Chapter 18

Live Square.

[Fukang Private General Hospital] has become the highest live broadcast hall in the entire square.

Not only has the difficulty been mentioned b-, but the viewing value has been raised to the highest threshold that the C-level initial vice can achieve: a+

It's a miracle like never before!

The winning rate and support rate of red and black are hung high in the lobby.

As a hunter, for the first time, Black's win rate and support rate far surpassed that of Red's!

"This time the captain of the black side is really nb, and he can turn the tide with his own power! Several times the deputy madly targeted him, and it looked like he was hanging, but he didn't expect to be resolved! It's too strong!"

"I am afraid that Black will really make history this time! His winning rate has now reached 98%, and the foundation is stable!"

"No, the red side seems to be hiding some trump cards. I think it's better not to jump to conclusions."

"It will automatically end in less than ten minutes. Even the hole cards are useless, right?"

"Black Fang rushes!"

While the audience in the hall was discussing, without warning, the situation suddenly reversed in an unprecedented manner!

Black's support rate and winning rate have gradually gained an advantage from the middle. Now, the vice is approaching the end, although the support rate has not changed, but from a certain moment, Black's winning rate suddenly began to drop sharply!

The black blood bar at the top of the hall decreased wildly, and it actually dropped directly to 1%!

The red side starts to take the absolute advantage again!

All the audience was in an uproar.

what happened?

This, how is this possible? !

"Ahhhh what happened? Why did Black suddenly lose?!"

"Just watched the red side for ten minutes! What's going on! I missed something!"

"Grass, I just watched the replay, and it seems that the red side used props to summon the deputy boss that Captain Black once offended. Good guy, just turn it over!"

"Damn it, isn't it? This time I put all the points on Black, don't!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, I remembered, I watched the half-section of the chief of the Black Carade, did not expect him to be him!"

"Don't be a riddle in front! You will be tortured by curiosity and can't stand it, no, what kind of hatred is between the captain of the black side and the deputy boss? Is he still alive?"

"Um... what's up..."

"???"

"Probably, he forced the deputy boss to be his dog for a few minutes, not only slapped the family, but also took away the other party's first kiss, and used the other party's mission to slap his butt, turn around and run away... a kind of hatred."

"..."

"..."

"………………"

"Okay, I understand."

"This liar is over."

It's over, it's over, it's over...

Wen Jianyan played these two words in a loop in her mind.

The reason why he dared to offend the other party without any scruples is that as long as the vice is over, they will never meet again.

After understanding the operation mode of Nightmare, Wen Jianyan felt more relieved.

After all, the anchor cannot re-enter the assistant who has participated in it again. Even if it takes a thousand steps, the assistant of Decai Middle School has been hit platinum, and it is impossible to open it again.

——In that case, there is nothing to worry about!

result……

Now……

Wen Jianyan stared at the man standing in front of him in a stunned manner. He could hardly believe his eyes. He felt that his whole body was cold from head to toe, and he almost lost the courage to face what was about to happen.

Why didn't you tell him that the boss between the deputy and the deputy could still drop by? !

Wen Jianyan was stupid.

Isn't that the equivalent of letting him die! ! !

He used the fastest speed to open the system store interface, but for some reason, all the products on the store interface were gray, and they couldn't be purchased.

The light curtain flickered twice as if the signal was not good, then disappeared in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

"..." Isn't it?

One step, two steps, one step.

The black-haired and golden-eyed man walked towards Wen Jianyan step by step, his steps were steady and even, quietly stepping in the darkness engulfed by shadows, without making any sound, he walked forward, and Wen Jianyan's heart throbbed. Involuntarily twitching, the whole can't help but retreat.

"Jingle"

The shackles of the ankles made a crisp metal crash with the movement, which was clearly visible in the dead room.

Wen Jianyan's face turned pale.

The shackles were not loosened.

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over...

Under the fear of being able, the young man's half body was forced to stick tightly to the operating table, the beautifully-lined chest and abdomen were soft and firm, accompanied by rapid breathing rhythm, the white skin was not dry with blood, and every inch of the line was extremely tense. And tense in panic, like a small animal with beautiful fur and trembling in danger.

Shadows spread along the operating table, clinging to the young man shallowly.

The man's face stood calmly beside the operating table, his pale face was immersed in the shadows, but the extreme beauty that was almost absurd was not diluted.

The golden-colored eyes drooped down, the bottom of the eyes was smooth, and the line of sight swept across the body in front of him inch by inch.

"You, hello."

Wen Jianyan greeted tremblingly, not seeing the arrogance of the deputy when he treated the other party as a dog: "Okay, long time no see."

When it comes to slipping and kneeling and admitting cowardice, Wen Jianyan considers herself second, but does not dare to admit first.

If you can run, you can run, if you need to be counseled, you will never be in a head-on conflict.

Just save your life! ! !

But this time, Wen Jianyan's heart was rarely bottomless.

Not only because he has completely offended the opponent, but also because of the opponent's strength... To a certain extent, it seems that he cannot be affected by the authority of the Nightmare System.

That is, even if he can buy the props now, it may not work for him.

This is really scary.

The sight of the other party is not cold, and there is no particularly strong anger and hatred. This sense of oppression has nothing to do with emotions, it is purely from the scrutiny between different species.

A dangerous trembling rose from the depths of the soul.

The man is silent.

He just leaned down quietly and pressed the young man's jaw with his cold palm, forcing him to raise his head.

