Volume II, Level 1. Doomsday Chapter 52. Slaughtered

Without a little resistance, Tang Ling supported her body in severe pain and stood up with difficulty, before she could stabilize her figure, the chain around her neck was dragged hard, and it hurt.

Tang Ling, who couldn't stop coughing, raised her head, staring at the arrogant doctor in front of her with empty eyes.

"Look at what! You're still not convinced, are you? ”

The young, haughty young man always sought the pleasure of conquering something, and at least in this helpless child, the young doctor found great satisfaction.

The superiority of the powerful who controls everything in a high position, he enjoys today.

The young doctor sneered, bathed in the wistful eyes of the guards around him, and he continued to pull the chain around Tang Ling's neck and press the controller in his hand.

Even if Tang Ling was glaring at him fiercely now, he knew that she would not resist at all.

What the experimenters at the institute told him in the past turned out to be true.

No wonder all the doctors like to rush to control this monster.

What an obedient guy.

"Alright, don't make a fuss."

The older doctor on the side watched the smile on his companion's face become more and more proud, and he was about to move at the controller in his hand, and only after he finished torturing Tang Ling did he seriously stop his play.

The young doctor returned the controller in his hand to the older doctor, and apologized with a straight face, but the interest in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

The farce ended, and a group of people dragged the dying Tang Ling away.

"Huh?"

At the door of B-15's room, Meng Ling, who had been waiting against the wall for a long time, noticed the doctors and guards in the corridor on the other side, as well as Tang Ling, who was dragged by them in the middle.

"Click-"

Before Meng Ling could take a few more looks, the door on the side opened, Zhao Qingsong lifted his pants, moved his arms, and walked out lazily, seeing Meng Ling staring at a place, he asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Looking over the line of sight, I happened to see Tang Ling in the middle of a group of guards.

The desire that had just descended rose strangely at this moment, Zhao Qingsong stroked the beard on his chin, his tongue against his teeth and made a flirtatious sound, he leaned against Meng Ling's body with his shoulder, squinted his eyes, and asked curiously, "Hey, who is that over there?" Such a big battle? ”

"Tang Ling, the kid I picked up earlier."

Meng Ling retracted her gaze, turned her head to look at Zhao Qingsong, and saw his impatient appearance, she felt disgusted in her heart, and she warned him in a deep voice: "Put away your crooked thoughts, you can't move her now." ”

"She's so pretty."

Zhao Qingsong looked at Tang Ling's figure stupidly, until she couldn't see it anymore after she left the corridor, then she retracted her gaze and said retrospectively: "This is more stunning than anything I've seen before." ”

The tongue licked the yellowed teeth, Zhao Qingsong looked at Meng Ling beside him with a look of disgust, he pulled a smile on his face, and asked with a smile: "Meng Ling, what ......do you say?"

"Don't think about it."

Before Zhao Qingsong could finish speaking, Meng Ling directly refuted him coldly, and his dislike for Zhao Qingsong in his heart was even worse.

At first, she took a fancy to Zhao Qingsong's ability, so she also turned a blind eye to his filthy and perverted preferences, and her repeated tolerance was not a reason for him to be more unscrupulous.

If it was before, she would never say anything if he wanted Tang Ling, but after chatting with Meng Han, she also knew the importance of Tang Ling to their group of experimenters, if they were so ruined by Zhao Qingsong, those crazy people would not kill them.

Zhao Qingsong saw that Meng Ling didn't agree casually as usual, but stared at him fiercely, he hurriedly raised his hands, shrugged and replied, "Okay, okay, I won't ask, I don't want to think about it." ”

It's just that whether this promise is sincere or false, only Zhao Qingsong himself knows.

Seeing that Zhao Qingsong was no longer obsessed with Tang Ling, Meng Ling snorted coldly and pulled him out of Area B.

On the way out, Meng Ling recalled Tang Ling's appearance just now, and his heart caused a burst of contempt.

The group of madmen is really a double standard, saying that they should treat the test subjects well, and that except for the researchers, the rest of the people are not allowed to harm or even torture the test subjects in any way without permission.

Thinking of Tang Ling's appearance just now, there is no place on the body that is good, this group of crazy people is really ruthless.

But isn't she the same herself? The culprit who caused Tang Ling's appearance.

Meng Ling hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled with satisfaction, for Tang Ling's current tragic situation, she would not suddenly have any uneasy conscience and sympathize with her.

After all, she chose to go with herself, didn't she?

"Didi, Clickβ€”"

The door of the activity room opened, and the originally noisy and noisy activity room fell silent all of a sudden.

In a small space, a group of children dressed in white turned their heads in unison, quietly staring at Tang Ling, who was surrounded by guards and doctors.

The older doctor placed her at a table in the corner, expertly installed her chains in the card slots on the wall, fixed them, sealed them, and then left with the rest of the staff.

Tang Ling sat quietly on the stool, accepting all the children's attention.

Contempt, fear, ridicule, play-watching.

For two months, such a scene has been staged at a fixed time every week.

Tang Ling slowly raised her hand, and with her movements, everyone around her looked defensive, she pursed her lips, hugged her cold helmet, went up, uncovered it, and took a deep breath.

The unpleasant smell of disinfectant water.

Tang Ling frowned, put the helmet on his lap, and stroked the cold slightly.

She wasn't qualified to find fault with the smell of the air, after all, compared to the disgusting smell in her room, the smell of disinfectant was a little fresh.

It was only at this time that she was able to breathe normal air.

Seeing that Tang Ling didn't make any more movements, the surrounding children scattered again, while carefully watching Tang Ling's every move, whispering, they were all silent, far away from Tang Ling.

"That freak ......", "Look at the way she looks......", "What a pathetic......"

In this way, I don't know why, I can't leave Tang Ling's ears all the time.

Tang Ling leaned against the cold wall, looking at the incandescent lamp overhead, with a touch of imperceptible sadness in her empty eyes.

The initial experimental phase was the most painful.

At that time, she howled on the experimental machine every day, howling until her voice was hoarse, and finally her voice could not make a sound, she looked expectantly at the group of people around her, who wore masks, held pens and papers, and recorded their every move in detail, and she begged them to save her.

But no one cared.

Nobody wants to deal with it.