Chapter 64

As the plot develops, Cross is willing to be captured for his brother, monsters appear in the secret laboratory, and Riell's self-righteous words make readers who see this scene feel extremely angry.

[Haha, this is really funny. The ugly guy thought that he was quick and Cross didn't have time to hurt him. Is there a possibility that Cross couldn't bear to hurt him?]

[No, why is the plot so aggrieved? Could it be that Ranma-kun is in a bad mood and did it on purpose? Cross's personality and character don't seem like someone who would surrender without a fight. Could it be that he has been fooled by his family's pua?]

[I think so too. Seeing this plot makes me feel really, so aggrieved.]

[Where is Lanno? It's fine that Lanno couldn't reach Cross when he was at home or on the road, but now that he's in the lab, why doesn't he go to save Cross? ? He doesn't really want to use Cross as an experiment, just to complete the so-called main mission smoothly? ? ]

[(Adjusting glasses) It's over. I really think that according to Lanno's personality, he would do such a thing. Moreover, the recording bead refined by Roshia was placed in the main laboratory by him. Isn't that to record the scenes of their human body experiments? If Cross is rescued, he will not have the opportunity to record it.]

[I am convinced. Can a person with this kind of personality be the protagonist? As expected, this character is based on me. He is just as hateful as me. I have never seen such a cold-blooded protagonist.]

[Hey, the person above, if you think this is disgusting, why do you come to see it? Goodbye, upper right corner.]

[Le, Lanno hasn't even participated in the most important experiments yet, how can he save Cross? Save him with his head, the plot has only developed a little bit, can't we just wait quietly for the sequel?]

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There are many different opinions in the comment section about why Lanno didn't save Cross and whether he should save Cross, and even various discussion threads have been opened for this purpose.

Duck Egg's roommate sent a message: "The last time I saw so many quarrel posts was during the CP war."

Duck Egg: "? Didn't you say you would never watch "The Warlock" again and canceled your collection, saying that anyone who watches it again is a dog?"

Roommate: "QAQ stop scolding, stop scolding, the child knows he is wrong and is crying. A cup of milk tea, shut up!!"

Duck Egg: "Two cups, and I'll just pretend I have lost my memory."

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Jiang Zhulang was unaware of the small disturbance on the forum, because at this moment, he was observing with great interest the surprise and disbelief in Cross's eyes.

After gaining Jeff's trust, he finally participated in the so-called "Bright Field" research in a real sense, and this time, it happened that he took Cross's blood for drug testing.

Jiang Zhulang smoothed the hair hanging down beside his ear and didn't even glance at Cross, pretending that the two of them had nothing in common.

He reached out, and his slender fingers lightly touched Cross's face, pausing slightly at the corner of his bloody eyes, his eyelashes drooping, hiding the flash of heartache in his eyes.

"Boss, his eyes are so beautiful, how come one of them is blind?"

Looking back, Jiang Zhulang raised the corner of his lips slightly and asked the question knowingly with a half-smile.

He didn't notice that after hearing him call out the word "Boss", Cross' body trembled and there seemed to be broken tears in his eyes.

Jeff waved his hand nonchalantly: "The person who sent him here was a bit violent, hahaha, but he is also an indispensable member of our cause. I will introduce him to you when I have the chance in the future."

Jiang Zhulang nodded and said regretfully: "I still prefer to see the painful and pleading eyes of the experimental subject. It's a pity that he lost an eye..."

Even as he was speaking, his hands did not stop moving. He used the knife to cut a wound on Cross' arm quickly and decisively, and caught the blood in a container.

Jeff smiled as he watched his skillful technique and said, "If you like, just give him some medicine to treat him."

Jiang Zhulang put down the vessel containing the warm blood and slapped Cross's face with the back of his knife in a frivolous and contemptuous manner, "Did you hear that? Why don't you thank the boss properly?"

Hearing this, Jeff laughed out loud, not caring about Cross's disgusting silence.

After taking the blood, Jiang Zhulang forgot about Cross and immersed himself in the experiment. His eyes were so focused and his expression was so solemn that no one doubted his obsession with this.

