[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

I shouldn't have fallen asleep, but when my eyes refocused, I saw Kuroro's warm face.

I didn't think about anything, I jumped up and hugged him.

Warm, soft and fresh!

At that moment, the happiness is indescribable.

It must be said that I have never been a person who only sees beauty in my eyes. The last moment I can recall last night was a vow full of resentment in my mind: One day, I will raze this entire place to the ground!But now, I put my face on Kuroro's shoulder, and put my cheek against his warm face, so soft and warm to the touch, the bad memory was covered and erased in an instant, the fear disappeared, and I couldn't think about it at all. When I feel resentful, my heart is only filled with relaxation, happiness and satisfaction that are about to overflow.

The body in his arms was full of vitality, and he could feel the throbbing vitality in his chest and the bubbling vitality around him.I held him tightly in my arms, rubbing my arms up and down, feeling the temperature from the cloth penetrate into my cold and stiff arms, it was so appropriate and reassuring.

I almost subconsciously let out a satisfied sigh, and then choked up: "Kurolo..."

If I get skin hunger, it's not my fault!

Kuroro stroked my hair to comfort me: "Lydia, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." His voice was very gentle, but his arms holding me were tightened tightly, and the force he was stroking my hair was also heavy.

I gradually recovered, and when I received his reminder, I immediately felt something was wrong.I still hugged him tightly, wishing to put my whole body on it, but my attention was drawn to my surroundings, and I saw that I was still in that laboratory, surrounded by... a mess.

My scalp went numb, I rubbed against his face and turned my head, and saw Robin in a white coat standing behind me with his arms folded, looking down at us from a height.There was no expression on his face, but his hair was not as meticulous as before, it was messed up as if he had been severely scratched.I swallowed, and clearly received the throbbing veins on his forehead and the anger that was about to burst out of his eyes...

Got into trouble.

I subconsciously hid in Kuroro's arms.

"Lydia, right?" Robin took off his glasses, folded them into the breast pocket of his white coat, gritted his teeth and said coldly, "You are very capable. Very, very good."

He was completely pissed off.

Robin, who took off his glasses, was obviously different. If there were still some scientists who were cold and abstinent, now it seemed that they had broken free from some invisible shackles, and something terrifying was being crushed with deep resentment. released.

Ma Ma, there are live ghosts here!

"It seems that you don't like yesterday's training method. Let's change it today." Robin said in a considerate tone, then picked up a pair of rubber gloves from the long table behind him and put them on. He walked out without looking back, letting his "baby" yesterday, those human specimens fall to the ground unsteadily, in various weird poses.

"Follow up." He walked past us with long legs in the wind, and he said coldly, the cold meaning in the words made people shudder.

Kuroro stood up from the squatting position, and helped me straighten the two legs that were on him and stand up.I looked at him silently, knowing without saying that our situation is very bad.I don't know what he experienced when we separated, and I don't know what will greet us next, but Kuroro's eyes are deep, deep, and steady.

Robin is out of the room, we have to hurry up.At this time, it is best to be obedient and not to provoke him anymore.I pulled the crumpled clothes that had dried, and followed Kuroro outside.

Outside the fire door is a long passage with no windows, a cold concrete wall, and a row of incandescent light tubes overhead, very similar to the air-raid shelters in my memory.There was no one else in the passage, only Robin's white coat was three to five meters in front of us.

Robin walked very fast, he was about one meter long, and his steps were big and fast. We hurriedly followed behind and did not dare to fall behind, staring at the swinging white coats in front of us, making the passages on the top of our head and on both sides more and more unusual. Tall and empty, easily dizzy.

Kuroluo gave me a hand, and I turned to look at him, feeling that my face was pale and my body was covered in sweat.He shared part of my weight, pulled me to quicken my pace, and whispered in my ear: "Lydia, hold on. Don't be afraid." The voice was very soft, but the words were more subdued than Robin cruel.

