I am A Villain

Chapter 302: Blood draw

"Hey"

At this time, a good voice came from the door of the cell.

Yang originally planned to try again to see if he could get rid of the magnetic traction of the metal device.

After all, he is not the same as before, he will die now.

At this time, the woman with the metal cone in her hand did not look bad.

If necessary, Yang will definitely not sit still.

But this time, Zhou Wen appeared.

Just like he appeared twice before.

He stood quietly at the door.

Hands in trouser pockets, shoulders leaned against the door frame.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at the guards and the ponytail women.

"It seems that it is not appropriate to directly enter my experimental area"

"simple?"

Zhou Wen lightly looked at the cool temperament woman.

When the eyes of the two were in contact, Yang could even see the subtle fire between them.

Of course, it ’s not that passion, do n’t get me wrong.

This firelight has a trace of obvious hostility.

It was at this time when Yang realized that the name of this cool-tempered woman was called "Jane".

He didn't speak, waiting quietly to see what would happen between the two in front of him.

Probably because Zhou Wen's hierarchical status is indeed relatively high at the headquarters of the Undead Bird, so the guards did not act rashly for the time being.

Jane turned back to Zhou Wen indifferently.

She said lightly: "Chuang? No?"

"I'm too lazy to bite the words with you." Zhou Wen waved his hand and said, "This guy is my subject of the experiment, and Mr. Connor has made it clear that this project is my sole responsibility, so why are you?"

Zhou Wen bowed his fingers and pointed at Jane: "You better not mess with me."

"understand."

Jane did not make a strong confrontation with Zhou Wen's words.

She just nodded, and then simply said: "You are responsible for the research and development of the symbiotic project on him. This is indeed the original word of Mr. Connor, but the other experimental project I am doing now just needs to use the symbiotic material. In view of the current scarcity of such substances, I asked Mr. Connor, who allowed me to extract symbiotic substances from this experimental body for testing. "

"Emm"

Zhou Wen narrowed his eyes.

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples.

"Uh, as a party, I don't think this is a good idea."

At this time, Yang hung on the wall whispered and said his thoughts.

He wanted to wave his hand, but the metal cone between the bones of his two forearms made him unable to move at all.

So he can only flex his fingers.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Wen nodded.

"Ok, I have no opinion."

Zhou Wen spread his hands and said to Jane: Please continue your performance

"Warrior!"

Yang's complexion changed.

"Cross! This can be fatal!"

Yang quickly wanted to fight back and stab the metal cone on his arm away from the wall.

But because the barb on the tail of the cone thorn was stuck in his bones, and the cone head punctured into the metal wall also had a corresponding fixed structure, no matter how he resisted, the result could only be to make himself The muscles on his arm became more flesh and blood.

"Damn!"

Blood ran down his arm.

Yang endured severe pain.

His situation is now stiff.

The whole person was hung on the wall, and his hands were still firmly fixed, even though he had amazing physical fitness and strength, he did not have a proper angle of effort.

"I think this matter is open to question."

Despite the bad situation, Yang's face still had a strange smile.

"Uh, if you want symbiosis so much, in fact, I can provide a message, as far as I know there is a symbiote integrator besides me, if you are interested, you can go to him, he must welcome you of."

Yang Mou began to run the train.

But in fact, what he said is based on certain grounds.

For example, the symbiote fusion in his mouth is not just empty-mouthed, but a real existence. That person is the black uncle of Rael Adam.

Of course, there is no reason for Jane or Zhou Wen to talk about Yang.

"Rub!"

The metal cone thorn in Jane's hand eventually penetrated Yang's muscles and completely penetrated his artery.

"Wait, wait, though, it feels a bit cool and wrong, I mean, do n’t draw too much blood, really do n’t need too much. Think about it, you can only get a steady stream if I ’m still alive. If the symbiotic material is drained at one time, it is equivalent to one-time consumption. Do you understand sustainable development? "

In the face of Jane, who was close to him, Yang did not have a tense or uneasy look on the face. On the contrary, because of the strangeness of pain in his deep personality, Yang's expression even had a hint of enjoyment.

And Jane just looked at Yang coldly.

She knows that this guy is not a normal person, whether it is physical or psychological.

So no matter how weird Yang is, she won't be surprised.

But in close contact with such a person, Jane couldn't help but feel a sense of repulsion.

This makes her subconsciously want to stay away from each other, but also stimulates her some kind of curiosity

Of course, she may not have noticed it yet.

"Em"

Yang took a deep breath.

At this time, the metal cone thorn in Jane's hand had already drawn nearly seven or eight hundred milliliters of blood in the blood vessels of Yang

Without the symbiotic regeneration ability, Yang's face began to pale.

But his look remained unchanged.

Even because his face became pale, his smile became even more weird.

"Do you mind telling me which perfume you use?"

He grunted.

Jane frowned in disgust.

In the end, Yang didn't know how much blood the other party had taken him.

In short, when he watched the other person leave, the blood bag in his hand seemed to be quite full, and at the same time his vision began to blur.

It seems that normal human health is weaker

Yang has clearly felt his own weakness.

