Chapter 141 Pride is the Original Sin
Guo Dacheng turned around and glanced at Lin Changhe who was sitting on the chair, his meaningful eyes falling on Lin Changhe's injured hands.
Although no words were spoken, the sarcasm was full.
Lin Changhe felt a lump in his throat and burst out in anger: "Fuck!"
Guo Dacheng snorted and then turned to look at the iron cage.
Guo Dacheng's pupils trembled when he found that Ji Wanwan was the only one left in the cage: "Where is Xu Siming?"
The ice crystals gradually dissipated, and Lin Changhe discovered that only Ji Wanwan was left in the cage.
He stood up from his chair with a jerk, muttering in disbelief: "Disappeared out of thin air?"
So I didn't lie to him. Ji Wanwan and Xu Siming really disappeared out of thin air last night.
He always thought that he forgot to close the door when he came in, allowing the two of them to sneak away through the door. It turned out that he was wrong.
Guo Dacheng's expression also became serious, and he began to rethink Lin Changhe's words.
After a brief silence, he glanced at Lin Changhe and said, "I'll report to the director. You stay here and guard her. Don't touch her until I come back!"
As a deputy, although Lin Changhe was very unhappy with the commanding tone, he still snorted in response.
Considering that it would take time for Lin Changhe's wound to recover, Guo Dacheng left two people for him.
As soon as Guo Dacheng left, Lin Changhe became arrogant again.
He sat up straight and squinted at Ji Wanwan in the cage.
Guo Dacheng only said not to touch her, but he didn't say not to mock her. He was very angry now, and he took Ji Wanwan to vent his anger.
Thinking of this, Lin Changhe stood up, walked forward and kicked the cage: "Hey, where's your boyfriend? Did he run away without you?"
Ji Wanwan looked at Lin Changhe with a look of disgust on her face: "What the hell does it have to do with you?"
Lin Changhe: “…”
It was obvious that the other person was the one locked in the cage, but this look made Lin Changhe inexplicably feel that he had lost in momentum.
He was very unconvinced and wanted to beat someone up, but his hand was injured and Guo Dacheng didn't let him do that. This made Lin Changhe very aggrieved. He was so angry that he turned around twice in place but couldn't find a way to vent his anger. Finally, he was so angry that he ran out of the room screaming.
He was so angry, so angry. He had never been treated so rudely since the end of the world!
In the room, the two younger brothers who were left behind looked at each other.
Follow? Not follow?
Don't follow them. After all, they are half-infected and quite powerful. We shouldn't need them.
…
When Guo Dacheng came back, the director also came with him.
The director still looked calm and gentle, which was out of place in this corpse refining field filled with blood and roars.
The wheelchair stopped three steps in front of the cage, and the director spoke softly, as if chatting casually: "Miss Ji, is Brother Xu's ability to teleport freely also a supernatural power?"
Ji Wanwan hung her head, looking unmoved: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."
The director sighed helplessly: "It's very difficult for me to deal with you like this."
Ji Wanwan snorted and laughed: "If it's difficult, then don't do it."
A fleeting gloom flashed across the director's eyes. He smiled gently and coaxingly: "Miss Ji, Brother Xu has already left you and run away, and you are still so devoted to keeping his secret?"
Ji Wanwan was silent for a moment, then murmured stubbornly: "It's none of your business..."
The director shook his head with regret: "It doesn't matter, the Lord will forgive your sins, Dacheng..."
After he finished speaking, Guo Dacheng stepped forward respectfully, lowered his brows and nodded, waiting for orders.
The director's eyes fell on the ice box on the small table. Guo Dacheng understood and immediately nodded, then walked forward and took out a syringe from the ice box.
Ji Wanwan's pupils shrank and she stepped back in fear: "What do you want to do?"
The director smiled faintly and said, "Those who carry sin must bear the punishment bestowed by the Lord in order to receive His forgiveness and thus attain salvation."
Ji Wanwan gritted her teeth and questioned, "What makes you think I'm a sinner? And what gives you the right to punish me on behalf of the Lord?!"
The director clasped his hands together with great piety: "Because I am the Lord's most loyal believer and a messenger walking on earth for Him."
Ji Wanwan thought it was ridiculous: "You mean you are the master?"
The director smiled noncommittally, neither admitting nor refuting.
Ji Wanwan knew that she had guessed right.
She raised her middle finger at the director and laughed sarcastically: "I was right? Hahaha, you don't even dare to admit it. Are you afraid that the real master will be angry if he finds out? You really are a hypocritical hypocrite!"
The director's face darkened completely: "Miss Ji, you talk too much."
Ji Wanwan laughed even more happily: "You're already defeated? Then you really are a novice and love to play. Director, you are not good enough."
No man can stand the words "You can't do it".
The director's usually gentle face showed a crack: "Great success!"
Guo Dacheng frowned, opened the cage door, grabbed Ji Wanwan's arm, and thrust the syringe into her flesh quickly and fiercely: "Little girl, you asked for this. Enjoy the feeling of mutation."
As the injection progressed, Ji Wanwan screamed, fell to her knees powerlessly on the ground, curled up in pain, and wailed.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in the director's eyes: "The Lord will punish the sinners. This is what they deserve. Dacheng, I'm tired..."
Guo Dacheng threw away the syringe in his hand, turned around and left the cage, pushing the director out of the room.
When Guo Dacheng turned around, Ji Wanwan quietly stretched out a white and tender hand and gently tapped the syringe on the ground. In an instant, the syringe disappeared.
Walking down the corridor, the director glanced at the zombie pit and said, "Keep an eye on Ji Wanwan. If she can't make it, feed her to the zombies. If she does, give her a higher dose."
Guo Dacheng looked puzzled.
So far, no one can withstand the second dose of medicine. The director wants Ji Wanwan to die.
But if you want her to die, why go through all the trouble of testing the medicine?
Presumably anticipating Guo Dacheng's doubts, the director continued, "I don't think Ji Wanwan is as impulsive and brainless as she appears. On the surface, it seems she's attached to Xu Siming, but in reality, it's Xu Siming who's been following her advice."
Guo Dacheng tried to raise his own question: "Could it be that Xu Siming has deep feelings for Ji Wanwan?"
The director laughed disdainfully: "Dacheng, put yourself in their shoes. If you were a high-level awakened person, and the woman you loved was an ordinary person, would you obey her every command?"
Guo Dacheng felt a lump in his throat.
Yes, I guess few men would obey the arrangements of an ordinary person at this time, even if that person is the woman they love deeply.
Because arrogance is the original sin.
He looked at the director with more respect: "I understand."
…
In the room.
Ji Wanwan was curled up on the ground pretending to be dead...
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