig face.
"You, you, you put those things in your hands down!" Black Eagle felt a trace of fear in Zhang Xian's seemingly ignorant eyes, and squirmed his fat body vigorously, trying to break free from the rope in his hand.
"Don't waste your efforts, only Ben Shao's knot can be untied by Ben Shao alone." Zhang Xian said lightly, raised something in his hand and studied it.
"Who the hell are you?" At this point, Black Hawk had to face up to the identity of the man in front of him and the purpose of coming here.
Zhang Xian's eyes were still on the sphere, ignoring Black Hawk's question, the sphere was about the size of a tennis ball, and it refracted a silver light in the dim light, which was ...... Mouth! Title! Ball!