Urban Medical God’s Crazy Son-in-law

A large group of people rushed in, and without saying a word, they picked up sticks and beat hard on the Dekra thugs!

Soon the square was filled with cries and howls, and Dekra thugs who had been knocked down were everywhere.

Cui Jingzhi looked at all this in horror.

Dekra has been in Syracuse for so many years, and the black and white bosses will give him enough face, so no one dares to offend him.

Even a small security guard in Dekra would dare to confront the police without giving him any face.

When had you ever been blocked in your own home and beaten so badly?

Tonight, for Dekla, it was a disaster and a catastrophe!

But as long as tonight is over, everything can be restored.

Dekra is a large enterprise protected by Kanbei officials.

No matter who it is, if you want to be detrimental to Dekra, it is equivalent to being detrimental to Guanbei officials!

Of course, the premise is that the underground laboratory cannot be exposed!

Otherwise, even the officials from Guanbei will not be able to protect Dekra!

Thinking of this, Cui Jingzhi hesitated again.

Those Dekra's thugs have been controlled.

Guan Qi asked the brothers to take out the prepared ropes, tie the hands of the thugs behind their backs, and squat on the ground one by one.

A dozen people were left to watch these guys, and the rest all followed Chen Xin'an.

Cui Jingzhi, who was leading the way, fell to the ground, screaming incessantly.

Both arms are broken, so it's strange that they don't hurt.

But falling down at this time is just a sign of regret.

"What the hell!" Luo Xiaoman scolded angrily, wanting to come over and deal with him.

Chen Xin'an waved her hands and said with a ferocious smile: "If you want to find excitement on your own, let's not stop others!

Come on, your arm hurts, right? I have a way to make you forget about the pain in your arm right away! "

He took out a few steel needles and stabbed them into the most delicate head without any reason.

Cui Kyung-sik let out a shrill scream, lying on the ground and rolling around, and large streams of blood began to spurt out from his mouth and nose!

Chen Xin'an stepped on his chest to prevent him from struggling, looked at him coldly and said:

"Don't you feel the pain in your arm now?

Just your head hurts?

Do you know the consequences of doing this kind of torture three times in a row?

Your head swells up like a balloon and then pops with a pop! "

He stretched out his left hand to hold Cui Jingzhi's head, pulled out the steel needle with his right hand, and said to him with narrowed eyes:

"Whether you want to continue moving forward or not, you decide for yourself!

If you want to lie down longer, I will prick you a second time! "

"I'll take you there!" Cui Jingzhi said honestly.

Compared with Dekra's secret being revealed, his own life is the most important.

The key point is that this kind of pain is so unbearable that he would rather die than suffer it a second time!

Dekra Underground Laboratory.

Bolin was like a madman, clenching his hands into fists, walking back and forth, mumbling something.

A foreigner wearing thick glasses and a white coat hurried over and said to him:

"Dr. Bolin, there is something wrong with DJK-380 reagent!

The subject experienced a strong rejection reaction! "

"Take me to see it!" Bulin raised his head and said, and then the two of them walked to a glass room.

In a glass room about two meters in diameter, a skinny man lay.

He was wearing a hospital gown, and his hands and feet were connected to various circuits.

The other end of the line is connected to various displays outside through the holes in the glass wall.

At this moment, almost all monitors sounded alarms for abnormal data.

The man lying on the ground was foaming at the mouth and scratching his chest in pain.

His clothes had been torn apart, exposing his skinny and shriveled chest.

The scary thing was that at this moment, his chest was covered with red pimples, and these pimples were scratched and a lot of blood flowed out.

As he kept scratching, the skin on his chest had festered horribly.

Several foreign researchers standing outside looked at all this with expressionless faces, as if they were used to such scenes.

One researcher placed his hand on the yellow button on the console in front of him.

As long as you press it gently, anesthetic gas will be ejected from the glass room to prevent the subjects inside from harming themselves.

But at this moment, a hand was placed on his hand and pushed his hand away.

The researcher looked at Bulin strangely and whispered: "Doctor, with his appearance, he will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bolin looked at the people in the glass room with cold eyes and said:

"Pay attention to the changes in the data. I want to record the various data displays when DJK-380 is completely out of control!"

The faces of the research institutes next to them all changed drastically.

What this sentence means is that everyone is here to watch this person die!

Fortunately, this was not the first time that something like this had happened. Everyone was not surprised and said no more.

A group of foreigners stood outside the glass room, looking indifferently at the man inside who was in extreme pain.

The man in the glass room not only had his chest scratched to pieces, but his neck and face were also bloody!

His mouth grew, but he could only make ahhh sounds.

If you look carefully, you can see that his tongue has been cut off!

The excruciating pain was unbearable for him. Looking at the people standing outside the glass room, he knew that only these guys could save him so that he no longer had to endure this inhuman pain.

He propped up his bloody body, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, and knelt down in front of these foreigners, kowtowing and scratching his already ulcerated skin.

But the foreigners in front of him just looked at him and the monitors expressionlessly, without any sympathy in their eyes.

In their eyes, this person is just like those monkeys, just experimental subjects!

Unable to withstand the tremendous torture, the man began to bang his head against the glass wall, making the noise louder and louder.

Blood splattered on the glass wall, but the people outside still had no intention of stopping it.

The person inside hit him harder and harder, and the painful torture made him lose his mind. He ran over and hit him hard with his head.

Finally, with a bang, the man's head split open and he died on the spot, finally ending his painful torture.

A large piece of red and white material splashed on the glass wall, slowly flowing down.

Those in white coats all had expressionless faces, just holding pens and folders to record the numbers on the monitors at this moment.

After finishing recording, Bulin nodded to a man in a white coat next to him.

The man reached out and pressed a white button on the console.

A thick white smoke enveloped the glass room, and a large amount of liquid poured from top to bottom on the glass wall, washing away the blood stains on it.

When the smoke cleared, two men in gray one-piece raincoats pulled a small car over and stopped at the door of the glass house.

Lying on the car was a man wearing a hospital gown, motionless as if asleep.

As the glass door opened, the two men carried the man in the car, then took the body out of the glass room and placed it on the car.

The glass door slowly closed, and there was a sleeping person in a hospital gown lying inside, which had been washed clean. There was nothing else out of the ordinary.

There are six glass rooms like this in the underground laboratory.

Inside each glass room is a person wearing a hospital gown.

The one who died tragically just now is actually not the worst.

What is really scary are those who have endured the devastation of drugs, experienced various physical mutations, or been injured, but are still alive!

The pain they suffered is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Here, they are not human beings, but experimental subjects who have lost all their rights!

Wow!

The glass door outside was kicked to pieces, and Chen Xin'an broke in with someone.

He looked at Bulin with a ferocious smile and said, "You said we would meet soon, so you guessed right!"

But then, the surrounding scenes came into view.

Chen Xin'an looked at everything in front of him, gritted his teeth and cursed at Bolin and those white coats: "You beasts, you all deserve to die!"?? ??

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