No Master [Interstellar]

Doyle and Ronan returned to the house from the garden. It stands to reason that the security guards should have rushed out after the two made such a big commotion.But so far there is no one.

Ronan thought to himself, maybe they are really lucky this time, the house is really empty and no one lives in it.

The two walked into the mansion, and Ronan had to carefully observe the surroundings to make sure they were going back the same way.But Doyle walked forward without hesitation, as if he was playing a maze game with cheats.Ronan followed him hesitantly, paying attention to the movement around him as he walked.Just as the two were walking into the second room, suddenly, Ronan heard a "wow" sound from the depths of the house.

Ronan stopped abruptly, screaming that something was wrong.

Looking at Doyle again, I saw him striding forward like a normal person.It stands to reason that the Zerg's sense of hearing is so keen, it is impossible for him not to hear it, is there really a ghost?Ronan was hesitating whether to retreat to the garden, but in a blink of an eye he saw that Doyle had gone far away.He gritted his teeth and followed.Even if he retreated into the garden, the result would be the same if Doyle was caught.As Ronan moved forward, the intermittent "wow" sound became more and more clear.Ronan could hear the crack of something soft—it was coming from a room on the left ahead.

But when Doyle, who was walking in front of him, walked past the door, he walked straight forward without looking back.Ronan followed him on tiptoe, deliberately walking lightly as he passed the house.Who knew, there was a gap in the window, Ronan couldn't hold back, and secretly glanced to the left curiously.

Just one look and I was startled.

The room was dimly lit and heavily curtained.In the corner is an exaggerated round bed.Under the fuchsia light, it was barely discernible that there were two people in the room.One person was about the same height as him, slightly shorter, with his back facing him, and the other person was facing him. He was of ordinary Zerg height, with extremely beautiful limbs, but he was tied naked to a pillar in the middle of the house, with his head hanging down.Therefore, neither of them noticed him hiding in the window.

The person with his back to him held a long-handled whip in his hand. The thickness of the whip was about the same as a willow, but the person who used him was not as gentle as using a willow. He first swung the long whip in mid-air, There was a gust of wind in the air, and then the whip tip landed neatly on the flesh of the young man who was tied to the post, bringing out a new bloodstain.The intermittent rattling sound he heard just now was caused by the lash of the whip on the person.

The person being whipped was obviously much taller than that person, but he didn't resist. The bright red welts on his body were shocking. He hung his head, neither screaming nor dodging.Only when the whip fell on his body did he tremble slightly like a willow leaf in the breeze.

sm games?Ronan frowned. The young man with the whip could feel his fierceness just by looking at his back, and he happened to be about the same height as him. Ronan suspected that he was a male.But he still remembered that males in this world are not potatoes, they can be easily dug out with a hoe on the ground.They wouldn't be so unlucky, they just happened to meet one, right?

He couldn't tell it by himself, and just wanted to ask Doyle who could tell, but when he looked forward, Doyle had already lost sight of the figure.At this moment, the person who was beaten yelled "Ah" softly. It turned out that the whip fell on his sensitive position, and he couldn't restrain himself from the pain.

Ronan looked at the scar and that position, and couldn't help but tighten his lower body, feeling the pain for him.

His voice was like the whimpering sound of an injured animal, begging to stop beating or begging for more, scratching people's hearts like an itch, and it must have aroused some people's sadism.Sure enough, when he heard his snort, the next whip came more violently, but this time, he didn't scream again, but his body trembled like a candle in the wind.

According to Ronan's past experience, the first reaction to seeing this scene was to call the police.

However, his second reaction was that he must not call the police.

After all, this is a guitar, and the identity of the two people is unknown.It is very likely that the short one is not an ordinary underage female, but a male.

At this moment, the shorter man had already hit him seven or eight times in a row, as if he was tired from convulsions.He dropped his whip and went out by another door.

Ronan hesitated, this was the first time he encountered such a predicament.

If it was really abuse, he would have to call the police.However, if the two of them are really a male and a female, then the slightly bloody scene in front of them may be someone's boudoir fun.The Zerg's skin is rough, and minor injuries healed on their own. Who knows if the two of them are playing a sex game.According to what he has seen and heard during this period, the Zerg race seems to like this kind of Zhou Yu's game of playing Huang Gai. Not only the males like it, but some females also enjoy it.From this point of view, the current scene is even a little bit—sexy?Luo Nanmao rushed forward rashly, and people might not appreciate it, maybe the guy who was beaten jumped off the pillar with a swipe, and called the police because he ruined this little fun.At that time, as a trespasser, he would not be able to speak clearly even if he had eight mouths.

The less trouble, the better.Thinking of this, Ronan immediately made up his mind to let him go.It was really abnormal behavior for him to peek at people like this. He immediately decided to leave the window and stop peeping, and it would be serious to go after Doyle.

Just a second before he left, who knew that at this moment, the man tied to the pillar raised his head and glanced at Ronan's reaction.Ronan had already taken one foot, but at this time he couldn't walk anyway.The man kept his head down, and it was only now that Ronan could see his face clearly. It turned out that he was so young. Although he was tall, his face looked smaller than Ronan's.His face was pale and weak, his lips were dry and cracked, and his big eyes showed a dull brilliance.

Ronan hesitated, it was too exaggerated to play sex games to this extent.And, his eyes—Ronan had only seen that kind of brilliance in the eyes of dying people.

He was dying.

The man opened his mouth and mouthed a silent mouth to Ronan.

But Ronan understood.

He said, "Help me."

Ronan didn't hesitate anymore, he opened the window, jumped into the room, landed as quietly as possible, then rushed to the center of the room, untied the rope, and let the man down from the pillar.At close range, Ronan finally saw his miserable state clearly. There was hardly a piece of intact skin on his upper body, and there were many welts.There were barbs on the whip, and his scars were not superficial flesh wounds, new and old wounds piled up together, making it look particularly hideous.There were also a few inconspicuous bruises on his neck and a scar behind him.There is also a dog tag-like thing hanging around the neck.

