Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 75 The Doctor's Well-behaved Spirit Snake ([-])

The undisturbed research institute fell into an eerie silence as Anyang fell asleep.

Time passed by every minute and every second, suppressing the begging for mercy from the depths of the ground.

"Master, we really didn't touch a single hair of her! We followed your instructions every step of the way, and we never did anything to hurt that young lady!"

Amidst the cries of shit, the man who was tied up and hung in mid-air begged anxiously for mercy.

The toes barely touched the ground, and the muscle pulling overnight made him almost collapse and faint.

Forcing himself not to look at what happened next to him, he trembled and burst into tears.

"But you still touched her."

Like an officer patrolling a prison, the cold instrument in Yan Mo's hand glowed eeriely under the incandescent lamp.

"You disgusting bedbugs, you're terrified of her."

He was talking to himself, his slender body stretched by the light, invisibly adding a layer of suffocating depression to this space.

Hearing the "clack" sound that can only be heard when he is dying, the man around him was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He turned his eyes away, not daring to look at what happened next to him, but wherever he looked, there were poisonous snakes and rats that were kept in cages.

Many bloody dead corpses were piled up with rotten skin and flesh, like a miniature purgatory.

"Young master, please let me go!"

Sensing Yan Mo's icy breath approaching, he closed his eyes in despair and let out a mournful wail.

The scalpel stopped the moment it was about to touch his wrist, and a sharp cold light flashed through the narrowed eyes behind the lenses.

"I'm tired."

Hearing his light tone, the man boldly opened his eyes, meeting his gaze.

His deep eyes were like a bottomless abyss, reflecting his frightened and deformed face.

"Big, big, young..."

"How about I give you a chance to survive?"

"I will try my best to do as long as the elder sister says it!" As if grasping at a straw, the man eagerly twisted the chains that bound his body.

"It just so happens that my Eos contributed the freshest blood, why not let her choose your fate."

The man swallowed dryly, and watched Yan Mo's hand, a tube of brightly colored blood appeared.

The blood sealed in the test tube was brighter red than any blood he had ever seen, and there seemed to be faint star-like lights beating inside.

The man swallowed his dry mouth hard, and was already too scared to speak by the strange situation in front of him.

A little bit of coldness manipulating life and death is the outside world's praise for the young master of the Han family, but no one has ever said that under that white coat, there is a deceiving demon hiding.

"Young master, please let me live..."

Even with confusion, he still begged bitterly.He regretted his flattery and flattery, and ended up provoking someone he shouldn't have provoked.

Yan Mo frowned inadvertently at this moment, and slowly touched the wall of the test tube with his thumb up and down.

He had never made a decision to regret, but at this moment he suddenly wanted to change his mind.

"Huh," the corner of his mouth overflowed with a cold snort, and his eyes behind the lens curved slightly at this moment, "Eos..."

The man whispered this strange name tenderly, and the man was shocked to find that Yan Mo's perennially stern face showed a relaxation that no one else had ever seen before.

"Don't be afraid, Eos. How dare I let them stain your blood..."

(End of this chapter)