When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling originally thought that he would be taken back to a staff dormitory similar to that in the laboratory building, but he did not expect that the other party would take him into a room with extraordinarily luxurious decoration.

"That... do I really live here?"

Wouldn't such a condition be too good? Even Qian Ling was dull and aware of the abnormality.

"Yes, this is a requirement of the order, please rest well."

With that said, the servant closed the solid wooden door.

Qian Ling walked around the room, the room was big and empty, but everything that should be prepared was available, it could be seen that the people who prepared it put their heart into it.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The scenery outside the window was separated by a thin layer of clouds and mist. There was a hazy feeling of looking at flowers in the mist. The towering buildings were quiet and prosperous.

It seems that all the chaos is fleeting.

But Qian Ling knew very well that this would only be the calm before the storm, which would soon be broken.

Qian Ling fell into a deep thought for a short period of time. When the system was considering whether to comfort him, he opened the closet, took clean clothes and went into the bathroom, and then came out to enjoy a delicious meal.

System 663: […]

I really can't see the deep emo just now.

Qian Ling said: "What's wrong?"

System 663: [It's okay, sometimes it's nice to have a big heart. 】

Qian Ling paused while eating, and sighed weakly, "Yeah, they are still fighting hard. Is it not good for me to be so comfortable?"

An inexplicable sense of deep guilt.

System 663: […]

In fact, when you worry about the situation of others, do you take your own situation too well?

This seemingly gorgeous room is like a huge cage. There are several monitoring angles hidden in the dark. He didn't tell Qian Ling, because he was afraid that the other party would not be able to pretend at all, so that the person hiding behind could easily see through.

And these pictures are being watched by the man in another space, and the Rubik's Cube in his hand has been ignored, as if looking at a very interesting and fresh treasure, as if an inattentive treasure will be stolen.

A corner of the dark room was opened, and the servant walked in respectfully and knelt down, not daring to look up, "Commander, the person you want has been found."

"Bring it in."

When he spoke, he didn't even look at the other party. He looked at the virtual screen the whole time, with a cold light reflected in his eyes.

"Yes."

After a while of noise, a group of people were pushed in, their hands were tied behind their backs, their mouths were gagged, and they were directly pressed to the ground forcefully, without even the right to raise their heads.

"I wanted to go to you, but I didn't expect that I would take the initiative to deliver it to your door."

The man's voice came from above, with a sense of submissive fear.

However, Mo Xun at this moment only felt unusually angry, and he even broke free from the two servants who were holding him down. The moment he raised his head, he was shocked by the man's beautiful appearance and washed blond hair.

This was the first time Mo Xun met the legendary commander.

Unlike what he had imagined, the person in front of him was handsome and cruel, without any human emotions.

After seeing the content played on the screen, Mo Xun's pupils constricted.

Shallow spirit? !

The boy on the screen was not harmed, but instead was raised like a little princess in the most exquisite room, beautiful and clean, unaware that his every move was being exposed to the eyes of so many people.

"Does it look good?"

The man still looked at the screen, and said lightly: "Relax, I'll have a few words with him."

"Yes."

The servant stepped forward to take the contents out of Mo Xun's mouth, and the latter scolded regardless of any decency: "Don't you feel disgusted by hiding in the corner and peeping at %2C doing such a thing?"

"Disgusting?"

The man's fingers gently held the pretty face on the virtual screen, and his fingers brushed the air little by little. His eyes were morbidly obsessed and intoxicated, "Don't you think it's beautiful?"

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by this face, and they actually felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

What a wonderful thing to see him again.

"Perverted%2C hypocrite," Mo Xun gritted his molars and said, "Do you dare to show him your face and see how he will react?!"

A piercing sneer came, and then a black shadow flew towards him.

Only a muffled grunt was heard.

Dark blood slowly flowed down from Mo Xun's forehead, and landed on a blood-stained Rubik's Cube on the floor.

"Do you think I'll let him know?" The sneer on the corner of the man's mouth was like a piercing frost. "As long as I think about it, I can even make it impossible for you to say the next sentence."

Mo Xun tightly clenched his hands behind his back, the smell of blood flowed to his lips, and the smell of rust stimulated his nerves.

The man said coldly: "Take them all away, no one is allowed to release them without my order."

"Yes."

After everyone left, the man looked at the pretty boy on the screen alone, and hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

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After night fell, there was a knock on the door of Qianling's room. He opened the door and lowered his head respectfully, "Commander, why are you here?"

The man wore a light-colored windbreaker coat on his shoulders, and his long golden hair was tied casually behind him, "Won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

Qian Ling hurriedly stepped aside after hearing this, and when the other party walked past him, he took his hand and said casually, "Come in, we don't need such a cute doorman at the door."

The door was closed.

Qian Ling was held by the hand, and the two of them sat on the edge of the bed together, such a close distance made him a little at a loss.

However, the other party did not show any sense of threat or aggression. Instead, he straightened his sleepy collar, "How about it, are you still used to staying here?"

Qian Ling nodded.

"I saw your friends today."

Hearing this, Qian Ling raised his head and looked at him expectantly, "Really? Are they okay?"

The man said: "Well, I conveyed your words for you."

Qian Ling said: "Then can I meet them?"

"I'm afraid not," the man raised his hand and gently stroked his soft hair, "I have already assigned them more important tasks, and now they have set off."

"All right……"

A momentary disappointment appeared on Qian Ling's face, and she raised her head with a grateful smile, "But I still have to thank you, and I will work hard."

The man paused for a few seconds, looking at his smile, he almost couldn't help stroking his clean and pure eyebrows with his fingers, but when he felt Qian Ling's bewilderment, he stopped and withdrew his hand.

"Well, go to bed early."

After he got up, the man closed the door when he left.

Qian Ling looked in the direction of the door and sighed softly, "Oh, the commander is really a good man, what do you think?"

System 663: […]

If he is considered a good person, then there are probably no bad people in the world.

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And in the prison on the other side.

"Hey! You don't have the right to detain us like this!!" One of the team members grabbed the hand of the passing detainees, "We have wounded people here and need medical assistance!"

"Really?" The detainee glanced disdainfully at the blue-faced wounded man in the corner, "It's not up to us to decide, we have to ask the commander for instructions, and we can release him only after we get the consent."

"How long will that take??"

The detainee made a sound, and said calmly: "It may be an hour, it may be a week, or even longer, it depends on when the higher-ups think of you."

The team member said angrily: "You don't care about our life!!"

"So what?" The detainee shook off his hand vigorously, and patted it unhappily, "There are many people who died inside, who are you?"

After speaking, he turned and left mercilessly.

"Hey! Hey!"

Lao Qi in the corner had a hoarse voice, "Forget it, don't shout, it's useless."

When the team member heard his voice, he quickly turned around and came to his side, and said cautiously, "Old Qi, are you okay?"

"Um……"

His consciousness was a little blurred, Qian Ling's figure flashed in his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously, "It seems that he is doing well, so I am relieved."

"Why don't you worry! Don't you have something to say to him?" As soon as the team member touched his hand, he was frightened by the scalding temperature of his palm. "You have a fever, no, I—"

"Stop shouting." Lao Qi grabbed him with a strong hand, not allowing him to break free, "Do you remember what I said before? Kill me before I become those things."