There were barbs densely growing on the tip of his tongue, and the place where he carefully licked it would still be slightly painful and red, and after licking it, he felt distressed again.

The medical staff on the rescue helicopter rushed over to carry Bai Chunian away for treatment, but Lan Bo did not stop him. He knew very well that human medical technology is much more advanced than theirs.

As soon as the rescue helicopter left, Rimbaud stretched out his long tail and wrapped his neck around Beckin's neck, jumped backwards into the water, and dragged Beckin, who was caught off guard, for a dive into the deep sea.

Bei Jin struggled to grab the fish tail that was tightly wrapped around his neck, and the pain of suffocation made his facial features distorted.

Rimbaud released him from time to time, then quickly swam over to entangle him, playing with the cowardly prey in his hands, saying slowly and cruelly: "You are so weak, when you hurt us... You, die so easily, come to be slowly crushed by the deep sea."

The communicator he was holding in his palm suddenly lit up, Rimbaud frowned and put the communicator into his ear.

Inside Bai Chunian's voice is very clear:

"Rimbo, let them go."

Rimbaud gritted his teeth angrily, let go of the fish tail, and let Bei Jin float up.

At this time, the sea surface was rough, dark clouds were covered with strong winds, and the tide flooded the island. Those agents who had not had time to evacuate were engulfed by the sea water and rolled in the waves. Only when they were really buried by water would they truly feel that the sea would also be angry, and The powerlessness of life and death.

Lan Bo did not respond to Bai Chunian, but received a communication from the headquarters.

The president allowed his call and waited patiently and quietly for him to finish.

Rimbaud's deep voice is full of threats and dissatisfaction——

"Cracken can't let him get hurt, he gets hurt because of your stupidity."

"I didn't raise him to be bullied by humans."

"Your level is higher than me, but the land is not higher than the sea. Thunderstorms land, icebergs melt, endless tides, which one do you prefer."

"Cure him and give it back to me."

Yan Yi was silent for a long time.

There is a current sound in the communicator:

"Quiet your anger, king."

Chapter 93

Those corpses that looked the same as Bai Chunian were scattered from the container that was swallowed by Kraken and floated alone in the sea.

Killer whales coiled around in this sea area, lined up in an orderly line, holding the corpse suspended in the sea with their smooth foreheads, and slowly pushed them to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud knelt down on the edge of a rock on the bottom of the sea, took the body, put his hand lightly on his eyes, and whispered, "blasyi kimo. (Bless you)"

A blue-light jellyfish floated on the corpse, turned into a light spot and merged with him. The corpse slowly scattered into white sand and spread on the reef, and a piece of orange-red coral gathered with it.

After the helicopter took Bai Chunian away, Rimbaud buried every homeless body in the sea and let them raise corals, which became their tombstones.

After burying the last one, there was an orange-red coral sea on the bottom of the sea. Rimbaud lay in it and rested, raising his hand to look at the memo engraved on his forearm.

Rimbaud plucked away the sand in the first and second scars little by little, and the wounds quickly healed as before, restoring the original smoothness and cleanliness of the skin.

But he left the third item, and stretched out his sharp nails and carved the words a little deeper.

Bai Chunian's injuries were not serious, and the infection did not further expand, but he was still picked up by the headquarters.

It was the first time he took the chairman's private plane. The warm lighting in the bedroom was very warm, and there was a double bed covered with a soft silk quilt.

With an anti-inflammatory infusion needle stuck on the back of his hand, he was lying on the bed bored, his mouth was particularly bitter, and he went to the bedside drawer to check for sweets.

There really is, Fang Fangzheng is a small box, Bai Chunian took a look at it, it is a box set.

"..." Bai Chunian sat up on the bed and looked into the drawer.

A drawer set full.

"Oh oh oh." Bai Chunian held his chin, and he understood with a look on his face. He immediately closed the drawer and pretended that nothing happened.

A doctor in a white uniform came in, checked the remaining dose, and sat down to check on the healing of the wound.

Professor Zhong is the current head of the ioa Medical Association. He has m2-level green ivy glands, j1 ability to detoxify hundreds of poisons, and m2 ability to heal wounds. His status in the alliance is only below Yanyi.

"I've invited you up, the president is too fussy, I thought Brother Han came to pick me up." Bai Chunian poked his body against the head of the bed, turned his left hand that had recovered well, and clenched his fist to Professor Zhong. Look, "It's alright, as long as it can heal, it will prove that the inflammation is relieved. My body is more accurate than the instrument."

Zhong Jiabing sat on the edge of the bed, rolled up his clothes and checked his wound. The wound was completely healed, leaving only a slight trace. Then he checked his eyes and hands one by one, pressed his spine and ribs from top to bottom, and was relieved that everything was normal.

"I'd better come and see for myself to be relieved, otherwise you'll be hurt by jumping up and down, and it will be even more difficult to treat at that time."

Bai Chunian rested his head lazily with one hand: "Well, no, I'm honest, you can rest assured."

"Are you honest?" Zhong Caibing laughed, "I heard that the treasures of Mr. Bi and Mr. Lu were taken to the special training base. No one can do this except you."

"Tsk! How can you be called abductee about the secret agent?" Bai Chunian patted his thigh in defense, suddenly paused, leaned over to Professor Zhong, and asked slowly, "I heard that you have a small alpha at home, but the level is not high. Come down, just, is there any interest in the special training base to find out?"

"My family, Xia Naichuan, just entered junior high school." Professor Zhong laughed, "His father watched closely, and the child was terribly tired."

"You're quite attentive." Professor Zhong teased him.

"Be careful." Bai Chunian pinched his fingers and calculated, "There are no more than ten children that can be immediately picked up and used by the special training base."

"So sometimes when I train them, I give myself a sigh of relief. Why are these kids so stupid. But after a long time, I think a group of hard-working nerds are cute."

"I think, like me... um, things? In case I'm gone one day, I have to reserve someone I can use for the president's subordinates."