After being marked by a merman

This is already the No. 11 bun that Zhonglihe ate. It wasn't a small steamed bun, but a big bun with one piece on the outside. Normally, he could only eat four of these buns.

But today I don't know what happened, his appetite is as good as that of the merman.

"I'll go buy some more." Sheng Lan said.

Zhonglihe didn't look up, they rented a house in this small town in their hometown, a dilapidated community, most of the residents are old people, the location is hard to find, and there are few surveillance.

In short, it is an excellent hiding place, and no one knows when the people from the base will find it.

Even in Zhonglihe's heart, he was very repulsed by the base. It was about two months after he came back from that world, and those people treated him like an experimental product.

When Sheng Lan went to buy buns, he saw two foreigners riding motorcycles on the side of the road. They were black and white, and they were very eye-catching in this city where few foreigners visited.

Little Negro York said to Julie, "Don't you think they're looking at monkeys?"

"Only you look like a monkey, and I'm a killer whale." Julie stepped on the accelerator when she saw the green light, and York immediately followed.

Sheng Lan in the distance looked at them with cold eyes, and York shivered: "God, the wind in this place is really cold."

"Young man, your steamed stuffed bun." The grandmother who sold steamed stuffed buns said to Sheng Lan, and Sheng Lan replied "Thank you" and walked home.

His blond hair has been dyed black, and even his eyes are wearing black color contact lenses, plus his oriental face, Shenglan looks like a handsome oriental.

When he opened the door, Sheng Lan saw Zhonglihe was lifting up his clothes to look at his stomach in front of the full-length mirror. The size had not changed, but it had become much harder.

"We may have to leave here." Sheng Lan said after putting down the bun.

Zhong Lihe pulled off his clothes, looked at him and said, "Why?"

Compared with other places, although his hometown has changed a lot, Zhonglihe still likes it more.

Shenglan didn't explain too much, and he wasn't sure if those two people were in the same organization as Aubrey, but he had to be prepared for all situations.

The next day, Shenglan started to pack his things, Zhonglihe was a little tired, his hair grew a lot, because his belly glowed from time to time, he didn't dare to go to the barber shop.

Seeing him fiddle with his hair, Shenglan took a handful and said, "I'll cut it for you."

Zhonglihe didn't refuse. After staying here for more than ten days, his body was calm enough, as if he had reacquainted with Shenglan for the third time, and the two of them were like tenants.

In addition, the egg was about to come out, Sheng Lan didn't need to give it enough breath, and even the most intimate entanglement between the two of them didn't continue at night.

Zhonglihe should have been happy, but there was an hourglass in his mind, like a countdown to the divorce between husband and wife.

Even though it was still a long time, the feeling was tormenting.

Shenglan cut his hair very neatly, and the stubble fell on Zhonglihe's ear, causing him to scratch.

In the mirror, Zhong Lihe looked at Sheng Lan who was seriously cutting his hair, his eyes gradually became complicated, and he didn't know what to think.

As for Sheng Lan, he was still as gentle as ever, Zhonglihe guessed that this kind of gentleness was aimed at the egg in his stomach.

But Zhonglihe was a little unhappy because of the inferiority of human beings.

After cutting his hair, Zhong Lihe felt much refreshed, Sheng Lan packed his luggage, and the two of them were about to leave.

The car started, and the scenery of the city passed by one by one. Although it was only a dozen days, Zhong Lihe was still attached to him.

"We will be back." Sheng Lan said.

Zhonglihe didn't answer, and he didn't know what the future would hold. Even if Sheng Lan let him go when the agreement came, would the people in the base and the organization let him go?

Freedom, for Zhonglihe, has always been an unattainable luxury.

While driving, Sheng Lan noticed two locomotives in the rearview mirror. He was about to get on the highway and turned into a small road.

This road looks a little old, because the trucks are often used, the road surface is a little uneven, and it bumps from time to time.

Zhong Lihe covered his uncomfortable stomach and said, "Drive slowly."

Sheng Lan glanced at him, Zhonglihe's complexion was a little pale.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zhong Lihe replied, "My stomach hurts."

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt his penis slipping out of his body, and the next moment, the embarrassment of incontinence hit him.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the toilet." Zhonglihe shouted, he pulled up his shirt and saw that the middle of his trousers was already wet.

Shenglan frowned, looked at Zhonglihe, who looked pained, and then at the two people following him in the rearview mirror. After a moment of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he drove the car into the woods.

This forest is a protected area, and no one usually enters it, probably due to neglect of management. The surrounding barbed wire was knocked open by a car, obviously rusted for a long time.

"Why... come here?" Zhonglihe endured the pain, he felt his lower abdomen slump, and there was more and more liquid underneath.

Sheng Lan stretched out a hand to hold his hand and said, "Don't worry, take off your pants first, I'll get rid of those two tails and come right over."

After speaking, he slammed the steering wheel and drove the car to a stop behind a big rock. Although Zhong Lihe was in pain, his mind was clear, and he guessed that someone was coming to arrest him.

"Be careful." Zhonglihe said, Sheng Lan's eyes trembled, he left a kiss on Zhonglihe's forehead and got out of the car.

York and Julie stopped the motorcycle, and the two wore helmets so as not to hinder each other's communication.

"It seems that we are right. I heard that this guardian is the one who killed the electric eel." After finishing speaking, York held the handle of the motorcycle and turned it a few times. birds.

Sheng Lan smiled coldly, holding the sword from the trunk in his hand.

"This country bumpkin still uses a sword." York raised his foot as he spoke, and the motorcycle slammed into Shenglan.

Zhong Lihe in the car took off his pants, the liquid seemed to flow endlessly, and the car seat was also wet, but in contrast, his lower abdomen was a little smaller.

Even so, the pain of falling did not decrease but increased. Zhonglihe put one foot on the steering wheel and stepped on the front of this small egg as it wanted to come out.

Because of the pain, the foot on the steering wheel always touched the horn, and York looked at Sheng Lan who was dodging the car and asked, "Is he cheering you on?"

Sheng Lan didn't speak. The next moment, Julie also rushed over. She didn't like wasting time, so she raised her gun while rushing over.

The sound of gunfire made Zhonglihe, who was sweating profusely, look outside, and he could faintly see a foot in the combat zone in the rearview mirror.

The two foreign killers armed with guns made Zhonglihe feel deeply worried, but the severe pain of the egg squeezing his lower abdomen made Zhonglihe cry out, and he burst into tears in pain.

And Shenglan was distracted by his shouting, a stray bullet passed through his shoulder...