"Ahh Ye Chen held his head in pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info There was a sharp pain in the place.

"I seem to have thought of something just now, but ......" Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Whenever I am about to get to the core of the problem, it will be replaced by a sharp pain. ”

"It's been like this several times." Ye Chen muttered to himself, "Also, didn't these things be sent to me three days later?" How did it show up in my house so quickly. ”

He sighed: "Yan Yi, who are you?" I was able to bring experimental equipment from there. Tsk, there ......"

Ye Chen covered his head in pain again: "Ah! I seem to have thought of something I shouldn't have thought about again...... What the hell is wrong with me? ”

After a while, Ye Chen's eyes became confused again: "What was I doing just now?" ”

"Ahh That's right. Ye Chen strode towards the pile of experimental equipment opposite, "I want to extract penicillin." ”

He picked up the hazmat suit on the side, as if he had known it was here. Immediately, he skillfully put on a chemical protective suit, and wrapped his whole body tightly, only his face was surrounded by an unknown substance of transparent material.

In front of him was a complete experimental setup. It contains various types of beakers of various capacities, 20 gallons of alcohol, curved neck beakers, as well as petri dishes, droppers, and a large number of miscellaneous items. It can be said that it is very well equipped, even including light microscopes. They were all neatly placed on a standard chemical workbench, and Yan Yi also thoughtfully attached him a piece of burlap with a strong medieval style, which could be easily covered when Ye Chen was not in use, and it looked "no sense of disobedience".

Ye Chen picked up a curved-neck beaker from the table with a rubber gloved hand, which contained some cloudy liquid. A note was taped to the cup that read: "Broth stolen from some guy who experimented with a curved neck beaker." Next to him, he drew a yellow-faced figure with watercolor pencils, his eyes slanting to the side.

Ye Chen's hand almost burst the beaker with force. He placed the beaker on the table as gently as he could, and then slammed his head against the wall.

He bumped it as if it wasn't enough, and then hit it a few more times. The transparent chemical helmet was knocked out by him with several cracks.

He searched the drawer again, and pulled out a yellow can of energy drink, which still had a note on it: "I'm tired of hitting the wall, come on the bottle ■ cow." "Yes, there's still the yellow squint-eyed figure drawn next to it.

Ye Chen only felt dizzy in front of him: "This man is too terrible, definitely don't mess with him...... in every sense of the word. ”

Ye Chen pulled open the tab of the drink, took off his helmet and was about to take a sip, but he saw the words "another bottle".

Ye Chen seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly looked at the manufacturer of the drink, but he really saw what he wanted to see: "Produced by Yanyi No. 6 Factory".

He looked at the expiration date of the drink again, and the word "now" was also written on it abnormally.

Ye Chen paused, then quickly took off his chemical protective suit, picked up a wooden stick in the room and ran out. Before leaving, he quickly locked the door.

When Ye Chen rushed to the cave where Yan Yi was, it was close to noon, and the entrance of the cave at this time became a mess, the "skull lamp" was knocked over in the ground, and the lamp oil leaked all over the ground.

Ye Chen tiptoed in, trying to hide himself in the shadows of the cave. Although it could be something else that attacked Yan Yi, Ye Chen was still able to prevent it.

As Ye Chen got closer and closer, the sound coming from inside also made Ye Chen hear it clearly.

There were two men gasping for air inside.

A voice is small, rhythmically disordered, and weak. It seems that he is on the underdog. The sound of the other was more like the pant of excitement, like a wild beast being hunted.

Ye Chen stretched out his head and poked his head out from the side of the door. The room was a mess, as if it had just been through a tornado. On the side, a big man slowly raised the wooden stick in his hand, about to knock it down on Yan Yi who was lying in a pool of blood.

Ye Chen quickly picked up the wooden stick and knocked it on the guy's head, hitting the back of the head and knocking the guy unconscious.

Yan Yi stood up weakly, directly snatched the wooden stick in Ye Chen's hand and knocked it down hard at that guy: "I'm your mother!" Lao Tzu helps you look up to you! Yes! Silly■! Will I hurt you if I help you? Yes! ”

After saying that, this guy also spat at the guy fiercely. Immediately, without waiting for Ye Chen on the side to speak, he directly explained to Ye Chen: "This guy is a guest of mine and wants to make a deal with me. Unexpectedly, after it was completed, he repented and wanted to kill people and sell goods. ”

Ye Chen squinted at Yan Yi: "Can you explain to me what the blood on the ground is all about?" It's not his, and certainly can't be yours...... Are you trading blood? ”

Yan Yi took off his blood-soaked robe: "No, this blood was dried by one of my props...... The simple thing for me and him is 'liberation and relief'. He was paid a tenth of his soul. ”

Ye Chen continued to glance at Yan Yi with that slanted look.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you." Yan Yi was stared at by Ye Chen, a little cautious, "Generally speaking, my ability is similar to those devils in fairy tales." Every day I do some astrological work. Occasionally, some madmen who are dissatisfied with something will trade souls with them. ”

Ye Chen walked to the big man on the side, squatted down and observed the wound he had just knocked off: "Occasionally? ”

"Hey, hey, hey! Mr. Ye! This is in the category of trade secrets! Yan Yi looked at Ye Chen angrily, "Even if it's not a trade secret, this is also personal privacy, okay!" ”

After speaking, Yan Yi took out a rope from the robe on the ground and threw it to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen skillfully tied the hands of the big man who was kissing the earth with his face with a rope: "Don't get excited, I saved your life anyway, didn't I?" I don't ask you to make a promise, just satisfy my curiosity. ”

Yan Yi resolutely reacted: "Don't do it." ”

And Ye Chen also stood up and stared at Yan Yi deadly—although he was a little shorter than Yan Yi, he didn't look imposing at all: "Then give me a little penicillin." I made it myself, and I don't feel at ease. ”

Yan Yi raised his eyebrows contemptuously: "I still don't do it." In the Middle Ages, penicillin was more precious than gold. ”

Ye Chen still rolled his dead fish eyes: "The scalpel is in my left hand, and now it is facing your crotch, are you willing to risk becoming a eunuch to refuse my request?" Now the chips are doubled, penicillin plus intelligence. Swap your dick. ”

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Yan Yi's head: "When are you...... Well, actually, I don't have penicillin either. I really can't help you with this......"

Ye Chen made a pinching motion with his free right hand.

Yan Yi directly coaxed this time: "Okay, I can only cure Tina's amount for you." I really don't have more. ”

Ye Chen still had the same dead fish eyes: "I want ten more grams." Penicillin of the International Red Cross standard, pure powder, without water. ”