[Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (54)]
Rosier looked over with his dark eyes, squinting and staring at her face, trying to see through her thoughts.
"Brother, are you afraid that a weak woman like me can escape your control?"
Yan Qing still called him brother, as if she didn't regard the man in front of her as another person.
No one wants to be a bloodthirsty monster.
Born to protect his master personality, he took a syringe and injected colorless liquid into Yan Qing's body before opening the shackles.
Yan Qing moved her fingers. Her body's resistance to drugs prevented her from completely losing her strength.
But she still pretended to be weak and looked at Rosier weakly: "Brother won't hold me?"
Rosier raised his eyebrows, but did not reject her suggestion. He held her soft body in his arms and walked slowly with her across the glass display case.
If you observe closely, you can see that the blood vessels on these wax figures are extremely delicate.
“The wax figures of real people allow them to retain their most beautiful side.”
Rossier looked at the works inside, and a look of fanaticism appeared on his handsome face.
Yan Qing leaned on his shoulder and blinked her pure and innocent almond eyes: "Can you kiss me? In front of these great works."
"If I can leave a mark in my brother's heart, I will die without regrets."
Her tone was humble and her eyes were affectionate.
Now Rosier seems to have no memory of the main personality, like an independent pervert.
"No matter what my brother becomes, he still has a place in my heart."
Born with a dominant personality, he obviously also longed to be existed by others. Yan Qing's words made his body stiffen.
He lowered his head, and his hot breath sprayed on Yan Qing's neck: "The best way to show love to food is to suck her blood dry."
The sharp teeth bit through the skin on the side of Yan Qing's neck, causing her to slap the man in the face in pain.
Rosier was surprised that she still had the strength at this moment, and the sudden slap made him instinctively throw her away.
How could Yan Qing let him get rid of her? She wrapped her legs around his waist, grabbed his hair hard and bit the flesh on his face.
"Damn it!" the man hissed.
While the two were trembling, Yan Qing was thrown onto the iron bed. He didn't care about the pain on his back and stabbed him with the scalpel when he reached for it.
One cut after another, avoiding the fatal spots and penetrating into the flesh.
I don’t know if it was because Rosier’s madness had ended, or if he was stabbed by her and regained his consciousness, but he no longer looked abnormal and gloomy as before.
"Stop! Stop!" He gasped and tried to snatch the scalpel from Yan Qing's hand.
Yan Qing tilted his head: "We have to get the original brother back."
"It's me." Rosier grabbed her wrist, his beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkling with tears, "It's me."
"Which master?" Yan Qing's eyes rolled and he stabbed him twice on his arm, avoiding the blood vessels.
Rosier gritted his teeth: "It's your brother who is back."
Yan Qing turned over and sat on the ground beside him, still holding the knife tightly in his hand, staring at him warily.
Her chest heaved violently and her breathing became heavier. She was very tired from the fight just now.
The drug was now completely effective, and she felt as if she had been hit by a muscle-softening drug. Her muscles were all loose and limp. She leaned against the cross that the corpse was tied to, unable to lift a finger.
The bloody sensation just now made her eyes turn red, and the fierceness on her face has not completely subsided yet.
Rosier was covered in blood. He struggled to sit up, looked at the bloody holes on his body, and glared at her fiercely.
He had to be thankful that the woman had picked up the smallest scalpel in a hurry. If it had been a larger one, he couldn't imagine how he would have been stabbed.
It was really cruel, seventeen stabs in total.
Although it avoided the vital parts and didn't pierce too deep, it still hurt.
"Brother is finally back." Yan Qing had no strength in his body, but at least he could still speak.
She raised her eyelids and looked sarcastic.
Rosier snorted coldly and struggled to get up and find the antidote for her.
"Brother, do you need help bandaging your wound?" Yan Qing asked kindly.
However, Rosier didn't see any good intentions in her. He stared at the knife still in her hand and stepped back.
He just felt that this guy wanted to come up and hit him a few more times at any time.
Yan Qing threw away the scalpel and gave him a disdainful look.
Only after eliminating the security crisis did he have the mind to look at the corpse behind him.
"Did you kill her?" She sniffed the girl's breath and found that she was dead.
She frowned and looked at Rossier, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
Unlike the other people in the window, this person did not have any birthmark on his chest.
In other words, she was not a gift sent by some people in the name of finding someone in order to curry favor with Rocky.
Rosier stopped bandaging the wound, and the whole person seemed to sink into a dead silence.
"Some are, some aren't."
He leaned against the glass display case, looking at these life-like wax figures with a different look than when he was in his alternate personality.
There is no fanaticism or excitement, only the desire to destroy everything.
It seems that as long as I destroy these things, I can destroy myself who has turned into a monster.
He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, his already pale face looking even more fragile after losing too much blood.
The whole person is like a bubble that will burst with a poke.
"In order to ensure that there is no rift in our alliance, I need an explanation." Yan Qing avoided his gaze and continued to observe the woman tied to the cross.
Rosier said dejectedly, "They were all sent by Rocky. Some died not long ago, and some are still breathing."
These girls who had suffered so much in their lives were the food Rocky used to feed himself.
Stimulate the medicinal properties that have long been dormant in his body.
When he has an attack he becomes insane, and only blood intake can relieve his mania.
Yan Qing opened his mouth, but ultimately did not ask Rocky why he did this.
Rocky has lost his fertility and Rosier is his last bloodline.
Why did he do that?
Yan Qing felt that Rocky was a lunatic who was extremely selfish.
"Come here and help me." There was no sympathy in the look she gave Rosier.
The strong never need anyone's sympathy.
Rosier looked up and met her calm eyes, which were like a pool of clear water, empty.
No mercy, no fear, not even defense.
It was as if the person standing in front of her had never been a monster.
His heart was trembling slightly and his chest was hot.
He stood up and helped Yan Qing move the body to the iron bed. He couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do?"
Yan Qing didn't even raise his head as he stripped the clothes off the corpse.
Rossier's expression froze and he immediately avoided looking away.
It’s not like the secondary personality hasn’t seen the bodies of the people in the window before; after all, all the wax figures were made by him.
As he has the memory of a secondary personality, he has naturally seen it.
It's just that he subconsciously separated the secondary personality from himself and was unwilling to admit that the monster was also himself.
"Scalpel." Yan Qing didn't pay attention to his expression and stretched out his hand to him.
The young man's pupils dilated and he looked at her in confusion: "What do you want to do?"
"Autopsy." Yan Qing didn't even turn his head.
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