"Ouch!" Cross, who was forced to take the medicine, suddenly raised his head. His neck was bent in pain and there was a metal collar. The contrast between white and black made people wonder if he could withstand such a strong effect of the medicine.

All he saw was a strange and indeterminate dark green pattern, spreading along the direction of the blood vessels, and in an instant it covered his entire body. On Cross's naked chest, a large group of irregular fluorescent green patterns appeared, trembling with his breathing, as if they had life.

Click, click, click…

Cross struggled continuously, and the thick chains bounding his limbs actually cracked under the huge force.

Jiang Zhulang quietly retreated behind the crowd and heard someone exclaim, "This is a perfect experiment. Even after being fed the inhibitor, he was still able to unleash such great potential."

His face flushed with a sickly color, and he couldn't help but move forward, wanting to touch the growing crack, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

"Hey, don't..."

“Aaaaaaaaaaa! —!!”

With a loud bang, Cross broke free from his restraints. Under the influence of the drug, he seemed to have lost all his mind, with only the most primitive desire left - to attack.

He suddenly pounced on the man in front of him, opened his mouth, and bit his throat. Blood spurted out instantly. The metal equipment in the laboratory was also shaking at a low frequency, and there was a tendency to float up.

"Quick, quick, stop him..."

The people who were trying to stop him in a panic did not notice the metal's agitation. Their faces were filled with panic, and they had completely forgotten that they had arcane blood. They screamed and threw equipment at Cross like ordinary people.

Seeing that Jeff's hand had touched the unknown injection, Jiang Zhulang stopped standing by and took a step forward. He turned his wrist and condensed the air mass, instantly wrapping up Cross, making him unable to move.

As for the cannon fodder lying on the ground with barely any breath left, and only a thin layer of leather chain connecting his head and neck?

Jiang Zhulang selectively ignored it.

Seeing that the danger was contained, Jeff put down the injection, ordered his men to drag the already dead bastard away, and took out thicker chains and tied them to Cross's limbs.

"I misjudged the potency of the drug. Luckily, Lannuo, you were smart... I'll trouble you to clean up the mess today."

Jeff was still smiling, but his slightly wet temples showed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

Jiang Zhulang pretended to be impatient and nodded in disdain. When he and Cross were the only ones left in the laboratory, he smiled softly.

"Oh, don't pretend. There's no one else here. I know you're awake."

He patted Cross's head, roughly cut away the rotten flesh around his eye sockets, and poured healing potion on it.

He mixed this potion himself after seeing what happened to Cross through Spider-Man's eyes. It can promote tissue regeneration.

Because it is prepared hastily, the pain will be more obvious when it is poured on the wound.

Feeling the stinging pain around his eye sockets, Cross bit his lip tightly and endured it in silence.

He didn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of these guys.

Thinking of Lanno saying that he wanted to see the pleading in his eyes, Cross closed his intact eye.

Looking at Cross with his eyes tightly closed, Jiang Zhulang whispered: "Does this thing hurt so much? It seems that I have to adjust the dosage of the neutralizer next time..."

After the medicine was completely absorbed, Jiang Zhulang took out the pills he had prepared in advance and wanted to put them into his mouth, but he found that Cross's upper and lower lips disappeared because of his pursed lips, his brows were wrinkled, and he looked like he was determined to die rather than surrender.

"Pfft," he chuckled, "Who are you showing off to? Why don't you take the medicine quickly?"

Cross' eyelids trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but as soon as his lips loosened, Jiang Zhulang quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth.

I don't know how the pill was made, but it melted in my mouth and turned into a pool of shockingly bitter liquid that slid down my esophagus.

He half-opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with a vacant look. After not seeing him for a while, the youthfulness in his body had completely faded, and his eyebrows and eyes looked even colder.

He opened his lips slightly, wanting to ask why he was mixed up with this group of people, why he called that person "boss", and even more wanted to ask whether he was close to Leir, and whether...the first encounter in the carriage in the suburbs was also deliberate.

But he hesitated for a long time and finally asked nothing.

What else could he ask? Everything that happened to him now was just as Leir said - he deserved it.

Jiang Zhulang was unaware of Cross's worries. He just said in a hurry that he would change his dressing every day and left.

After all, if you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to eat the daily limited amount of herb tender chicken.