There is no one walking around in the old city area with the words "demolished" on it.
In the dilapidated brick house, Si Jin was awakened by a pain.
Although consciousness has been restored, the person is still a little drowsy and weak.
At this time, he was tied to a chair, unable to move. There was a cut on his arm by a knife, staining his sleeve red.
"Hehe, I heard that when the genetic modification reaches a certain limit, the wound will heal without treatment. I want to see if you, the doctor who thinks that the genetic modification is the most perfect, have mastered this skill." A man with slightly curly gray-brown hair glanced at Si Jin and sneered with a curled lip.
Si Jin didn't say anything, nor did he care about the wound on his arm. He glanced around indifferently.
There were five people in the house, four men and one woman. He knew them, defectors from the TR organization, and they were sworn enemies of the Doctor.
"Okay." Feiying glanced at Si Jin, whose drug effect had not yet worn off, said something, and then made a video call.
After only two rings, the call was connected. A man wearing a black vest, with a burly figure and no face showing, immediately appeared on the phone screen.
Feiying looked at him with a cold gaze and said in English, "Where's the doctor?"
"The doctor is busy. I can pass on your message if you have anything." The voice was cold and pronounced in English.
"Hmph." Feiying chuckled, then suddenly turned his phone towards Si Jin and said, "Oh, then please tell the doctor that if he doesn't want anything to happen to the person he's been thinking about, just give the medicine to us. One hand will give the medicine, the other hand will give it to Si Jin."
"Flying Eagle, you know the doctor hates being threatened the most."
"Oh, really?" Feiying curled his lips coldly, looking indifferent. "Anyway, we are all a group of dying people, so we don't mind dragging another person down with us. But it's a pity that such a good example of genetic modification is gone, tsk tsk..."
"You are no match for him."
"Even after using the special medicine, you think he still has the ability to resist, but he still lets us do whatever we want."
As Feiying finished speaking, another man suddenly appeared in the video, still without showing his face. He said, "The doctor said he hates being threatened the most. He's a defector, so there's no way he'll survive. I'll leave you to your own devices."
After saying that, he directly cut off the video call.
Feiying was immediately furious. Ha, that person's heart has always been so hard. He wants to play psychological warfare, right? Then he will give you a big gift.
A ruthless look flashed in Feiying's gloomy eyes. He looked at Si Jin and turned on the video recording. "So, even you, who are called the perfect genetically modified human, will be abandoned one day. I'm really curious about what makes you different from us."
As he said this, he took a needle from the box and injected it hard into Si Jin's arm.
"Flying Eagle." Someone nearby exclaimed, "This is medicine number seven."
"I know." Feiying looked at the man with a cold face and smiled softly, "Don't you want to see how this cyborg, who is more perfect than us, will react after being injected with drug No. 7?"
"Heh, Feiying, I'm quite curious when you say that. This No. 7 medicine made us suffer so much pain, I wonder if it has the same effect on him."
"No, rather than the effect of drug number seven, I'd rather see if it can actually heal the wound without treatment."
As the man holding the dagger said this, he stabbed Si Jin's arm again.
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