Marvel – Immortal Path

little white mouse?

Baron Strucker's suspicion was abrupt, and his bald head didn't know what was thinking. Just about to ask, Ford has slowly stopped.

Williams Manor in the night is here.

Li Ang blew an unknown whistle, pushed a red cart from the backyard, and transported Strucker to the basement with the bandage man.

Pushing open the steel door, Li Ang blew a whistle, restraining the array abruptly rotating, rune talisman shifted, canceled some functions, let Constantine, Rebecca can see , Hear the sights and sounds of the basement.

These two mysticism sorcerers were working hard with their heads down, and suddenly saw Li Ang dragging a bald man with one hand and a bandage man with the other, placing these two people in the center of the basement cold. On the ceramic tile floor,

Li Ang pressed the button on the wall, and the light embedded in the ceiling became a bit brighter, making Baron Strucker a little bit unable to open his eyes, and the bandage man next to him was still Maintaining a fainted state, muttering to himself, talking turbid nonsense.

Li Ang did not stop after putting down the two of them, turned around and walked out, bringing the door back by the way.

No one screamed,

Constantin broke the silence first. He turned around in the narrow and cramped array and said to Rebecca: "Your Excellency Witch, you can break Is this formation diagram?"

"What are you thinking about?" Rebecca coldly snorted, and said blankly: "I have never seen this kind of array, its structure, magic flow and even The semantic word order of the incantation is completely different from mysticism as I know it."

"But at least you can understand it?" Constantine asked unwillingly: "You have lived for more than two hundred years. Ah."

"hehe," Rebecca replied in a tone that reads caring and writing contempt: "You are still a notorious and well-known liar who is hunted down by the global mysterious world. , Don’t stay here anyway."

Constantin curl one's lip, too lazy to care about the old witch, turned his head to Baron Strucker, who was lying on the ground, and said: "Dude, where did you fucking?" "

Strucker didn't make a squeak, but barely supported half of his body by exhausting his full strength, pressing the weight of his entire body on the palm of his left hand.

Cracking,

As the crisp skeleton sound echoed in the basement, Strucker restored a broken finger to its original position,

Regardless of the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he did exactly what he had done to break his five fingers into the correct position.

Constantin scratched the stubble chin, squatted in the array with interest, watching the whole process of Baron Strucker's struggle for freedom and life.

"Hey, buddy, are you playing "Shawshank's Redemption" or "Prison Break"?"

The bald head ignored Constantine's noise, each minding their own The business ground straightened his leg bones and spine with one hand, panting heavily, and struggled to get up from the ground.

Staggering, Strucker slowly moved to the door of the basement and pressed his body firmly against the smooth wall.

He is waiting, waiting for the moment Li Ang enters the door again, even if there is only a glimmer of survival that is so small that it is invisible, he will still catch it.

The basement door opened, and Li Ang was carrying a large opaque plastic bag.

Strucker appeared, with only one arm left, he was like a very sad and late hero at this moment, squeezing oneself like a candle in the wind, like a fleeting firework, in the deep night Guanghua is overdrawn.

The fist that was corroded by alkaline water pierced the air and reached half an inch in front of Li Ang, can't advance.

The only thing blocking this fist is a finger, or to be more precise, a raised middle finger.

"Can't you lie down obediently and honestly?" Li Ang sighed, and pointed his middle finger to Strucker's forehead. The vast Spiritual Qi broke the veins of his bald head, causing him to fall with trembling and convulsions.

Constantin and Rebecca are still writing books with their heads down, turning a deaf ear to everything that is happening before them. They look seriously like those students who are worried about being named by the teacher in class.

Li Ang pulled Strucker's collar and dragged his bald head back to the center of the basement.

Strucker tried his best to twist his eyes, staring at Li Ang from the corner of his eye.

"This is the leader from Hydra, Your Excellency Strucker. He is good at fighting and tactical command. The weapon is a mechanical prosthetic that can spray flames and thunder and lightning. It is characterized by super self-healing ability. You can see it soon."

