Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

In the laboratory, without me, you can't even configure semi-finished products. "

Feng Qing's face changed for the first time, "Are you threatening me?"

Chu Jingran said coldly, "No, I'm explaining a fact."

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked from outside, Jiang Fuqian walked in with an ugly face, and whispered something in Fengqing's ear, Fengqing's complexion sank completely, looking at Chu Jingran's eyes on the opposite side, He was furious.

After 5 minutes of confrontation, Fengqing said unwillingly: "Okay, I promise you, tomorrow, I will give a reasonable explanation for this."

The next day, Chu Jingran did not go directly to the laboratory, but turned on the radio at home and waited for Fengqing to give relevant explanations, but after waiting for a whole day, there was no movement from Fengqing's side, Chu Jingran was very surprised, Fengqing I regretted it, but why?

Feeling completely puzzled by this, Chu Jingran came to Fengqing's residence, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by the guard before approaching.

"No one is allowed to come near."

Chu Jingran felt that the guard's attitude was very strange, because his related research was related to the survival of everyone in the last days. In the past, as long as he came, he had never been stopped, but this time...

Thinking of all that happened yesterday, Chu Jingran had no choice but to attribute it to Fengqing's account of these trivial matters. Although he was suspicious, he still turned and left.

Only halfway through the return journey, Chu Jingran suddenly heard the casual chatting of the two not far away.

"I heard that when the Zhanhu team returned to the base yesterday, the captives brought back an extraordinary person."

"It's terrible? Who is it?"

"The former person in charge of Chenxiao Base..."

Almost as soon as this sentence fell, Chu Jingran suddenly turned his head while walking forward.

157. On the Importance of Taking to the Script 20

In the small laboratory room, the glassware was icy cold. A man was tied tightly to the operating table, and a transparent infusion tube was connected to the man's right arm.

At this moment, the dark blood was being drawn continuously along the infusion tube into the blood bag next to the operating table.

On the shelf not far from the operating table, there were several bags of sealed blood, no less than 800ml at a glance.

Beside the operating table, Feng Qing was wearing gloves, looking at the people on the operating table with a mocking face.

"Even if you live a new life, Cheng Yimo, you are still in such a mess."

Cheng Yimo's face on the operating table turned slightly pale, but his eyes were like the deep sea under the curtain, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

"Teacher, where are you?"

"Oh, teacher?" The smile on Feng Qing's face was extremely weird, "You actually called Ji Chenru your teacher, Cheng Yimo, did you forget that you killed Ji Chenru with your own hands?"

Cheng Yimo suffocated for breath, his usually calm pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and the fist placed by his side also tightened violently, this was a wrong decision he made in his previous life.

If the oath seems to be self-warning, Cheng Yimo said word by word: "I will never hurt the teacher again."

At this moment, there was a chaotic sound outside the door accompanied by blocking sounds, but the conversation was interrupted in less than three seconds, and then the door of the laboratory was pushed open from the outside.

The two people who were secretly confronting each other in the laboratory turned their heads sideways almost at the same time.

The moment he saw someone, his pupils constricted at the same time.

Ji Chen is wet! ! !

In this fleeting moment, in the past five years, countless longings and affections that have been suppressed day and night exploded.

Chasing, rebellious, giving up, depraved, crazy, destroyed... All the pictures of the past have all turned into the face that is not far away.

On the operating table, Cheng Yimo stared at the man with red eyes, as if he wanted to cross the barrier of time and see clearly all the details and details of his personal participation in the past five years.

That person was haggard, his brows were furrowed deeper, and the smile that always hung in his eyes was gone, but even so, it couldn't change the fact that in the past few short months, that person was deeply imprinted in his mind. bit by bit.

Teacher, after five years, I finally saw you again.

When he saw Cheng Yimo on the operating table not far away and the bags of blood not far away, Chu Jingran's expression suddenly changed.

Before he had time to think, he rushed to the operating table as fast as he could, pulled out the blood vessel on the man's arm, turned around and shouted: "Do you want to kill him!!!"

Damn, have you notified me about drawing my family's blood?

Feng Qing didn't care at all about Chu Jingran's words and cross-border actions. Anyway, for him right now, he has enough blood for the time being.

Smiling, he said casually: "I've always heard about the only light-type supernatural being in the last days, and heard that he can heal everything. I just want to see if he can heal himself."

Of course, Chu Jingran didn't believe this kind of lie that even a three-year-old child would believe, so he calmed down a little.