Like a basin of cold water poured over my head, I suddenly became fully refreshed.Looking at him again, he has turned his head and looked ahead, his side face is calm.I squeezed his arm tightly.

Following Robin and entering another room in the passage, a bloody smell came over his face.

The room was relatively dark and not very big. The most eye-catching thing was the huge torture rack standing against the wall, and the wall behind it was covered with mottled dark brown stains.The wall directly opposite was covered with gloomy instruments of torture, the dark iron color, and the smell of blood rushing towards the face.

This is a torture chamber!

My footsteps seemed to be nailed to the door, and I froze in place.

Robin stood in the center of the room and looked around, frowning in displeasure, as if he was dissatisfied with the dark and dirty environment here, but he looked at us and endured it again.He didn't care that I froze in place and didn't dare to go in, so he stretched out his hand and dragged Kuroro over, and if he raised him with one hand, he was about to hang him on the rack!

"Ah—let him go!" I heard myself cry in vain and pale.I rushed in and reached out to grab Kuroro, but Robin swung him away.I screamed: "Stop!" Robin stopped uncontrollably, but immediately broke free. I watched helplessly as he adjusted the distance of the torture rack and hung Kurolo on it!

The torture frame was made of wood, soaked in the blood of an unknown number of people, and it had turned into a dark brown that was almost black.Kuroro was wearing a white shirt, his hands were hung on it with open arms, and heavy iron rings clasped his hands and feet, hanging him high on the cross-shaped torture rack. The strong visual impact made my eyes tear.

Seeing that Robin kept turning around to get the horrible torture device on the wall, I shouted at him uncontrollably: "Stop! I broke your specimen, punish me! Don't touch him!" Broke his collection, so is he going to punish me like this?Then why was Kuroro tortured? !

Robin took down a whip and turned around. I was going crazy. I ran over and grabbed his leg uncontrollably, and shouted at the top of my voice, "I was wrong! I was wrong! I really know Wrong! Please, replace me! Please! Let him go, let me! Please! Please..."

I've never begged someone so completely without dignity, but I can't care about anything anymore.Let me watch a person being tortured in front of my eyes, that person is still Kuroro, and it is because of me!The thought overwhelmed me and made me break down and cry.When I saw the torture tool and thought it was going to be used on me, I was so scared to death, but if I saw it being used on Kuroro, it would be better to use it on me!I am afraid of pain, but this is a hundred times worse than being tortured!

"Don't worry, it's your turn to eat the meal one bite at a time." Robin tapped the palm of his hand with the whip, easily broke free from me, and walked in front of Kuroro.

"Today's training, if you don't want me to torture him, use your ability to stop me." He said, took out the mobile phone from his body, and said to the mobile phone: "District Chief, the next is torture, please avoid it for a while." As he spoke, he walked to the door and put the mobile phone on the ground outside the door, and slammed the door of the execution room.

The room went dark, only the dim yellow chandelier above the head gave off a gloomy and desperate light.

"Are you ready?" The devil in a white coat stood spotlessly one meter in front of Kuroro who was hoisted parallel to him, but his cold and heartless eyes turned to look at me who was slumped on the ground.

Before the words fell, there was a crisp sound of "啪!", and a whip shadow fell hard on Kuroro's body. Kuroro, who was suspended in mid-air, bounced up and was pulled back. He let out a muffled groan, his chest The shirt on the front from the left shoulder to the right rib was split, leaving a continuous blood stain.

"Stop—" I jumped up from the ground suddenly, choking on the tearing sound.

"It's very tough." Robin couldn't help but praise Kurolo again, using Kurolo as a prop to stimulate me. "Come again—"

"Stop! Stop. Stop. Stop..." I wiped away the tears on my face and forced myself to face all this calmly.I moistened my sore throat with saliva, and kept talking in a low, labor-saving and forceful voice.

"Not enough. Not enough. Not enough. Again... not enough. Not enough. Not enough!"

