"Have you heard? Meng Han was removed. ”

"Oh? That idiot finally made himself gone? ”

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be that the test subjects under her hands went berserk and killed several people."

"So serious? It's a shame that the woman wasn't killed by the test subjects under her hands. ”

"Hahaha, you're too bad, aren't you?"

The two staff members who had finished the experiment were discussing loudly in the hallway, and from time to time they let out a burst of laughter, and one of them suddenly remembered something: "By the way, it seems that the subject is going to be transported to the upper echelons for research today." ”

"How dare you use that dangerous thing?"

"I don't know, it seems that the one is particularly interested in the subject."

"Tut-tut, that one is really perverted."

……

"Click-"

The white glass hatch slowly opened, and the child lying inside was still asleep with his eyes closed, his face flat, his chest rising and falling regularly.

The doctor who opened the hatch, wearing milky white rubber gloves, lifted one of the sleeping man's arms, took out the needle, slowly plunged into the flesh of the arm, and injected the blue liquid in the syringe into it little by little.

As soon as the needle was pulled out, the person who had been sleeping suddenly opened her eyes, her chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes suddenly widened, as if they were about to protrude, and the nectar of the long drought burst out with a fierce will to live.

"Breathe slowly, breathe slowly, calm down, right."

The doctor pressed the man's anxious body, patted her shoulder regularly, and adjusted the man's restless mood in a gentle tone, his eyes shifted, looking at the person's appearance, looking at the pitted scars on her exposed skin, and a few traces of emotion flashed in his eyes.

This familiar hideous face is none other than Tang Ling.

Following the doctor's instructions, Tang Ling, who gradually regained her calmness, her chaotic consciousness gradually returned, and after she was fully awake, looking at the familiar ceiling and the familiar doctor's appearance, the emotions in Tang Ling's eyes quickly precipitated, and she regained her numbness again, and the inexplicable expectation in her heart cooled down.

She sneered secretly.

yes, why did she feel like she had left this place.

It's just a change from one place to another.

It's a new torture again.

Tang Ling didn't say a word, let the doctor take him out of the glass cabin, and then the guards swarmed up, the familiar chains were once again fastened on his body, and the chains weighing several kilograms followed them to the laboratory for a physical examination.

"It's the ...... who killed people"

The people around whispered, they gathered together, looking Tang Ling up and down with the same eyes, looking at the scars on her body with disgust and disdain, looking at the chains that wrapped around her body gloating, all kinds of emotions piled up on Tang Ling's body.

They turned into invisible hands and rushed towards Tang Ling, dragging and pulling unscrupulously, imprisoning her movements, choking her breath, and pulling her towards the boundless darkness with all their might.

Everyone knew that the subject had killed someone.

Their hypocritical humanity and self-caring kindness awakened in Tang Ling's body again.

They can lash out and abuse her at will.

Because she killed someone.

"Run! Come on! ”

In the empty room, Zhou Ke cried out in despair, and he shouted one after another.

Zhao Qingsong thought that he was fantasizing that he could escape, but only Tang Ling, who was lying under the bed, knew that his shouts were addressed to her.

Number 73! Come on!

The physique of the mutant is different from that of ordinary humans, and Tang Ling's eyesight can also be clear about the things around her in the dark.

She saw Zhao Qingsong's disgusting face pressed against Zhou Ke, and the more Zhou Ke screamed, the more intense he became.

It was a mad monster that was devouring Zhou Ke bit by bit, tearing apart his flesh frantically, biting and eating every inch of his bones.

Zhou Ke, who was covered in bruises, turned his head towards him, his eyes were not focused, but Tang Ling knew that he was looking at him, and Zhou Ke, who was already a little delirious, squirmed his lips and kept muttering: "Run, run." ”

"No. 73, are you unhappy every day?"

In the activity room, Zhou Ke sat next to Tang Ling, tilted his head and asked Tang Ling, and then he said to himself: "I will definitely be unhappy, my body hurts so much." ”

Zhou Ke stretched out his hand and grabbed Tang Ling's hand, gently stroking her ugly scars that couldn't be erased, Zhou Ke pursed his lips, leaned into Tang Ling's ear, and whispered: "No. 73, I really hope that you can leave here and go to a place where you can be happy." ”

At that time, Zhou Ke sat on the stool, gently stroked her scars with his hand, and said blessings to her in his mouth, with sincere kindness on his white little face.

Tang Ling had a box of matches in her heart, and she tried to light it countless times, all the matches that had been scratched wiped out the sandpaper, and the wooden stick was broken, but none of them succeeded, but the last time she lit it, a faint spark rose, and accidentally fell on her body, burning more and more, only to hear the crackling sound, and the hot and hot temperature, running through the whole body little by little.

When she was pushed out of the car by Meng Ling, she was afraid and panicked, when she was locked in the isolation room, she was confused and afraid, and when she was subjected to all kinds of inhumane torture, she was numb and desperate.

But now, she felt the anger.

It was a kind of turbulent emotion, accompanied by the surging momentum, constantly rushing in Tang Ling's body, looking for a breakthrough.

In the end, Tang Ling, who was restricted by the strange fragrance, finally broke the barrier.

She stood up suddenly, brought down the wooden bed above, and towards the person who was still immersed in desire, Tang Ling flashed in front of him, and the chain in his hand broke with the fist that was swung out, piercing the air and smashing into Zhao Qingsong's face.

This punch, with Tang Ling's monstrous anger and the resistance to the dark abuse of this experiment that was finally aroused, all emotions were wrapped in this moment.

Zhao Qingsong's whole person was smashed to the side by Tang Ling's punch with all his might, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and his brain that had not yet recovered from the whirlpool of desire was groggy at this time, and he touched the bag on his face that was gradually swollen in a little confusion.

"Shhh

The pain of the silk numb gradually became clear, Zhao Qingsong finally reacted to what he had experienced just now, he raised his head, looked at Tang Ling not far away fiercely, and spit out the blood foam in his mouth with some excitement.

It's good, it's a top-grade product, and its energy is much richer than that little ghost just now.

Zhao Qingsong lifted his pants unhurriedly, tied his belt, took out the knife on his belt, and pointed it at Tang Ling in front of him.