Li Ang walked to the sink in the corner of the basement and took out an iron pan from the plastic bag. There was a dazzling array of tools in the iron pan.

Scalpels, hemostatic forceps, scissors, organ knives, tweezers, stitches, craniotomy saw...

His voice echoes in the empty basement, silent The cold light silently accuses all of this,

"The present world is much more interesting than I thought. Such a complicated power system is simply an eye-opener. You four are all experimental products I have collected. I have formulated different experimental plans according to your respective characteristics, and strive to help me understand the mystery of this world to the greatest extent."

"Wait," Constantine couldn't bear it. I asked: "Experiment, what experiment? Didn't you promise me that you will let me go after I finish writing these mysticism classics?" Li Ang spread his hands and replied calmly: " I only promised to help you find a new body, but I never said that I would let you go."

"..." Constantine gritted his teeth and tried his best. Don't let an angry expression appear on oneself's face, "What are you doing to us?"

"Cognition" Li Ang replied solemnly: "When you hear the Tao, you can die in the evening. Cognition. All the mysteries of this world, searching all the knowledge in the world, this is my ultimate goal."

On the way to the road, how many cultivators have been lost by the so-called "power" for the sake of Becoming stronger and stronger, indulging in the hypocrisy of moving mountains to reclaim the sea, starring the moon, and completely forgetting oneself's awe and respect for the unknown and the avenue.

Knowledge is power.

Li Ang looked at the perplexity and confusion in Constantine’s eyes, but just shook the head, "At the peak period, I can crush you into dust by just moving my fingers, the soul flew away and scattered, but what's the point?

stones from other hills may serve to polish jade, magic, witchcraft, Nordic Rooney and even the abilities of Mutants, these power systems are in my eyes The charm is not because of the power itself, but the mystery behind it."

Rebecca's eyelashes trembled a little, she reluctantly followed Li Ang's thoughts and replied: "You are what, The reason why you imprison us is just to explore the unknown?"

"You can say that," Li Ang replied frankly: "Knowing the world requires practice, and the best way to practice is Try it yourself."

"What does the test mean?" Constantine asked the curl one's lip for those surgical tools, "Don't tell me, you are going to Dissection all of us."

"Dissection?" Li Ang lost said with a smile: "Then you really look down on me. Dissection slices are a huge waste for precious experimental materials!"

Constantine is hearing this, only to feel a chill flow all over his body, staring at Li Ang like a monster.

"On the road of exploring the Avenue of Truth, I need to have strong and sufficient social resources as a backing, and I need to have a sufficient amount of sample materials for experimentation. You all cherish the materials. How about slicing?"

Li Ang shook his head and sighed constantly, as if struggling. How could Constantine ask such stupid questions, "Don’t worry. If you can cooperate with me obediently and honestly, not only will it not cause harm to your body, but it will also have great benefits."

"I don’t want any benefits, just I hope there are cigarettes, alcohol, and marijuana smoking," Constantine kept rubbing his azure stubble chin, staring blindly, and said grimly: "I also don’t have much enthusiasm for your plan to discover the world. , So please let me go and let me lie on the ground quietly and be a salted fish with no dreams."

"Even the salted fish will have the value of the salted fish itself!" Li Ang said solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Constantine, I will not let down your contribution to the cause of mankind! After a thousand years, you will also have a place on the monument of human history."

Second-rate If warlock has smoke in his hand, he must be shocked by the shameless of the other party and fall on the ground, "Hey, I'm not dead yet, okay, why does your tone sound like I've died on the spot and died in place?"

"...wait" Rebecca's delicate and pretty face flashed a struggling, and was immediately replaced by firmness, "If your purpose is to explore the truth, maybe I can Help you..."

"oh?" Nodded of Li Ang indifferent expression, asked: "What can you do for me?"

