The thick arm muscles are like a rock, and it looks very powerful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But the arms have become so thick, and when paired with the figure of the night short, no matter how you look at it, you feel a sense of desolation, especially when the night is sitting now, just in this position, there is a primitive impulse rushing to the face, like a chimpanzee playing with it.

I don't know if it's because of the arm, Ye Que feels that his strength is constantly increasing, and the hand carrying the elevator is becoming more and more relaxed, and he can move the elevator up a little bit, but the steel cable of the elevator is constantly screaming.

With a little more force, you can make a clear sound of the steel cable breaking, and the feeling in your hand is suddenly light, in addition to the weight of the elevator itself, the force of descent is reduced a lot.

Hands stuck on the edge of the elevator slowly moved upward, and the heavy elevator car grinded against the elevator shaft and made a squeaky sound, like the sound of a blackboard eraser metal sheet scratching the blackboard when reading a book.

It may not take too much effort to keep the elevator from falling, but the elevator car grinding against the wall wants to be lifted up, and the force used is definitely not as simple as one plus one, even if the night shortage has used enough strength, the elevator car still rises very slowly.

Ye Que felt more at ease when he was in his head, and he didn't have the impatience and excitement in his mind just now, but at this time, Ye Que could feel that the vibration on his arm had obvious signs of weakening, and the thick arm was more like a deflated ball shrinking rapidly, a very peculiar feeling, the power came and went quickly, completely out of the control of Ye Que, and completely unexpected to him.

Enduring the pain of worn muscles, Ye Que slowly retracted his legs.

A little numb, the pain is not particularly obvious, the leg has been bloodstained, especially from the thigh to the knee, a thin layer of skin and flesh has been scraped off, and the bare is a piece of blood.

The arm quickly returned to its original size, and a feeling of hunger arose, as if it had not been late for a long time, and the discomfort of the stomach and the gurgling of the stomach were strongly protesting,

It's strange that there is not much time to finish the meal, and the amount of food that should be eaten for four or five days is not a problem, why are you hungry now, and still in this state of extreme hunger.

Ye Que knows his state very well, a full meal can sustain himself for a long time without eating, and he has always begun to slowly get used to this rhythm, even if it is a few days after going home, he only used three meals, but the amount of each time is so shocking that Xiang Lan was stunned, and it took a lot of time for her to gradually get used to it.

I can't exert my strength when I'm hungry, and my hand stuck in the elevator at night also appears an unusual purple red, and the consequences of continuing to use it when my hands are separated may break my muscles if I am an ordinary person.

couldn't hold it anymore, Ye Que let go decisively, lost the suspension of the steel cable, and the elevator car fell straight down against the wall, rubbing sparks from time to time.

In a few moments, a muffled sound came from the elevator shaft, so loud that it almost shook the floor, and then came an overwhelming cloud of dust.

Ye Que didn't care, just lay on the ground and breathed hard, even if he inhaled a lot of dust, he didn't care, and let the dots of dust fall on the wound on his thigh.

Ye Que glanced up slightly, still lying down, the strange feeling came again, the original painful thigh came to the numbness, Ye Que didn't care, because the pain was constantly disappearing, and Ye Que, who had a certain amount of experience, could soon notice that his wound was healing rapidly.

Holding his abdomen with both hands, I don't know what is going on, as the wound heals, there is a strong feeling of discomfort in the abdomen and stomach, this is hungry, even if you are not careful, you can clearly hear the moaning of the night's lack of stomach.

Holding back the discomfort of hunger, he swallowed his saliva and got up from the ground.

Like the ground floor, it is also a huge room, but there are not many small rooms, and there are still many culture tanks in it, but the difference is that only the front row of culture tanks has specimens, but it is a complete human body. At the top of the training exercise, there are countless lines and pipes, which extend to the empty cultivation tank at the back.

Almost every three are in a group, end to end, but looking at the row in front of the row soaked in the culture medium is no less than a dozen, at a glance, it is very sci-fi.

The night has passed, and the eyes are constantly switching back and forth in these cultivation tanks, and the faces they don't recognize, but they look very immature, and they don't look very old.

Suddenly, the pupils were a little shrunk, and the faces in the two adjacent cultivation tanks were somewhat familiar, one was Wang Shao, who was soaked in it with missing arms and legs, and the other was the deputy mayor who everyone was familiar with.