"Young man, you guys have played too hard!" Ronan thought to himself.

As soon as he was put down, that person immediately leaned against him softly.Even a weak guy can't stand relying on Ronan like this.Ronan struggled to support him against the pillar.He looked outside, the guy who hit someone hadn't appeared yet, but he might come back anytime.

The young man who was rescued was hot all over, and his eyes narrowed weakly.

Ronan patted his cheek lightly and whispered, "Hey, can you stand up? I can't help you if you can't move."

The man looked at him, drops of blood dripped down his hair onto Ronan's shoulders, his eyes gradually regained focus, and he nodded in confusion after a while.

At this time, Ronan checked him briefly. There were no major wounds on his body. The blood on his head was due to a wound on his forehead, and now it stopped bleeding.But his miserable appearance made Ronan wonder if he had been beaten stupidly.

At this time, there were slight footsteps outside the door.

Ronan and him looked at each other, secretly screaming.The master is back!

The master came back alone.

Holding the water glass in his hand, he walked into the room.When he saw the female who was half leaning on the pillar in front of him, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said darkly: "Who put you down?" He knew that even if he had the ability to untie himself, he would never Have the courage to run down by yourself.

The man pointed behind him feebly.

Xiongzi said contemptuously, "You want to attack me? Do you think I'm stupid?" He bent down and stared at his prisoner condescendingly, pressing harder and harder. "Say! Which one is it?!"

Ronan, who was standing behind him, picked up the stool next to him and knocked him out. He said contemptuously, "It's true that IQ is worrying, so hurry up and get some calcium."

After knocking out the criminal, Ronan tore down the curtain in the room, wrapped the naked body of the injured Zerg, and then half-dragged and half-carried him to the door.

Unexpectedly, Doyle was still standing at the door.He hasn't left yet!He put his hands in his pockets, staring blankly at the purple sky.It was already late at night, but there were still a steady stream of aircraft flying in the sky.Seeing Ronan coming out, Doyle shook his head: "It's too slow!" He stretched out his hand towards Ronan. "Soldier, follow me, we're going home." Feeling that he ran so far here, he didn't come home, but came here specifically to pee.

Ronan no longer believed he knew his way home, and hurriedly hailed a driverless taxi through the central dispatch center.The aircraft will be here soon.Ronan was going to get a drunk, a dead man into the car.The dead ghost is more obedient, he has no strength, but he still knows how to cooperate with Ronan, and Ronan dragged him into the car.The drunkard was very disobedient, and refused to go up anyway, insisting on walking back by himself.Ronan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and kicked his ass twice, and the drunk got into the car mumbling.

Their aircraft took off smoothly.Ronan suddenly remembered something, he ordered the aircraft to hover at a certain height, and then wrapped the dog tag-like thing around the dead ghost's neck around the treetops beside him.On the way, Ronan asked the car brain to check the injured.If his life was in danger, they would have to go to the hospital.When Ronan has a headache, what kind of excuses will he prepare to explain his wounds.Doyle has been making a fuss since he got in the car, pointing at the scenery outside the window and screaming non-stop.The other one is very quiet, too quiet, and has collapsed on the seat since getting in the car, motionless.The quiet is too quiet, and the restless is too restless.Ronan really wanted to open the door and kick one out.

Fortunately, the result of Zhinao's examination showed that the injured were not life-threatening. Ronan breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, they did not go to the hospital.In this way, Ronan returned to the hotel where he was staying with a drunkard and a dead ghost.Afraid of being followed, he changed four cars in a row along the way, bought some medicines such as blood plasma and hemostatic agent to reduce fever from the store, and made a big bend around the city before returning to his residence.

By this time, it was almost dawn.

When he arrived at the hotel room, the man had almost passed out, and Ronan yelled several times without waking him up.When Doyle saw the bed, he jumped straight on it, and snored as soon as he fell on it.Ronan pushed him, but he still didn't wake up.

Ronan had nothing to do with him, so he had to check the dead ghost himself.His forehead was hot and his face was pale.Ronan added some blood to him according to the operating instructions of the medicine. As the blood continued to flow from the plasma bag, his face gradually became a little more radiant.But his high fever still persisted, and Ronan injected him with antipyretics again.These are all medicines bought in roadside shops before.Because for the Zerg, bleeding and injury are common, and these things can be bought everywhere.Fortunately, the Zerg's medical technology is very advanced, and convenience and effectiveness were considered in the design, and most people can operate it just by reading the instructions.In this way, even Ronan, who is operating for the first time, will not be hopeless.

Ronan peeled off the "coat" on his body. His body was stained with blood, and the cloth was already sticking to his body. Looking at the wound on his body, Ronan frowned again. The welt marks were deep enough to show the bone, and the old and new wounds were shocking. , Fortunately, this is a Zerg with good physical fitness. If he had released Ronan, he would have been beaten to death.Facing such scars, Ronan had no good solution. After cleaning, he applied a hemostatic agent that had been pre-added with antibiotics and bandaged it.Then drag the mummy to another bed and lie down.Without the special equipment of the hospital, there is only so much he can do. If the wound is really infected tomorrow morning, he will have to be sent to the hospital.

After doing all this, Ronan was exhausted to death. He simply tidied up the living room and took a shower.When I came back, I saw that both beds were occupied, and it was already dawn.He simply curled up on the sofa. Fortunately, the Zerg were generally tall, and their sofa was enough for him to stretch his legs.I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep in such an awkward position, but who knew that as soon as his head rested on the sofa, he fell asleep immediately.