Therapy Planet No. 13

"So I said, you are still too impulsive."

Locke put plastic gloves on his hands in an orderly manner, and said to Angel who was tied up on the bed.

"Oh, just to clarify, the therapist on the 13th just had a bad meal and had diarrhea, so I'll do it for you today."

He said to himself, looked at Angel's gaze, and slowly refused: "It's useless to look at me this way, because I have a good relationship with you in private, so I will naturally treat you for this 'treatment'." Can't put water in."

He glanced in the direction of Lui who was waiting outside. The door was tightly closed. It was Angel who offered to let Lui wait outside the door.

"I didn't expect you to be so...gentle?"

When Locke put the healing device on Angel, his tone was sarcastic.

Angel raised his eyebrows: "That is, after all, how could I be willing to let my little cutie see some bad scenes."

Locke whistled, adjusted the equipment, and paused for a moment before pressing the switch:

"To be honest, I always felt that if He Xiangbin could have your mobility, he would have escaped long ago."

……

"Ahhhh!!!"

……

Louis leaned his back against the wall outside the door, relaxed his body, and stared calmly ahead.

Li Ming stood directly opposite her, fumbled out a candy from his pocket, and handed it to Lui: "The teacher said that when you feel uncomfortable here, eat some sweets, and you will feel much better."

She touched her own chest.

heart.

Lui silently shook his head and refused, with a calm expression on his face.

"Compared to this... I want the full story."

she says.

Just ignore her hands clenched into fists behind her back, and her fingernails that are almost embedded in the blood of the flesh.

……

I heard that Angor's screams lasted as long as three hours throughout the school through the broadcast.

The activities of the school also came to a halt. For the entire three hours, all activities were strictly prohibited, like the silence of the whole star after the death of a great person.

No one spoke, no one moved, and everyone was listening in silence in the corridor, in the dormitory, or in the auditorium. This is definitely a broadcast to scare others.

What is stronger than the visual impact is undisguised brutality and boundless imagination.

Many people with poor psychological qualities turned pale and began to cry early on. Even people like Pan En didn't look very good-looking.

The voice ranged from strong to weak, from continuous to disconnected, from clear to hoarse.

Every weakening and tone change seems to tell people the tragedy of fleeing in different ways.

No one said a word about it.

Either crash, or beg.

Lui greeted the instructor and became almost the only human being who was still moving during this period of time.

Her goal was very clear, and she strode towards the dormitory building with big strides. Li Ming was driven back by her. When she opened the door of the destination room, Angel's screams just fell into the first fault.

bang-

squeak-

click-

Open, close, lock.

Without saying a word, Lui pressed his back against the movement of the door, bent his right leg slightly to prevent someone from opening the door, and looked at the person inside the door without saying a word.

Tensions.

But no one spoke.

It wasn't until the screams gradually died down and the broadcast was artificially cut off that Louis said with a cold face, "I heard that you took the initiative to inform me?"

There are pink anklets wrapped around the ankles, making subtle noises as the body moves up and down.

Jessica fiddled with her black box with both hands, without saying a word.

"Ok?"

Lui's tone was instantly lowered, and the calmness and prestige in his tone was obvious.

"...It's Paine."

Under the pressure, Jessica dared not face Lui face to face: "He asked me about the two of you with an informant..."

"So you just said it?" Louis raised his eyebrows.

"It's not just me!"

The lethality of Lu Yi's cold face was too great, a child couldn't bear such a threat at all, so he just smashed the jar and shouted:

"Is this also what Liming told you? I heard that Liming still worships you as a teacher in private? You think she is so innocent! Pretending to be a child all day long is full of thoughts of killing Locke! You think she is not Tell? Let me tell you, as long as you ask her, everything is useless!"

After hearing this, Lu Yi just smiled mockingly and didn't answer.

Second and third never matter, it's the first that counts.

When everyone is likely to turn against each other, just make sure that the first one will not appear, so the second and third wait-and-see will not act rashly.

On the contrary, as long as someone takes the lead, the second and third can be regarded as preserving strength, or as judging the situation.

Dawn was like this, and Louis himself was even more like this.

Swearing to die will always be the legend of ancient heroes. They are loyal and upright, and they will never turn their backs on their masters.

It's a pity that this school cultivates neither heroes nor strong men, but living people.

To live, to seduce the instinct, is often more successful than any great truth on the lips.

"Paine—or did the headmaster promise you something?" Louis asked lightly.

Jessica shifted her gaze, and although she was reluctant, she still spat out a few syllables: "...Materials..."

"Compared to the temptation to connect to the star network after going out safely, is it more attractive to smuggle materials for small handmade parts from outside? Or is it more attractive to change to a single room now that you can avoid roommates' monitoring openly?"

Louie's voice was unhurried, but every word hit Jessica's heart.

"Or...do you think we are less convincing than the principal?"

Jessica's pupils shrank slightly, and she began to pinch her fingers uneasily, muttering, "Isn't this a matter of course? No one will..."

"And do you think anyone will survive three hours of intense therapy?"

