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After he finished speaking, he hurried to the protagonist, suddenly stepped on the protagonist's finger hanging on the ground, and crushed it hard, with a happy smile on his face. He admired the protagonist lying on the ground with perverted eyesโโ
Look at the hatred to death in the one eye, and the violent ups and downs of the chest, but it is the struggle that does not admit defeat that makes people feel more interesting.
If a slave is just stupid and ignorant, and is beaten and scolded but hangs his head and does not say a word, what is a slave?
This is the third time he has come to the slave prison. The first two times he didn't pick any good slaves. He took them back and hung them and beat them for a few days before dying. He had to call a doctor to treat them. Oh, it's really boring.
And this time, he should have encountered the best stuff? ! I heard that this person was a war machine before. After being brainwashed by the empire, he removed some body parts and organs and used them on the battlefield - that's why he looks like a monster, and it aroused people's attention at first sight Interest.
Lieutenant General Wu Si was so excited that he stopped choosing, and could not wait to drag the slave back in a car immediately.
The warden stood aside and moved his lips. The slave Jin Zhao, originally numbered 1521, was specially prepared by him for General Zhujing. After all, he still has something to ask for General Zhujing, but it seems that General Zhujing seems to be Not interested in this slave? If General Uth forcibly took this slave away, he would not have the qualifications to stop him!
Now Zhao Zhao was lying on the ground, his fingers were crushed, and blood beads quickly seeped out from his fingers. He lowered his head and smelled the thick, sticky blood flowing from his wound as it burst open.
monster.
He saw these two words in the eyes of the abominable man in front of him.
He knew he had been used as a weapon and killed a lot of people. Therefore, in his self-consciousness, sometimes he can't tell whether he is a human being or an unconscious weapon. Such a thing, not called a monster, what else can it be called?
โโI have a sharp stone that has been sharpened in the corner of the prison for a long time. If I die with him at this time, is it worth it?
Jin Zhao thought seriously that his spiritual source had been taken away and he had lost all his spiritual power, but his strength was still there. Rather than being brought back to be beaten and tortured by this pervert, it would be better to die together here. Maybe his strength can explode, and he can throw everyone else in the room out of this room, watching their brains burst on the ground, becoming a commander in the air. A fetid slimy liquid. Even if his final end is definitely to be sent to the gallows and burned to death, it is not a pity.
He was as indifferent as a corpse, thinking, this is probably the best end for a monster.
But at this moment, an inappropriate voice interrupted him, the voice was low and cold, although the tone was gentle and polite, it still made people shudder: "Lieutenant General Wusi, don't forget, it is based on military rank. Picking people from top to bottom, you are overstepping the distance."
General Zhu Jing stood up.
The author has something to say: Hahahahahaha (covering his face and running away, pretending that I didn't write it before)
Chapter 3: The Experiment is Disfigured and Poor
He lightly brushed his shoulders, the rank on it was bright, with a mockery of General Uth.
Wu Si's face changed suddenly, and he slowly released his feet that were crushing the monster on the ground, but he still stood there, with no intention of returning to his position. He had always been at odds with Zhujing, but Zhujing's military rank was higher than him, so he tolerated it everywhere. If today's encounter is an ordinary slave, then it doesn't matter if he swallows it up.
But, the slave I met today is of the highest quality. If he doesn't bring it back, he will suffer terribly! What's more, with so many people watching around, how could Zhu Jing be so disrespectful to him? He really regarded himself as a royal relative of the empire!
Rong Wan was actually a little nervous, and the palm of his hand hanging on the side of the uniform was slightly sweaty.
He just sat motionless just now because he knew that the protagonist would stab General Uz savagely next, so he planned to wait and see what happened. But didn't expect that a severe pain suddenly erupted in brain, the pain was so piercing, as if someone was pulling his brains out!
It was really painful, it almost made him, who had always been pampered, almost slip out of his chair.
The system directly gave him a yellow card warning: "Inaction."
Rong Wan had read not hundreds of novels, but dozens of them. He quickly communicated with the system and figured out the rules imposed on him.
โโWatching the protagonist being tortured, and if he is indifferent, he will be regarded as an accomplice by the rules, his behavior is negative, and it does not conform to the worldview of Genzheng Miaohong. Terribly, as a warning.
โโIf you do something that breaks the character of the character, that is, violates the behavior rules of General Zhujing, he will be judged as "incompetent" by the rules, and there will be severe pain in the left side of the brain and temple. , as a warning.
Rong Wan was so hurt that he wanted to scold his mother. Did the goddamn rule come up with the author who wrote "Interracial" with a hole in his head? But it's too late to compete with the pit father's system for a while.
He walked slowly to Wu Si, and there was a coldness in his light brown pupils.
General Wu Si also stared at him without an inch, as if he won't step out of this door unless he gets this slave today!
"Zhujing, you are choosing slaves in the first year, and you still have many opportunities to choose good slaves. And I have chosen the slaves in the third year, and I will have no chance in the future, so this year I have to choose the ones that satisfy me.You don't seem to have much interest in this slave, why don't you give it to me?" Uth said in exasperation.
Rong Wan stood there coldly, indifferent.
Wu Si couldn't help lowering his voice and leaned into his ear: "If you are willing to give it to me, how about handing over the priceless red crystal ball in my house to you?"
Rong Wan raised his eyebrows and seemed a little interested, but his thin lips parted lightly, and the words he spat out were still cold: "No."
Uston was angry at the time, this Zhu Jing was not willing to eat hard and soft, could it be that he really wanted to fight here?For such a monster slave?