Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

"If the speed of absorbing life force is directly proportional to the contact area, then what if that is the case?" Xiangqian took the initiative to put his right hand on the back of the opponent's hand, "Aha, that's true."

Jia Ying almost collapsed because of the playboy's leisure time, and she finally realized that she was doing useless work.Let Gordon look for Skye out of his own selfishness, but now with Gordon's miss and capture, the whole group is at risk of being exposed.As the leader of the group, she cannot let the whole group pay for her own selfishness.

Killing this playboy will inevitably cause Wude Group's business operations and scientific research and development to fall into chaos for a certain period of time, which may create opportunities for other tribesmen to cause more damage, thereby eliminating the risk of ethnic group exposure.

Whether it's the Tyria crystal or the later life-absorbing power, she took a gamble in order to cut off the black hand reaching out to her own group.

At the same time, they can also warn those careerists who covet their own ethnic group with a tragic result of their own death.The assassination was both self-sacrifice and self-redemption.

Originally, the assassination was a bad choice in the end, but Xiangqian's repeated temptations and provocations during the meeting finally led to this result.

Now, that last-ditch effort has clearly failed.The huge psychological pressure and sense of loss made Jia Ying fall into a desperate situation. The hand that was clenched forward was also unconsciously released, and her body fell backward as if her strength had been drained.

"Oh, that's not okay, the experiment is not over yet!" Qianqian turned around and stretched out his hand to fish, dragging Jia Ying's arm back forcibly.

The lady's body was as light as a feather, passing across the desk; before Jia Ying could react, her body was already in the arms of the playboy.She tried desperately to struggle out, but there was a man's arm across her waist, imprisoning her like an iron hoop.

"What are you doing?" Jia Ying panicked, and her mind was filled with horrified thoughts, the clearest of which was the most famous name of the man in front of her: playboy.

If this term is not derogatory in the United States, it is completely different in the circle of Chinese civilization. "Playboy" is basically equivalent to "pervert" or "pervert" in the eyes of traditional Chinese.

Unexpectedly, Qianqian did not make any further aggressive actions other than holding his arms tightly—at least not for the time being—he just squeezed Jia Ying’s palm curiously, constantly trying to change the relationship between the two palms. Contact area.

"There is no response at all now... Your absorbing ability can be controlled by yourself? When you don't want to, even if you have physical contact, it won't hurt the other party, right?"

There is no lust in the forward gaze, but more inquiry.Jia Ying, who was still in shock, was a little relieved; also, who would be interested in a disfigured woman?At such a close distance, he can still speak calmly in front of the criss-crossing scars, he is already considered a man of self-restraint.

"Yes... yes!" Jia Ying reluctantly answered the question in an extremely harsh tone.

Except for the strange superpower that absorbs life force, Jia Ying's physical strength is no different from that of ordinary women. Persevere in asking questions.

"What about when you lose self-control, will this ability be triggered automatically? For example, when you lose consciousness?"

The new question unexpectedly aroused Jia Ying's inexplicable resistance. A strong disgust appeared on her face, and even the struggling movements that had gradually stopped became intense again.

After a long time, she answered viciously: "Yes!" Then she struggled like crazy again, shouting angrily, "Let go, you still don't let me go!"

It's a pity that what Ms. Jia Ying is facing at this moment is not the playboy Qianqian who is sympathetic to the beauty, but the scientist who is in the state of scientific research.Before completing his scheduled research work, he showed a jaw-dropping hardness of heart.

He grabbed the hand of the lady in his arms, wrapped both of her arms into his own, and pulled her body hard, forcing her to face him—he was observing the scar on the lady’s face—no matter what Whether the other party is willing to cooperate.

The scar on Jia Ying's face is very strange: I noticed it when Xiangqian first met.

The scars on a normal person's body usually have a lot of granulation at the wound site; it is the repair made by the body's self-repair ability after the muscle tissue is severely damaged.It's just that ordinary people's body self-repair ability is limited. For those severe traumas, even if the body does its best, it cannot be repaired to the perfect state before the trauma.

The granulation that grows from the wound will form uneven lines that are different from normal skin. Even in the most regular situation, it will make the wound look like a centipede-this is the shape of many surgical scars.And if it is an irregular wound, the lines of the wrong lines will become more hideous and terrifying.

The scars that appeared in Qianqian's sight at this moment were completely different; Qianqian couldn't see any new granulation on these criss-crossing scars.

If you use an inappropriate analogy, the scars on Jia Ying's face are like cracks on porcelain or mirrors, which are smoother and finer; combined with Jia Ying's delicate skin, her face looks more like a broken piece. Porcelain rebonded.

This is why Xiangqian said that she saw the hidden beauty on her face: the more obvious the crack, the more people will pay attention to her beautiful background in the past.

"Your scars... can't heal them even by absorbing life force?" The forward finger slid across the lady's face, touching the blue-black "cracks";

Looking forward, these scars can only be called "cracks", and they are not even the same color as normal scars.Although the wounds on normal people grow irregularly, they will still appear flesh-colored after healing, and occasionally red, which symbolizes the color of life and growth.

The scar on Jia Ying's face was a lifeless blue-black.

"They have died long ago, not only my face, but also my whole body; these scars remind me that I am already dead, no amount of vitality can change this." Jia Ying's words became low and gloomy, "You can also think that what you are holding is a corpse."

This kind of shallow intimidation is of no use to move forward.He has been to hell, and he has seen countless undead. A "dead man" who can talk and pant?Did he ever say he was a lover or the lord of hell?

Oh, by the way, I did not tell Jia Ying about it, so forget it.

Not to mention, from Qianqian's soul perspective, Jia Ying's soul is clearly a living person; also from this perspective, Qianqian saw that there were cracks in the soul of the other party, intersecting with her spiritual body above.