Damn it

After taking enough blood samples, Jane left the cell with the watchmen who kept silent from start to finish.

Zhou Wen also glanced at Yang lightly and left together.

It wasn't until the metal gate in the cell was merged and locked again that the two barb structures nailed to the metal cones on Yang's arm were retracted back

"Oh shit"

Yang swallowed.

At this point his lips were pale, and the whole person looked very weak.

This should be the bad feeling that Yang has never experienced since seizing dominance.

auzw.com "Uh, this may be the feeling of being sick."

Yang muttered.

He could feel that his eyelids seemed to be much heavier, and he always wanted to push down unconsciously.

But at this time, he was still hanging on the wall.

The metal tap on the arm is still there.

However, what can be felt is that the magnetic traction of the metal device on his chest has been completely removed at this time.

In other words, the force that originally forced him to **** on the wall has completely disappeared.

Yang now simply hangs two arms fixed by metal cones and hangs on the wall.

"Hey"

Yang sighed.

He pulled out one of his hands with some difficulty.

Because the metal cone thorn is fixed on the wall, he cannot pull the metal cone thorn out, and Jane only controls the metal cone thorn to gather the barb device at the tail. The meaning is also very clear. The metal cone sticks completely through his arm.

"hiss"

He took a breath.

After pulling one arm out, he quickly grabbed the metal cone that had already carried his body temperature with his palm.

He can only do this, otherwise his whole body weight is pressed on his other arm, and the metal cone thorn of the other arm may directly tear his flesh.

Yang grabbed the metal cone thorn and used his strength to pull the other hand away.

"boom"

In this way, he finally fell to the ground.

Yang sat straight on the floor.

At this time, on his two forearms, close to the wrist, there are these two **** holes

Blood is emerging from it.

Drop by drop on the cold ground.

The pain is like puncturing Yang's brain rhythmically like countless needles.

It must be admitted that this feeling is very beautiful, but what makes Yang feel very uncomfortable is that his current state is extremely poor and quite weak.

This is what he hates.

From beginning to end, no matter how horrible the torture was, Yang could maintain an extremely excited state of mind.

But now he feels very tired when he moves casually.

And the breathing is not smooth and powerful.

"It's"

Yang swallowed.

He felt extremely thirsty.

Sleepy.

The whole head was groggy.

"It's bad"

Yang shook his head.

He tore two pieces of ragged cloth from his pants and wrapped them around his two **** wrists.

Now he realized the feeling that the trauma could not recover quickly.

But Yang didn't feel anything was wrong, everything had a price.

He regenerates quickly, at the cost of his life.

And now he temporarily delayed the consumption of life, the price is naturally to bear the pain caused by these wounds, double the pain.

Yang bit the cloth with his teeth and tied the cloth tightly to his wrist.

And just when he tried to wrap his other wrist with cloth, he just felt his vision suddenly turn black.

This blackening trend is very rapid.

Soon, he completely lost his sense of self.

When Yang opened his eyes again, he found that his wrist was covered with a clean and tidy white bandage, and the blood stopped.

I still lay in the cell.

"It's kind of conscience."

Yang muttered.

He touched his wrist and found that the original intense pain had almost disappeared, but the state of the whole person was still very general.

This is a far cry from the previous situation where the peak was restored in 20 seconds. The difference between before and after is still quite large.

"Oh, fortunately, it's just blood drawing. If the **** cuts a piece of visceral meat directly like Claus, won't the book end?"

Yang glanced around him and found that it was empty, only a glass of water was placed on the ground.

He said nothing and picked up the glass and drank it.

After being pumped out of too much blood, all the symptoms he now has are normal human symptoms, and it is not surprising.

At this moment, Zhou Wen's voice was uploaded from the ceiling of the cell.

"Actually, your assessment of mental state does not show other problems besides division, but why do I sometimes not understand what you say?"

This time, Zhou Wen's voice was clearly audible.

Although the noise is small enough to be ignored, the audio yang that is unique to that communication device and undetectable by ordinary humans can be captured.

So this time he knew that Zhou Wen was not in the cell.

But just talking to him through the communication device.

"So you scientists don't understand everything."

Yang lay lazily back on the ground.

He pouted.

"It seems that your prejudice against scientists is not so great." Zhou Wen's voice passed down from above.

"That is, quite big." Yang nodded.

"OK."

Zhou Wen said helplessly.

"I said, don't you hurry up to do your research? To know that there are only thirty days in a month, you have already used one-tenth of the time." Yang reminded Zhou Wen.

"I didn't say that, I don't always have a concept of time." Zhou Wen said lightly.

"Okay, okay, as you are, I don't have any morals." Yang shrugged.

His meaning is clear.

I do n’t have any morals, so I wo n’t want to start because your daughter is still a child.

"I know I know."

Zhou Wen's tone did not mean a solemn feeling.

His voice continued to pass from the cell.

"Actually, I'm not wasting time, I just tell you something."

"what's up?"

Yang frowned and asked.

"That's it. I just received a message from a certain channel. The general meaning is that your team friendly seems to cause some trouble."

"What do you mean?" Yang frowned slightly.