Anyway, the Black Star people are short-lived, and compared to those who die early, they can at least die easily, and it's time to be satisfied.

The woman who got the soup first left the team and stood aside, staring at the liquid like water in the bowl for a long time, and then carefully brought it to her lips and took a sip.

The soup seems to be crystal clear, and the entrance is a mellow aroma that makes people feel warm and satisfied, and the mouth that has lived for many years and has only tasted the taste of inferior nutrient solution has enjoyed the peak of taste in this taste.

The smell that lingered in the mouth slowly fell into the stomach like a soul-attracting incense in the throat, and the warm feeling poured into the limbs and internal organs at a rapid speed.

This feeling-

"Too... That's great! ”

"Like a little bird, flapping its wings and flying in the sky, free and fresh, life is wonderful because of this."

"My whole body is light, and I can't help but want to jump!"

"I want to sing, I want to cheer!"

"I feel like I'm alive again, I'm interested in life... Uh, what are you tying me up for? ”

The unfinished exclamation came to an abrupt end because of Da Qiao's binding action, and the good-looking woman looked at the few people with a pair of bloodshot eyes, "I haven't felt pain yet." ”

Da Qiao glanced at her, and while quickly tying her into a dumpling and carrying her to the open space on the side to put it down, he said, "It's too late when you feel pain." ”

Before the words fell, he shouted to the person on the side who was blazing because of the woman's comment, "You haven't had your turn so soon, remember to keep an eye on her." ”

Everyone nodded busily, "Okay, we can do this." ”

At this time, it is right to help each other, after all, they also want to drink that soup, and now they stand by and watch, and no one will look at them when they drink the effect of the drug.

When people are in pain, it is easy for people to do things that are irrational.

If you can't get sick yet, you will toss yourself to death first.

The soup was divided one by one by Jian Yan's hands, and the soup was drunk one by one, and under the binding of Da Qiao and them, he became a member of the zongzi.

As more and more people drink the soup, those who drank it earlier have already had an effect.

If the genes of patients with severe genetic diseases want to be repaired, the pain they need to endure is 100 times and 1,000 times that of the moderate and light diseases, and few people can bear this pain.

Hou Shanbai, who is not weak, is the best example.

And compared with Hou Shanbai, these people are far behind.

As a result, in the huge square, the sounds of painful wails, screams, screams, curses, and so on were endless.

They want to roll, they want to howl, they want to kill, but there are two or three people around them, watching them down, so that they can't do anything but have a mouth to vent.

There was one who had little patience, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he begged those who were staring at him to knock him out.

Some people fainted as they wished, and some people didn't faint because of the unbearable feelings of the guards, so they could only carry it to death.

Carrying it, the pain disappeared, but with it was an indescribable sense of relief.

That kind of soul seems to be a few pounds lighter, and the feeling of fluttering fairy is too comfortable, and comfortable people can't help but sigh.

"Uncle Møse, how are you feeling?" One of the young men in charge of guarding poked his finger at his watchman and asked curiously.

Uncle Mose is a young middle-aged man who looks as old as seventy or eighty and is actually in his early forties.