Louis lightly broke Jessica's rebuttal, narrowed his eyes, and the newly formed mental net enveloped Jessica's whole body with overwhelming momentum.

Her whole body shook suddenly, she raised her head, and stared at Lui in disbelief: "You——!"

Originally thought that Angel had this kind of weird and unblocked spiritual network, but he didn't expect to have one!

Different from Angel's purely spiritual net, although Louis's spiritual net has just been reborn, but because of this, it's okay to store it up on weekdays, but once it's released, it will crazily occupy all the space with a barbaric attitude!

The mental tentacles attacked Jessica's mental sea with hundreds of thousands of pressures, and at the same time caused the room monitoring to fail instantly.

"how is this possible……"

"nothing is impossible."

Lu Yi slightly slowed down his posture, crossed his arms and said, "Or do you think that the principal or Paine can come to rescue you in due course, because I have won the principal's trust and An Ran's revenge from No. 13?"

Jessica was taken aback by what she said.

"Let me guess, An Ran promised you 'freedom'?"

Lu Yi smiled sarcastically, quickly regained his previous indifference, and said, "Then this time is not an invitation."

Her mental net wrapped around Jessica like spikes, invisible but with a forceful aura.

"You only have the choice of standing here for us to drive."

She said slowly: "If you succeed, you will be in a good mood and I will spare your life."

The voice was condescending, concise and to the point, different from Angor's redundant repetition, even the threats were straightforward, like a spear piercing the enemy's camp.gun.

"Otherwise, I will kill you now."

The monitor made an out-of-control hissing sound at the right time.

No one thought Louie was joking.

Jessica swallowed her saliva, "Killing...killing is against..."

"After the report was successful, because they were dissatisfied with the distribution of spoils, they felt jealous of the other leaking members." Lu Yi added lightly, "Private fights, manslaughter, it's not enough for the death penalty."

As soon as her words fell, the sharp sharp sword volleyed through Jessica's head.

It was like being hit on the forehead with an invisible blade, pierced through, even the wind never picked up, but it was accompanied by the sound of the head breaking.

This is a declaration and a warning.

Lui has this ability, and he also has this killing intent.

"We will visit again."

Louis said with a blank face, without even giving Jessica any extra glances, he turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

The moment the door was closed, the monitor finally broke free from its strict restraint, and Zila let out a piercing scream——

back to normal.

……

When Louis returned to his room, he happened to run into Locke who had sent Angel over.

"Hmm... I helped her deal with the wound by the way. Don't worry, you're going to die. You have to have confidence in my skills."

Locke smiled and patted Louis on the shoulder, but she avoided him calmly.

"Tsk, so indifferent..." Locke muttered dissatisfiedly, and smiled to himself, "However, although he can't die, he might be brain dead~ After all, such a high frequency, the previous highest record lasted for half an hour. directly died."

Locke encouraged Louis and made a cheering gesture: "I believe in you~"

Bang - bang.

Louis directly shut the door.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really not cute..." Locke chuckled, looked away, and left the door happily humming.

The "treatment" on the 13th is aimed at the spiritual sea, but if the degree is too severe, it will inevitably cause physical struggle.

Angel's wrists and wrists were all carefully wrapped in gauze, with bright red blood oozing from them.

It seems that it should have broken free from the fixed things directly.

Louis didn't dare to think about how much strength it would take, and he didn't dare to think about whether such resistance would scratch his bones.

Angor's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were furrowed—obviously he fell into a coma in a state of anxiety.

"...Really..." Lui rubbed his temples helplessly, and muttered, "...What a mess..."

"Lui..."

Unexpectedly, the person who thought he had lost consciousness a long time ago suddenly opened his mouth.

Louis turned his head away in amazement, but the astonishment was only momentary.

She quickly regained her composure, leaned over, took a glass of water and handed it to Angel's mouth.

"Jessica..." The voice was terribly hoarse.

"Don't talk." She replied in a cold voice, "She has completely stood by our side, and she should be available next time. The purpose this time has been achieved, and you can rest assured..."

Saying this, Louis saw Angel shake his head slightly.

"Don't you want water? Then you..."

"Come closer."

Louis was slightly taken aback.

"Come closer."

I was a little impatient when I repeated it the second time.

"..." Louis paused for a moment, and then moved forward in silence.

She took a sip of water herself, and then posted it.

The drizzle fell on the arid desert little by little, and soon started a prairie fire.

Louie's kisses fell on Angel's mouth, lips, cheeks, and forehead.In the end, even the tip of his tongue was teased, tingling and numb, a silent aggression.

Angor's physical and mental state is already like this, so it is naturally impossible to last for a long time, and it is even a little difficult to respond.

Soon, the dance between lips and teeth was only a solo dance of one person.

"Tired enough, go to sleep."

Louis gently lifted his lips away, stretched out his hand to caress Angel's closed eyes, and finally said in a deep voice:

"The next war is...just beginning."

The author has something to say: By the way, do you understand this...still in the state of collecting teammates...