Robin stared at Kuroro on the torture rack expressionlessly, and didn't give me half of the corner of his eyes. He swung the whip in his hand faster and harder each time, and was sometimes forced to stop by me, and more often But at the moment when I was too late, it slammed on Kuroro.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"...

"Stop—that's enough! Stop it! He's going to die!" I yelled in my barely articulate voice.

Kuroro couldn't help but scream at first, but then he couldn't help screaming and struggled, and the scream pierced into my heart like a knife.Now he has been beaten until he passed out, and hangs limply on the torture rack, the hair on his forehead hangs down to cover his face, and there is no intact part of his upper body, which is described as extremely miserable.

Robin's raised hand froze in mid-air, but he was unmoved. Instead, he sneered and said, "The brat is troublesome, a headache like Vinier. Let's see how far you can do it."

The hand that was raised in the air fell down violently, and with a sound of "snap!", Kuroro twitched unconsciously.

The crisp sound was like glass breaking in my head.It was as if some invisible barrier had been punctured.I raised my head abruptly, and stared at Robin's cold face full of hatred, as if I wanted to engrave it in my heart.

"Stop, hand." A hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat as if trying to tear something apart.

Robin's hands were completely frozen in mid-air.

I stared at him, he still didn't move, his whole figure was like a silent sculpture.

I rushed to the torture rack with a "snag", and tried my best to reach up to untie Kuroro.I pulled off the iron rings that clasped his feet, but I couldn't reach Kuroro's hands.

How long?half a minute? 1 minute?

I worked hard against the clock, counting the time, listening to the movement behind me, sweating profusely from anxiety.

There was a soft "pop", the sound of the whip falling to the ground.

I maintained the posture of standing on tiptoes and extending my arms, and my whole body was stiff.

Robin behind him threw away his whip and let out a sneer.He stretched out his hand from behind me, and easily untied the iron rings that bound Kuroro's hands that I couldn't reach.Kuroro, who had no focus, fell from the rack.I quickly reached out to pick it up.

There was a bang, and I was under the rag doll Kuroro, and he fell to the ground.I didn't want to look at Robin above my head, but carefully avoided the wound on Kuroro's body, hugged him from behind and said in a hoarse voice with trembling lips: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

I don't know whether to comfort him or comfort myself.

Suddenly, Robin squatted in front of us.I hugged Kurolo and shrank back, staring at him with hatred and guard.

Robin stretched out his hand, ignoring my obstruction, and tore off Kuroro's shirt.The rag-like shirt left the blood-soaked wound, revealing the hideous bloodstains on the white chest.Kuroro took a breath in his coma, and I also took a breath.

"What are you doing?" I looked at him terrified, and was ready to lock him down if I didn't agree with him.

"The wound can be healed only if it is exposed, otherwise it will stick together." Robin said calmly and naturally.

I ignored him and looked down at Kuroro. Big drops of tears fell on his head and face. I quickly raised my hands to wipe them off. I pressed my face against the top of his head, and the tears poured out uncontrollably. Come out, and say piously and earnestly: "Get better, get better..."

"The power of healing..." Robin said suddenly.He raised his eyes staring at Kuroro's wound and looked at me with cold and serious eyes.

I wiped my tears to see Kuroro's wound, and sure enough, the criss-cross welts were twisting, crawling and healing at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

I first breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Robin in surprise.He stood up as if nothing had happened, took off the gloves on his hands and threw them on the ground, took out his glasses from his breast pocket and put them on, and retracted his extroverted aura back into his body, returning to the image of a stern and rigorous researcher.

"One minute and 20 seconds. This is a pass." He looked at me condescendingly and said, reaching out to press a button on the wall next to the door.

"Next, we will calculate our private accounts."

The author has something to say:

Ahhh, I really want to finish the dessert on the plot quickly! !Sweet Feiqi's emotional scene, all ready but can't be played, depressed...

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