Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

Qin Zheng closed his eyes, the light covered him, darkness came, and the biting cold came one after another.

[Note: The following are the memories of the heroine. Qingcheng will explain why Master Shi Zheng has always refused to accept Young Master Jun. The following will be a bit bloody, if you don't know it, be careful! 】

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

Blood flowed down the pale fingertips.

On the white floor tiles, circles and circles of red are formed...

Bloodstains formed crooked strokes on the cold test bench.

On the icy experimental bench lay a human body.

She can no longer be called a human body, but a vessel.

Withered hair glowed with dry color.

Her skin was literally clinging to the bone, she had no legs, and because the vessel didn't need legs, she was sawed off by those people.

"Puchi..."

"Puchi..."

The experimental virus planted in the body began a new round of torture.

The weak vessel felt the severe pain, and the sleeping eyes opened.

Huh?

Why can't she see anything?

The vessel was stunned for a second.

Oh! She remembered, she has no eyes, how can she see things?

"Puchi..."

"Puchi..."

The flesh on the abdomen showed bloodstains one after another, as if something was silently breaking the flesh and blood, and a little bright red blood flowed out automatically.

The utensils cover their eyelids.

There was a sharp pain after another, as if it had penetrated into the bone.

"Hahaha! Ahahahahahahahaha!!!"

The vessel laughed frantically, and the virus planted in her body eroded more violently as her mood fluctuated.

"Tick tock tick tock..."

Blood was dripping, and a large amount of blood soon accumulated under the experimental bench.

The laughter of the vessel gradually weakened with the flow of blood, but she was extremely happy...

Die, die, die, die, die, die!

Run dry and let her die!

How nice to be dead! She can be freed when she dies!

No need to feel the cold air in this dark room full of disinfectant again...

You don't have to be stabbed by all kinds of people anymore...

So...die...die...

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

A hurried footstep sounded from far to near.

The happy moment of the vessel became hideous!

"Prepare blood bags, inject blood, prepare control agents, prepare to document the condition."

"Zi..."

"La……"

There was a busy voice, and then, the silver-white needle pierced the skin of the vessel.

The lost blood has returned, and the rioting virus has been suppressed by the control agent.

The utensil's expression became hollow...

na...

why! why!

Why not let her die! Why ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

"Doctor, the specific outbreak of the virus has been recorded this time, and the control agent has achieved good results. We have completed the virus experiment in one step."

A man's excited voice lingered in his ears.

"Save it and plant a new virus for her after a while."

The cold, emotionless voice directly determines the new round of experiments that the vessel will undergo.

The vessel suddenly felt hopeless...

"Why don't you let me die! Why don't you let me die! Why..."

She made a weak, unwilling voice.