During this period of time, the deputy mayor is out of the limelight, the government took the lead in cooperation with the Kunos Group, as a representative, he has long dominated the headlines of the news, can be described as a small and influential figure, when he came back to work, Ye Que also learned in the news that the big man was in friendly negotiations with the representatives of the Kunos Group, how did he suddenly run here to soak, and that Wang Shao, the number of times he saw him was not much, but every time he met, he always felt that something was wrong, there was a problem, there was definitely a problem.

Ye Que stood between the two cultivation troughs and did not move, just stood quietly, just watched quietly, there were a lot of questions, Ye Que didn't think about it, and he didn't bother to think about it. It wasn't until there was another fierce protest from his stomach that he turned around and prepared to leave.

The lights in the whole room were suddenly lit up, and the snow-white glare light made the whole room feel like daylight.

Ye Que squinted, a little not used to the sudden light, a little dazzling.

A light burst of applause rang out, especially harsh in the large empty room, and faint echoes could be faintly heard.

A two-leaf door at the end was slowly pushed open, and an old man in a white coat stepped out.

The applause from him, with a smile that he thought was very friendly, and his eyes full of gloom looked at Ye Que like a hungry wolf.

"You're good, really good, and your physical fitness is unparalleled." The old man's compliment was so great that it was a little confusing.

Seeing that Ye Que didn't move, just stood there and looked at him quietly, and his eyes didn't seem to be in focus, the old man took out a controller and pressed it very easily.

A large screen descended overhead, and after a burst of snowflakes, a variety of images appeared.

All the pictures are all about the night shortage, which begins when the night is held hostage, all the experiences, all the actions, except that there is no speech, everything is quiet.

The old man pressed the button again, and the picture was frozen in the scene where Ye Que struggled to lift the elevator, and when he pressed it again, the screen went black and he took it back again.

"If nothing wrong, it should be you." didn't pay attention to the old man, Ye Que looked up and left and right, always looking for the camera hidden in the dark, careless, all the way over, was photographed clearly.

"So, let's work together." The old man's words successfully attracted the attention of Ye Qian, but Ye Qian didn't understand what to cooperate with this old man.

"Hehe, look at me, I forgot to introduce myself, I am the chief research executive of District 2, you can call me Xue Lao." The old man smiled, but his eyes were always full of desire.

"Your physical fitness is very good, you are my research subject, I make your ability more powerful, how about it? Moreover, you should know what happens if the information just shown is known to the Kunos Group. The old man smiled, "Actually, I know your details very well, I can learn a lot of things that others don't know through Kunos, do you say that you should be called Huang Chao, or call you Subject No. 3." ”

Ye Que looked at the old man more and more indifferently.

"Tut-tut, those idiots at the Kunos headquarters actually advocated the destruction of the three test subjects without authorization, but look, can this kind of physical fitness be replaced by ordinary people. If there are excellent genes like yours as the foundation, how much breakthrough the research will be, don't they know?

Why, a bunch of stupid people, they will only fight for rights, hmph, such excellent research materials, I took over. The old man smiled, and the light of desire in his eyes became hotter and hotter.

Ye Que didn't answer, but walked slowly towards the old man, his body as cold as ice.

Perhaps feeling the substantial killing intent of Ye Qian, the old man not only was not afraid, but slapped his palms twice, "How about we make a deal?" ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the Futaba door was pushed open again, and the two women walked out very generously, very beautiful women, the tights perfectly outlined the curves of the body, the convex places were convex, the places that should be warped were warped, the beautiful face did not look like the face of an Oriental person, and the long brown and smooth hair. The two women are dressed and look almost identical, and even if you look closely at close, it is difficult to see the difference.

Twins? Ye Que muttered in his heart, a little familiar, well, a little similar, his eyes swept in the last cultivation tank, and there was a specimen exactly like them floating, the small difference was just that the whole body was ****.

In addition to seeing the **** beauty, Ye Que really felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

It's not these two exotic beauties that matter, it's the people they are carrying.

It was Xiang Lan and her daughter, both of whom were carried by these two women with one hand, and seemed to have fallen into a coma, drooping their heads without a trace of reaction, and there was no movement at all for being roughly dragged by others. I just don't understand why both of them are wet, from the dripping hair and the clothes that cling to their bodies, as if they have just been fished out of the water.

The old man smiled gloomily, and pointed at Lan and the girl with his hand, "Then let's make a deal, what do you think。。。。。。 ”