Wen Jianyan's head slammed into the operating table, the spine made a rattling sound under the strong pressure, and the cold force of the other party's fingers, like iron hoops, made him unable to move, and was forced to expose his soft and fragile neck. .

The lights above his head flickered, and a dazzling halo pierced into his eyes, making him feel dizzy.

Something cold and soft touched his chest, itchy, making his muscles tense subconsciously.

Wen Jianyan responded perceptively.

——It's the other party's... hair.

The next second, the cold, wet tip of the tongue "licked" the side of the neck.

what? !

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened in disbelief, and her body bounced like a white fish.

He was able to struggle, but in the next instant he was ruthlessly suppressed, and was stubbornly pressed on the operating table by the tyrannical force, unable to move.

The small wound on the young man's neck that had just been scratched by the scalpel was already blood clotted, but at this moment it was easily torn open again.

Warm scarlet blood gushed out, and was sucked into another icy mouth.

Tingling, tingling.

The fragile throat was easily controlled by the opponent, and the terrifying feeling of "sex" hanging on the line made Wen Jianyan not dare to move a little bit.

Soon, the other party let go of his hand.

The drooping strands of hair were also gone.

Wen Jianyan was expressionless and looked at the other party in panic.

The man still had an extremely calm expression, his pale thin lips were stained with his blood, and he was scarlet and strange, like a spirit that eats blood for a living.

His eyes flashed darkly.

Condescending and full of desire.

The look was very familiar, and Wen Jianyan responded immediately.

- is appetite.

Wen Jianyan was frightened.

You fucking still want to eat it! ! ! ! !

No, no, no, no!

What he wants is to lie in a warm bed with all his wealth and die of old age!

Being eaten alive by a fucking ghost is definitely not the ending he wants!

Think, think, think, think about how to survive!

Wen Jianyan racked her brains, recalling the information she got in this interview.

- Mirror, sleep, soul, quality.

Finally, in a hoarse voice, he shouted:

"Father!"

The other party's movements stopped, Jin's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes moved to Wen Jianyan's face, as if he was asking something silently.

"..."

You're so fucking polite until you eat.

"Father,"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said slowly, "Understood, I disturbed your sleep, and you urgently need more nourishment to restore your glory. It is a glory to be your food, but..."

He racked his brains and said slowly:

"We also have to be sustainable, right?"

"Although the quality of the soul is high, but it's gone after eating, it's better..."

Wen Jianyan said more and more smoothly: "It's better if you let it be your genus, and you will become your faithful believer, so that you can continue to bring you new food..."

Just wait long enough to win!

The man leaned down, rubbed the remaining blood on Wen Jianyan's neck with the pulp of his fingers, and then lightly "licked" with the tip of his tongue.

"The taste has changed."

This is Wen Jianyan's memory, the first time the other party has spoken.

His voice was low and magnetic, with a slight hoarseness, a strange metallic texture.

It's not very smooth, and it seems to have some unconscious doubts.

"..." Wen Jianyan was stunned.

Has the taste changed?

Could it be that...the Mother of the World's buff still has some effect left? Make him more of a non-class now?

"good smell."

The man leaned over and sniffed Wen Jianyan's neck, his dark golden eyes surging with desire.

"..."

Grass, so perverted!

Why change makes you more greedy!

——Although you are a ghost, you can’t be so perverted!

Wen Jianyan collapsed.

"You do call God the Father, but don't respect it."

The other party's language function became smooth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stuck Wen Jianyan's throat with his icy fingertips, and slowly "touched" the vigorous blood vessels under the other's skin:

"You, I love you so much that I can't help myself."

The man leaned over and looked at the young man with emotionless golden eyes, his eyes burning with endless beast desires, with pure and unadulterated cruelty:

"—Want to be your dog."

He repeated Wen Jianyan's words without changing his words, and even his intonation was exemplary and vivid.

The voice was extremely gentle, without the slightest emotional ups and downs, but every word from the other party was like a heavy hammer hitting Wen Jianyan's heart, and his heart couldn't help trembling with every word.

"…………"

You didn't forget it.

Why, why is he saying hi!

Why!

Wen Jianyan was almost desperate.

"...What do you think?"

The man continued to ask.

He stared at the young man in front of him with his golden eyes. There was no hatred or anger in his eyes, he was just searching silently, and even a little confused and dazed.

It seems to be really puzzled from the bottom of my heart.

"..."

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

Could it be that... the other party didn't fully understand what he was saying?

Thinking of the stuttering and inexperience in the voice when he spoke just now——

Wen Jianyan gradually formed a bold guess in her heart.

The light of hope flickered in his eyes, burning fiercely.

"Thinking is,"

He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm in love with you at first sight!"

"..." The man paused, and slowly narrowed his dark golden eyes with unclear emotions, staring at the young man in confusion.

"Don't you remember, when the mirror wanted to reach a deal before, the answer was already given!"

"It is precisely because when I met you for the first time, I loved you deeply and couldn't help myself, so I wanted to be with you recklessly, so I couldn't respect you as a father!It will be impossible to ask for such a desperate act.”

The young man's body was imprisoned on the operating table by shackles and shadows. He raised his head, "exposing" his white and fragile injured neck, like a lamb sending his own throat, gentle and soft, with amber eyes that were sincere and focused,As sweet as honey, with the piety and tameness of the bewitching heart.

His throat trembled slightly, and a streak of scarlet blood trickled down the side of his neck:

"—It's all because I love you."