But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep an eye on none of them dying in advance, the mission will be completed.

Rimbaud threw the eyeball he had taken to Bai Chunian, turned around and jumped off the tall building with Eris.

"It's not fair, I won't play with you! The dignified envoy actually begged his wife to take action, I look down on you!" Eris has already played against Rimbaud, and he knows how powerful this mermaid is. He is by no means a mermaid's opponent in the heavy rain. , so he climbed the cursed gold wire and wandered between the high-rise buildings and fled towards the corresponding helicopter. After fighting with Bai Chunian for so long, his physical strength has been exhausted, and it is impossible to have a chance to fight against Lan Bo.

But just as he passed the corner, a bolt of lightning slashed into the sky, and then Eris felt a pain in the back of his neck, as if he was bitten by something sharp, and then he lost control of his body.

Rimbaud grabbed his neck and climbed up the smooth wall of the building. Eris was held by him, and he was hit by the window along the way, making his head dizzy.

Rimbaud did not take him back to the original place, but climbed straight to the cultivation base that was struck by lightning and was burning in the torrential rain. When he reached the glass that he had pierced through, he threw Eris in and threw his head back. Attached to his shotgun.

"Dispose of those who are still alive." Rimbaud looked down at him in front of the broken glass.

"You, want me, wipe Bai Chunian's ass?" Eris fell, sitting on the ground with his head raised, he couldn't believe his ears, "The black panther standing there just now is a demon, why don't you talk about it? he comes?"

Rimbaud stretched out his hand to him, and the rain pooled in his hand into a hydrated steel transparent rifle and pointed at Eris: "Do it, or die."

Eris struggled for a long time, but still raised his shotgun and killed the researchers who were still trying to escape.

Bai Chunian has also landed on the observation platform of the cultivation base. He hangs upside down with his legs hooked on the beam, holding Eris' camera eyeball in his hand, and the direction of his pupils is aimed at Eris: "Brother, laugh."

"Fuck, why. Knicks, did you hear, they, they, you come to save me." Eris has never suffered such grievances when he is so old, but the contactor in his ear has been chopped up by Bai Chunian. He can't contact the puppet master right now.

This is the case with the glands that drive the relationship. When two people are together, their strength is too strong to fight head-on.

At four o'clock in the morning, the cultivation base was reduced to ashes, and the police car from Hongli City arrived late and surrounded the ruins.

Hongli City and Aphid City are far away, and it was almost afternoon when Rimbaud dragged Bai Chunian back to the apartment.

After entering the house, Bai Chunian breathed a sigh of relief, sniffing the familiar warm smell in the room, and his whole body relaxed.

His clothes were soaked by the rain, and they were wet against his body. He wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but as soon as he put his hand on the handle, he was caught by the thin fish tail.

Bai Chunian quietly looked at Lan Bo's expression, that expression was so gloomy that he wanted to eat a child, his eyes were half-squinted, and his blue pupils with a thin vertical line stared at him sternly.

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong." Bai Chunian scratched his cheek.

"Wrong?" Rimbaud asked him coldly.

"Well, you shouldn't use your things to do things you're not allowed to do." Bai Chunian lowered his body, looked up at him obediently, and shook his fluffy ears.

"Do you want to mess around like this?" Rimbaud grabbed his collar with astonishing strength and raised him in front of him, "Take off your clothes."

"Well, do you want to sleep? I'm going to take a bath." Bai Chunian knew that his wife was hard-hearted and soft-hearted. As long as he acted coquettishly, he wouldn't be able to get angry.

When his hand just touched the doorknob, it was snapped open by an electric current.

"Sleep?" Rimbaud sat on the sofa and patted the ground with the tip of his tail, "Here, take off your clothes."

Bai Chunian's hand was hurt by an electric spark, and only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem.

Rimbaud seemed really angry.

Bai Chunian walked stiffly to the sofa, silently lifted the hem of his vest, lifted it up from his abdomen inch by inch, took it off and threw it to the ground.

"Pants." Rimbaud didn't even look at him, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Don't, my wife...don't do this." Bai Chunian came to Lan Bo to hug him, but Lan Bo suddenly gave him a sharp glance: "Go and take it off!"

Bai Chunian bit his lip, slowly unbuttoned, and pulled down the zipper. The soaked trousers stuck to his thighs and could only be removed little by little.

This time all that was left was a black boxer and a collar.

"Kneel down and hold the coffee table in hand."

"..." Bai Chunian hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on one leg and put his hands on the coffee table.

The half of the Dead Sea Heart Rock left in Lan Bo's hand slowly stretched out in his palm, forming a long black ring ruler. He weighed the weight, and raised his hand and slapped it on Bai Chunian's back.

Dead Sea Heart Rock is very strong, but it has no toughness, and its damage to experimental subjects is equivalent to that of ordinary weapons to humans, and the wound will not heal immediately.

There was a heavy muffled sound in the room, Bai Chunian groaned, and jumped forward a distance off guard.

This strike was indeed ruthless. A long white mark landed on Bai Chunian's back, turning red visibly to the naked eye, and then slowly oozing out some blood beads.

"I said, I will punish you." Lan Bo raised Bai Chunian's chin with a spar ring ruler, watching the painful expression he was holding back from screaming, "I spoil you too much and let you do whatever you want, you think you How many times to take."

Bai Chu Young replied: "It's my fault that I acted without consulting you, but damn those researchers, if you beat me for this, do whatever you want."

Another ruler was drawn on the side of his thigh, and blood beads seeped out of the print. Bai Chunian's body trembled invisibly, but he was still unconvinced.

Rimbaud has not been really angry for many years, he also calmed down for a while, lowered his head and said: "Do you think you are doing a perfect job? If Eris succeeds, people all over the world will target you, of course, I am not afraid , can you say that you are not afraid?"