Chapter Forty-Eight: What's Under Little Lori's Skirt?

Giving up discussing the topic of "refusing luxury enjoyment" with Chu Yan, Su Mufeng poured Chu Yan a glass of water and said, "Can we discuss some serious things now?" ”

"Of course."

"I want you to keep my sister safe." Su Mufeng said in a deep voice.

This is the reason why he let Chu Yan into the house.

With my sister's current condition, it is impossible for her to leave the hospital. And Su Mufeng's existing strength was not enough to eliminate the threat of the Xia family, so he could only choose to turn to Chu Yan for help.

"As you wish."

Chu Yan smiled and said, "Your sister's life safety will never be interfered with by anyone. ”

Of course, being moved by someone is not within her control...... Anyway, it's just touching the little face at most, and the other party is also a girl, so you shouldn't mind, right?

Chu Yan thought so in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little subtle.

Su Mufeng nodded and said, "Equivalent exchange, you can make any requests that are not excessive." ”

Hearing this, Chu Yan put away his smile and said with a solemn expression: "I need a drop of your blood." ”

Su Mufeng's brows furrowed slightly, but he was not surprised.

If it was really as he expected, the abilities of this world had developed to the stage of self-justification. Then the genetic analysis of the alien is a very normal thing.

What Su Mufeng hesitated was that the power of the Central Continent was not the same system as the earth after all, would it be discovered?

However, it seems that he does not have much choice.

Sighing, Su Mufeng stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, if one drop is not enough, you can also smoke more." ”

Chu Yan smiled again, and she took out a small syringe and a bottle of spray from her jacket pocket.

Su Mufeng coughed lightly and said, "So you're all ready?" ”

Chu Yan sprayed on the tip of the needle, as if it was disinfecting, and said with a smile: "When the psychological modeling is preliminarily completed, logical analysis is a very easy job. ”

In other words, just seeing two sides, has the logic of his thinking been figured out?

Su Mufeng was desperate for this unscientific world.

Helplessly putting his hand in front of Chu Yan, Su Mufeng couldn't help but shudder when he looked at Chu Yan's eyes shining.

Little Lori's smile is getting brighter and brighter, and her immature face is moving, but with her current mad scientist attitude, it will only make people break out in a cold sweat.

Su Mufeng closed his eyes, and then, he felt like he had been bitten by a mosquito on his fingers.

It seems that she is still quite gentle, and she doesn't feel any pain during the blood draw. Su Mufeng was thoughtful.

But the next moment, he heard an incredible whisper.

"How so!?"

Su Mufeng was startled, thinking to himself what kind of strange color the blood that would not be drawn out, right?

He didn't want to be sent to the Chinese Academy of Sciences to dissect sections!

Quickly opening his eyes, Su Mufeng glanced ahead, and instantly understood why Chu Yan was so stunned.

Even he himself was a little speechless about the situation.

The tip of the small syringe has been bent.

If there is no accident, it must have been damaged by his skin.

Su Mufeng was a little embarrassed, scratched his hair and said, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so smart and be deceived by fake and shoddy productsβ€”β€”"

Chu Yan looked strange and said slowly: "Produced by the German Boscoli Military Industry Group, a special syringe for military epinephrine, a modified version of the blood sample extraction. ”

Su Mufeng looked sluggish.

Feelings, or TM is a German product?

Wait, although the Central Continent is full of demi-saints, humanoid nuclear bombs are not as good as dogs. But how did a rookie like him suddenly become so hanging?

Su Mufeng had cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he could only change the topic with a dry smile: "On your side, this level is nothing at all, right?" ”

Chu Yan's face became more and more strange, and she sighed softly: "Although I expected the bad impact of your long-term closed-door work, I really didn't expect that you had such a big misunderstanding of our research process. ”

Little Lori sat on the sofa with her head a little dejected, muttering, "In this case, unless you forcibly destroy the structure of your outer skin tissue with a weapon, the genetic sample will not be able to be analyzed at all......"

Su Mufeng shuddered, he didn't want to be inexplicably opened to bleed, so he said helplessly: "Is there only one way to extract blood?" ”

Chu Yan replied casually: "Of course, after all, DNA is only in ......"

At the mention of the word "DNA", Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stood up excitedly and said, "There is a way!" ”

Su Mufeng was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

Chu Yan smiled and said, "Please provide me with some germ cells, okay?" ”

Su Mufeng was slightly stunned, and repeated suspiciously: "Reproductive ......"

The next moment.

The room fell silent.

Su Mufeng stared at Chu Yan's smiling expression with a dull expression.

For a while, he completely lost his ability to speak.

Chu Yan waited for a while, and when he saw that Su Mufeng still didn't make any moves, he was puzzled: "What's wrong?" Need some help? If that's the case, please provide me with an electronic computer with a network connection, or, rubber gloves can ......"

Su Mufeng silently stretched out his hand and said indifferently: "Shoot." ”

Chu Yan was slightly stunned, blinked and said, "I didn't carry a hot weapon, but a cold weapon did." However, this may cause you more damage, so I suggest that you choose the second option......"

Su Mufeng said indifferently: "If you talk nonsense, the transaction will be canceled." ”

Chu Yan became more and more puzzled, but still nodded.

Then, she pulled out a pair of Mitsubishi Thorns from under her pleated skirt, glowing slightly in the light of the incandescent lamp.

It's still a magic version of the six blood slots.

As long as it is stabbed into the body, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't save it.

Su Mufeng was still expressionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He swore that he would see a beautiful, cute, innocent thirteen or fourteen-year-old Lori again in the future, especially the one in a skirt.

One chance to dodge!

Chu Yan gestured, as if thinking about where to go under the knife, and finally selected the middle and upper part of the right side of her forearm, and she nodded with satisfaction.

"Please rest assured, I have a fairly complete understanding of the structure of the human body, and I am absolutely sure that I will avoid the major arteries and there will be no accidents."

The edge flashed, and a stream of blood rose and sprinkled on little Lori's face.

The scarlet color stains the immature and beautiful face, which looks more and more moving.

Chu Yan looked at Su Mufeng's forearm in amazement, and only a not-so-big opening was broken on it, and nodded with interest: "Epoch-making genetic engineering technology. ”

Little Lori's smile became brighter and brighter.

Su Mufeng couldn't care about listening to what she was saying.

His legs and stomach were a little weak.

Not because of the pain, not because of fainting blood.

Little sister, can you wipe the blood off your face and smile?

He's almost scared to pee!

Half an hour later.

With a white bandage already tied on his arm, Su Mufeng sat on the sofa with a silent face.

Because the three views have suffered a violent impact and cannot be reconstructed at all, Su Mufeng's psychological shadow area can only be calculated by advanced mathematics.

It's a pity that he is still only a senior dog in high school and has not learned high mathematics, so he can only look ahead blankly, waiting for the reading note to be resurrected.

In front of him, Chu Yan stared excitedly at the test tube in his hand, which was filled with flowing blood.

She was smiling, like a little Lori who saw the teddy bear that her father bought.

If you ignore the blood on the floor, the coffee table, and Chu Yan's hands, as well as the scarlet Mitsubishi Army thorns.

-- This is really a warm and beautiful picture of family life.

It's so warm that the "dad" over there wants to cry bitterly......

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