When Bai Chunian almost lost control, the black panther's arm was covered with a layer of glass, and it was because of his protection that the unconscious Satan on his shoulder was not crushed into a glass ball.

"You have reached this level. The next step is destruction or freedom. No matter what it is, it is worthy of envy." The black panther leaned over slightly, raised his index finger to his lips, and gave him a hand: "Disabled, annihilated ."

The glass covering his body disappeared quietly, and Bai Chunian's bloodshot and blue eyes finally returned to their original state.

There were some banging sounds from the outside of the submarine, and it seemed that Rimbaud had brought the search and rescue team here. In addition, there are also other A3-level high-level omegas that are close.

"A hamster has been following me," said Black Panther.

"Oh, that's my officer." Bai Chunian sat on the ground, looking at the wet ground in a trance: "Leave Satan, you can't take it with you."

The hamster's breath was getting closer, and the black panther didn't stop there, put Satan on the ground, and left silently.

Bai Chunian lifted Satan's arm, picked up a relaxed expression, raised his middle finger at the camera in the bathroom, and left a sentence to the research institute that is still observing this submarine: "You are almost finished."

Then dragged Satan towards the breath and walked back and forth.

The hatch that was severely deformed by the impact was sawed open, and a large amount of seawater poured in. Lan Bo stuck his head in from the gap and handed it to Bai Chunian.

Bai Chunian held him tightly, and Lan Bo pulled him out. Medical personnel and other members of the special team wearing closed protective diving suits entered the submarine under the leadership of Cang Xiaoer along a channel opened by Rimbaud's purification to conduct a comprehensive investigation.

After going ashore, it was already bright, and many Union police officers who were maintaining order gathered on the shore, sirens sounded, and many reporters around were watching and interviewing.

After simply dealing with several waves of media, Bi Lanxing found an opportunity to escape. He took out a bath towel from the emergency tent and put it on Bai Chunian to dry him. Although the weather was getting warmer, the early morning wind was still cool.

Bai Chunian wiped the water off his head: "How is Xiao Tun?"

"Dr. Zhong came to pick him up in person at dawn. When he left, the rescue was completed. The doctor said that he was out of danger, and Dr. Zhong's ability was to detoxify all kinds of poisons. I think... it will be okay. "

Bai Chunian breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the wet towel back to Bi Lanxing: "You did a good job this time, reliable."

Bi Lanxing's clenched brows finally loosened.

Bai Chunian looked at Lan Bo who was sitting on the bank bored and dipping water from a distance, and felt very uncomfortable.

What happened in the three years of their separation is definitely not as simple as Rimbaud's understated words. But no matter how he asked, Rimbaud didn't want to say it at all.

Perhaps because of his identity, Lan Bo didn't like to show weakness to others, and he didn't bother to dwell on the past. Bai Chunian could fully imagine what a cold and unrestrained omega he was before he met him.

Anyway, there was something Bai Chunian wanted to ask anyway. He walked over, squatted beside Rimbaud, and looked at him quietly.

But he saw Rimbaud kneeling on the edge of the water, holding a handful of sea water, and there was a small fry that had turned white and died.

The light blue sea water became clear again in Rimbaud's hands, and the tiny fish began to swim. Rimbaud put the purified water back into the sea. The fish was once again engulfed by the drug-stained seawater, and soon his belly turned white. With the waves washed away.

I don't know how many times Rimbaud repeated the same action here, he finally got bored, grabbed a handful of sand and smashed it into the water.

"faak. (fuck)"

The words that came to his mouth suddenly swallowed back, Bai Chunian grabbed his hand, pulled him into his arms, released a comforting pheromone, patted his back, put his hands on the beach, approached him, and pressed his lips to his. Jiao comforted: "Don't worry, we will definitely clean it up for you."

"Help me?" Lan Bo laughed, his tensed body softening from Bai Chunian's arms, "I sometimes feel powerless, like living with a group of children who don't know what to do, paint the walls with crayons, and use The screwdriver pried on the TV, took out the sponge from the sofa, and sat on the ground with a filthy face waiting for me to clean it up."

"I really don't understand, what is this doing?" Lan Bo grabbed Bai Chunian's wrist, pulled him away from the shore, and flung his blond hair behind his head, "That's it, I don't care."

Chapter 160

After the medical team stationed on the shore safely removed the suppressor on the back of Bai Chunian's neck, they checked whether there was still cyanovirus in the body. Cang Xiaoer instructed the police officers of the alliance to send the two of them back to rest and recover from the communicator. Don't go out for the time being. , waiting for his detailed investigation results.

Satan was also personally escorted back to headquarters by Union agents.

They temporarily returned to Bai Chunian's small apartment in the city. As soon as Lan Bo got home, he got into the fish tank and slept in a ball without saying a word.

Bai Chunian was also tired, loosened his arm joints, twisted his numb neck, slumped on the sofa, and stared at the closed TV in a daze.

It can be seen that Rimbaud is in a bad mood. When he is unhappy, he doesn't care about people, and then forms a ball and stays by himself. The same is true today. The atmosphere in the room is very dull. The windows have not been opened for a long time. Floating in the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Bai Chunian closed his eyes for a while. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, all kinds of pictures would appear in his mind that made him feel dizzy. Protecting himself in the form of a ball, but was cut off the most vulnerable tail tip, severe pain forced his companion ability Rupert's tear state to be released, and then was locked on the operating table with fixed hands and fish tail, and a sharp blade cut him open his abdomen, bleeding all over the floor.

"Uh..." Bai Chunian felt an unprecedented heat and difficulty breathing.

The collar tightly wrapped around Bai Chunian's neck, and the skin on the neck was red.

The restraint collar formed by the dead sea core rock can control and remind Bai Chunian in a tight way when the energy overflows out of control, but correspondingly, Bai Chunian has to endure the pain of being restrained by the collar.