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Chapter 253 Brother War (86)

Severe pain hit.

Cheng Qian opened his eyes wide, and a brief blank flashed in his mind.

Then a wave of anger swept through his mind.

"Cheng, Yin, Yin! You..."

Enduring the pain, he pushed away the girl who was holding him. The tranquilizer in the girl's body might have already started to take effect, and she fell limply after being pushed by him.

Cheng Qian lowered his head and saw the thin needle inserted in his chest.

The needle has been completely submerged, and even part of the front end of the needle tube has been pierced.

One can imagine how hard she was just now.

And the thin needle tube has been pushed to the bottom, except for a little moist luster, there is no drop of liquid inside.

All injected into him.And it was inserted directly into the left chest.

Not only is his heart throbbing, but now he has a tingling and burning sensation that the blood all over his body starts from the heart and spreads to his limbs and bones bit by bit.

He gasped for breath, looked at Si Jiu angrily, "What did you inject me with?"

The girl fell weakly on the sofa and smiled back, "Then, what did you give me to drink?"

He was further irritated by her indifferent, loose attitude.

Especially since he didn't know what he had been injected with.

During the years when Cheng Yi was still there, every once in a while, Cheng Yi would take him and A Yuan to his own laboratory. Using the excuse of physical examination, he would either draw a tube or two of his and A Yuan's blood, or Inject some medicine into them, saying it is to supplement nutrition.

At that time, they were foolish and didn't know that Cheng Yi was doing human genetic experiments.

But even so, at that time, Cheng Qian had fear and disgust towards things like needles deep in his heart.

Even with the underground laboratory that Mr. Cheng called "the studio" at that time, he also had a deep psychological shadow.

So Cheng Yinyin's act of injecting him with an unknown liquid directly touched his bottom line and overturned his reverse scale.

Especially with her attitude.

Cheng Qian laughed back in anger, pulled out the needle still inserted in his chest and threw it on the ground, then turned his head and strode away.

In less than 1 minute, he came back.

He came back with a knife.

Cheng Qian bullied himself, knelt on the sofa with one leg, clamped Si Jiu's chin with one hand to fix her face, and held a military dagger in the other hand. Sen Han's knife tip was hanging above Si Jiu's eyeballs, separated by a few centimeters away, stop there.

"I originally... didn't want to make Ah Yuan sad."

His breath was a little short, his eyes were red, and he was in a somewhat excited posture.

"But baby, you're annoying me."

The tip of the knife was pressed down a little more, and it was loosely pressed against the girl's beautiful eyes, at the end of the eyes.

The knife was extremely sharp, even if he didn't use any force, but just pressed it so loosely, the skin there was instantly cut by the dagger, and blood oozes out, winding down his cheeks.

System: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn ! ! 】

[Wait a little longer, what's the hurry. 】

System: [...] Dad, don't you feel pain?

Of course Si Jiu felt pain, but he could bear such a little pain.

"What did you just say? You want to give the eyes to the third brother?" He leaned closer to her, "Then, the third brother will not be polite."

He grinned suddenly, then raised his hand holding the knife high, and stabbed towards Si Jiu.

In an instant, blood sprayed out and splashed all over his face.Some even flew into the eyes.

He closed his eyes.

The feeling of scorching blood spraying on his face made his heart rate soar to the highest in an instant.

He even reached the peak of excitement for a moment.

"Ah~~" He let out a sigh, and even trembled a little.

　Cheng Qian's Diary: What I hate the most in my life is when someone pricks me with a needle.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)