Perhaps that is the key to the inability of Jia Ying's scars to heal-she really encountered a near-death situation, and the scars are also the trauma left at that time?

At this time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Xiangqian's heart: not only is his vitality huge in number, but it is also different from ordinary people in essence; it comes from the depths of the soul, and it also has powerful soul repairing power.

Then use your own vitality to treat Ms. Jia Ying, will the result be...

The forward gaze became dangerous, the danger unique to men for beautiful women.

Jia Ying, who was close at hand, reacted almost immediately; she had seen this dangerous look on many men before she was disfigured, but she hadn't seen it for 20 years.

While panicking in her heart, an untimely thought came up uncontrollably: Is there something wrong with this man?It's not enough to find a disfigured woman if you don't choose what to eat, right?

The speed of the danger was not a bit slower than her thoughts, and in a daze, Qianqian had already leaned forward and kissed the lips of the woman in his arms.

Jia Ying was frightened and angry, but before she could resist, an astonishingly huge energy flow rushed over from the opponent's lips, tongue, arms, palms, and from any part that had direct contact with her.When she didn't use her ability, this energy was brutally passed on, and she couldn't refuse it.

Jia Ying was inexplicably horrified; her own superpowers could only work when the skin was in direct contact, but there was no limit to the forward energy transmission, even through the clothes, the energy flow continuously invaded her body .

The huge energy broke through the lady's psychological defense almost instantly.

The energy that was actively transmitted forward brought Jia Ying unprecedented feelings, which were completely different from ordinary people; those lively, unrestrained, and warm feelings filled Jia Ying's body and mind, making her deeply intoxicated until her body appeared. It was the new strange change that woke her up.

"Stop!" Jia Ying suddenly leaned back, breaking away from the playboy's intoxicating kiss; "I...so uncomfortable!"

A severe itching spread all over her body, she struggled hard a few times, this time Xiangqian easily let go of her restraint.

Feeling that her hands were free again, Jia Ying subconsciously scratched her face a few times, and then suddenly realized that her scar was healing, and this itchy feeling was a normal reaction during the healing stage of the scar.

"You feel it too, it's really useful, right?" Wiping the corners of his lips with his fingertips, Qianqian no longer concealed the aggressiveness of his gaze.

Jia Ying was at a loss for a moment, maybe she couldn't believe it, or maybe she was worried that her dream would be shattered, her eyes were mixed with worry and joy, and she lost focus for a while; "It's useful, what's useful?"

"Didn't feel it? Then let's try again?" Qianqian approached step by step with a malicious smile.

Jia Ying subconsciously took several steps back, and her back suddenly hit a hard surface, making a slight collision sound; there was a floor-to-ceiling window behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

"Wait..." She opened her mouth to stop her, but the man's more rapid movements blocked her voice deep in her throat, turning it into a vague murmur.

At the turn of spring and summer, thin clothes did not stop her from moving forward for a long time. Jia Ying leaned weakly against the French window glass, allowing the man to open her skirt.

The playboy's movements stopped suddenly, and the strong lustful atmosphere suddenly disappeared; Jia Ying opened her eyes, and her eyes were full of sarcasm: "I told you a long time ago that what you are holding is just a corpse, do you believe it now? "

His forward gaze stayed on Jia Ying's naked skin for a long time, and he couldn't hide his surprise; he finally understood that Jia Ying's saying that she was a "corpse" was not purely intimidating or self-deprecating.

From the bottom of her shoulder blades on both sides to the center of her abdomen, there is a huge wound in the shape of a "Y"; anyone who has studied forensic science can easily distinguish it. Words from the guts of the dead.

Jia Ying is very satisfied with Xiangqian's loss of voice at this moment; she doesn't believe that, facing the terrifying truth about this body, she still can't frighten this man's "perverted" lust.Better to scare off with a permanent question.

The lady who had been retreating repeatedly fought back; she supported her still weak body, stood up with panting panting, and looked down at the man in front of her like a queen—she believed that she had won the final victory of this confrontation. victory.

But before she pulled up his skirt, the playboy told her with practical actions: You are wrong.

His forward gaze changed from surprise to pity and regret. He stroked the incision with his fingertips and said softly, "I can't imagine now what kind of pain you have experienced."

Under Jia Ying's astonished eyes, Playboy continued his original action as if nothing had happened, the coherence of his back and forth movements seemed to have never been frightened by the terrible scalpel on her body.

The swift action shattered all Jia Ying's attempts to resist. The clothes on her body were completely stripped off, and more scars on the surface of her body were exposed.

These scars can tell anyone who sees them that this woman has suffered even more miserable pain than the corpse on the dissecting table.

But Xiangqian was unmoved, the raging desire was burning in his eyes, and the flame was still spreading to the woman.

"No...stop!" At the last moment, Jia Ying screamed out the last gleam of clarity in her mind; "You can't do this, I... I am Daisy's mother."

The forward motion stopped again.

"Daisy?"

"Yes, I'm her mother." Jia Ying panted, feeling a wave of fear in her heart. She was almost lost by the man's lust; she seemed afraid that the other party would not understand, so she quickly added: "Daisy That's Skye; her real name, her real name is Daisy."

Forward did hesitate for a moment.No need to explain, he already knew Skye's real name from Calvin Johnson.

He looked at Jia Ying's face, as if trying to find out the connection between her and Skye from her appearance.

Jia Ying was relieved by the man's hesitation, she thought the danger was finally over.

But the next moment, a tyrannical force pulled her body and pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window.

She was lying on the cold glass, and she could feel the man's warm breath in her ears, as well as a sentence full of offensive words: "Ma'am, don't wait for the man to make the last step before yelling to stop."