"Didi, Click—"

The door of room 73 opened again, Meng Han turned on the light, and led a large group of people into the room.

Tang Ling knelt beside the unconscious Zhou Ke, the quilt covered his body, and Tang Ling put his head on his knees to make him lie down more comfortably.

Zhao Qingsong fell to the floor on the side, motionless.

The two fallen people, the only one who was unharmed, the broken chains, the situation was already clear.

"Tie her up."

Meng Han closed the door of No. 73 and commanded towards the two subordinates.

Tang Ling raised her head and stared fiercely at the doctor who was walking towards her, vivid emotions burst out from her empty pupils in the past, and if you look closely, you will find that Tang Ling's body has been trembling slightly at the moment, although it is not obvious, but it can be seen that she is also holding on at the moment.

Obviously, Meng Han noticed this, she stared at Tang Ling condescendingly, her face was full of pain, and she reprimanded: "Experimental Subject No. 73 went out of control and killed three people. You've disappointed me. ”

But the uncontrollable excitement and triumph in her eyes were very different from what she said.

They are alive! I didn't kill anyone!

Tang Ling was chained again without resistance, the doctor pulled the chains around her neck and led her to Meng Han's side, Tang Ling kept struggling, anxious to turn back to find Zhou Ke.

Meng Han pulled Tang Ling's arm, rudely grabbed Tang Ling's head with both hands, and she leaned into Tang Ling's ear and whispered, "Yes, you didn't kill anyone." Take a good look. ”

One of the doctors put on rubber gloves and foot covers, picked up the knife that Zhao Qingsong had dropped aside, and raised the knife towards him who was dying, stabbed him down fiercely, piercing his head.

Tang Ling clearly saw that Zhao Qingsong, whose body was still fluctuating because of his breathing, suddenly stopped at the moment when the knife fell, his palms spread out to the side, his slightly shrunken fingers trembled, and then opened slightly, and finally stiffened there.

He's dead.

The doctor stepped on Zhao Qingsong's head, pulled out the knife that had been deeply sunk, shook off the blood on it, and slowly walked towards Zhou Ke, who was unconscious on the side.

No, don't!

Tang Ling struggled fiercely, watching the doctor's actions, she almost wanted to pounce on him to stop it, but her body was bound by these heavy chains, Meng Han brutally fixed her head, and cruelly let her witness the next massacre.

Zhou Ke's body was still covered with snow-white bedding, the skin that could not be covered was full of deep and shallow marks, there were still undried tears on his face, and his brows were tightly wrinkled, as if he had a nightmare, but he couldn't escape.

No!

The doctor walked towards Zhou Ke step by step, the footsteps of death were slowly approaching, his figure hit Zhou Ke's body with the dim incandescent light on the top, wrapping him all over, he raised the knife, towards Zhou Ke, a cold light flashed.

Swish!

It's all over.

A large patch of red stained Tang Ling's eyes, stabbing her eyes painfully and blurry, and the surging heat climbed and piled up to the corners of her eyes, and finally squeezed out of her eye sockets, one after another.

"Honey, they all died because of you."

Meng Han looked at Tang Ling's face full of despair and smiled with satisfaction, she kindly wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of Tang Ling's eyes, and couldn't control her laughter anymore.

"Number 73, I want you to stay away from everything that makes you unhappy."

Zhou Ke sat next to her, with a vivid smile on his face, and those eyes contained vigorous innocence, which were a blank sheet of paper that was not stained.

Now he can't open his eyes anymore.

Tang Ling had enough.

She's had enough of everything here.

This hopeless, suffocating, dark life.

For the sake of their unwarranted selfish desires and power, human beings have indiscriminately vented on defenseless children, and there are no helpless children in their eyes, no fresh and agile life, all of which are just bricks and tiles of their great cause of development.

In the eyes of that group of people, these experimental subjects should all be monsters to be slaughtered.

Who is more like a monster?

Because of the uncontrolled murder was forcibly put into the glass cabin and sent to punishment, Tang Ling lay in it, numbly watching the hatch close little by little, and never resisted again.

She wanted to be liberated.

Meng Han felt that her mood had never been happier than now, she almost couldn't hold the corners of her mouth up, she pretended to cough twice, and then threatened the subordinates behind her: "I believe you know which is more important, what to say and what not to say." ”

"Okay."

Meng Han nodded with satisfaction and stood at the door of Room 73, waiting for the high-level people to investigate.

"Meng Han!"

Before the high-level people came, at the other end of the corridor, Meng Ling ran over violently, holding a long knife, and looked at Meng Han fiercely: "Where is that damn monster?" ”

"I've been sent to the punishment room, what's wrong?"

"You're still asking me what's wrong! It killed Zhao Qingsong! I'm going to slaughter that brute! ”

Although Meng Ling really doesn't look down on some of Zhao Qingsong's practices, it is undeniable that Zhao Qingsong can indeed be called his partner, and just today, her partner died while she was resting, or in the heavily guarded underground research institute, Meng Ling's anger can be imagined.

"Calm down, you don't have the ability to kill that test subject."

Meng Han patted Meng Ling's shoulder to signal her to calm down, she sighed regretfully and said, "I'm also sorry for Zhao Qingsong's matter, but don't worry, I will never let go of that experimental subject, dare to make waves under my eyelids, it will definitely pay the price." ”

"That's my partner from birth to death." Meng Ling clenched the knife and said bitterly, she raised her head and looked at Meng Han, "Meng Han, you must not let it go!" ”

"I will."

After finally sending Meng Ling away, Meng Han smiled again.

She's a stupid sister with outstanding abilities, but it's a pity that sometimes she is too pushy and doesn't know that she is being used, what a fool.

"Looks like you're having fun."

The fluttering words sounded from behind Meng Han, Meng Han turned around sharply to look, the person she least wanted to see was standing behind her, and the subordinates around her had long been withdrawn by him, only she was too immersed in joy just now and ignored it.

The two of them were the only ones standing in the empty hallway, and there was silence all around.

"I've heard that my goods are out of control again."

"Ah, yes, I told you that this subject has been unstable......"

"You think your plan is foolproof, don't you?"

The man raised his head and stared at Meng Han with a cold gaze.