I am A Villain

In the cell.

Yang sat cross-legged on the ground.

Hold your chin.

He is now thinking about what happened just now.

People are almost autistic

He has many speculations, but none of them can convince him.

Especially when he saw that the two rows of teeth marks on the back of his hand also disappeared

What the hell.

He didn't know how long he thought about it, anyway, he finally reached a conclusion.

That is.

This question should not be understood by myself.

So forget it, do n’t think about it.

And the other side.

Zhou Wen returned to his office with the notebook in his trouser pocket.

This is not a spacious room, not even a large prison cell.

His face was a little ugly.

There was some cold sweat on the forehead.

He looks much haggard than when he met Yang before.

He sat down on the chair feebly.

Panting slightly.

It looks like it's just overrun for ten kilometers.

Zhou Wen reached out and clicked on his desk.

A light curtain projected, and a picture of the sun in the cell emerged on it.

He looked coldly at the sun lying boringly on the ground.

A word came out lightly in his mouth: "OK."

No one knows what he meant by this sentence.

Zhou Wen opened a series of Yang's vital signs data and began his research work.

But it didn't take long for him to pass out on the table.

For Yang.

The reason why he asked Zhou Wen to find his sweater is not really to get back his broken, unbreakable clothes, nor to get his notebook.

Instead, he wanted Zhou Wen to see that notebook.

The purpose is simple, to let Zhou Wen know that his young daughter is now under Yang's control.

Obviously, Yang's purpose has been achieved.

But he doesn't know now.

In other words, he is not sure if the other party got it, because Yang can't confirm whether the conversation just now is true.

If it was just an illusion that he was in a coma, then there was no such thing as Zhou Wen holding his notebook.

This is why he wasted so much time thinking about this strange encounter

And now.

Yang didn't know what purpose the Undead Bird Company was holding him.

No, in fact, he knows, nothing more than doing research. A person like him, no matter where he falls into the hands of a research institution, is the end of being caught for various researches relative to a super white mouse. It can't be run away.

He just didn't know what the other party would do with him.

It stands to reason that for scientific research experiments, if the subject of the experiment is not resistant to as many knives as it will not die, then it is definitely a happy event.

They can use all kinds of knives to scrape Yang on as brazenly as Klaus.

Don't worry about dying the subject.

But now they have installed such a device to suppress Yang's regeneration ability.

So Yang felt a little puzzled.

what is this?

And just when Yang was idle and circled around the edge of the cell.

Zhou Wen is here again.

About two hours have passed since his last visit.

Zhou Wen, who appeared again in the cell, didn't look any wrong.

He just changed a dress.

It was as if he had completely replaced the decadence in his office.

This time, he walked in from outside the metal door reinforced by shackles.

Yang watched this "face-familiar" guy walk in front of himself.

He was a little puzzled.

"Meet again." Zhou Wen was sitting in front of Yang with a faint smile.

"bass!"

This time Yang didn't even say half a sentence and directly appeared in front of Zhou Wen.

He had strangled each other's throat between the flashlights and pressed Zhou Wen to the ground.

"Cough! Calm down!"

Zhou Wen did not resist, but patted Yang's hand like an iron hook.

"Really?" Yang frowned, groaning.

"Nonsense, if you don't let go, you are not a real person, but a dead person."

Zhou Wen said with a tongue out.

"Oh, disturb."

Yang doubtlessly released Zhou Wen.

And when Zhou Wen just sat up from the ground, Yang reached out and patted his head again.

"It's true."

He confirmed once again that this guy in front of him was not a holographic projection.

"You **** messed up my hairstyle." Zhou Wen avoided the palm of Yang's weight.

After all, this guy has been strengthened. Even if he pats it on his hand, it is a buzzing brain for Zhou Wen, a pure human physique.

"So, the scene you have been to before, is it true?"

Yang Ruoxi asked thoughtfully.

After confirming that Zhou Wen was a real person, he finally retracted his hand and sat down on the ground.

"Before? Er, right?"

Zhou Wen glanced at his mouth and nodded.

"What is it?" Yang narrowed his eyes.

"It means that I can't explain it to you for the time being, or I can't explain it to you with your IQ, so it's best that you understand it this way. This is the best explanation." Zhou Wen said seriously.

"Do you scientists scold people like this?" Yang asked coldly.

"You seem to have any prejudice against scientists." Zhou Wen raised his mouth.

"Yes, there is great prejudice." Yang nodded unabashedly, and then said: "Have you ever seen a mouse like a scientist?"

"Ha, you compare yourself to a mouse." Zhou Wen grinned.

"You know, the white mouse can smash your head at any time." Yang also smiled with Zhou Wen.

"Okay, I know." Zhou Wen narrowed his smile and nodded to make himself clear.

"So, what's the situation?" Yang blinked.

He really wanted to know what happened before.

auzw.com After all, the same thing happened twice, which was too illusory for him.

"I'll tell you that" Zhou Wen thought for a while.

"Normally those people don't know how to explain this. They will use this opening remark." Yang secretly murmured.

"So to speak, I am back from the future." Zhou Wen said with a smile.

His expression looked very normal, just like saying a very normal thing.

"Oh"

Yang's pretentious expression suddenly nodded.

"If you explain it this way, it's totally acceptable"

"Eh, don't believe me, I am telling the truth." Zhou Wen waved his hand.

