MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 136

When the other sputum in the presence was also comatose under the influence of drugs, this spiritual resonance gradually began to weaken and even lift.

The prince returned to God from that embarrassing state of mind and then stood up suddenly.

His soul... his thinking... just now, once again beyond his control. For the Prince, this is simply unbearable.

The violent anger in Vincent’s emotions also affected the prince invisibly. He couldn’t help but kick a huge piece of metal scrap – the scrap slipped away and rubbed with some rusted tracks. There was a long spark, and the huge sound made Laiza's heart shrink.

Her face palely obscured from the darkness, immersed in emotions, has become more and more wrong "prince", the latter made her feel more and more strange. The "prince" who is as noble as the gods now looks like a madman who has already entered the corner of the horn, and the things he has done, let Laisha...

Raisa felt that her heart was like being pulled back and forth. Rand had never said why the gentle smile she had revealed, just like having her own magic in Laiza’s mind. Play back again and again.

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After realizing the inescapability of mental control, the "prince" has a strong sense of physical disgust in his body. Of course, this may also be related to the wound that is getting worse and worse in his abdomen.

In this abandoned subway station, there is a stench from his wounds.

His blood became more and more red, and in contrast, the wound healed more and more slowly.

One morning, when Laisha was changing the gauze for the prince, she even saw some small white things squirming in the black and brown tangled rotten meat. She screamed and jumped out, but soon Was beaten by the prince holding his hair.

She made a sobbing voice, begging for the other's sorry, but "Prince" never allowed La Isa to close his wounds.

Even if she is slow, such as La Isa, she can feel the atmosphere in this small space becomes more and more sinister.

Above the abandoned subway station is a new urban light rail transfer station.

Every day when the city rails enter the station, some dust will fall from the ceiling.

The floor was trembling, and people's footsteps accompanied the noisy conversation from the vent to the dark underground. Raisa didn't hate those noisy at all, they were like jewel boxes, attracting Laisha to learn about the outside world...

But the "prince" never really allowed her to do that.

He treats her now, and the former laundry owner... her coward... and other men who have hurt her have become more and more like. However, Raisa has not noticed this yet. She simply feels that she seems to be more stupid, and the places where things go wrong are getting more and more.

The current physical condition of the "Prince" made him completely unable to transfer as quickly as before.

In fact, they have been in this abandoned subway station for more than three days.

During the period, a dispatch team composed of "Poseidon" and another special team has searched the top of the Prince and Laiza, the city rail transit station. They become more efficient, precise... cold-blooded than the team that Raisa has seen in memory. Thank God, they did not find this old abandoned subway station under the traffic station... However, there is no doubt that it will not be long before the "dogs" will come to the door.

"We...we have to let them both ‘□□’,” the prince licked his **** eyes outside the medical warehouses in Munster and Rand.

"Yes, but the previous situation shows..."

Raisa stammered in an attempt to discourage his idea and then got a painful punishment.

"He will adapt, the sputum gene in his body will transform his body according to the stimulation of external conditions. As long as he has several times, he will automatically grow the organ I need!"

The prince groaned vaguely and then cast a warning to Laisha.

"Don't think that I don't know your preference for him. You seem to have forgotten who gave you the chance to live... I can give you that chance, and naturally I can take it away."

His voice is cold like hell.

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On the night of the night, when La Isa was prepared to give Munster a sedative at the command of the Prince, she was very rare to stay in front of the dashboard.

She hesitated to look at the amount of sedative capacity that was almost at the bottom, and knew clearly that this night, Munster would wake up.

And the prince will force this sad creature to once again enter the state of no reason, to force, to invade and ruin.

Rand didn't even have the means to escape with the power of drugs.

Laiza turned back and looked at the other side of the medical warehouse belonging to Rand, and looked at Munster, who was close to her eyes...

After a while, she bit her lip and divided the remaining sedative into two.

One gave Munster as originally planned, and the other, she gave Rand.

It was her apology... Laiza thought that under the influence of this calming agent, Rand might be able to stay in a state of waking up when he suffered from it all tomorrow.

The pain he suffered may be a little less.

Raisa simply planned this way.

But she did not understand how wrong it was for the Prince to decide how much Mr. Munster's tranquilizer was given to Rand for several days. The reason why he wants to give Rand's share to Munster is because the monster will produce antibodies to the tranquilizer. Day after day, the dose of tranquilizer that can make him sleep must be gradually increased.

However, La Isa did not do this.

When she didn't know, the little monster had woke up from a deep coma - of course, not so awake, but already had enough thinking ability.

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"Rand... Rand..."

Someone is calling the name of Rand.

Rand opened his eyes effortlessly, but quickly closed again.

After the late night traffic stop was closed, the abandoned subway station below it also lost power. The whole space was in dark. Rand couldn't see the "person" shadow that was shaking outside his medical warehouse, and he didn't want to see it clearly.

The real world is a real nightmare for him now, and the sleep brought by drugs is a comfortable buffer between heaven and hell.

He has lost his ability to feel true, and the only remaining is the most basic instinct... escape.

Escape to the dream of never being homeless.

Escape to the darkness of death.

Only there, the pain of reality can not find him.

"Ticking... ticking..."

The gray-green therapeutic liquid dropped from Munster's body.

It had a little dizzy on its head, but it didn't prevent it from escaping from the **** medical warehouse. The Prince had to sleep every day because of the serious injury, so now he didn't even notice the escape of Munster. .

The head of this monster is very painful, and there are some vague memories in his head... but the memory is as vague as covering the clouds. Munster shook his head, but in any case he couldn't remember where the broken fragments that appeared in his mind came from.

It has never encountered such a thing, and soon felt panic - a fierce panic without knowing the reason, the strong emotion is just like the beast's claws, it is about to tear it off. .

If it has fur, it is probably completely out of the state of frying.

In fact, its tentacles are now all stretched out because of tension, and the hedgehog is behind it.

Driven by instincts, Munster immediately found Rand.

It immediately rushed over... it just wanted to be with Rand.

Rand knows everything, Rand is always gentle... As long as he is around him, Munster feels that he will never be afraid or confused.

But this night, everything has become so weird.

Rand has been sleeping in the medical warehouse, ignoring its call and beat. He is so sleepy, it is like being in a coma... Munster can feel the blood flow in his body is accelerating. A scale is slightly open because of some weird emotions.

It will never learn to describe this feeling in human language, so let me replace it for a long time - it feels like you have put your head on the guillotine, you know that there are a few meters above your neck. A shiny sickle, and someone is preparing to cut the rope of the sickle... However, you can't look up at it and you forget that you are on the guillotine.

Only intuition is deep in your heart, shouting desperation to you.

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Munster had some urgency, and he quickly glanced at the prince, and after he confirmed that the other party had not moved, it extended his finger.

At its fingertips, a blue bone plate emerged, just behind the nail, slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was very, very sharp and hard, and when it was fully grown, Munster used it to make a huge circle on the outside of the medical warehouse.

Then, just use your palm to gently press in the middle of the circle...

A viscous, already* medical gel emerged from the gap.

Munster used his arms to hold Rand's soft body.

Then he couldn't help but take a deep breath...

Although the breath of gel* is so strong, Munster is keenly aware that his body is now full of his own taste, from the inside out. Suddenly, a string of silent cymbals rolled out of Munster's throat.

It felt incomparable satisfaction and happiness, and involuntarily held Rand a little more. 2k novel reading network