Rebecca took a deep Breath, sternly said: "I was just to explore the mystery of the soul, and my colleagues in mystic were labeled as'invading the realm of God' and hunted down for countless years. To me, longevity is just exploring the unknown. A way."

Constantin stared wide-eyed, madly tsukkomi in his heart: "Are you nervous? Dare to stand in the same position as this lunatic?!"

"Very well," Li Ang said to Rebecca with a gentle smile on his face: "After you finish writing these mysticism classics, I will give you a chance."

"Wait a minute!" Constantine looked stern and cynical, with a serious expression like a reserved university professor. "Actually, I am also a suitor of sorting, and I hope you can give I have a chance, I also want to be a researcher. "

"Very good! "Li Ang's smile is even more contagious. "When you finish copying, I will give you some assessment items. If you can pass, you are qualified to act as my research assistants. If you don't pass, the treatment will be reduced to the medical department. The little white mouse, white rabbit, and frog in the hands of college students. "

The corner of Constantine's eyes twitched. The little white mouse, white rabbit, and frog used by medical students as practical materials are all extremely tragic. He is a craftsman filled with water.....that really means not have the will to live, unable to ask for death.

Li Ang ignores the second-rate warlock, each minding that he regrets faintly. They stretched their own business, bowed and squatted beside Strucker, watching the bald man's rapid body healing ability-just a few minutes of effort, Strucker's ulcerated lips grew back and his nose The cartilage even showed upward spreading granulation.

"Because of the primitive facilities, you can only use Strucker with high-speed healing ability to test first-anyway, as long as you don’t behead your head, how can you play? will not be bad. "

Li Ang's tone was extremely gentle, but Constantine and Rebecca trembled suddenly, buried their heads a bit lower, and scribbled.

He took out the dark blue mask and toe cap from the plastic bag, and after putting it on carefully, he started to clean his hands.

First cut the nails short with a nail clipper, and then rinse the nails with clean water. I took a sterile brush and dipped it in soapy water that had been boiled at a high temperature, and then carefully scrubbed both arms.

" Clean the parts from the bottom up. After scrubbing your arms with a sterile brush, rinse off the soapy water with clean water. This process needs to be repeated three times."

Li Ang explains while washing his hands, for fear of the basement Others in here can't know in detail, "After washing your hands, take another sterile brush, dip it in iodophor with a concentration of 0.75%, and scrub your palms and forearms once. "

The whole process of cleaning the hands is tedious and complicated, set against the monotonous flushing sound, and Li Ang's infectious and affectionate statement, unfathomable mystery, there is a kind of horror film atmosphere.

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Constantine did not turn his head, always remained silent, writing and writing silently, his eyes fixed on the paper in front of him, but the pen point of the mysticism scripture was slightly trembling at that moment,

He knows what Li Ang is doing.

Aseptic preparation before surgery.

"When wearing surgical gowns, you must first lift both sides of the collar and keep your hands light and smooth. Put the ground into the sleeves, stretch his arms forward, and then the nurse will help behind him to fasten the belt. "

Li Ang puts the dark blue sterile surgical gown on her body, and then takes out clean latex gloves, first wears the right hand and then the left hand, with a rigorous and careful attitude,

He turned around, holding the iron pan containing the surgical tools, and put it down on the side of the bald man,

When screaming, the surgical tools in the iron pan trembled slightly, reflecting the bright light in the ceiling.

"I am very curious about your self-healing ability, Your Excellency Strucker. "

Li Ang gently picked up the scalpel, and said in Strucker's horrified expression: "Wait for the Dissection, please don't move it?" "

Not good.

Strucker throbbed his throat with his full strength, but there was not a single muscle in the upper and lower limbs to follow his orders. He could only watch the operation. The knife slowly fell.

"Now a cut is made in the center of the two clavicles, and a straight line is drawn down until the middle of the pubic bone..."

The blood is flowing, Following the pattern of the floor, it flows to the drainage floor drain in the corner of the basement.