"Well, you are coming back in the future, I believe I believe." Yang pouted.

"Look, this is your prejudice against our researchers. I have told the truth, but you don't believe me. What can I do?" Zhou Wen helplessly spread his hand.

"I believe, how can I believe it?" Yang nodded.

He doesn't know why this guy turned to run around and talk to him, but as a **** expert, Yang will not refuse the **** request from anyone. If necessary, he can play with the opponent for a whole day.

"Hey, you just don't believe it." Zhou Wen shook his head with regret.

"Well, you said you came back from the future, so please tell me, did Taylor Swift find true love?" Yang Yi asked seriously.

"Uh"

This time, Zhou Wen card owner.

This is really a difficult question to answer.

"Can't answer it? Ha, do you **** tell me that you came back from the future? Eat shit." Yang looked disdainful.

"" Zhou Wen was helpless.

"So, skip this topic now, and now trouble you to give me a reason." Yang then said.

"What reason?"

"The reason not to crush your head." Yang said with a smile.

"Oh, why are you guys so violent, no matter whether you want to kill or not, you have to show a look like 'I'm going to kill you', I didn't say that before, you won't kill me." Waving with a smile.

His expression was very relaxed.

It doesn't seem to know who Yang is at all.

But in fact, during this time, Zhou Wen knew all the information about Yang that the Bird of Death Company had and confirmed.

"Why?" Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Why?" Zhou Wen narrowed his eyes.

"Why do you think I won't kill you?" Yang asked.

"With this"

Zhou Wen drew the leather-covered notebook out of his trouser pocket and shook it.

"Oh, right, your sweater, to be honest, if it doesn't have any special meaning, I wouldn't recommend that you continue to wear him. It really is more than the underwear that I wore for four years when I was in college. It's going to suck. "

Zhou Wen added.

"Four-year underwear"

Yang pouted his lips, not knowing what to say.

"Don't get me wrong, it's changed every day. I don't wear it for four years at a time. I'm not a primitive person. It would be a problem to wear it for four years at a time." Zhou Wen explained solemnly.

"Oh" Yang suddenly realized, then nodded.

"Understand."

"So, now you should understand why I dared to run into this cell in this way." Zhou Wen asked with a smile.

"Understand, understand." Yang also nodded with a smile.

Now that the other party has got his notebook.

That means Zhou Wen has read all his transcripts.

All of Yang's previous records, including how he designed and hijacked Zhou Wen's daughter from that institute, have already informed Zhou Wen in disguise.

The most important message he wanted to convey naturally also informed the other party.

Roughly it means-your daughter is in my hands.

So Zhou Wen also understands that Yang has conspiracy against him, so he will certainly not be killed at will.

This is why he dared to appear unarmed in front of Yang and communicate with him up close.

"That's good then that's good."

Yang nodded with a smile.

Zhou Wen was also smiling, whispering in his mouth: "It's okay."

The two of them now have several layers of subtle relationships.

But on the surface, it looks like a pair of closely related seniors.

God knows what they are calculating in their heads.

In fact, Yang was somewhat surprised by the calm gesture of the other party.

After all, if his five-year-old daughter was hijacked by a well-known super criminal, how much will certainly be a little panic oh no, where is my daughter

Anyway, compared to Zuo Feng, his old classmate seems to be a lot calmer, or more abnormal.

After all, in the face of this situation, panic should be the normal reaction.

However, Zhou Wen was extremely calm.

Yang Chayan's ability to watch is absolutely top-notch, but he can't see a trace of worry and fear in the other's pupils, and even has the illusion that he has a sense of comfort and consolation.

This makes Yang somewhat uncomfortable.

Is that child the next king?

If Zhou Wen didn't care about his daughter's life and death at all, what would Yang do?

This seems to be the only method he can use to threaten each other

You know, he was detained at the headquarters of the Undead Bird Company at this moment, in the Arctic with no shit.

"To be honest, if you don't feel a little nervous, I have to get nervous."

Yang said honestly.

"Uh okay, usually when the human body is in a state of intense emotion, it will start to have cold hands, sweat on the forehead and trance, right. Sorry, I can't do it, I have limited acting skills, it was because of this that I was proposed to play college Social. "Zhou Wen shook his head helplessly.

"But! Actually, I'm still very nervous. You can rest assured, really." Zhou Wen solemnly added.

"Okok, I believe you." Yang waved his hand and said.

"It's okay." Zhou Wen smiled and repeated his own mantra.

"I know what your purpose is, so"

Zhou Wen did not say this completely, but reached out and knocked on the metal device on Yang's chest.

"Ding Ding."

The nails and the metal device collided lightly, making a clear sound.

"I don't quite understand." Yang raised his eyebrows.

"In this way, I will give you science."

Zhou Wen adjusted his sitting posture.

He continued:

"Your body was originally in a state of high-speed metabolic operation. If this situation continues, it may not be long before it will die because it reaches the limit of replication of all cells, right?"

"You helped me save a lot of effort." Yang nodded.

He was a little surprised that the other party was very clear about his purpose.

"Then this metal device, although temporarily deprived of your self-replicating function, do n’t forget, at the same time, it achieves this goal by limiting the speed of your cells, that is, as far as the current situation No longer in the same state as before. "

Zhou Wen continued to explain to Yang.

"It means that my life progress bar has become the same speed as your normal people?"

Yang asked.

Zhou Wen nodded.

"That's what I mean."