Forty-seven Master and Madam

Style: Fantasy Author: Pang FeiyanWords: 2215Update Time: 24/01/12 14:11:30
"Two broken ribs, five internal organs are in shock, and you are still in a special period of cell mutation. You feel like you are in a different place with him. Can you walk out of this room as smoothly as he did?"

Wang Tianye looked at Jiang Hu with a half-smile. When he said these facts, Jiang Hu was stunned again, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"Boss, from what you said, something is really wrong with him."

Jiang Hu looked at the door where Qin Yang left and murmured: "I originally thought he was just an ordinary quasi-first-appearance bearer, but now it seems that we have found a treasure!"

Just as Wang Tianye said, even if Jiang Hu was placed in Qin Yang's position, he would probably be unable to get up for several days, and he would be able to recover to a certain extent before he could regain his mobility.

Qin Yang just staggered out of the door, which made Jiang Hu a little unsure if he had overlooked something?

At least this terrifying recovery ability is something Jiang Hu has never encountered before with so many patients.

This even includes the cell mutants he has healed.

"Let's wait until he completes the cell mutation!"

Wang Tianye was relatively calm. He changed the subject and said, "The most important thing for us now is to find the organization behind Lan Yi. We can't let them continue to do evil!"

"Yes, boss!"

When it came to business, Jiang Hu became much more serious, and his eyes were full of hatred.

It was obvious that Jiang Hu was still worried about Lan Yi's escape, and he couldn't bear to hold on to the little First Elephant without his own hands.

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Chujiang City, city center.

In Villa No. 6 in Longteng Villa District, the lights are brightly lit.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

A series of crisp sounds continued to be heard, and a figure stood in the middle of the living room, slapping someone one after another.

If Qin Yang were here, he would recognize that the young man who was slapped was Lan Yi, who escaped from the Qingtong Orphanage.

It's just that at this time, Lan Yi didn't dare to say a word when being slapped on both cheeks, and didn't even dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face.

In addition to the man in black suit who was slapping Lan Yi, there was also a middle-aged couple sitting on the Gaoji sofa in the living room of the villa.

In their hands, each of them held a glass of red wine and sipped it gently.

Lan Yi's eyes were filled with fear. He was a first-timer. Compared to the slap on the face, he felt that his right wrist with the tendon cut off was more painful.

But after Lan Yi escaped from the orphanage, he didn't immediately take over the tendons, but just returned here.

Maybe he wanted to pretend to be pitiful to win some people's sympathy.

"Stop it!"

It wasn't until a certain moment came that the woman holding the red wine glass finally spoke softly, causing the man in the suit to lower his arm.

But when she heard these three words, Lan Yi did not relax at all. Instead, her whole body became tense.

Because he didn't know what fate was waiting for him.

The failure of this mission made his two masters obviously very angry.

"Lanyi, you disappoint me!"

Especially this sentence coming from the woman's mouth sounded quite gentle, but it made Lan Yi shivered cleverly.

Poof!

Lan Yi, who was extremely frightened, fell to his knees in the next moment, banging his forehead with a thumping sound, as if he was going to make a hole in the marble floor.

"Master, madam, please forgive me this time. I will make up for it and find more test subjects for you."

Lan Yi kowtows like a fool, but he clearly knows that blindly begging for mercy is of no use, and he must come up with something substantial.

"My hand tendons are broken, tell me what else you can use?"

The lady holding the red wine asked softly. While speaking, she glanced at Lan Yi's right wrist, and a hint of disdain appeared on the edge of her mouth.

"I...I know a top surgeon who can repair the hand tendon. Master, madam, please spare my life. I will not let you down!"

Lan Yi was still there knocking on the floor. He knew clearly that if he was really useless, then the real end would come.

"Master, what do you think?"

The woman did not express her position easily, but turned her gaze to the man next to her, which made Lan Yi feel extremely nervous.

"Since this dog can still bite, let's keep him for a few more days!"

The words spoken from the man's mouth seemed to drain away all the strength in Lan Yi's body, causing him to collapse directly to the ground. He knew that his life was saved.

"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"

However, just when Lan Yi was relieved, the man on the sofa suddenly snorted coldly, and then a blood-red light spot hit him instantly.

With such a slight contact, Lan Yi's body tensed up instantly, and then he fell to the ground and began to twitch.

This scene couldn't help but make the man in the suit, who had just slapped Lan Yi hundreds of times, remain silent, feeling that the cells in his body were starting to move.

"Old... Master, spare... spare my life!"

It felt like every cell in his body was like Lan Yi being gnawed by ants, and it was difficult to speak. He once wondered if the master's words just now were teasing him.

This kind of pain is simply worse than death!

But the strong desire to survive makes Lan Yi reluctant to leave this colorful world. Who in this world is not afraid of death?

"Master, if this continues, he will be dead or disabled."

The woman on the sofa glanced at Lan Yi and couldn't help but remind him, which made the master's fingers move slightly.

Just such a simple action made Lan Yi feel like he had escaped from death, and a trace of blood finally returned to his pale face.

"Humph, the body of a first-timer is so weak!"

The master snorted coldly, then looked at Lan Yi and said, "I don't care what method you use, I need fifty test subjects within ten days."

"Five...fifty?"

Lan Yi, who had just recovered a little, was frightened and paralyzed by this number again, and his voice was trembling.

"What? Can't do it?"

The master would not explain too much to a little first-time lover, so he narrowed his eyes and asked a question in a soft voice, but it contained the ultimate oppression.

"No...no!"

Lan Yi didn't dare to say another word, and kowtowed quickly: "Don't worry, sir, within ten days, many of the fifty test subjects will definitely appear in front of you!"

"Well, go ahead!"

As if he had just done a trivial thing, the master waved his hand gently, and Lan Yi felt as if he had been granted amnesty.

Lan Yi walked out of the villa with a helpless bitter look on his face.

Fifty test subjects, where should I get them?